The daily life of a demon teen
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'Thoughts/memories'
"foreign language/projected thoughts"
Emphasis/yelling
"Magic incantation"
(A/N: Magitek incoming!)
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Chapter 4: The devil went down to Berk
Nar POV
Three months later
Hiccup was in his workshop, sitting in front of his expanded workbench he moved from his shack. Using his artistic talents, Hiccup was designing his modified version of a prototype weapon hidden within Cyrai's pages. As he sketched on the glass and metal tablet, the hologram of the weapon changed in real time. He set down his blunt writing utensil and leans back in his chair, 'The thaw is only a few days away, it's hard to believe how fortunate I was to stumble upon that boat on the ice'.
Flashback, six weeks earlier
Winter on berk was in full swing, blizzards were pummeling the island every few days. Unbeknownst to Hiccup, Berk was struggling against the cold, food wasn't an issue since dragons didn't raid during the winter.
As for the hermit demon, the teen was enjoying his unbridled freedom. Since acquiring his own mana siphon, the inexhaustible source of mana allowed Hiccup to create another construct, the excavator. 'Mole' as Hiccup named it, as 'the excavator' was too much of a mouthful, was tasked with searching out and extracting iron from the area around his cove.
The two-meter-tall three-legged construct would climb the stone staircase carved from the cove wall by Diggy and seek out iron ore veins. Should the tripod find iron, it would use its pick-like right forearm to dig away at the stone and extract ore chunks. After using its simple artificial soul to determine whether it has acquired enough chunks to fill the bin built into its back, it would load the chunks with its claw and return to Hiccup's home with its haul.
While Mole handled gathering iron, Diggy was 'promoted' to Hiccup's companion. He was currently maintaining a shield with the modifier 'Thermal regulation' on the teen while he was inspecting his mana siphon. The modifier essentially enhanced the shield to block cold damage, allowing Hiccup to comfortably work in the freezing conditions. "Master, what are you doing?", Diggy asked as he observed the teen using a wrench to adjust one of the four bracers of the platform that held onto the mana stone.
"Just tweaking the claws of the siphon to prevent them from getting encased again", he released the lock, the articulating tendrils snapped forward until their tapered point contacted the stone's surface. A spark jumped into the bracer, signaling that the siphon was functioning again. Hiccup walked outside and returned inside with the half cylinder cover, he placed it over the siphon and lined it up with its base. After bolting it into place, he tossed the wrench into his toolbox and stored it away in the cabinet by the door, "Phew, man I didn't know these things can grow".
From a long-range communication device clipped to his hoodie, sounded out Cyrai, "Hiccup, get back to the house, I need to speak with you".
Hiccup placed his hand over the beveled rectangular comm, "On our way". He stepped out of the shed, the hut housing his siphon was slightly bigger than his starter shack. Walking around the corner to follow the cable that went from the siphon's shed to his house, Hiccup's shield carved a path through the snowy ground.
Diggy dissipated the shield when his master closed the door behind them, the inside of his home was warmed by a heater. The heater resembled a fireplace, in place of the burning logs were a series of magi-steel fins enchanted with the spell 'flame'. The burners on his upgraded stove functioned the same way, both appliances were powered by cables carrying mana from his siphon. From a gem built into his coffee table, Cyrai projected her small avatar, "Did you resolve the problem with the mana siphon?".
"Yeah, will it continue to grow?", he hung his hoodie on the hooks beside his door, Diggy hovered over to his perch.
"Yes, mana stones grow in size when magic is used in close proximity to them", Hiccup flopped on his wooden couch, the hard wood was uncomfortable.
'Man, I should find some way to get my hands on some wool or something', he sat up, "Is there any way for it not to grow?".
"Yes, don't use magic near it, increase the demand for energy or find some way to store the excess mana", her suggestion made the gears in his head turn. He looked over to his workshops open door, Cyrai's grimoire was inside a case built into the wall. From it, she could project her avatar or holograms about his inquiries from several gems embedded throughout his house.
"Interesting", Hiccup shook his head, "Besides that, what was so important that you called over the comm?".
"This", Cyrai's avatar morphed into a projection of the cove, she zoomed out and panned over pass the rocky coast until displaying a blinking red ball out in the middle of the sea.
"What is 'This'?", he leaned forward.
"I don't know, the snowstorm is making it difficult to scan the surrounding area of the island", the hologram depicted thick icy wind billowing over the ocean, "My guess… a ship".
"Impossible, no one could be stupid enough to sail through the archipelago during winter!", Hiccup felt irritation that someone was near his haven uninvited.
He stood up and walked to the front door, "Hiccup, what are you doing?".
He zipped up his hoodie and replied with a growl, "Going to deal with these trespassers myself".
Diggy took off from his perch, "Master, it may be dangerous, allow me to escort you to ensure your safety!".
"Fine", Hiccup looked at Cyrai's avatar, "Don't worry, I'll contact you over the comm if there's any problems". Diggy perched on his shoulder and activated his thermal shield on Hiccup as he stepped out, the icy wind buffeted the shield while Hiccup extended his wings. The glow from their membrane shone in the dim light of the morning as he took off, standing out from the calming blizzard.
The sky above the coast of the Other side
The storm has calmed, revealing the ice-covered sea, "Seriously, how could anyone think sailing through this would work out?". For several minutes, Hiccup soared while scanning the ice for these 'intruders', wondering why he feels a drive to chase them off or worse.
"Master, an abnormal object detected below", he looked down and spotted the object, a trade ship trapped in the solid ice. The teen folded his wings in and dove like a skydiver at the boat, Diggy tighten his grip on Hiccup's shoulder just shy of drawing blood, "Master, what are you doing?!".
He turned and gave his pet a devilish grin, "Just going to say hello to our uninvited 'guests'". The red sphere of energy surrounding him as he plummeted gave him the appearance of a falling star, the speck of a boat grew larger as Hiccup nosedived at it.
"Master, one hundred meters from impact!", Diggy feared for him.
Hiccup shot open his wings and spun up, he landed hard on the deck, 'Nailed it'. The boards under his shoes were cracked and splintered, the deck creaked as he walked towards the door of the captain's quarters. He stood in front of the door, "Time to give this jerk a piece of my mind!", he yelled before kicking the door in.
'Or not', in the corner on the bunk, was the frozen husk of a man. The corpse was bundled up in many blankets, Diggy hovered over to it and scanned it, "No life signs detected".
Hiccup bowed and folded his hands together, "I'm sorry", he gave a short prayer.
"Master, why are you apologizing, the human is deceased", Diggy couldn't understand his master's motive.
"It is rude to speak ill of the dead", Hiccup moved to prepare the dead man, "Go down into the hold and give me a rundown of what he was carrying".
"Understood", he flew back outside over to the hatch and cut it open, then descended.
Hiccup piled wood on a pyre, Diggy used his 'Telekinesis' upgrade to ferry cargo from below to the deck above. He walked to the bow and outstretched his hand, "Gate", a rift opened. While Hiccup held open the gate, Diggy carried crates and barrels through it to his cove. After moving the last box, he collapsed it, "Alright, one more thing before we leave".
He walked into the captain's quarters, then emerged carrying the corpse wrapped in cloth, "Master?".
He laid the body on the pyre and stepped back, a flame stream burst from his palm to set it alite, "Let's go home". Hiccup flew away with Diggy in his arms, not looking back at the burning boat.
Flashback end
Hiccup sat back up and eyed his creation, the hologram of an angular rifle-like weapon. The 'Magic gun' as it was called was a failed prototype weapon designed by his ancestor, hidden within Cyrai until someone worthy would be found. She revealed its existence to him when she discovered his abnormal ingenuity, hoping Hiccup could finish what his ancestor could not. He gazed out his workshop's window, the snowing from the storm had stopped.
He reached over and grabbed his gun, 'Sharpshot', lying beside his tablet. He slid it into the holster on his lower back, "Hiccup, where are you going?".
He looked at her avatar standing on the coffee table, "It stopped snowing, so I thought of getting in some target practice before lunch".
He pulled out the square bodied heavy pistol and twirled it by the trigger guard, Cyrai looked worried, "Just… please be careful this time, okay?".
He pulled on his hoodie and stepped out into the chilly air, Diggy flew down from working on the second story of his house, "Master, please tell me you're not going to use that weapon again".
Hiccup sighed, "This time it'll be different, I have this- ", he opened his Hoodie to reveal his new black plate carrier vest. The body of the vest was woven from mana reinforced thread, making non-magic weapons harmless. The front and back armor plates were forged with magi-steel, protecting his vital organs. The three pouches below his front plate sleeve held spell cores for his magic pistol, each enchanted with low level elemental bolts.
"I will accompany you as a precaution master", Hiccup agreed, Diggy followed him while projecting his thermal shield on his user. The teen summoned several magic lights and threw them away at various distances, he pressed the release switch to tilt open the barrel and upper body of Sharpshot. Reaching into one of his pouches, he retrieves the fire bolt core and slides it into the slot. Hiccup flips it closed, then aims and fires. A small fireball shoots out and barrels at the nearest light.
With a Boom, the bolt strikes the small target and explodes, "Well… at least they're faster than before". Hiccup aims at the next furthest light; it takes three shots before he hits the target. He looks at the exposed core, its red glow dimmed, 'I really should figure out how to expand the charge count before making the fury'.
He swaps out the fire bolt core for the plasma blast core, "Master, why do you still use the fire bolt one, when your plasma blast core is much more powerful?".
"Well Digster, while my plasma blast does more damage, the fire bolt can set the area it hits on fire", Hiccup fired a couple of shots before the core's glow dies down. He sighs, "Plus, I can get more fire bolts out before the core needs recharging, so that and the burning makes it still useful".
"Time for lunch Hiccup!", comes from his comm.
"Got it, heading back", he makes his way back to his house, 'A quick bite and then it's back to work'.
One week later
Hiccup was working at his desk again, this time on a mask to protect his face. It was as white as snow and lacked a mouth or any other distinguishing features. The mask had four recessed eyes, a pair where Hiccup's would be and two 'special' eyes in place of eyebrows. He monitored the workbench's fabricator as its thin delicate arms printed the mask from molten metal, 'I hope this "Living mask" is as good as Cyrai says it is'.
The arms finished printing the shape, they retracted as a hard-light ring rose from below the hovering mask. It spun as it passed over it, cooling the hot metal, "Its almost complete Hiccup".
"So, what's so different about this mask than one I can forge?", the ring was halfway up the mask.
"Beside the fact It can change forms when not in use, only the registered user can wear the mask. Once the user puts it on, only they can remove it. The 'other' eyes can be enchanted to allow the wearer to see in the dark or see heat or both!", she said with pride.
"Those enchantments do sound great, but how do I- ", the fabricator chimed, "I guess it's done". The mask floated down, but he caught it before it touched the desk. Cyrai's avatar showed Hiccup how to enchant each of the other eyes, then he brought it to his face. As soon as the mask touched his skin, it molded and changed to fit his face. Hiccup looked at himself in the mirror, the mask's red glowing pupil-less eyes mirrored his hidden eyes, "So how do I get it to transform?".
"Just relax, the magic in the mask reacts to your emotions", the mask flashed and reformed into a pair of black modern eyeglasses. "Oh my, they look good on you", Hiccup was adjusting the specs using the mirror.
"Uh, thanks", a groan-like alarm sounded throughout the house, "Cyrai?".
"Hundreds of life signatures, ten kilometers out and closing in on the island from the northeast", Cyrai's avatar was replaced with a projection of the isle of Berk displayed on his workbench, she zoomed out to show a large mass of red dots moving towards them.
Hiccup was overcome by an intense anger, 'Why does knowing a dragon raid is heading to Berk make me so mad?!', "Normally, I don't care what happens to Berk, but- ".
"But?", Cyrai knew Hiccup cut ties to his former birthplace.
"If Gobber got hurt or worse because I chose to stand by and watch, I could never forgive myself", he scowled, his glasses flashed and reformed into the mask. Its four eyes narrowed at the approaching raid, Hiccup stood up and moved to his weapon cabinet. After putting on his vest, he snapped on a pair of tight-fitting thick metal bracelets on his wrists. He flexed his hands and the bands flashed, they transformed into clawed gauntlets that could rival Stoick's meaty mitts in girth. The etched 'strength' rune glowed on either palm of the gauntlets, "I finally get to use these babies in a fight".
Hiccup reached in and pulled out his fury rifle, Cyrai reappeared from the workbench, "Hiccup, you know you still need to fix the charge issue with the capacitor!". His hand barely could wrap around the fore-end without his gauntlets, he opened the trapdoor under the main body and slid in a large plasma core.
He slammed it closed and pumped back the fore-end, the right side of the body opened to reveal a heat sink, "Everything else seems to work on the first try". Hiccup reaches behind him and the fury snaps onto his vest's back plate enchanted with 'Attract', Diggy flew in front of him as he neared the door.
"Master, this time I insist I go with you!", Hiccup's mask hid his reaction.
"You 'insist' Digster, heh-heh… Wrong-o", he snatched his pet and placed him on his shoulder, "You're coming with me anyways, like it or not".
The crisp post-thaw air flowed in as he stepped out, Hiccup tucked his hair in and pulled on his hood. He flexed his wings and took off, Cyrai called out through the comm, "Hiccup, please be careful".
He banked and raced towards the light of Berk, his hood fluttered as he flew, "Don't worry Cyrai, think of this like field testing".
Berk village
The horn blew as the watchmen spotted the swarm of dragons by the moonlight; the Hooligans bolted out of their homes. The Hooligans were eager to fight, they bellowed a war cry as the first wave of the raid struck.
Meanwhile, Gobber's hut
Gobber POV
I was barricading my home; the raid was intensifying outside as the screams of dragon and Viking alike filled the air. I was hammering a board on one of my windows, when I see a Gronckle charging a breath through the cracks between the boards. A moment later, my door was blown open, letting one of my sheep escape in fear, "Phil, get back 'ere!".
I ran outside and tossed a wheelbarrow in front of my door to keep the rest of them in, I see Phil running to the forest. A monstrous nightmare flew above my house towards my sheep, 'O' no, Phil!'. I hike up my falling pants and hobbled as fast as I can after my beloved Phil, I whisper, "'iccup, I 'ope yer safe whereva' yeh are".
I barrel through the thick forest, trying to keep Phil in sight. I chase him to a secluded clearing, a roar from above was followed by a stream of fire. The fire wall surrounded both Phil and me, the yellow nightmare swoops down and smacks me aside with its tail, knocking my sheep from my arms. I shake off my dizziness, to see the dragon open its mouth and charge at Phil frozen in fear.
Bellowing a war cry, I ran at the dragon and struck it in the face with my hammer hand. It growled as it recovered, then sent me flying with a swipe of its wing. I groaned and crawled to Phil, holding my favorite sheep as the dragon ignites itself. I squeezed him tighter as the nightmare takes in a breath, ''iccup, I'm sorry I won't see ya' again my boy'.
The telltale whistling of the night fury came from behind me, I smile, 'Look's like Loki got tha' last laugh on ol' Gobber'. Shoom, a reddish fireball sailed pass us, it hits the nightmare with a BOOM. I hear a thud beside me and look, "Euh!", the head and neck of the dragon flopped next to Phil and me. I turn back to where the body was, its wings wobbled as they tried to hold up the headless stiff.
It collapses and I hear a muffled voice come from the tree line behind us, "Yo Gobber, you alright?!".
Moments earlier, above Berk's forest
Nar POV
Hiccup was closing in on the village, most of the buildings were burning, 'Damn, the village is getting wrecked'. The teen stopped above the forest high in the sky, He couldn't stop a small smile forming under his mask. It changed to a scowl when he sees a gronckle fire at Gobber's hut, the blacksmith runs after a fleeing sheep. A yellow nightmare spots the sheep, who he recognizes as Phil, 'Oh hell no!'.
Hiccup reaches over his shoulder and pulls the fury free, "Stay here Digdig", his pet didn't argue with his tone. Hiccup dives towards them, seeing the nightmare smacking Gobber around, 'I'm going to kill that sorry excuse for a candle!'. Hiccup lands and sees the dragon set itself alite, he pumps mana into the grip. Pulses of light flow through crevices etched into the body towards the large-bored barrel, ten small gems embedded into the fury's front stock lit up.
Hiccup shoulders his rifle and pulls the trigger, holding it down to overcharge the shot. Inside the body, the plasma core spins up to charge up a plasma blast. The whistling created by the charging mimics the night fury's, 'Please work', he mentally repeats before releasing the trigger. PUHTOO, the bolt shoots out the barrel, shoving Hiccup's shoulder back a bit. He sees the shot miss Gobber and strike the base of the nightmare's neck, erupting in a loud explosion, 'Maybe that was a bit overkill'.
He blows out the smoke coming from the end of the barrel and steps into the clearing, "Yo Gobber, you alright?!". The shocked man spins around, then eyes the masked and hooded Hiccup. He doesn't recognize him due to his outfit and, unbeknownst to Hiccup, his growth spurt.
"Who are yeh stranger?!", he brandishes his hammer hand, Phil tucked under his good arm.
"Whoa calm down Gobber, don't you remember me?", Hiccup rests the fury on his left shoulder while using his free hand to touch the right temple of the mask. He overrides the transformation, converting it back into his glasses and revealing his face.
A cloud moves away from in front of the moon, its light cascades onto Hiccup. Gobber stood frozen in confusion, until he recalls the memories before the freeze, "H-hiccup?". He nods and smiles, revealing his fangs, "Is tha' really yew lad?".
Gobber drops Phil and moves faster than Hiccup would have guessed a peg legged man could run. He envelopes him in a bone crushing hug, the pain was mitigated by his necklace but not the pressure, "Gobber… can't… breathe".
He releases Hiccup, the teen wobbles for a bit but recovers, "Sorry 'iccup".
He was about to ask Gobber how the village was faring without him, but the horn sounding off in the distance cut him off, "Listen Gobber, I would love to catchup, but it sounds like they need help".
"Aye, I'm gunna head ta' ma' forge ta' do ma' part", the blacksmith scoops up Phil and turns to him, "Wha' are yeh gunna do, 'iccup?".
The teen calls down Diggy and readies his rifle, then looks at Gobber. Hiccup smiles a wide fanged grin, the four-eyed mask reforms on his face, "Me… I'm gonna join the party".
Center of Berk's village
Astrid POV
This is the worse dragon raid we've ever faced, more than half our buildings were on fire. A handful were nothing but smoldering ruins, most of them huts. Before the freeze, I placed first in dragon training and was granted my first kill in front of the whole village, the nightmare was tough… but I was tougher. I pushed myself further than the others, not because I wanted to beat them but because I wanted to forget that memory.
I spot a blue and green nadder torching well… a torch, it collapses under its own weight. The head of the torch rolling away reminded me of Hiccup, 'I wish I could go back and think things through, instead of letting my temper get the best of me'. A squawk breaks me free from my thoughts, the nadder charges at me. I do the same, rolling under the spines it shot at me. They miss me, but not the tail swipe.
My shield takes the brunt of the blow, it shatters but I still get sent flying. The remnants fall off my arm, I ready my axe, 'These dragons are nothing like the ones from training!'. The nadder flares its wings and roars, I reel back and throw my axe. It hits its horn and bounces off, 'Just like during dragon training', it headbutts me aside.
My body hits the side of a hut, I support myself while holding my side. A hiss makes me look at the nadder looming over me, it opens its mouth and charges a breath. I feel the heat on my face, I sigh, "Wow, this is how I die?".
I close my eyes as it rears back, then hear, "Surprise sparky!". I snap my eyes open just in time to see someone dropkick the side of the dragon's head, "Boom!", the force sent it tumbling. The man vaulted up and spun in the air, before landing gracefully in front of me. He turns to me, his identity hidden by a mask and hood, "You ok blondie?".
Earlier, near Gobber's forge
Nar POV
Hiccup followed behind the hobbling Gobber. He spots a gronckle diving at them and fires his fury rifle, the blast hits the dragon in the face. It crashes in their path and begins to recover, 'Damn gronckles are tough', Gobber readies himself. Hiccup turns to him, "Go on ahead".
He looks at the teen, "Please tell me ya' aren't gunna face tha' dragon by yurself".
"Gobber, the village needs weapons to fight back and besides- ", he snaps the fury to his back plate and pops his gauntlet's knuckles, "This won't take long". Hiccup's confidence surprises his uncle, he nods to him and shuffles towards the forge, "Digman, post up at the forge and protect Gobber". Diggy flies over to the forge and lands on its beam, he activates his 'Barrier' and 'Magic bullet' upgrades. A honeycomb dome of red hardlight covers the building, fading just above three meters from the ground.
"Engaging any creatures that approach the objective", a seafoam green zippleback tries to strafe the forge, a burst of magic bullets makes it break off.
The gronckle shakes its head and roars, Hiccup gets low and sprints at the dragon. It fires a lava blast; he leaps over the shot and dives at the confused gronckle. Leading with his fist, Hiccup slugs the dragon between the eyes. The force of his punch drives its disproportional head into the ground, he pummels the dragon a bit before backflipping off it. The gronckle whines and flies away, swaying and veering terribly.
A squawk gets Hiccup's attention, off in the distance was a nadder fighting a blonde girl. He snatches the fury and aims, but the girl was too close to the dragon and would be caught in the explosion. He stows away his gun and bolts at the battling foes, the girl avoids the spines but gets smacked with the nadder's tail, 'That girl doesn't stand a chance'.
Hiccup bounds over a pile of burning debris, he rolls, "Agility boost". A pulse of yellow light flashes around his body as he springs up, the buff increases his speed dramatically. The girl throws her axe at the charging nadder, 'Huh, why does that look so familiar?'. It bounces off the dragon's horn, then headbutts the blonde. 'Yeah, she definitely can't win', Hiccup sees the nadder charge a breath, he realizes he won't make it in time.
'Time to try something crazy', he deforms his gauntlets back into bracelets, then jumps up and maneuvers his body to deliver a dropkick. Hiccup raises his hands above his head, "Plasma jet", a stream of plasma spews out and propels him like a rocket. Both feet land on the nadder's jaw, hitting the dragon like a haymaker. He lands as the nadder tumbles away, he looks at the woman and asks, "You ok blondie?".
When she looks up, Hiccup suppresses his surprise, "Yes". The nadder groans and shakes its head, he reforms his gauntlets while Astrid is distracted by the recovering dragon, "Damn beast".
She tries to walk to her axe but falls, Hiccup catches her and helps her sit, "Stay here, I'll handle this".
She couldn't believe his arrogance, "What are you, crazy?".
He looks back to her, the shadow cast by his hood made the glow from his mask's eyes visible. "Don't call me crazy- ", he tilts his head, "The name's Hix". Hiccup rushes at the nadder, its eye slits narrow at the approaching teen. It breathes out a magnesium jet, Hiccup slides under the breath and kicks the dragon's jaw shut. The nadder roars in rage and turns to the fleeing demon, unleashing another jet while chasing him.
"You missed, you dumb scaly parrot!", the nadder leaps up onto an untouched hut and torched the area in Hiccup's path. He veers toward another path, the dragon torches that route as well. Hiccup skidded to a stop, then cartwheels to avoid a jet. He looks up to the nadder and sees other dragons hovering behind it, an orange monstrous nightmare, three gronckles and two other nadders.
Over the comm, Cyrai calls out, "Hiccup, I can sense trace amounts of mana in the dragons' fire".
"I see", the dragons before him open their maws, a glow shone from within. "Looks like I get to tryout that spell after all", he raises his left arm and opens his hand, "Mana void". A small sphere of absolute darkness appears, the dragons take it as an attack and unleash their firestorm. Their fire is drawn in by the orb, frightening the dragons. The vacuum began to drag in the surrounding flames of the burning buildings, slowly extinguishing the inferno consuming the village.
The other dragons begin to flee, but the nadder calls them back. The flames started by the dragons were gone, leaving only the light from the Viking's torches untouched. "That was tasty, thank you", Hiccup said smugly as he absorbed the collected mana, the nadder roared a challenge. Other dragons came to the nadder, he looks around to the swarm surrounding him.
Under his mask, Hiccup smiled widely. Cracks appeared on the mask where his mouth would be. The fissure continued to split up the sides of his mask, stopping just below its eyeline, "I guess it's my turn". He breathed in as much as he could, "Banshee's howl", his ear shattering howling could put a thunderdrum to shame. The mask's mouth looked unhinged as his screams pierced the air around him, long pointy teeth sprouted out from its gums. Dragons and Vikings alike stopped fighting, the latter dropping their weapons to cover their ears.
The howl reverberated throughout the village, dragons fled in fear and confusion. The nadder's friends bolted, starting with the gronckles and then the other nadders. The nadder and the nightmare were the last to flee, the former hissed at Hiccup in resentment… and fear. He stopped howling, seeing the dragons flee, "Wow, that was easy".
Hiccup was too distracted to hear a building whistle, Cyrai wasn't, "Watch out!".
He cast 'Flashstep', becoming a blur while sidestepping to avoid the violet plasma bolt. Hiccup heard an annoyed roar above, he looked up to the night sky. Switching his dark vision eye on, he spotted a shape above and smiled, "Look who came out to play". Another bolt shot towards him; Hiccup flashstepped to cause it to miss. "Okay I get it", he readied his gun and extended his wings, "Enough talk, let's fight".
Astrid and the rest of the village arrived to see him takeoff, he zooms after the dragon and barrel rolls to avoid another violet bolt. He fires his gun, launching his vermillion colored plasma blast. The shot misses but explodes near the night fury, it roars and banks hard to chase Hiccup.
From the ground, the Hooligans look up to the dogfight between dragon and demon, Hoark muttered, "Oi, do you see that, two night-furies fightin' eachotha'?".
Phlegma shoves him, "No ya' half blind fool, that other one wasn't a dragon".
Hoark looked back at her, "Then what is it if it ain't a dragon?".
"He said his name was Hix", Astrid spoke up, holding her axe. She continued to watch the two chase and dodge each other's shots; every explosion revealed the silhouette of either a dragon or winged teen. Stoick pushes his way through the crowd, all of them looking up mesmerized.
"What is going on!", he bellowed, shaking some villagers free from their trance.
Spitelout walks up to him, "Oi Stoick, yeh aren't gunna believe it, they're sayin' a flyin' man is fightin' a night fury!". More explosions thunder out, Hiccup dives and hugs the mountainside. The dragon gives chase, firing plasma bolts around the fleeing teen. They explode around him, shattering the rockface. Hiccup's smaller frame allows him to evade the rockslide, the night fury couldn't and broke off.
He stopped flying, leveled his gun, and fired two shots at the approaching dragon. The first plasma blast missed and exploded behind it, the other burst above its wing. The night fury roared and veered away, Hiccup aimed and pulled the trigger, click. He looked at the charge lights, all were off, "Damn, outta juice". He pumped mana into it but was interrupted by the dragon, the teen spun and avoided the bolt.
Hiccup dove to the village and looks behind him, the night fury followed, "Doesn't this guy give up?!". He leveled out above the rooftops; the twilight sky above meant sunrise was near. The dragon fired bolt after bolt, each one struck the roofs around him. Hiccup pivoted and flew belly up, aiming his gun between his feet. The dragon avoided his bolts and shot back, he pivoted back and flew up.
The rays of first light shone as Hiccup neared the clouds, a bolt exploded in front of him. He stopped and turned around; the night fury was flapping in place. With the light from the sun, Hiccup could finally see the legendary dragon. With skin as black as a starless night and a slim build body, it wasn't the feared bane of Vikings for nothing. It had a crown of ear plates and wings that resembled Hiccup's, its growling revealed a mouth of sharp teeth.
He looked at his fury's charge lights, "Wow, I'm empty", he stowed it away. The dragon tried to charge a bolt, but the glow in its mouth flickered, "Looks like you're out too". It roared and flew at him, Hiccup dodged the bite and swiped at the night fury's side.
It roared in pain and both fighters looked at each other, some blood from the dragon remained on his claw, "Hiccup, did you get it?".
"Yep", he took off his mask and drew the bloodied claw across his tongue, "Argot".
Hiccup replaced his mask, then he heard the night fury's masculine growl, "Damn fire thief".
"Listen dragon, both of us are tired", he suppressed his amazement upon hearing a dragon talk.
"Speak for yourself".
"Let's just settle this another time, besides it's almost daytime", Hiccup motioned to the rising sun.
He growled again, "Another time, thief", then flew away.
Berk village
Hiccup came down to a strange sight, Gobber yelling at a hollering crowd in front of his forge, "Gobber what is that thing on your forge?!".
The teen landed on the forge's roof, Diggy deactivated his barrier and flew to perch on Hiccup's shoulder, "I am happy to see you are unharmed, Master".
He sat with his legs hanging off the edge of the roof, a bola came spinning from the crowd and rebound off his shield, "Ah Berk, the classic Viking welcome".
"Oi, who threw tha'?!", Gobber yelled angrily at the crowd.
"Easy Gobber, their weapons can't harm me", Hiccup waved him off.
Stoick looked up from in front of the crowd, be bellowed, "WHO ARE YOU, TRESPASSER?!".
"Easy Stoick, you'll burn out your larynx", he pulled out his gun and checked its condition, the crowd stepped back. The teen stowed it away and stepped off the roof, cracking the ground as he landed. Astrid made her way to the front as he pulled off his hood, "You people already know who I am", his auburn hair flowed out and danced in the wind. Many of the 'smarter' Hooligans began to piece together the clues.
With a click, Hiccup pulled off his mask, Stoick stepped forward, "H-hiccup?".
He summoned a ring of fire around him, glaring with his ruby red slit eyes, "Like I told Blondie over there, my name is Hix, son of Grayson". Hix/Hiccup looks at Gobber, "We'll catchup later, Gobber", he replaces his mask and blinks away. Stoick could only stand there and watch the ring of fire extinguish itself, feeling the wind knocked out of him by his son's declaration.
(A/N: Sharpshot resembles a heavy automatic revolver, kind of like a hybrid of a desert eagle and magnum. I've contacted the author HauntedScythe and they granted me use of their Hiccup's alias 'Hix'. Should Hiccup keep his human name or use his new name Hix, or he could use Hiccup for his close friends and Hix for anyone else? Also, how should he blow off steam when he's pissed off, I was thinking he'd just trash his workshop?)