Hey, hey hey! Another chape for y'all. so sorry if this is mainly fluff...i kinda got stuck so...yeah. Enjoy!

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Wolf chapter

Sorry about that. I wrote this asuming people had seen RTTE but I'll keep that in mind for furtue chapters. Thanks for the input :)

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Here's another, hope it's ok

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Stoic walked through Berk, having just named a child for a family. The child was healthy and strong…so unlike his Hiccup had been, weak and small. He shook his head and sighed/huffed. That was all he could think of these days, Hiccup. Everything reminded him of his boy, it could be something as small as the forest colors or the empty house at night. He had shoved these thoughts away so he could lead his village but they were always there. A Viking ran past him, smiling, "Johann's here!"

Stoic looked down at the dock and saw the small trading ship, "So he is."

Most of Berk was standing at the docks, eager to trade. Stoic came up to Johann, whose smile fell upon seeing him. "I am sorry to hear about Hiccup, Stoic." Johann offered, having heard from other villages.

Stoic acted as if he didn't hear it, "What news do you have?"

"Nothing much. The Bog Burglars and the Murderous are at each other's throats again."

"When is that new?" Stoic asked.

Johann shrugged, "I must ask, have you seen anyone that is not from Berk around Berk lately?"

Stoic thought through the past the few months, "No, why?"

"I was only curious. I met a man named Night rider who paid with Berkian coin." Johann explained, producing the coins. "It's very likely they were traded with another village before making their way to him."

Stoic grabbed a coin and looked at it, it was indeed Berkian, before his head snapped back to Johann, "What was his name?"

"Night Rider."

Gobber had hobbled over, "What kind of name is that?"

Johann looked at Gobber with slightly widened eyes, indicating he was ready to tell a story, "Funny you should ask, it is very appropriate for what I saw."

"And what did you see Johann?" Stoic asked, patience beginning to were thin.

Johann answered, hushed, "He rode a dragon, black as night."

"A Night Fury?" Gobber laughed, "Johann, I think you've been on the mead."

Johann looked offended, "I have not! You don't think I wasn't startled at seeing it? I was below deck checking on some of my more valuable items when I hear this heavy thump on deck. Curious I poke my head up just to be met with the massive head of a rather scary, black as night, dragon!"

Stoic laid a hand on Johann's shoulder, "It's alright Johann, I'm giving ya the benefit of the doubt."

"Benefit of the doubt." Johann muttered under his breath while shaking his head.

Gobber pointed to the coin which Stoic had been examining, "So is that where ya got those?"

"Yes."

Stoic's eyes narrowed, "So this, Night Rider was it? Rides a Night Fury, and paid for what in Berkian coin?"

"That is where it is strange." Johann started, "You'd think for one riding the Unholy Offspring of Lightning and Death Itself would know where he was at."

"Johann-" Stoic said, wanting him to get to the point.

"He bought books, maps of the area."

Stoic stroked his beard, "Hm—what did he look like?"

Johann only shook his head, "If only I knew. He had armor and a mask on. I couldn't even see his eyes from the shadows."

Stoic nodded and smiled, "Thank you Johann."

He and Gobber walked away, Gobber hobbling and saying, "You don't believe him, do ya, Stoic?"

"I don't know quite what to think Gobber." Stoic admitted, "I mean, a man riding a dragon, a Night Fury no less."

"I agree, doesn't sound possible."

Stoic stopped, "But what if it is true? This man, Night Rider, could become a real threat."

Gobber nodded, "Well, from what Johann was saying Night Rider was a ways outside the archipelago."

"Gobber, that's the point. If he can ride a Night Fury then he could probably raise an army of dragons."

Gobber paled, understand what and who Stoic was referring to. "Well, for now there is nothing we can do but keep tabs with all the traders and what news they bring."

"I know Gobber, I know." Stoic said walking away.

The sun had fallen and Stoic sat in front of the crackling fire, staring at the sword Hiccup had made and mind wandering to a time long ago…a time when his boy had only been five.

Hiccup sat there, rigid, "It was scary. There was a dragon, it was huge and black as night!"

Stoic laughed, "Must have been a deer Hiccup."

"What? No! It was a dragon, dragon! Do you not hear me? It was a dragon!" Hiccup shouted.

"Hiccup, if it had truly been a dragon you would be dead now. It was probably just a deer." Stoic mused, what the imagination of a five-year-old can dream up.

"But daddy it was huge, as big as you, and pitch black!"

"Sounds like you dreamt up a Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself."

"You don't believe me." Hiccup pouted.

"I'm sorry Hiccup, but a Night Fury? No, I don't. As I said before, if it had truly been a dragon you would be dead. A dragon always goes for the kill. Finish eating and go to bed, it's getting late."

"Ok," Hiccup quickly finished eating, "Night daddy."

"Good night Hiccup."

He frowned, he knew that Hiccup was only imagining things but at the same time…his eyes drifted closed before he could think about it farther.

Hiccup closed the lid to the sack and hefted it up, smiling all the while. He left his house to see Toothless waiting patiently while Swiftwind was glaring at him then at Hiccup himself. "Hiccup, is this wise?"

"Swift, it's something I need to do, and want to do. We'll be alright." He put the lone sack on Toothless, "You're good holding down the Edge?"

"I'll be fine. It's our Halfling that we're worried about."

Hiccup set a hand on his snout, "Toothless will protect me, be back sometime."

"Just be safe." Firestorm said, nuzzling him.

Hiccup laughed, "Will do. Come on bud."

The duo took to the skies before Hiccup maneuvered to Toothless' back and opened his wings again, making the two a small blur retreating into the distance. Steelclasp looked at the now empty sky, "Were we right to let them go?"

Rockslide looked at her, "Have you met Hiccup?" He sighed, eyes sad, "Besides, maybe they'll learn why their kinds just, disappeared."

The first several hours were boring to say the least, the next couple of hours…were just as boring. They landed on an island for the night, both being incredibly exhausted. Hiccup awoke that morning to Toothless nuzzling him awake, he groaned, "What?"

Toothless jumped up and down, "Wake up you useless Halfling! We should be going already!"

Hiccup rolled over, draping a wing over himself to block out the light, "Just five more minutes."

Toothless snorted and shook his head, flipping Hiccup over again so his wing wasn't covering his face, "No, now! Come on, I already got us breakfast."

Hiccup cracked an eye open, looking at the fish before burring his head in his arms, "But we flew all day at fast speeds…what's wrong with a little more sleep?"

"Because once you start to sleep for too long it's almost impossible to wake you for the next twenty-four hours." Toothless deadpanned.

Hiccup groaned and heaved himself up, glaring at a certain reptile, before grabbing a fish. Toothless, much happier now, bounded over to where Hiccup sat and started a small fire, "Thanks bud." Hiccup's voice ground out with usual morning liveliness.

They left shortly thereafter, flying for several hours again before Toothless roared in happiness, "Hiccup! Land, and more than just an island."

Hiccup looked in the direction they were flying closely and saw it too, "About time."

Within the hour they landed in the foreign place. It was grassy, very few trees and the few that were there were sparse and frankly didn't look like they belonged. Hiccup looked about the lulling hills where nothing look to be, it was all quiet. "Where do you think we are?"

Hiccup shook his head, "I don't know." He pulled out a map from Johann, "Judging by this we should be in a place called, Ireland?"

"Never heard of it." Toothless huffed, a bit of his smoke hitting the paper.

Hiccup scratched his head, "Neither have I, bud. Let's fly in the clouds for a bit until we find a village."

And that's what they did, for the next two days. All they saw was the occasional goat or lone hut that looked to be abandoned. It was on their third day inward that they finally came across a village. It was small and looked only to be a farming community, probably only consisting of a few families. Landing in the small forested area Hiccup left Toothless and most of his supplies there. Toothless warbled unhappily, "I don't think you should go alone."

"You don't think I should go anywhere alone."

He huffed, "That's because you always find trouble."

"Hey, I don't go looking for it." Hiccup said with hands up, "I'll be fine. We've already scouted it, it's just a small farming community. I'll have my sword and shield, ok?"

Toothless sat, "Fine, but be back by night fall or I'll come looking for you."

"Ok, just don't get caught, alright?" Hiccup sighed as he walked out of the trees.

It wasn't far to the village, only about a quarter of a mile, and he made it there in good time. The village was small but busy, a few young children ran around chasing each other while the older girls fulfilled their household chores and the boys helped in the fields. Almost as soon as Hiccup set foot in the village heads turned. There was an awkward pause and silence between the two before an older man came forward, "Beannachtaí. D'fhéadfadh liom a iarraidh a bhfuil tú?"

"Uh…" Hiccup breathed, nervously. He hadn't thought of possible language barriers. "Scisne latine?"

The man nodded and smiled, "Yes, I do know some Latin."

Hiccup breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh good."

"I am Logan. Who are you stranger?"

"I'm Rider." Hiccup said politely.

The man nodded, "Welcome to our village. What brings you here?"

Hiccup shrugged, "Exploration."

"Exploration? This far north?"

Hiccup laughed, "I am from much farther north, this is actually very south for me."

"Ah," Logan said in understanding, "I did not think you from England or Rome."

"Why would you think I'm from there?" Hiccup asked, confused. He'd never think that Vikings would be mistaken for a Roman in a million years…even if he wasn't very Viking like.

"They are just the most common."

"Oh." Hiccup nodded.

A little girl ran up to Logan and spoke in a language Hiccup didn't know before he gestured to a house and she ran to it. Logan looked back to Hiccup, "How long will you be staying here?"

"I only came to get a few things, I'll be leaving before night fall."

"So soon? It is dangerous to travel at night, robbers and not to mention the Saxons."

"Saxons?" Hiccup asked.

Logon looked at him in surprise, "You must be from very far up north to not have heard about the Saxons."

"Yeah." Hiccup nodded, "Anyway I'll be fine. Where can I buy some bread?"

"Follow me, we have a local baker." They walked for a bit in silence before Logan said suddenly, "You have a nice sword."

Hiccup looked at it in surprise, "It's alright I suppose, could use some work though."

"Who is your master?"

"Master?" Hiccup asked, "I have no master."

Logan looked at him funny, "Really? How have you learned then?"

Hiccup shrugged, "My dad taught me some and I read a book but other than that I just kinda practiced on my own."

Logan nodded as they reached the small hut that was a bakery, "I see, well I wish you the best of luck."

"Uh—thanks." Hiccup bought some bread, having gotten tired of just fish or whatever else they could catch, and made his way back to the woods.

Toothless was half asleep, waiting for him, when he stretched his wings, "Finally you're back."

"I wasn't gone for that long." Hiccup frowned.

"Long enough, ready?"

Hiccup stored the bread and smiled, "Defiantly."

They took off in a flurry of wingbeats into the thick clouds above. The flight was nice, the air remarkably warmer than Berk's or even that of the Edge's. Toothless loving the warmer air even more than Hiccup. As the sun began to set they flew into more rugged country, cliffs and drop offs adorning the landscape. They found a cave in the side of one of the cliffs and settled into it for the night.

Morning came and both brothers woke with it. Leaving the supplies in the cave they took off into the air. Hiccup sped by Toothless who was gliding casually, "Come on Toothless!"

Toothless snorted and shook his head, "Can't you just fly for once?"

"I did…for most of the past several days. Come on, don't you want to play a bit?"

Toothless' eyes changed slightly and Hiccup grinned, knowing he won, and tilted himself up into the clouds. Toothless followed thereafter and shot by the smaller Halfling. They chased each other for another minute until they just glided into the upper atmosphere. Hiccup then folded his wings and plummeted back to earth. "Yeah!"

Toothless was there falling next to him, tongue out, before he pushed Hiccup lightly to make him spin. "You have too much fun with this."

Hiccup shrugged as he spread his wings again and glided, only a few hundred feet above the ground. They landed in the cave again and Hiccup pulled out the map. Toothless walked over, "Where are we now?"

"Uhm, looks like a place called, England…isn't that were Arthur was king?" Hiccup asked.

Toothless looked at the paper before his heavy breathing pushed it away, "I don't know, is that in Albion?"

Hiccup frowned at his brother, "Weren't you listening to Blair when she was telling us all this?"

Toothless looked upwards, suddenly finding the ceiling very interesting, "Maybe…"

"Really?" Hiccup asked.

Toothless huffed, "What!? I got bored, it's not like it was my species. And I wasn't even ten years old!"

"Yeah, you have the attention span of a sparrow." Hiccup teased.

A 'thwap' was heard when Toothless turned around, pretending to ignore Hiccup. Said Halfling rubbed the hit side of his head, "Useless dragon. Come on, we should probably get going again."

Toothless turned back around, still giving Hiccup a stink eye, "Fine, but do you even know where we're going or what you're looking for?"

"Sort of." Hiccup shrugged, "I think Blair said that Albion was renamed England after a little while…maybe I can find out more about my mom and about her kind."

Hiccup looked out at the vast landscape with a saddened and curious expression as Toothless nuzzled him and purred lightly, "We'll find something Hiccup."

Hiccup smiled, "Yeah, I hope so. It kinda kills me not knowing much about them…or even about you and why I've hundreds of Nightmares, Nadders, and even Razorwhips but the only Night Furies I've seen were you, dad and mom."

Toothless nodded, "I had asked them about that a few times, but they always said that I wasn't ready to know."

Hiccup looked up at Toothless, "Really? Why?"

His wings moved in a shrugging motion, "Don't know. I pestered them until the day they left to help the White King and they still wouldn't tell me. All they said was that it was my place in life to guard you."

"'Guard me'? Guard me from what?"

"Again they wouldn't tell me…I think they planned on telling me when they planned on taking you to your mom."

Hiccup huffed and frowned and thought aloud, "Well that's great…what were they trying to hide from us that's so terrible?"

Toothless flew wingtip to wingtip with Hiccup as they penetrated deeper into the heard of England. Though still far from its heart they were seeing more villages and denser forests, which was just fine with them. They were currently encamped in a very dense section of forest as no cave was available. Hiccup roasted a small rabbit which Toothless had caught while said dragon laid there in boredom.

Both dragons were fairly tired and were ready to call it a night when a heavy twig, it actually sounded more like a branch, cracked. Toothless' head shot up instantly while his ear plates stood straight up, twitching trying to identify the source of the sudden noise. A low rumble came from him, "Stay here Hiccup."

Hiccup set the rabbit down and nodded quietly, while also folding his wings into the leather. Toothless flapped up into the trees and disappeared into the quickly falling darkness effortlessly. Another slight rustling of leaves came from behind him along with feelings of excitement, anger, spite, and several other, rather negative, emotions. Hiccup jumped to his feet as something burst through the bushes and lunged at him.

Translations:

beannachtaí. D'fhéadfadh liom a iarraidh a bhfuil tú?-greetings. might i ask who you are?(Irish)
Scisne latine?-do you know latin?(Latin)

So i have bent time lines a bit, with the saxons and all but i needed something of interest to happen and that seemed to be as good as anything and it's only, like, 2 or 3 hundred years difference *shruggs* oh well.

On another note...PEOPLE I NEED HELP, LIKE SERIOUS HELP! I've gotten this far but i don't have many ideas for his 'trip around the word' (No it will not take 80 Days). I need suggestions, i'm pretty sure i could work almost anything in. If i don't get ideas this will probably be very short and i don't want it to be that short. so please, help a write in need :\