'This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless, and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death. It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery. Who came up with that, I do not know. My village. Is in a word, sturdy. And it's been here for seven generations, from what I figure that's around two hundred and ten years give or take but, every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. Or at least much of the sunsets as the clouds would allow. Walks would do the same job in that vein of mind. And we have one thing that is causing problems for us to enjoy this,' Hiccup thinks as he gets up before hearing an explosion.
He walks over to the front door before opening it to see a red long-necked and big wing dragon roaring at him before it spits out a glob of fire and makes him shut the door quickly and calmly. "Fucking dragons."
Hiccup, as soon as he felt the heat subside, headed out the door, running for the forge. "Please tell me someone didn't burn down the weapons storage," Hiccup says grabbing an apron and tying it on.
"Oh, first one here. Hiccup, that was fast. Feeling better since your hit to the head a few days ago?" Gobber asks.
'I should explain that part. Seems that 'Hiccup' is not who I am supposed to be. I am actually another person. But the Hiccup they know is weak, spineless, and a walking talking toothpick. Their words, not mine. And I have made a change in attitude and everything Hiccup is supposed to be a few days ago, same time as me coming into this world. In that time, I have learned that this body is not as strong as anyone else or rather, everyone. I am also unsure if I am really dead or if this is what they call reincarnation,' Hiccup thinks.
"Fine…where is our other worker?" Hiccup asks looking around as he grabs a hammer.
"Somewhere out there, trying to get here," Gobber says as Hiccup opened the stall and vikings started giving him weapons to fix.
"Better hurry or more time out there will result in getting hurt," Hiccup says taking the weapons and places it next to the forge and anvil before taking one and start to flatten and sharpen it.
Soon, someone ran in, a girl that is Hiccup's size with brown hair tied in a braid. "Ah. There you are. Thought you might have been carried off," Gobber says.
"Nope. Way too muscular for that. They like more fat than muscle," she says, trying to smile, as she starts to put weapons that fell back into their place.
Hiccup kept working, putting his nose to the grindstone as it is. 'And that is Thorve. From what I gathered, she is like a female version of whoever Hiccup was supposed to be and is from the Jorgenson clan. And from what I understand, like Hiccup, she wants to be noticed in a good way and is smarter than many would think,' Hiccup thinks to himself, trying to memorize this as Thorve stopped working for a moment to watch what was happening outside.
"Well the dragons need toothpicks after their meals," Gobber says almost jokingly as he momentarily forgets which one he is talking to.
'Oh yeah…our body types are similar. We just look different. So really…I could be a rock toothpick while Thorve is a weak bone. I really wish they don't focus on strength alone. You need a strategy,' Hiccup thinks as he keeps pounding the hammer and Thorve places more weapons near him.
The raid continued to rage on and part way through it, a whistling sound was heard. 'IS THAT A BOMB?!' Hiccup yelled in his mind.
"Nightfury," Thorve whispered as she steps up to the window and looks to the defense tower before it blew up as something hit it.
"What got hit?" Hiccup asks.
"The tower. It got hit and I'm going to hit it back," Thorve says excitedly as she goes to an area in the back and picks up a machine that Hiccup looks at and seems like an oversized-slingshot as Thorve starts to carry it out. "I'll be back!"
'Did I forget to mention that Thorve likes to make things? She literally loves to make anything that would help this village fight. There is only one problem. They tend to either break, misfire, get caught in itself, accuracy way off, or just downright hinder the village. Or rather that's what I learned that Hiccup does. That's right. Hiccup use to do this or would it be more appropriate to say I did? And it seems Thorve followed. I don't know whether I replaced Hiccup and Hiccup himself became Thorve, but we both have a knack for building.'
"Check the strain on the rope," Hiccup calls out frowning before groaning as she just ran out the door. "Gobber…permission to make sure she doesn't kill herself?"
"Not a chance. You are staying right here. I don't need both of you out there and your father would be mad if you did," Gobber says.
"I really hate letting others be under trouble and fire," Hiccup mutters to himself as he kept trying to work.
"You're helping from here," Gobber says and he finishes another weapon and gives it to a viking.
Hiccup sighs as he kept working before the raid finally ended and everyone started to settle down a bit. "Gobber, is it over?" Hiccup asks.
"Define over," Gobber says as a burning tower pole rolls down the hill past them and hits a net of chains at the bottom that sets some dragons free and lets them carry off sheep and yaks that doesn't seem to care about being carried off.
"Are they leaving?" Hiccup says as it started to quiet down.
"Yep. Now it is," Gobber says walking out.
"I'm going to see my dad. Then back to bed to sleep," Hiccup says putting the hammer down.
"I think you deserve it," Gobber says chuckling a bit.
Hiccup walks along to asking which way his dad was for a bit and when he finally found him, he got lectured for being out and about. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I came looking for you to see if you were ok, but I guess I shouldn't have even bothered. If you need me, I will be at home trying to get some more sleep while there is still night," Hiccup says before walking off to his home.
"Whoa…" he hears Snotlout, a proud and almost hard headed viking, whispers loud enough for the other kids to hear. Including Astrid, the rough and tough viking girl, Fishlegs, big and chunky book kid, and the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut, clowns of the village.
"Stoick," Gobber says walking up to the chief.
"He never talked to me like that before," Stoick says in surprise.
"Well, he was at the shop the whole time during the raid, working and helping," Gobber says as they walked to the great hall.
"But he is usually trying to pick up weapons, fight dragons, and he would get in trouble too many times to count. What happen?" Stoick asks almost himself as he feels a headache.
"Well, he is still recovering and he is becoming an adult quickly. Maybe you made him feel like no matter what he does, you always are disappointed in him," Gobber says.
"I try to make him feel like a viking, but he is too weak and frail for this," Stoick tries to argue.
"Give the boy a break Stoick…by the way, where is your pseudo adopted daughter, Thorve?" Gobber asks.
Stoick blinks as he stops in place.
"Oh, boy. Let's go look, shall we?" Gobber asks.
'Now I see why Hiccup is a bit hated and lectured on,' Hiccup thinks frowning a bit as he prepares to head to sleep before noticing someone running to the forest. 'Another idiot…Thorve. Only she would be this crazy. Okay. It's fine. Just leave it alone,' Hiccup thinks as he gets into bed.
Hiccup soon exits the building from the back with a small pack of gear and follows where Thorve went. 'I really hate playing babysitter.'
After a while, Hiccup finally tracked her down as she was searching through the woods. "What are you up to?"
Thorve shrieks in shock and turns to see him. "Um…Hiccup…what are you doing here?"
"Following you," Hiccup informs looking her over. "I see no dragon got to you in the raid."
"Well, I was careful," Thorve says trying to smile before looking around again.
"I am alone. So why are you out here?" Hiccup asks following her before noticing a splintered tree.
Thorve giggles nervously as she tries to act innocent. "Look…you don't need to be here. I can take care of myself."
"Something hit that hard," Hiccup says before making her look at the tree that she hadn't noticed yet.
"It's…" Thorve says to herself as she follows a path of destruction that led to more broken branches and logs.
"What did you do?" Hiccup asks.
"I may have shot down a dragon…maybe the nightfury," Thorve says giving a nervous smile to him.
"Let's find it," Hiccup says bluntly, following the path of destruction.
"Wait? You believe me?" Thorve asks in surprise.
"I see evidence of this," Hiccup informs.
"Huh. Usually, they would dismiss me," Thorve says catching up and trying to take the lead as she kept traveling down the trench that was made.
"Looks like a very rough landing," Hiccup says before seeing something dark ahead of them passed a ridge and sees that it looks tied up in the rope.
"Wow. It worked!" Thorve cheered as she comes over the ridge and steps closer to the tied up nightfury.
"It's breathing," Hiccup says looking it over and touches the side of the dragon.
Thorve looks to him before slowly reaching out and touches the dragon as well. "Wow. This is amazing…and tough," she says feeling the scales.
"Seems it is trapped," Hiccup says moving around to see the nightfury looking at him now.
Thorve is silent now as she kept a hand on its side before looking to Hiccup and sees him still looking over the dragon. "Hiccup…"
"Lets…let it go," Hiccup says after looking into the dragon's eye for a bit.
Thorve sighs and looks down. "Yeah…I can't do it," she says taking out her dagger.
"Shh. It's going to be ok," Hiccup says as Thorve cuts the dragon free.
Thorve grunts as she kept pulling and cutting the lines before the dragon's wing suddenly flew up and smacks her upside the head and sends her down as Hiccup rushes to her and looks to see she is okay before looking behind him to see the nightfury watching them before roaring at them and flies away.
"Did I do something wrong?" Thorve groans.
"No, we aren't dead. That is a good sign," Hiccup says helping her up.
"Oh…good," Thorve groans as she holds her head. "I really couldn't come to do it. Maybe I am not that strong as a viking."
"It's not about being strong. You have a good heart is all," Hiccup encourages.
"Tell that to the others," Thorve mutters.
"Come on. Let's get back," Hiccup says leading her back.
"Yeah…thanks for finding me," Thorve thanks as she looks at him.
"You're welcome. I'm going to see if there is any boar meat cooked at the great hall. You coming?" Hiccup asks.
"No…I'm going to lay down," Thorve says rubbing her head.
