How To Train Your Dragon
The New Life For A Hiccup (Reuploaded)

Chapter 7- New Girl

The Night Fury was worried sick. Hiccup had been unconscious for a long time now. How long, Toothless didn't know. When you're a dragon, time doesn't matter.

That Viking leader, Hairke, (Though somewhat tough) was by far the kindest chief Toothless had ever faced, and he had faced a lot of chiefs in his day. Sure, he probably wasn't Osvald the Agreeable kind (Yes, Toothless had faced that Berserker), but he was pretty close.

With Alvis sitting on his back (One of the Vikings was smart enough to figure out that Toothless was not going to just leave the baby back there), Toothless followed the Vikings into their village.

It didn't look any different than other villages he had seen during dragon raids, but most of the locals were pretty shocked to see a dragon, a Night Fury no less, wearing a saddle, following the chief.

The only person who didn't look surprised was this little old lady with a long staff (Toothless guessed she was the village elder), like she was expecting something like this to happen eventually.

Toothless followed Hairke to one of the homes where the village healer lived. Although, no matter how much he growled and tried to force his way in, Toothless wasn't allowed inside.

So he countered by laying in front of the door and making sure no one, no one, else went in while Hiccup was there.

'We're not staying long,' Toothless continued to growl to himself. 'As soon as Hiccup is well enough to get around on his own, I am taking him and the hatchling and getting us the HELL out of here!'

Toothless tilted his ear towards the house. He could make out Hairke's voice and the healer's voice, and the sound of shuffling. He could just barely hear Hiccup mumble in his sleep from time to time.

'This is all my fault,' Toothless thought, guilty. 'I should have been paying more attention to our surroundings. I should have done something to warn Hiccup. If I had just been a little more cautious, then Hiccup wouldn't have gotten hurt.'

Toothless nuzzled baby Alvis, who was sitting right next to him, making the child giggle. Toothless may not have had a choice in the matter of leaving Hiccup in the care of these strangers, but he was not leaving Alvis alone with them.

"A daddy dragon, huh?" said a voice.

'Oh no,' Toothless groaned. 'Not again.'

Toothless lifted his head from Alvis to see a teenage girl staring at him.

She was pretty, Toothless guessed. At least she was prettier than more of the Viking women he had seen in the past. She had tangled brown hair that was cut just above her shoulders. She was easily taller than Hiccup, but only by about two-in-a-half inches. She was small, but she was strong, Toothless could tell. She wore a simple pair of black pants, a simple blue, short-sleeved shirt, a black, long sleeved fur coat, even though it was summer, and brown boots. She had a bow and quiver of arrows slung over her shoulder, and a big bag in one of her hands. She looked like a simpleton, but also dangerous.

But that's not what bothered Toothless. What bothered him were her eyes. She had dark brown eyes. No, they were a serious dark shade of brown, almost black. It unnerved Toothless very much.

He sniffed at her. She didn't seem to mean any harm.

But he wasn't taking any chances. The Night Fury growled and bared his teeth at the girl, hoping she'd be smart and get lost.

But she was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid, because she started to advance. Slowly, like Hairke, but she was still moving towards him.

Toothless covered Alvis with his wing as the baby babbled in confusion.

The girl then dropped her arrows to the ground.

Toothless stared at her.

Okay, so she was brave. Similar to his and Hiccup's first meaning, the girl kicked her arrows aside, showing Toothless that she meant no harm.

Toothless toned down the glare and gave her the cute look he gave Hiccup when he threw his knife to the side.

She chuckled and grinned at Toothless. Then she carefully dragged the bag she had over. Toothless studied her movements carefully.

"I figured you'd be hungry, so I brought you something to eat." Then she turned the bag over on it's side and fish came pouring out.

Toothless gave her a weird look.

"Hey, waiting for an answer when someone who's close to me is hurt always make be beyond hungry," She said. "'Course, that's a little backwards since most people can't think of eating when someone they care about is hurt... Oh, never mind. Just eat."

'This girl can't make up her mind,' Toothless mumbled. But he slowly scooted over to the bag, sniffing it cautiously.

"The fishermen had a bunch of fish left over, so I figured I'd give them to you. Nothing special, really."

Toothless looked over at her.

"My name is Alta. Pleased to meet you. What are you staring at?"

Toothless just started to eat.

Alta smirked. "So you're the dragon everyone's fussing about? Cool! No one's ever seen a Night Fury before."

'What's with this girl?' Toothless wondered as he chewed on a cod fish. 'She talks too much, and she's unafraid. When Hiccup first met me, he was petrified.'

"I managed to eavesdrop on Dad and the healer's conversation from the window on the other side of the house," Alta said. "You friend is gonna be okay, but he has a concussion and an injury in his chest."

'I noticed,' Toothless growled in relief. 'But at least he's going to be alright.'

While Toothless was eating, Alta, taking something out of her coats, moved in toward Alvis.

Toothless growled loudly and tightened his wing around the baby. Alta pulled out the thing she was taking out.

A baby bottle.

Toothless gave her a look of confusion. He'd never seen a baby bottle before.

"Oh, come on!" Alta pushed. "They baby must be starving! And not that I think about it, why isn't he being checked out by the healer too?"

'I am barely tolerating him to take care of Hiccup! Give me a break!' Toothless quite literally barked.

Alta mimicked Toothless's speech, making weird barking noises similar to his.

'Oh, REAL mature,' Toothless rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Who ever said I was mature?" Alta asked, only guessing what Toothless wanted to say.

"ALTA!" Someone roared. Both Toothless and Alta jumped in surprise. Alta dropped the bottle.

It was the blond Viking from earlier, the one Toothless knocked over. Next to him was another Viking, a boy about Alta's age. They both had just appeared from out of nowhere (Which was uncharacteristic for Vikings), now standing just barely ten feet away from them. The blond's facial expression was hard to read. It was a mix of anger, shock and concern.

"Alta, don't move," he said. "Stand still."

"Why?" Alta asked, like she wasn't three feet from a dragon.

"Alta, just stand still, before that thing kills you," said the boy.

'I'm not a THING,' Toothless growled.

"Logo, Ruoy, he's nice," Alta said, pronouncing 'Ruoy' as 'Roy'.

"It's a dragon!" The boy, who must have been Ruoy, yelled, making Toothless apprehensive. "You know that dragons are vicious killers! They're always trying to kill us. They used their razor sharp teeth to rip us apart limb by limb! Do you want to experience that yourself?!"

Toothless glared at him. 'I kill you because I HAVE too! Don't make me do it now!'

Ruoy's little story was obviously meant to scare Alta into cooperating, but she did not look even the tiniest bit concerned. "Aw, shut up, Ruoy. You need to stop listening to those stupid stories from the other villagers. They're influencing you a little too much."

'I'm already liking this girl more and more.' Toothless purred happily.

"See?!" Alta gestured to Toothless's purring.

"Alta, your father is right inside," Logo threatened. "Don't make me go get him."

"Or what?!" Alta demanded. "He'll ground me for another month?!"

"What is wrong with you!?" Ruoy yelled. "You never listen, you have the attention span of a squirrel... You and your father will go on a fishing trip, and you go looking for trolls!"

"Trolls exist!" Logo shouted. "They steal your socks!" Then he muttered, "But only the left ones."

"Yeah, what's up with that?" Alta asked.

"Don't confuse the subject!" Ruoy yelled loudly. "Just. Get. Away. From. That. DRAGON!"

"Go jump in a ditch!" Alta yelled, equally as loudly. "You're not the boss of me!"

"If that thing eats you-"

"He is not a thing!"

"-Don't come cryin' to me, you useless girl!"

"If he does eat me," Alta said. "Than I hope I come back as a ghost, so I can haunt you for the rest of your life, you big..." Alta began yelling a rainbow of curses at Ruoy.

Logo was already heading toward Alta to just pull her away. But Alta pulled back, and walked point-blank over to Toothless.

"May I please have the baby for a few minutes?" She asked calmly. "He's probably very hungry and you don't have any hands to hold the bottle to feed him yourself."

Alvis babbled again in his little baby language, probably something like, 'Yes! Feed me!' His tiny tummy growled.

Once again, Toothless realized that he had no choice. Alta had a good point. And besides, Toothless figured that trusting her was less dangerous than trusting some of the other people around here.

In the end, Toothless moved out of her way, and Alta picked Alvis up, and put the bottle in his mouth.

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Alta is my new Oc in the story. She's gonna play a more important part in the story, while other Oc's are just there to help move the story along.

Okay, last chapter to be uploaded until tomarrow.