Dragon's Soul & Dragon Born (Chapter Two): He Who is to Grow Up as a Dragon
-Disclaimer: I do not own any of the How to Train Your Dragon Characters. Only ones I own are the ones that are made up in the story.
Cloudjumper was flying with his fellow flock mates over a sea of ice. They were on a mission from the king to find dragons and offer them a home in their sanctuary when they come across the island where a war between dragons and Vikings were occurring.
He was very confused on that fact; dragons do not usually attack Viking villages for no reason. Especially one so heavily guarded. There were plenty of other places to find food; something was going on in that village that was not right. Something felt…off.
That thought left Cloudjumper's mind as the bundle in his claws started giggling.
Cloudjumper looked down and noticed the baby was waving his arms around and laughing. Cloudjumper smiled to himself as best a dragon could. He could not believe what he first saw in that village. This hatchling was a dragon. He did not know how or why but he knew that this hatchling could not stay in a village of dragon hunters, he would not survive.
The other dragons in his flock did not understand why he took the hatchling. He may be a dragon on the inside, but he was in a Viking body. They believed that Cloudjumper should have left him to die. He could not do that, there was something special about this hatchling and if anyone knew what it was, it would be the King.
Cloudjumper looked ahead and noticed the icy tundra that they called home. Created by the almighty Bewilderbeast as a sanctuary for all dragons to live in peace.
He jumped and swerved, glided and jumped over countless glaciers, only maneuverable by dragons. All the while, the hatchlings laughter only continued to grow.
He made it to the chamber of the king, he laid the hatchling on the ground as his feet and bowed to the king.
"Your highness. I have discovered something truly amazing. I sense a dragon from this hatchling but he appears to be a mere Viking."
The Bewilderbeast did nothing but stare at the hatchling for what seemed like a very long time. The hatchling did nothing but stare back, the lair was oddly silent as the two studied each other. Finally, the King blew frost on the hatchling and it giggled, he then spoke up, "Cloudjumper, you have found a Dragformix."
Cloudjumper blinked and looked between the hatchling and his King, "I am sorry but I have found a what?"
"A Dragformix. They were an ancient race of dragons that are born in the body of man. They were supposed to be the mediators between Dragons and Humans. They have been in hiding for over three centuries. However, a little over twenty years ago their existence was discovered and their entire race was wiped out by a maniac."
Cloudjumper was staring at his king in awe, he had no idea race like this existed. However, if they were wiped out, how is this hatchling here today?
"I know what you are thinking Cloudjumper, I do not know how this hatchling is here but one thing is for sure, he must be raised here with us dragons. No humans can know of his existence, at least not until he is ready to make that choice for himself. Be warned however, Dragformix have the ability to take on the characteristics of the dragon that their soul is most accustomed too. You must find which dragon that is. "
"Of course you highness, who should be the one to raise him?"
The king laughed before answering, "Why, you will Cloudjumper."
"What?! But I know nothing of raising a hatchling!"
"Nonsense, you are the one who found him, you will do just fine. Oh and Cloudjumper?"
Cloudjumper pouted, "Yes, my king?"
"I would like you to raise a baby night fury as well. His parents did not make it and I am afraid that he is the last of his kind. What better brother for the young Dragformix."
Cloudjumper just stared at the king as if he had gone crazy, not only would he have to race the hatchlings Dragformix but a night fury as well? His life just got a whole lot louder.
"Of Course, your majesty." He sighed, well; he always did want to have a family.
Cloudjumper picked up the hatchling in his teeth and carried him to his nest before going to find the nursery –a place that no dragon wanted to see their young end up. It was a place for all hatchlings without a family. A zippleback by the names of Mirroth and Scarlet ran the place. They were a bright red with scales that shined like crystals when in the sun.
"Hello Mirroth and Scarlet, I am here to take the hatchling Night Fury." The zippleback looked up at him and smirked. Everyone was already aware that Cloudjumper was about to be a father of two.
"Ah yes, of course," They spoke together. "The king told us you would be raising him as well as a Dragformix. Truly an amazing and fascinating species."
Cloudjumper ignored them and went to the hatchling; he stared down at the tiny creature. His scales were as black as night and his eyes were the color of emerald, very similar to the baby Dragformix as well. Cloudjumper cooed at him as he picked him up and brought him to the nest.
The minute he set the night fury down beside the Dragformix, the night fury curled up around him. The Dragformix giggled as his eyes began to glow, once the glowing stopped, black scales appeared on his arms and lower neck.
Cloudjumper looked on in awe; it appears that the Dragformix took on the appearance of a night fury. He nuzzled both of them with his snout and sighed, already he has fallen in love with these boys.
The only problem was; what was he going to name them?
The hatchling Dragformix was already given a name back in the Viking village if he could only remember what the human female called him. Hicud? No, that does not sound right. Hicumb? That is not quite right either. Hiccup? That sounded right, "Hiccup." The baby squealed and reached up towards Cloudjumper.
Well, that settled that. The only problem was what he was going to call the night fury. The night fury cooed and jumped up. His hind was in the air and he was staring at Cloudjumper with a toothless grin on his face. Wait, toothless. "How about Toothless?" The night fury looked at him before pouncing on him and licking him. He got this whole sire thing down, "Hiccup and Toothless, I promise that I will protect you boys with my life." He licked them both before settling down side them. They both nuzzled into him and fell asleep.
Author's Note:
First off, I am so sorry that this is even shorter than the last one. I am trying to get over a major writer's block. I know what I want to do with this but I am having trouble actually writing it down.
The next chapter will be going through Hiccup's childhood into the age that he is in the first movie (15 years), so it should hopefully be a lot longer.
This is not the best that I have written in any of my fics but I tried my best to chug through it.
I am probably going to go back in update this as well. Perhaps add more but for now, enjoy.
In addition, I will be writing a one-shot called "If I Can't Have the Father." It will be a rise of the guardian/guardian of childhood series. Please feel free to check it out. Should be up today!
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