Author notes:

1)English is my second language. Forgive me for any mistake.

2)I don't own How to Train your dragon, obviously. I only own the plot for this story and the eventual OCs

3)Dragon language is going to be written "like this"

4)Thanks Takira S., Darkdagers, Comet Moon, akirisan, Toothless-the-nightfury, Genis Reigal – Element Star and Morgomir for your reviews. I hope you'll like this chapter as well.

5)Just remembering: This is a T rated story and it'll have blood and violence in some parts of it.


A week passed by and Stoic's frustration had only risen. Not only he had found several broken axes, but also, there was no way he could narrow down the list of suspects. Most of people didn't like Hiccup for one reason or another. For him the question was: who would hate him to the point of killing him?

The only good news for him was that Gobber had accepted his son as an apprentice. Currently, Stoic's best friend was teaching the basics of blacksmithing to Hiccup. Stoic truly hoped that his son would be good at this and earn some respect of the other vikings.

In the middle of the afternoon, Stoic went to Gobber's small 'workshop' to check on his son's progress and surprisingly, the boy hadn't blown anything up. Yet. Gobber made sure to not let him craft anything yet before he observed first how to craft and also about the different materials, combinations and so on.

When Gobber spotted his best friend he told Hiccup, who was on the other side of that place: "Go make the notes about the weapons and armors that need repairing today. And when you're finish, make an inventory of the amount of iron we still have."

The boy, who hadn't seen his father, just replied without turning his face: "Okay!" then he left to inside to do what he was told to.

"How is he doing so far?" Stoic asked curious when he got there.

"He's still quite down because his father wouldn't let him become a dragon killer just like him. But don't worry, he's still doing the basics and I wouldn't even dare to let him mess with anything sharp yet. He's quite clumsy, you know. But I have to admit he has a very good head for numbers and to create stuff. He even suggested me about doing a device that would throw stones attached to ropes to tie up dragons at distance."

Stoic couldn't help but to be quite amused by his son's imagination. He also agree with his best friend on that matter. "By the way, thanks for not letting him hear this. I have a favor to ask. You know that the arena has been repaired and that I can't just stop all of our traditions just because of what happened. I'll announce that the 'final exam' of those five boys is going to be tomorrow, so, Gobber, could you…" Stoic started only to be cut off by his best friend.

"Stay with Hiccup. I know." The man replied for the viking leader's amusement.

Stoic chuckled then replied: "You really can read me like a book. I'm afraid the person who tried to kill my son will try do something again today. So it's better for Hiccup to stay away from the arena as much as he can."

Gobber nodded and, with a grin on his face, he said: "I agree with you. But don't forget to tell me who's the lucky guy who's going to be chosen to kill a dragon."

"Sure. I just hope nothing bad will happen this time. I'm going to make the announcement now."

"Alright then. See you later, Stoic." Gobber answered.

The viking leader nodded then left to summon everyone to tell them that even though the culprit wasn't found, he wasn't going to stop all of the village's activities and that on the next day, the final trial for the five boys was going to happen.

Everyone was glad that their leader was the type of person who wouldn't abandon his duties for what had happened a week ago. They knew the man was preoccupied, but he managed to both keep his son safe and continue doing his duties while he still looked for the culprit. It wasn't an easy job.

On the next day, the arena was crowded once more as they expected to finally see which one of the boys would be considered the best of their generation. Stoic knew that Hiccup was safe and sound with Gobber, but he was still worried the culprit would try do something again, but this time Stoic kept holding his axe all the time.

Agmundr, Beigan, Faksi, Otkell and Ragni where back at the arena. They hoped nothing would interrupt their final match. "Man, I wonder what dragon, they're going to send us this time." said Otkell, who was a long black haired boy.

"Who knows. As long as we actually get to fight a dragon now, I don't care what species it will be." said Ragni, who was a short red-haired teenager.

The gate then opened and a big gronckle came out of it. It was really pissed off, after knowing the fate of that hideous zippleback. It wanted revenge and he was going to make sure to make those five humans in front of him pay for their audacity.

The match started with the gronckle charging against Beigan who quickly slammed his hammer against his shield to confuse the dragon. The others started to mimic what he was doing, making the dragon disoriented. But the creature didn't want to let the humans have the advantage over him, so it shot a fireball towards Beigan. Well, at least it tried to aim at him, but he missed it. That loud noisy was messing up with his senses and he hated it.

Agmundr then rushed towards the disoriented dragon and tried to hit it with his hammer and, with that, claim the honor of killing a dragon all by himself. However, the gronckle noticed that someone was running towards him and shot a fireball at his direction.

The biggest of the teens barely was able to protect himself with the shield. He was knocked back and parts of his body were slightly burned, but no serious damage. Beigan saw that the dragon was about to unleash another fireball at his friend and used this opportunity to pick up a rock and throw against the beast drawing its attention. "Over here, you big stupid beast!"

As soon as the dragon looked at his direction his shot another fireball, but the boy let go of his shield and jumped out of the way. The other kids also charged to attack the dragon, but they forgot to continue to slam their weapons against their shields.

With this, the gronckle recovered his senses and threw three consecutive fireballs at each of the three boys. Like what happened a few minutes ago, they managed to protect themselves, but the impact send them flying a few feet.

Beigan knew that gronckles could only fire six fireballs per day and he used that opportunity to pick up the shield once again and repeat to process to disorientate it. He got dangerously near of the creature to make the noise as horrible as possible for the dragon as he yelled to the others: "HEY! SOMEONE KNOCK DOWN THIS THING ALREADY! IT CAN'T BREATH FIRE ANYMORE FOR TODAY!"

Agmundr was the first one to get up on his feet and holding just his hammer he ran towards it and it hit it on the head with all his strength, but it wasn't enough to knock it down.

"Stupid humans! Just because I can't use my fire anymore, it doesn't mean I can't bite your heads off!" The dragon roared as he tried to bite the biggest boy there.

Beigan then dropped his shield once more and jumped over the dragon and while he rode it he hit the beast several times on the head with his weapon. 'I should have picked up an axe for this battle!' the boy cursed in his own mind as he continued with his assaults.

The dragon desperately tried to take the boy from it without any success. The boy was growing tired of holding himself on the dragon while he tried to do as much damage as possible.

"Come on, guys! I can't distract it forever!" Beigan yelled once more to his teammates.

The other four boys then ran towards the dragon and each one attacked it with their weapons. They all hit it on the head in order to knock it down as fast as possible. It was finally showing some success when they saw the gronckle bleeding.

The boy above the dragon noticed it and told them: "Hit on the parts it's already bleeding! We pierced its armor in those points!"

They did as they were told and surprisingly the dragon still tried to fight to the end. It refused to let the humans to take the advantage over him. But the constant attacks and the blood loss effects were finally kicking in and he finally fainted.

The five teenagers cheered with their victory alongside with everyone else who was watching the battle. But their victory cries didn't last long when the elder approached the metal bars and looked at the boys from above. "Silence. The elder is going to choose the champion to fight and kill a dragon by himself!" Stoic said making everyone else become quiet.

All the five teenagers quickly gathered in a horizontal line, so they could all see the village elder. She was a short and old lady. She was known for her vast wisdom to be able to judge the best candidate to kill a dragon, among other things.

"I've chosen the best warrior among you." She started. The elder had seen all of their fights and she finally decided the one to be granted the honor to kill a dragon by himself. She pointed to one of the boys and said: "It's you, Beigan."

"What? But I'm bigger and strongest!" Agmundr protested.

The elder then replied: "Yes, it's true. But a good viking isn't just made of strong muscles. Brains are important as well. But don't let it get to you, child. There'll be plenty of opportunities for you to improve yourself."

"Remember what I said about being bigger will just make the fall harder? There you go!" Beigan complemented with a grin.

Agmundr just scoffed at that commentary, but said nothing more. The other three boys congratulated Beigan for his achievement.

After that, when the boys were leaving the battling grounds to let some of the adults to fix the damages caused by the dragon and also to carry the beast back to it's cage. Beigan was greeted by both his father, mother and little sister.

"I'm so proud of you!" said his mother giving him a tight hug before letting the embarrassed boy go.

"That's my boy! You kept up with our family tradition of being the chosen to be the one to kill the dragon by yourself." Dufnall said patting proudly his son on the shoulder.

Astrid also hugged her big brother. She hoped she could be just like him when she grows up. Beigan smiled and hugged his little sister back. "Did you see me, sis?"

She nodded vigorously. She had always admired her big brother and found that fight quite cool. For some reason, she never doubted of him. She always thought that he would somehow get out on the top of the situation and he attended to her expectations.

"Son, I need to check on this arena and prepare it for your final round. As you should probably know by now, the final round is always a monstrous nightmare, I'll teach you everything about its attack patterns myself!" the man said.

The teen grinned in response. He couldn't wait to finally be able to get rid of a dragon all by himself.

End of chapter 7


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