Still being written from Hiccup's POV (for now)

Sadly there will be some OCs in this story, as it wouldn't fit to have too many people that Hiccup knows

Disclaimer: I do not own How To Train Your Dragon or Survivor

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I look out the window. The sight is quite beautiful; sparkling blue ocean dotted with islands of green, crystal looking beaches that stretch for miles. I've never been in a helicopter before, but I'm not paying enough attention to enjoy it or be afraid. I'm studying my tribe. Composed of only six people, it's going to be interesting. We haven't spoken at all, but I recognize a few of them.

There's a big blond guy who works in my city, Berk. I think his name is Fishlegs. And there's a raven haired girl whom I know personally. Heather. My one and only ex. I'll probably end up voting her out early.

The other three I don't know. A young looking girl with grey eyes and brown hair. A boy with emerald eyes and round glasses. And another girl, this one with hazel eyes and fiery red hair. None of them look like much of a threat, but I won't know until we speak.

I hear the pilot through the headset saying that we're landing. I quickly gather the few things we're allowed to have and get ready to exit.

Once the helicopter lands, I get out first, I can see Jeff Probst standing in front of a semicircle of coloured mats, and I head towards the black one. Once everyone is there, we turn to look at the other two tribes, who are just landing. The next tribe to land is the blue tribe, and the first person who catches my eye is a tall blonde with startling blue eyes. She's a threat.

The last tribe arrives, the orange tribe. This time I recognize someone. Snotlout. My bully of a cousin. I sigh, and roll my eyes. I turn back to Jeff just as he begins to speak.

"Alright. Welcome to the 40th season of Survivor." He says, we all cheer. "This season will be different from all others. In the past we've tested which aspect of the game is most likely to win, but what about which strategy? You've been divided into three tribes, Black your tribe name is Ka Pā'ani, strike. Blue tribe you are Ōpiopio, stealth. Orange your name is Pālehā, brute force." I laugh a bit, it certainly fits Snotlout's description.

"Ka Pā'ani here is a map to your camp." He throws a rolled up piece of paper, The brown haired girl catches it. He does the same for Ōpiopio and Pālehā. And we all set out.

From first impressions alone, this is going to be an interesting 39 days...