Aaaand the next chapter! Two chapters in under an hour (bit of a record for me). This chapter is decidedly longer, and we get a glimpse into the mind of Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter.

Disclaimer: I still don't own HTTYD, and probably won't. Ever. (Just saying).

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::dragon speech::

The next few days, Hiccup spent all of his time with Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter, as she taught him exactly what it was to be of the People. He learnt about hunting, from both the ground and the air, flying, and about how to act around People. After a week he was flying as if he had done it all his life, and hunting was second nature to him. Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter told him proudly that she had never seen anyone take to being a dragon as quickly as he had. ::You have the soul of a dragon,:: she told him as they soared over the ocean. ::Had the Unholy God not chosen you, I am certain that you would have found your own way to change fate.::

::How am I supposed to change things?:: asked Sharp-Intake-of-Breath.

Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter shrugged a little, the movement difficult seeing as her wings were outstretched.

::That is up to you, Sharp-Intake-of-Breath. What would you like to change?::

Sharp-Intake-of-Breath frowned, thinking hard. What did he want to change about the world? Many things came to mind, but they all seemed to small, too trivial. There's not much I can do about Snotlout, seeing as if i put one foot in the village I'll be killed, so I may as well cross that off the list. He frowned, deep in thought. Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter let him ponder the question as they soared over the ocean.

It was late in the afternoon, and the sun was sinking ever-lower on the horizon, bright and vibrant and orange. It glinted off their scales, and Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter peered at Sharp-Intake-of-Breath out of the corner of her eye. Lightning People - Night Furies as they were called by the humans (and what ridiculous names they up with for the People, honestly,) were rare. Their dark scales and generally nocturnal behavior made it difficult for them to be found by day-dwelling dragons. They were often spoken about in stories - the humans that the Unholy God chose to be of the People. They were of great interest to the people, and their projects often changed the course of history in the most interesting ways. Dragons always wanted to get to know them, for they thought so differently to dragons. For all intents and purposes, they were humans living in dragon bodies.

She had felt when the Unholy God had chosen Sharp-Intake-Of-Breath. She had felt as his last breath left his human body, and the Unholy God forged a new body for his soul. Then, she had had to find him - and just you try finding a small black dragon in the dark. However, he was a quick learner, with a strange mind and a whole new way of thinking. He was interesting, she admitted, even for someone who had once been human.

In his first few days, Sharp-Intake-of-Breath had admitted to her that he had been something of an Outcast among his people. He looked so disheartened by it that she'd had to tell him the ones the Unholy God chose were always different.

The Unholy God chose you for a reason, she'd told him.

But I'm nothing special - I'm just me! he'd replied.

Clearly he disagrees. You are special, Sharp-Intake-Of-Breath. You are destined to change the world.

As they angled back towards Berk, he spotted a fishing ship several hundred meters out to sea, nets down over the side. A smile twitching the sides of his lips, (a decidedly human concept that Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter would never understand - honestly, why would you bare your teeth at someone as a gesture of pleasure?) he turned towards the island, pushing himself forward with his powerful wings so that he sped ahead of Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter. ::Where are you going?:: she asked.

::I've figured out what I'm changing,:: he called back, knowing that the wind would carry his cry to the weak ears of the humans on the boat. Sure enough, they jerked up and watched him coming with horror. Knowing that they wouldn't have any weapons that could reach him in the sky on board, he performed a couple of casual loops in the sky, before plummeting and watching with delight as the fish darted away from him and towards the net. He lifted back up, before doing the same on the other side of the boat. He then retreated to a safe distance and hung there in the air, watching as they eyed him warily whilst hauling up their catch. He grinned to himself as he heard their cries of delight, before swooping back down again, laughing internally at their cries of shock as he scared the fish towards their nets, before scooping up a couple for himself, even daring to perch on top of the mast for several seconds. Their moment of awe didn't last long, however, and after a second, the Vikings started to look like they were thinking of trying to catch him, and he took off, making a couple more loops before returning to Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter several hundred meters away, waiting patiently for him.

::That was quite the performance,:: she noted dryly. Sharp-Intake-of-Breath grinned at her, baring his teeth in a decidedly human act of happiness.

::So what is your project to change the world, then?:: asked Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter as they soared back to the clearing, landing lightly on the grass.

::Project; Stop-The-War,:: said Sharp-Intake-of-Breath with a grin. Blue-Scales-Ocean-Hunter nudged him gently, back towards the rocks that had become his bed.

::Well then, young hatchling,:: said Blue-Scales-Ocean Hunter, ::You had best be getting some sleep. You'll need a lot of energy for your project tomorrow.::

The name Hiccup refers to himself by is going to change a lot during this story as he gains nicknames/new names, as the way he thinks about himself changes. There isn't a dragonese word for 'hiccup', so he had to try and translate it as best as he could.

So yeah, Hiccup, Sharp-Intake-of-Breath, and later, Fen (spoilers), are all the same character. Just a heads up.

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