Truths

A/N:So I've had a year to think of this… and, well, much like my Gravity Falls story, I'm gonna be taking this in a whole new direction. Ever see the new footage for Final Fantasy XV? Or the Kingsglaive movie? Well, go and watch it. Cuz, it's a heavy influence on this story. My character, Ryan, is based off of one of the first trailers of Final Fantasy XV, back when it was called Final Fantasy Versus XIII, featuring Noctis being awesome! So, what kind of changes do I have in store for this story? Well, in a word, a lot. In a few words, more magic, more shipping, kings, queens, princes and princesses, airships!

Disclaimer: I don't own How to train your dragon, only Dreamworks and its affiliates, I only own my ideas for my story, and my OC's. Enjoy

Ryan 1st person PoV

"So… ok, I have no words for this," I said to Rachel. "I am a what?"

"You are a prince. In fact, you are the 37th prince to the immortal king, King Tiberius Nyx. The king of the Dragoon kingdom. He hid you when the war started to get out of hand, he felt that you were… safer, outside of Dragoon."

"Really?" I said, skeptically.

"Yes, you were suppose to be sent to Berk, so, I guess it all worked out in the end? But something went horribly, horribly wrong," she said, tearing up a little.

This threw me for a loop. I can usually read people like a book, it's a skill I picked up working for Drago, though, he's next to impossible to read. His emotions range from angry, to angrier, and angriest. He gets to satisfied once in a blue moon, but his default emotion is anger. Right now, in front of me, Rachel was showing genuine sorrow and sadness, it, it just made me pause.

Sighing, I say, "Ok. Say I believe you, which I don't by the way, start from the beginning. If you know who I am, tell me. Who am I?"

She looks up, sniffs a little, and wipes away a stray tear. "Like I said before, you are the 37th prince of King Tiberius of the Dragoon kingdom. He is the soul immortal body that governs the dragons, and people bonded to dragons, every person who is dragon bonded is an automatic citizen of his kingdom. But that's common knowledge. Everyone knows that, unless you've been hiding under a rock. Well, long story short, Drago finally gotten around to threatening his kingdom, until then, Dragoon only showed support in the most extreme of Drago's attacks, but about 6 years ago, he attacked several of King Tiberius' ambassadors, 10 people of the court, 3 of them were princes… They all died."

I knew all of this, but didn't say anything. Just a few weeks ago Gobber, he made it clear on my first day that 'Mr.' or 'sir' made him feel old. But, he did a lesson in history on the Dragoon army helping during the dragon war. King Tiberius sent out some ambassadors on a boat to the UN headquarters in New York, escorted by a war fleet. Drago himself attacked the fleet, taking out 3 of the 10 battleships in the first minute. Long story short, the battle only lasted 15 minutes, they came out of nowhere, and left without a trace. He only left one alive long enough to tell the king that Drago was responsible.

"Well," Rachel said, continuing her story. "You are the youngest of his sons and daughters, the first and last one to be born in over 200 years." I try not to be surprised, the king is actually immortal and was ruling for over 1000 years, but, it's kind of weird hearing it from someone who seems like they actually believe it. "So, when he declared war, he called all of the princes and princesses back to the royal city, Somnus. 3 months later, Drago attacked the city directly. 2 princes and 3 princess died, and the royal family was cut down to 29, 30 including the king.

"So, since you were only 10 at the time," a suddenly flash of… something, went over my eyes, and a slight headache formed. A memory… I think. "So, he raised a magical wall, a shield really, over Somnus, and took you to the states. There he would make a portal and send you to Stoick Haddock, general of the 37th battalion in the US army. The Dragon Rider division." More flashes, and I put up a hand to my head to try and steady my nerves. "Are you ok?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I reassured her. "Just… keep going. I need to know." That last one held a air of desperation to it. I actually needed to know.

"Ok. Ok…. Well, getting you to the States was easy, the king had a whole fleet of leisure airships to choose from. You landed in Texas, and the meeting was on point. We meat with the army, King Tiberius set up the portal and you were about to go through, but, then…"

"Drago," I whispered.

"Yes. I'm not gonna describe what happened, but, thinking quickly, the king wiped your memory and threw you into the portal, a split second before he had to defend himself."

And all of a sudden, I could remember.

I was in the air, on an airship, a corvette class cruiser, luxury. We touched down on a beach near Houston, Texas on one foggy morning. Things were going great, I was leaving the only family I ever known, getting thrusted into a new one, my brothers were dying around me, but hey, at least I met the president, right? Well, he managed to get away, the royal guard saw to that, the king, my father, ordered them to cover him until he got off site. My father opened the portal and before he threw me in he waved his hand over my face and everything went blank. Next thing I know I'm waking up in a field in Colorado Springs… Then the rest we all know.

Once I was done with my flashback, a very painful flashback, I say in a broken tone, "Why have you waited until now to tell me?"

"Because I couldn't be sure if it was you or not," She said. "I couldn't risk anyone knowing who I was either."

"How did you know?" I asked, rubbing my temples as the headache subsided.

"Well, it's gonna sound weird, but, I watched you…. A lot. And by a lot, I mean all the time," She looks away in shame, or embarrassment, and blushes. I must have blushed too, because it got a lot hotter all of a sudden. "And after watching you all this time, I felt your power. It's stronger, but I recognized it from that night."

"Wait, you were there?" I asked.

"Yes," she said, looking embarrassed once more. "I was there. There is one other thing I need to tell you, and, even though it doesn't really mean anything anymore, I'll feel better once it's out in the open, so-"

"Ok, just spit it out," I said, bracing for the worst.

"We… are engaged… or, was engaged. It was an arranged marriage. Doesn't really mean anything now, my kingdom is under Drago's control, and-"

"Ok, let me just stop you right there!" I say quickly. "First off… engaged? Really?"

"Arranged marriages are not uncommon among royalty," she says simply.

"Ok, duly noted," I said non-pulsed. "Next question, did we know each other? From before all this… crap. Did we like, love each other? I guess? Were we at least close?"

"Um… Yeah, I guess we were." She said, looking up at me for the first time since we started this conversation. "I wouldn't say we were in love, but, we did like each other." She pauses and pushes some hair behind her ear. " We first met when we were 8, and our parents, well, my parents. Your dad was single, and he signed the contract that will form a union between our families and kingdoms."

"Huh, neat. And when… when will have that contract have played out?" I asked.

"When we would have turned 18." She said.

"Huh." I said. "Ok," I continued. "How do you know that I am ready?"

"Well, I don't," She said. "But Drago's men are here. You need to be ready We don't have the luxury of being unprepared anymore." She paused and looked directly into my eyes with fierce determination. "Summon your armaments," she said.

"What?" I asked, completely taken by surprise.

"I need to know what you're made of, and, I need to check on something else. So, come on, whip the out."

"Like, in public?" I said in a half assed attempt at a joke. She just rolled her eyes and backed away a few paces. I sighed, and concentrated. I had a total of 5 weapons that I magically stored away, I guess you can say within me, but, their just away. So, in a flash of light, I brought them all out suspended in mid air, shiney and see through, with diamond like particles, slowly rotating around me. I had 3 bladed weapons, and 2 guns, a revolver, and a sawed off double barrel shotgun. The bladed weapons was a 5 foot long, 3 and a half foot wide broadsword, with a flat top and thick body, a spier with a dragon design curving around the pole and the 8 inch blade protruding from it's mouth, like a letal catacus that was depicted in paintings of the greek god Hermes. Finally a standard longsword, but instead of a regular guard, it looked like the sun. A circle with several points coming off of it, like child's drawing of the sun. Right now they're all glowing and see through, like the light coming through a diamond.

"That one," Rachel says, pointing to the sword with the sun guard.

I summoned it to my hand, it disappeared from the air and reappeared in my hand, the others faded out of existence and the diamond particles dissipated. The blade was tarnished silver, nicks and chips along the sharp part of it, and the design on the sun was faded and the once vibrant yellow color faded.

"What's so special about this one?" I asked.

"Because that's a royal arm," She said. "A sword passed down from king to king. There are weapons like these all over the world, dozens of them."

"Hmm… well, is there one that's, well, fresher? Because this looks like a breath will make it turn to dust."

She laughed and said, "Don't be so disrespectful. This sword came from my kingdom, the Upper Euro Kingdom. Norway, Sweden, Denmark, all the countries that make up the upper part of Europe. See those markings on the blunt end of the blade?"

I turned it over and examined them. I've always looked at them and wondered what they are, but it always looked like chicken scratch to me. And Drago isn't very big on light reading unless it's important to his cause. "Yeah, what about them?"

"Look closely," she said. "Anything seem interesting?"

I looked at them closer and noticed something. "Yeah,"I said. "The rest of the blade is tarnished, but the words are completely fine. Not a nick or a smudge on them."

"Good." She said. "Now, read them."

"But I don't understand them," I said looking at her.

"Their Norse runes, the language that the vikings used. Now, look closer, and read them."

Deciding to humor her, I did. I looked at them, and tried to clear my head. Then… it became clear in my head. The words were the same, but suddenly they had meaning, suddenly I could read them. "Good," I heard from far off. "Now, say them out loud."

I said something, in another language, Norse I guess, but it's like it had two meanings. The words I said outloud I could pronounce in that moment, but for some reason I knew I couldn't say the later unless I was holding the sword or studied Norse on my own. But in my head, I could say the translated version of it.

"Sunstroke!" I say in Norse. The blade shined like the sun, and as it did, the blade repaired itself. The tarnish lifted off the blade, the nicks became whole, and the design on the sun hilt fixed itself into a design of diagrams and warriors kneeling at a throne with a king on it.

Then, it was like time stopped. The world grew dark, and I felt a presents. A ghostly figure floated from somewhere behind me.

"Well, young prince, you are finally ready," he said in a deep, distorted voice. It had power, and hundreds of years of wisdom behind it. "I have had to wait for a long time to talk to you," he continued. "But I have patients. So, shall we begin?"

"Begin what?" I asked.

"To begin unlocking your true potential," he said simply. "We have a lot to talk about."

Few hours later, Hiccup 1st Person Pov

"You told them what!?" My dad said to me. He came home and was surprised, and very mad afterwards, when he saw the other teens interacting with Toothless. "I thought we said that we would keep him under wraps." My dad sighed and sat down behind his desk. "We searched the town, and yes, there was a small storm saturday morning, but it disappeared by mid day. Meaning that he left. Either to get reinforcements, or he sent his dragon away so he can watch us without giving away his position, either way, we need to be careful son."

I sighed and said, "I know dad, I'm sorry." We sat in silence for a while, the other teens are down stairs, Ryan disappeared for a while and then came back white as a ghost and locked himself in his room. Thinking of something to justify myself I say, "Well, it was only a matter of time before they would figure out that I had something to hide. The other kids dad," I clarify when he raised an eyebrow at me. "I figured the sooner they know, the sooner they know the danger and not blab to anyone else."

We're silent for a few more moments then he said, "I guess that can make a certain form of since. But the Thorston twins? Really Hiccup? Astrid was with you when you found him, and I can understand Freddy, and maybe Sam. But the twins are gonna be a problem."

"Honestly, I think Sam might be a bit of a problem too," I say.

"Why?" My dad asked.

"Well, he's a meathead, to put it lightly," I say a bit blunt. "Plus he use to date Astrid until this summer, he has a bit of a jealous streak. He might do something stupid."

"Hmm," My dad mused. "Alright, if he's anything like his father, Spitelout, or, David, as he was known before he got his nickname, I can see that happening… Ok, I'll go and talk to the twins and Freddie. You speak to Sam."

"What? Why do I have to talk to them?" I complained.

"Because the twins need a firmer hand, and because this is your mess. Talk to him, man to man, be firm, be blunt. He's family. Nothing is more important than that, son. Understand?" He looked me right in the eye, trying to pass on some fatherly knowledge that I might need to use later in life.

"Yes dad, I understand," I say as I get up.

He get's up too and says, "Good, son. Now, let's go and get this over with Henry. The sooner we put this to rest, the sooner we can get on with our lives."

We go down stairs into the living room and walk in front of everyone. My dad sighs and said, "Ok, Astrid, you already know about Toothless, so, you can go home. Everyone else, sit down and listen up. There are things you need to know. Things that can save our lives. Everybody understand?" They all nodded and Astrid got up. She came up to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Text me later," she says in my ear and goes out. A few moments later we hear the beat of wings as Stormfly comes to get her.

"Ok," my dad starts. "Toothless was shot down by a Skrill, ridden by one of Drago's men-"

As he starts to explain that he can't tell anybody about Toothless, he'll make sure their parents know, I catch Snotlout's eye and motion for him out of the room, and start walking. When I get to the stairs I know he's following me by the extra set of footsteps going up the stairs with me. We go into the room that I'm going to move into with toothless, and out to the balcony.

We stare out at the stars, the sun had set about an hour ago, and I sigh. I say, "Snotlout, why do you hate me?"

He looks at me and says, "I don't really know. Never really needed a reason, it's more like you just… exist, you know?"

"... Did… Did you just quote Harry Potter?" I ask.

"Uh, yeah, why?" He said.

" Uh… no, nothing. Never mind," I quickly said. "Look, you don't have to love me, you don't even have to like me, but we need to tolerate each other."

"Why?" he said, turning to look in my eyes. "Why would I ever want to tolerate such a useless, worthless piece of crap like you!?" He sighs, and closes his eyes. "But if you're so worthless, how did you get Astrid? How did you get a Night Fury?" He opens his eyes and says, "Ok, I'll try," he stresses the word 'try'. "Now why did you bring me up here? You could have said this crap in front of the others."

"Snotlout… Sam," I try again. "Some bad things are probably gonna happen. How soon they are gonna happen, all depends on you and the others." I lean forward and hold out my hand nonchalantly, and focus my magic and a flame, that turned purple after a second. "We need to band together, we need to get stronger, we need to make each other stronger." I close out my hand to extinguish the flame and turn to him. "You can't tell anyone about Toothless, I shouldn't have even told you guys about him, but, you guys just rub me the wrong way sometimes. You especially," I said pointing at his face. He rolls his eyes and moves my finger out of the way. "The only reason why Astrid knew is because she was with me when we found him, and Ryan is Ryan, so, that was about to happen no matter what. Look, the point is, you can't tell anybody, and I mean, ANYbody. My dad will handle your parents, but shit's about to go down. I need to know, are you with me?"

He looked away and sighed. "Well, if things are gonna be bad enough to make you cuss, then things are gonna be bad. So, yeah, I'm with you… as long as I can be leader!"

"Um, no," I said. "You being the leader will make us die. Horribly."

"That's debatable," he said. Then the beating of wings started up from the night and Hookfang came up from behind the house. "I won't tell anyone, so don't worry. I'm gonna go home and hope that the cable is ready now. So, see ya tomorrow." Hookfang did his name sake and hooked onto the side of the balcony, and he climbed onto the saddle and looked up at me. "Oh and one more thing, if you ever hurt Astrid… I won't have to do anything, because she'll kill you, I'll just shit on your grave. Bye!" Hookfang jumped off and flew into the night.

"Well," I said out loud. "That went well… I want that pudding now."

End chapter 10

A/N: So, this thing happened. And…. I'm gonna do a Fallout 4 live stream. Just head over to YouTube and search up The Adventurers Crew, and watch it. It'll be up by 3, so, see ya. Bigmike33321, out! *BOOP*