Alvin couldn't keep the smile off his face, he'd heard rumours of this magical ball long ago but he never dreamed it was true, how lucky he was to have the ball in his grasp.

He'd stayed up with it all night trying to figure it out, and now late in the night he finally understood what he really had...what power he held.

The White ball sat perfectly in the box it came in wrapped up like a new born baby, it was precious, if the rumours where true this magical ball held powers no human has ever seen, a power of a God. "You can tell me the future can't you?" He said a grin spreading across his face as he stared down at the silent Snow White ball.

He suddenly stood from his spot snatching the ball from its resting spot before leaving his hut and into the chilly winter air that hit him head on. His men stood around a fire in the middle of the arena. Loud growls filled the air from the cages as Alvin stepped up to his men who stared up at him with grins and fear. "Look what I got Alvin!" One man said standing from his spot on the ground holding up a small knife that held red rubies in the blade. It looked to be a kings knife but Alvin could careless about any of that he only thought of power of the ball he held, he didn't need his men with such power but he'd keep them anyway for now.

Without a second glance at the pathetic knife and man that held it he stood before his men a wide evil grin crossing his face as the morning sun begun to rise from the far distance. He held the ball up in the air. "This men is a treasure!" He laughed while his men's eyes widen at the site of the ball that looked exactly like a beautiful pearl.

"This will set our destiny, we will be number one, every Viking and dragon will bow before me!" His men cheered while others looked confused. "How can a pearl help Alvin rule the world?" A man asked another standing beside him who only shrugged with a chuckle. "Looks like he's gone off the deep end.." Before they could even laugh there throats where suddenly slashed making the men around gasp with horror and taking a step back from there two fallen comrades and friends.

"Anyone else want to join in on the joke?" Alvin spoke wiping the bloody blade on one of his men's clothing who didn't dare respond to the evil act, instead he stood staring at the ground eyes full of terror praying he wouldn't be next.

A booming laugh filled the air breaking the silence. Alvin stared down at the White ball and begun to rub it around his hands. "Who is the most powerful Viking of all?" He asked already knowing the answer to be himself but before he could prepare himself a image popped up of a small sorry excuse of a Viking boy with auburn hair.

His mouth fell open with surprise and anger. "WHAT!?" He shouted almost throwing the ball to the ground but caught himself, taking in deep long breaths he begun to rub the ball again. He had a feeling who the boy was but he couldn't place where he'd once seen him...or if he's seen him at all. "Where does the..." He paused pushing down his anger as much as possible before speaking the next words. "Most powerful Viking live?" Another image popped up and with that came a smile so deadly it would scare death himself away. "Berk..." He was about to put the ball away but before he could another image popped up of the small boy beside...a night fury.. "What...is this?" His smile grew even bigger then before.

"Men!" He suddenly shouted putting the White ball away. "To the ships...where headed to Berk!"

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I'm sorry for any MS words and the short chap...I hope this one was okay lol...