Author's note: Thank you all for the amazing love and support to this AU And a massive thank you to the fellow members of the Toothcup discord, who keep seeing my new prompts and other things and my usual thank you to my beta Jjosiah98 for listening to my ideas x). And sadly we're nearing the end of this AU. But you will still see me writing to this fandom, as I'll be doing the specials and the shows, and the HTTYD2 and THW but with a twist. Oh and "Italics" is Fannar (Toothless) and the other dragons are talking towards Hiccup.

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Trigger Warnings: Mentions of genocide, slavery and death(s) and cannibalism

Toothcup

It's been two days since Hiccup mated with Fannar. Not much had really changed aside from the one small detail that occupied his shoulder. The bite he had gotten from Fannar had healed very quickly, something he assumed was thanks to the Night Fury saliva the mark was lathered in afterwards, and was now scarred over in the shape of Fannar's teeth. This could be a problem if someone were to see it since there had never been any incident where he got bitten there, plus it looked nothing like a bite mark from the common dragons. Thankfully, Hiccup knew how to knit, and was able to cover the mark by stitching collars on his long-sleeved tunics that kept his neck hidden.

After double checking that his handiwork wasn't going to come undone, he did his hair up in a side ponytail and left his room, heading for the front door. Though before he got there, Stoick called him from the table.

"Son, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the forest to see if any of the herbs and berries are ready to be picked. Why?"

"Dragon Training is cancelled for the next two months. I need time to arrange the funerals of the fallen warriors we lost on the Nest Hunt."

"Am I going to be cooking?"

"No, You'll be doing your job as the Vǫlva."

"So I'll be sending the souls to Valhalla?"

"Yes."

Hiccup nodded in acceptance and acknowledgement as he left the house, grabbing his bag by the door and heading off into the forest.

Toothcup

Unlike what he told his father, Hiccup did not go into the forest to pick herbs and berries. Instead, he went straight to the cove to spend more time with his new mate. After allowing Toothless to check him over, they got the saddle and harness on before taking off and once more ruling the skies. Now that they could fly in sync, they did more fun and risky maneuvers to test their limits. Eventually, they caught lunch and went to the sea stack they had stayed at before, where they first became mates.

"This war cannot go on. We've lost so many people hunting for the Dragon Nest, and you've lost even more dragons when they come to attack the village." Hiccup said as he rested against Fannar's side.

"I wish this war could end too."

It only took a moment and Hiccup looked at Fannar and asked; "You can talk to me?!"

"I always could. The difference now is that you can understand me."

Hiccup eyes widened even more. "What's your name?" Hiccup asked. "Since I can understand you now."

"My name is Fannar."

"What does it mean?"

"Snow Drift, but sometimes king. My family line is the rightful rulers of the Dragons. Well, we were."

"What happened to them?"

"The whole clan was killed by a Dragon known as Seadragonus Giganticus Maximus. That son of a bitch killed them all and forced the other dragons to hunt food. And for some reason it wanted to keep me alive."

"Do you know why this dragon would want to keep you alive?"

"I don't know, but the moment I was old enough to fly on my own, the dragon forced me to become its slave. At least until you shot me down. And after you first touched me, I could feel your emotions."

"T-there is something else too. I can tell."

"Yes, there is a prophecy that was passed down from my clan. The legend said a human born with a dragon soul will unite humans and dragons alongside the true alpha of the dragons, and only with them working together will peace be restored. Hiccup, I'm the True Alpha and you're the human with a dragon's soul. And as of a few days ago, my mate."

"What kind of mate am I, and how does it work?"

"Well, you're considered a submissive, within our race there is no set gender of the submissive. For example, if the female is the dominant mate, the male submissive is given the job of being their 'mother' while the female dominant is hunting for food to feed their young. And all the females and males of my clan had knots. My clan mates for life, however, if the submissive dies the dominant mate lives but is unable to have a new mate. If the dominant mate dies so does the submissive as the submissive cannot live without the dominant."

"Can you live forever?"

"I think so, and since we've bonded you will as well. Though I'm not sure when you'd stop ageing."

"Tooth- I mean, Fannar, does that make you the rightful Alpha of the dragons?"

"It does, and once we beat the Seadragonus Giganticus Maximus you'll be my queen."

"Thank you for telling me Fannar."

"You're welcome. Now, what do you say about taking another flight."

"I'm glad you asked."

The two mates then flew around Berk, not knowing in Hiccup's womb a life was forming within. Hiccup's mind was full of love of his now dominant mate but also with anger at the "alpha/queen" of the dragons, who had started the war between humans and dragons.

Toothcup

Two months have passed since the heavy talk of the two mates (and the funerals of the fallen warriors), but their love was stronger than ever. However, Hiccup was forced to attend the final of dragon training and wearing his official Vǫlva dress, which was a pure white dress with beautiful golden stitches surrounding the waist and collar, while on his feet were a pair of leather sandals with dried up flowers surrounding base. He was holding a beautifully decorated wand.

"Attention!" Stoick shouted from his throne. "Today is the final of the dragon training, only two people can be chosen by our elder and our Vǫlva will use their magic to heal and ask the spirits to guide the chosen."

Snotlout and Astrid then entered the arena. Once the two teens were in the ring, Gobber released the Gronckle.

"Stay out of my way! I'm winning this thing." Astrid rudely said to Snotlout.

"You got it, Astrid!" Snotlout said as he waved at his father and uncle.

Hiccup, noticing what was going to happen, whispered a spell that would allow him to enter the minds of his choosing, and targeted the Gronckle's mind. All he could sense was fear, sadness and acceptance.

"You must live." Hiccup said in Gronkle's mind. "Play dead."

"Who are you?" The Gronckle asked.

"I'm Hiccup and Fannar is my dominant mate."

"The prince is alive?! Then the prophecy is coming true. Thank you dear Hiccup. My name is Meatlug, if you need me and the others don't hesitate to speak to us all." Hiccup then left the Dragon's mind while making sure that no one witnessed what he did and smiled as the dragon suddenly collapsed on the ground, pretending to be dead as Astrid ran up.

"NO! NO! SON OF HALF-TROLL, RAT-EATING MUNGE BUCKET!" Astrid could only shout as the Dragon lied on the ground not breathing.

Hiccup eyes suddenly got clouded by a vision from the gods. Hiccup then said aloud "Astrid wins by default!" As soon as Hiccup said those words he left the arena wanting comfort from his mate not knowing that someone was following him.

Toothcup

"Fannar, we need to leave, it's not safe anymore. We need to stop the war before any more harm comes to any more of these dragons."

"What war?"

Hiccup could only jump in fright as he whipped around to find Fishlegs standing behind him. "I also saw that you had a vision but also used a spell. Hiccup what is going on?"

"If I show what is really going on, you have to promise that you won't go back to the village and have me locked away to 'protect me.' "

"I promise."

So Hiccup told Fishlegs the truth and Fannar, being curious about what took his mate a long time to come and see him, finally showed up only to sense that Fishlegs meant no harm to his mate but growled in warning.

"This is a lot to take in Hiccup. But I'll do what I can to help."

"Fishlegs, it's too dangerous. I just have to go against the traditions of the village, I'm going to show everyone that the dragons aren't the enemy."

"My darling little ember I can take you to the nest, but only to check on the enemy. We will not engage."

Hiccup nodded and both mates and Fishlegs flew towards the nest and what they saw was horrible, a massive dragon was eating the other dragons, and forced the other dragons to search for more food, otherwise, they'd get eaten.

"Hiccup are you coming back to the village, or staying here?" Fishlegs asked Hiccup as soon as they arrived back at the cove

"I'm staying here. I think both of us need to feel the comfort of each other."

Fiahlegs nodded in acceptance and Fannar and Hiccup then cuddled each other.

"My little mate, I'll protect you and our hatchlings," Fannar said after letting Hiccup fall asleep. "Veles please protect my mate." Fannar then fell asleep, not knowing what tomorrow will bring.

Terms:Vǫlva: is what we in English would call a Seeress. You could compare it to someone who practised shamanism or witchcraft. So a Völva is a Nordic version of a shaman or witch, that practised magic. The Völva in the Viking age were the predecessors of the medieval witches, so you could say, they were witches before it became cool. A Völva is not something that just dates back to the Viking age, a Völva is, in fact, very ancient, and its roots go back more than 2.000 – 3.000 years.

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Valhalla: Viking heaven, legend has it that Odin is the rules over this heaven. They can also be male but that is extremely rare.

Veles: also known as Volos, is a Slavic dragon god of the earth, water, and underworld.

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