"I really did hit one." Hiccup tried to explain, but of course it was ignored.

"Sure, Hiccup." Gobber replied back

I sighed, why was it so hard for them to listen to me? All I have ever wanted was for one of them to just listen to me

"He never listens." Hiccup said in a shallow voice.

"Well, it runs in the family" gobber replied back

"What do you mean by that?" Stoick interrupted

"I mean that none of you listen to each other."

"I always listen to him."

"No you don't," I said rudely

"Name one time I didn't listen to you."

"There has been plenty of times, one time was when I shot down the night fury."

"Maybe I didn't listen then, but who would believe that you would have been able to kill a dragon?"

"Can we get back to the movie? Are guys keep interrupting it." Snoutlout said.

"Yeah, I wanna see what happens." Astrid said

"And when he does, it's always with this... disappointed scowl. Like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. Excuse me, barmaid! I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra large boy with beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on the side. This here, this is a talking fish bone!" Hiccup said, imitating his father.

"Hiccup..." Stoick said in a low voice. Did his son really feel that way? What kind of father am I? No kid should be put through something like that. Valka would have been so disappointed.

"It's the truth," I said just above a whisper.

"Hiccup, I promise that I will be a better father from now on. I promise that I won't embarrass you, I will listen to you and I will be the father I should have been."

"We all know that's a lie. All I have ever wanted was your approval, but then I realized that I was never going to get it. Now I don't care what you think."

"Hiccup..."

"Stop talking, I'm trying to watch the movie," Snoutlout interrupted.

"Now, you're thinking about this all wrong. It's not so much what you look like, it's what's inside that he can't stand."

"Thank you for summing that up."Hiccup said sarcastically.

"Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not."

"I just want to be one of you guys."

Stoick's heart melted at his son's words, why couldn't he see the pain that his son was going through?

"Either we finish them, or they'll finish us! It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we find the nest and destroy it, the dragons will leave. They'll find another home! One more search. Before the ice sets in."

"Those ships never come back."

"We're Vikings! It's an occupational hazard! Now who's with me?"

"Today's not good for me. I've gotta do my axe returns."

"Alright. Those who stay will look after Hiccup."

"Wow, I knew you hated me but this...This is an all time low."

"Hiccup please."

"No, I am so sick of tired of all the crap that you have put me through. I am done with all of your pathetic lies, my whole life I have never made one friend until a few days ago. I met someone who will never to do me that you did."

"HEY, stop fighting. I will give you guys a lunch break in a little bit, that's when you guys can do your talking and fighting. But I will not put up with anyone trying to hurt Hiccup." Alisa shouted above the arguing.

"I'm with you, Stoick!" Viking's shouted out, agreeing to go with their chief.

"That's more like it."

"Right, I'll pack my undies." Gobber said in a disturbing serious tone.

"No, I need you to stay and train some new recruits." Stoick said firmly.

"Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor sharp blades, lots of time to himself... what could possibly go wrong?" Gobber said sarcastically.

"What am I going to do with him, Gobber?"

"Put him in training with the others."

"No, I'm serious."

"So am I."

"He'd be killed before you let the first dragon out of its cage."

"Such great confidence you have in me, you don't even know what I am capable of."

"I just wanted to protect you." Stoick said in a sad voice.

"I don't need protecting, I can take care of myself...I have been doing it since mom died." After that comment, my father stopped talking and kept watching the movie.

"Oh, you don't know that."

"I do know that, actually."

"No, you don't.

"No, actually, I do."

"No, you don't!"

"Listen, you know what he's like. From the time he could crawl he's been... different. He doesn't listen, he has the attention span of a sparrow... I take him fishing and he goes hunting for... for trolls!" Stoick said.

"Ya know, trolls do exist. They always steal my socks but only the left ones." Gobber called out, making everyone laugh.

Trolls exist! They steal your socks. But only the left ones. What's with that?

"When I was a boy..."

"Not again, you tell this story all the time," Spitlout said, making everyone nod their heads.

"It's a good story, it just shows how tough vikings can be." Stoick said irritated.

"Oh, here we go."

"My father told me to bang my head against a rock, and I did it. I thought it was crazy, but I didn't question him. And you know what happened?"

"You got a headache?"

"That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking could do, Gobber. He could crush mountains, level forests, tame seas! Even as a boy, I knew what I was, what I had to become. Hiccup is not that boy."

"I might not be that boy, but I have been able to do something that none of you have been able to do."

"What could that possible be?" Snotlout asked.

"If you have seen this much, then it will show it." Hiccup said in a low voice.

"You can't stop him, Stoick. You can only prepare him. Look, I know it seems hopeless. But the truth is you won't always be around to protect him. He's going to get out there again. He's probably out there now."

Confirming Gobber's words, Hiccup walked deeper into the woods, holding some sort of map.

"Uggh, the gods hate me. Some people lose their knife or their mug. No, not me. I manage to lose an entire dragon." Hiccup WHACKS a low-hanging branch It SNAPS back at him hitting him in the face. He looks up to see a snapped tree trunk. His eyes follow it to a long trench of up-turned earth. He follows it to a downed, black dragon, its body and tail tangled in a bola. It appears dead. Hiccup approaches, beaming.

"OH my gods, you actually shot it down. Good job, you really are a viking." Stocik said to my, which made me sink further into my seat. I knew what was about to happen, they were going to see me set Toothless free.

"Oh wow. I did it. I did it. This fixes everything. Yes!" Hiccup strikes a victory pose, planting his foot on the fallen Night Fury."I have brought down this mighty beast!" The dragon shifts as Hiccup's foot touches him. "Whoa!" Hiccup springs back, terrified. He turns his blade on it. Rattled, Hiccup creeps along the length of the weak, wounded dragon, dagger poised to strike. As he reaches the head, Hiccup sees the Night Fury staring coldly at him, he tried to look away, but he's drawn back to its unnerving, unflinching stare. With the dragon safety tangled in the ropes, Hiccup jabs with his dagger, puffing himself up with false bravery. " I'm going to kill you, Dragon. I'm gonna cut out your heart and take it to my father. I'm a Viking."

Stoick's heart swelled with pride, his son was about to kill the most feared dragon. That's me boy, he is really going to prove himself now.

"I am a VIKING!" Hiccup raises the dagger, determined to prove his Viking- ness. The dragon's labored breathing breaks Hiccup's clenched concentration. He opens an eye, uncertainty leaking through. The dragon holds the stare. Something profound is exchanged. Finally, the Night Fury closes its eye and lowers its head, resigned to its fate. Hiccup tries to go through with it, holding the dagger aloft... fighting himself... until finally lowering it with a frustrated sigh. He looks over the dragon's chaffed rope wounds.

"I did this." Hiccup turns to leave but pauses and glances back at the dragon, chest heaving. Hiccup starts to cut the ropes that held down the dragon. The Night Fury's eye shot open as the ropes started to become loose. As the last rope falls free, the Night Fury suddenly pounced on Hiccup, pinning Hiccup down. The dragon's breath ruffles his hair. Hiccup opens his eyes to find the Night Fury's wolf-like stare boring into him. The dragon draws a deep breath, as though it's about to torch him, then lets out an ear-piercing scream instead. It turns and takes flight, flapping violently through the canopy of trees. It bashes against a nearby mountain side, recovers, and drops out of view some distance away. Winded, Hiccup struggles to his feet, staggers a few steps, collapses to his knees, and faints.

"HICCUP HORRENDOUS HADDOCK III" Stoick shouted, making me freeze in my seat.

"Before anything happens, we are going to take a lunch break. If you go though the back doors and make a left, you can go outside. There will be food on a table that you can eat." Alisa said.

Before anyone could move, I dashed out the doors. My heart pounded as I ran, I didn't dare stop until I reached the table full of strange food. "Oh gods, this is bad. Their going to kill me, no their going to send me away."

"HICCUP," Stoick yelled. "How dare you do that, how dare you release that dangerous beast?"

"He's a traitor to our village," someone said from behind us.

"He's a pathetic excuse for a viking." someone else yelled.

"At least I don't kill something for no reason. He looked at me and I seen myself in him. He was laying there helpless...kind of the way that you look at me all the way. I am going to change the way that vikings view dragons, I am not like you guys. You have told me that many of times, but at least I know the truth about dragons."

"That's rubbish, I say we find the dragon and kill it ourselves." Astrid spoke up, making everyone nod.

"I will not let you hurt him, I don't care if you kill me, I will don't let you near him."

(Sorry if this chapter kind of sucks, I didn't have much time to write it so I rushed through it.)