How To Train Your Dragon is not mine.

Got home late and now I have to rush this chap. So please bear with me but still hope you guys like it.

A grunt could be heard as a blonde viking could be seen pushing the large basket she was carrying through the small opening of the secluded beach, the beach could be found on the other side of the village, large enough so it could hold a small boat, tall walls of stone separate and hid the beach from others.

A loud thud echoes around the secluded beach as Astrid was finally able to push the basket through. Breathing heavily, the blonde viking girl look over shoulder and see the branches that acts as the passage ways` cover sway as the cool breath of the night dances through the beach.

Astrid feeling a bit of security now turns towards the beach, she see a few medium size boulders resided on the silent beach. Exhausted she fall down on her knees, panting heavily. Seeing her bloodied hands touch the sand, she gags before vomiting. She could feel the blood from her axe damps and drip down towards the sand. "W-what happened?" She asks herself quietly.

"What do you think happened, Astrid?" Her eyes widen, the moment she heard someone answer her head shot up and quickly scan the beach. She was nearly about to fall if she haven't uses her axe as a crutch, standing a bit wobbly from exhaustion, she forced herself to go and look around the small beach to find where the voice was coming from.

"What is going on? Am I going crazy?" She thought after looking around for the voice. After seeing that there was no one but her on the beach, she walks towards the boulder that was the closest to the boat that she and her father built 14 years ago.

She release a tired groan as she sit and lean on the boulder. She looks longingly at the small boat as memory of her childhood with her father flash before her eyes.

Flashback

Grunts and laughter could be heard echoing on a secluded beach as two Vikings on the beach were working on a small boat in broad daylight. Thud, Thud, it ripples in the air as the hammer`s head hit a nail straight through a wooden plank. The blonde man sweeps the sweat from his forehead before continuing on hammering down the nail.

He turn around and smile as he heard his daughter laughing happily. Turning around a wide warm smile was splattered on his face as he see his daughter struggling to carry a bucket of nail but have a smile on her face. Astrid`s father tries to stifle a laugh as he see Astrid`s face was red from carrying the a bucket of nails.

Releasing a huff as she sets down the bucket in front of her father, she shot him a curious look as she see her father trying to hold in his laugh while looking at her. "What so funny, Papa?" She asks approaching while approaching him. Astrid`s father shakes his head and give a content sigh before patting her on the head and turn around to continue his work.

Astrid just shrugs her shoulder, thinking that her Papa was always acting silly and weird when around her and her Mama. Standing beside her father while occasionally handing him the specific tools he need. The two could be found sitting and leaning on a boulder near the boat they were building. Astrid stares at the boat for a short period of time before asking her father why they were building a boat on a secluded beach. Her father looks at her before looking back at the boat.

Astrid looks at her father and raises a brow as she sees her father deep in thought. Astrid even at a young age didn't fail to notice her father`s body stiffen after she asks her question about the boat. "Astrid…" her father said while staring at the boat with a blank expression.

"one day… you`ll know why we build this boat. "He said turning towards his daughter and giving her a smile. "And why I wanted to finish this boat without the village ever knowing about this place." He said in a whisper.

"I am sorry, Papa could you repeat the last part. I didn't quite hear it." Astrid said. She shot him an annoyed look when he didn't say it but just pat her head.

End Flashback.

She didn't realize that tears were streaming down her face as she remembers a memory of her with her father. The wind blows in again softly, as if the sky itself was crying alongside her, sympathizing with her. "There's no need for your tear, Astrid. No one will care." The same voice echoes again.

Astrid`s heart start to beat faster, adrenaline pumping fast alongside her blood. Quickly standing up the moment she heard the same voice from before. Using the boulder as a support she was able to stand up without falling back to the ground. Grabbing her mother`s axe she gaze around the area and listen for any movement. As she tries to find the location of the voice she heard it again this time more feminine and familiar.

The voice laughs at her, taunting her for her misfortune. "What are you looking for, Hofferson?" She heard it whisper to her. Quickly whipping from side to side to hoping to find someone but the only thing she see was a beach devoid of human life aside from her.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Her voice barely got out as a whisper.

"You still don`t know who I am?" The voice asks. "I am really hurt, Astrid. I mean we did grow up together."

"There's no need to find out who this voice belongs to, Astrid. Because there is only one person in your entire life you know who this voice belongs to…" The voice whisper to her ear.

"I know what you want, Astrid."

"No you don`t!"

"You can`t lie to me…"

"Revenge…You want it don`t you?" the voice said mockingly.

"No. I don't!"

"You want to take the life of the man who is responsible for taking away your family."

"…"

"Accept me and you`ll get your revenge…"

"…"

"All you have to do is embrace me… walk the path…"

"…"

"…Of an Avenger." The voice said to her. "But there is something I want from you."

"What is it?"

"Nothing much… just call for me when time comes and let me take over your mind and body. Do we got a deal?" The voice asks didn't have to wait for long when Astrid just nod a drop to the ground before losing her consciousness. "I`ll handle the burden, I`ll handle your pain. Just quench my Bloodlust."

Even with the cold winds brewing in, Astrid didn't feel anything as the furnace of her soul goes to life and roars proudly.