Warning: Spoilers from this point forward, read at your own excretion

He had to be dreaming, the chief of this village was already odd, though he clearly didn't have as much muscle as the rest of his people he was well toned, even he could tell but his lanky figure was in itself a little odd, he hasn't pressed for information and his name is Hiccup, but that isn't what bothered him the most about this strange man and his village, it was the fact that there truly was no slaves. The boy carefully looked around as the chief walked him through the village towards what he called "The great hall".

"I am telling you, you'll fit in well here, there are a few kids around your age and..."
The boy had tuned the chief out, for his search for slaves quickly turned his fastionstion to...the dragons. Every where he looked they interacted with the villagers, nudging them for attention or being fed a fish or two as they walked past and the boy couldn't believe it.

'There are so many and...they aren't attacking any one. The only dragon I have ever known not attack some one when given the chance was...'

"And here we are! The great hall!"

Hiccups abrupt yell shook the boy out of his thoughts as he looked ahead he realized he was in front of a large set of stone stairs and at the top was a large set pair of doors that looked big enough for even the gods themselves to enter if they so wished.

'pff that is probably the point, people and their worshipping of their gods who themselves can't even come to know peace, just struggle for power and dominance.'

Then he seen it, above the doors of this "great hall" carved into the surface of the mountain he now noticed the hall to reside in, was a large statue of a man, large for sure and clearly detailed designed by a master architect, for the detail was outstanding, surely this must be some god of sort that he was not aware of, he tried to remember one of the few times Bubbles was able to take him to the community hall back on Drake head Isle and the few things they taught even theslaves. Unbeknownst to him,Hiccup had noticed him staring and spoke up first.

"My father."

His voice was sorrowful but at the same time, proud.

"Oh...I..uh..."

"It's ok. It happened a few years ago, I don't like to talk about it much but...he was a good man, chief and...father.

Even the boy could tell just how sensitive the topic must be for him, even though the boy has never had a father he could hear the sadness, the pride, the hurt, the hesitation, but mostly...the loneliness in his voice.

"I...I'm sorr..."
"Now, what are we waiting for, I am sure every one is dying to meet you!"

Walking quickly up the flight of stairs as if trying to escape the conversation, the boy found himself helplessly dragged along as he tried to keep up with the chief and couldn't help but wonder if his speed was from his lanky figure but as they passed through the massive doors of berks Great Hall all thoughts quickly dissipated as he stared in awe at the magnificent structure, hanging from the ceiling was a golden dragon with a sword impaled into its midsection reflecting the light off the large fireplace at the centre of an oval table of some sort, with the fire deeper into the ground many people sat around drinking and singing. Along the left side of the hall many villagers danced away to music either celebrating or just being drunk, probably both. Behind them, on the wall, hung paintings of fathers and their children, at a quick glance it didn't look like anything special but when the boy seen the last painting he had to stop and take a double take for he could clearly tell, though much different in size, the father in the painting and the statue outside were the same, which meant the small child beside him was...Hiccup.

Hiccup and the boy continued to walk through the hall as the many people around them danced and drank, they neared a long table at the end of the hall, the boy made a mental note to avoidthe right side of the hall as that is where the many tables were that were all occupied by drunk men and women who, from his experience, were no good to be around in that state. Quickly bringing his attention back to where he was being led he noted a small group of people at this table, despite how large it clearly was. At the head of the table, beside an empty chair, sat a beautiful blond women, hair tied in a braid and hanging over her shoulder, a fur hood covering her metal shoulder pads, being held on by a metal ring with two small metal skulls flanking both sides of the metal and wearing a blood red shirt. To her right sat two more blonds, the first with a spiky helmet, her hair split in half over her shoulders and braided half way down, the blond next to her had a similar helmet but with thicker horns off the side and his hair braided in a unique way called corn rows, if the boy remembered correctly. The last blond on that side was a rather large man with short hair a helmet that had...small wings on top?

'Odd...that kind of looks like those small wings on a Gronkles head?'

As if reading his mind a Gronkle lazily flew over to the man, nudging him for attention, which the man gladly gave, before returning to...well the boy couldn't tell there were just too many people blocking his view. They reached the table and the boy stood still as every one stopped talking and looked over at him as Hiccup stood beside him with a giant smile on his face, the boy took the awkward silence as an opportunity to take a look at the others at the table, just to the left of the empty chair sat a large bold man with a large moustache that was...braided on the sides?

'What is the point of that? It is just silly...then again Bubbles did have that pony tail...'

The women next to him had auburn hair much like Hiccup but was very long, pulled into a pony tail then separated into corn rows the rest of the way and wearing a hood much like the blonds, just without the skulls and a brown dress or shirt of some kind, he couldn't tell as it was hard to see over the table for a ten year old like himself. The last man at the table had black hair about medium length, by which it was longer then the large blond mans but shorter then any one else, his helmet was simple but sported two curled horns on either side and he wore a wolf pelt around his shoulders like some kind of cape, It was then the boy noticed something odd, there was a large black rock behind the empty chair.

' huh I wonder why that is there?'

"Hey guys, this is...well he doesn't really have a name."

Hiccup seemed to be addressing the group at the table.

"pff what kind of person doesn't have a name?"
"Well maybe he just doesn't want to tell us, I wouldn't want to either if I was surrounded by people I didn't know."

"ya but you are still afraid of the dark Fishlegs."

"Well he isn't having my name"

The blond man with corn rows was immediately hit over the head by, who the boy guessed was, his twin sister.

"He can't take your name moron...can he?

"Well if he wants mine he will have to fight the mighty Snotlout for it."

Snotlout started flexing his arms as all the women at the table rolled their eyes at him.

"That's enough guys, let Hiccup talk."
"Oh you are just saying that because you're married to him Astrid."
"hehehe ya, married!"

"Ruffnut, Tuffnut, that will be enough from you two, I am sure both of you will find some one, one day to marry and you won't be making so many jokes."
"Yes Mrs Haddock."

"Yes Mrs Haddock."

The eldest women at the table smirk at the twins willingness or fear to listen to her, either way being able to control these two always put a smile on her face when even her son couldn't convince them to settle down and she knew her darling daughter in law always appreciated it.

"Give the kids a break eh Valka, I know the lass 'preciates the thought but if they don't get it outa their systems now teh entire village is going to feel it sooner or later."

"Well I could always use the target practice Gobber, Hiccup has had me helping out the village lately and I would just hate to see the work my husband and I put into it go to waste, right guys?"

The blond at the head of the table sounded confident with just the slightest hint of irritation on her voice and she just casually threaten the twins but that wasn't what the boy was thinking about now because he just found the blacksmith, Gobber.

"um...excuse me?"

The boys voice was quiet and barely heard but with the foreign voice joining the conversation every one snapped their heads to look at the young ten year old at the end of the table in between the now dubbed Fishlegs and Snotlout.

'oh dear...well here goes nothing.'

The boy took a deep breath and began again after slowly letting it out.

"You uh...you are gobber...right? The blacksmith?"
"Aye, that be me and who might ye be child?"

The entire group sat and watched with rapt attention as Hiccup quietly walked around the table to take his seat at the head, beside Astrid and in front of the strange black rock.

'If any one will know where I am from and how far, it would be Gobber. If he knows of Bubbles then I will return as I should...but if he doesn't then...'

He didn't think about it long, anxious to put his idea to action.

"I don't have a name sir and I was wondering umm..."

Gobber waited for a moment, eager to hear what the young boy had to say as he clearly hesitated with the entire group staring at him with their utmost attention.

"DoyouknowamannamedBubblesheisablacksmithandmymasterandifsoImustreturntohimrightaway!"

Every one stared at him dumb struck, no one understood what he had just said, no one but one experienced mother, well to a point. Valka laughed as the rest clearly couldn't understand the nervous child but since Hiccup had the ability to speak even in his early years when no other childcould or should have been able to, she had some practice with deciphering his babble, even still she wanted him to tell the others what he had just said himself.

"I am sorry about that little one but it seems like no one really caught what you said, could you repeat it for us?"

Her voice was soft and comforting, the boy couldn't help but relax when she spoke to him.

"sorry uh, Gobber...do...do you know a man named Bubbles? He was a blacksmith from my island and my master, if you do then I should return to him immediately before he becomes too angered at my absence."

Every one was once again silent, Valka and Astrid were taken back with the boy admitting he was a slave, even if it wasn't said out right, no one simply calls some one "master". Gobber found himself furious, not at the boy but at what he had almost certainly been through, he had seen Hiccup go through a lot but wasn't able to help and Hel have his soul if he wasn't going to help this boy. As usual the twins had no idea what was going on, Snotlout didn't care so much, he figured the boy wasn't on his island anymore so there was nothing to worry about and Fishlegs...well if Gobber was furious then he was in a blood frenzy, he remembered in great painful detail watching as the others picked on Hiccup, the many times Snotlout had beat and broken him and the thought of any one else having to go through something like that again, maybe even worst, well he simply would not have it. He smashed his fist off the table in his anger startling the entire group as they all looked at him with weary eyes and favour on their sides that he didn't break the table and send their dinners all over the floor. Finally Gobber answered the now slightly scared boy, more calm himself after seeing the effect Fishlegs had on the boy.

"Nay, I do not know the name lad and even if I did I would not be sendin you back to dat place."

The boy didn't know how to react, Gobber clearly didn't intend any harm to him judging by the way he sat but his voice was lined with anger and...regret?

"Neither would I."

Every one looked towards Hiccup who had such a fire in his eyes the boy scarcely believed he was the same man he met in Gothi's hut. Hiccup sent Fishlegs a firm nod 'causing the blond man to become less tense and let out a breath, whatever relationship they had it was clear they understood each other greatly.

"Berk would be more then happy to welcome you here, this Drake Head Isle you mentioned before will just have to go on without you but I refuse to send you to a place that treats others so poorly, as if they weren't even humans or as if you weren't one of them."

Immediately every one around the table looked down sorrowfully but the boy didn't noticed, he was too entranced by the great green fire behind Hiccup's eyes, it was as if the entire world could fall beneath his gaze and it would take him no effort at all, furry, pain, loss, and so much more, as if every emotion you could ever feel was right there blazing away in his eyes...and he couldn't look away. Astrid reached over and placed her had on her husbands, she knew how he could get since Stoics death, he had a determination that went unmatched by any one, even Snotlout would back down under his gaze when he was like this, she knew he had forgiven them, Snot for beating and torturing him, the twins for cheering and joining in the "fun", her for ignoring him and Fishlegs for never helping even if he wanted to out of fear but she also knew, much like the one on his chin, the deepest of cuts can be healed but even the smallest of them can leave a scar and this was his. As he felt his lovely wife's hand touch his he slowly relaxed and his gaze relented when the boy spoke up again, shocking the entire group again.

"Why?"

He didn't mean to say it out loud, but when he found himself able to speak again he couldn't contain it, why had these strangers reacted this way? Why would they not send me back? Why would they except me? Why would they...care?

"Because it's the right thing."

This time it was Astrid who spoke up, she had taken to Hiccups saying before she knew it and found it to be more then suitable for this situation, she knew Hiccup would sooner go to war for something that was right then let such a wrong go unopposed.

"My place was just finished, I have more then enough room for him chief."

and suddenly, as if the words Astrid spoke were the ones every one were waiting for the entire group got serious.

"That is a kind offer Fishlegs, if you don't mind I think that would be perfect."

"I have some free time at the academy, I can help him with that Nadder, chief."

The way she had said chief sounded like she was flirting, of course only the elders of the group really caught it, well so did Hiccup but he wasn't going to give in to her so easily, the boy was a little distracted on the other hand.

'Nadder? What Nadder?'

"That is an excellent idea Astrid, I am sure that would help him a lot!"

"Ha, Hookfang and I can show him how it's really done!"

"In your dreams 'lout! Stormfly and I can fly circles around you!"

"Uhh are you guys forgetting about barf and belch?

"Ya! Wait...who is barf and belch?"
"Our dragons, numbskull!"

Once again the twins were hitting each other while Fishlegs and Hiccup were talking out details about the boys stay while Astrid and Snotlout argued about who has the faster dragon and the elders of the group sat and laughed at the rambunctious young adults in front of them, all while one boy stood there, confused and baffled by many things, the strange people in front of him, the odd village who lived along side dragons and most of all by one unexplained detail that some how felt important to him.

"What Nadder?"

*Authers note*

Hey, so I got really into this chapter and kind of made it so you will have to wait a bit longer until you know the boys name...sorry. I also didn't add the children as I had originally planned! In fact...this entire chapter just kind of...wrote itself, I basically just threw away what I wanted to wright for this and completely replaced it with this in hopes I would get the original crew from How To Train Your Dragons right. Shout out to my first to followers and reviewers Gordon519 and tatjana1d, I really appreciate the review and knowing that you are interested in the story by following it! I hope you and every one else continues to enjoy the story. Now then, tell me how well I did with the characters? Mind you I am doing with from a ten year old's point of view but I really hope I got every one right, or at least how they might be two years after...Drago. Also, feel free on what you want to see in the story and what kind of situations you want to see the main character in, I will be more then happy to add it where I can and if it extends the story a little more then hey! Why not? As Usual I DO NOT own the How To Train Your Dragon universe or any characters save for my own original ones...who I have still yet to tell you the names of...I am sorry, it is just happening like this ok, I will change it soon I swear.