Wing's hidden- truths told

I DO NOT OWN ANY HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON CONTENT

Authors note: For those waiting on the fallen will rise. Know that that fic is not abandoned. Simply still thinking about Danny's internal struggle and fatal flaw. Also note there is a My hero fic in production along with a Naruto Fic. Now without further ado let's begin.

Chapter one: children of the sky (Toothless P.O.V.)

Great the queen sent us on another raid to this island, why here of all places? The humans of this island always kill more of us then we can sustain. Ever seen that monster came the queen has never been the same. And she's losing more of our herself every day. If only we could find my cousin species, they could heal the queen. Well, no use crying over spilt milk. Time to take out those catapults.

"SCREECH"

"NIGHT FURY!"

"GET DOWN!"

"BOOM"

Ah got to love that dive, thought, why do the humans keep calling me night fury? I'm a twilight wings dragon. Wait what's that smell it smell like a reaping wing. But it can't be! Think, come on, think, what do you remember about reaping wings… They can heal other dragons from magic attacks and crimpling wounds. They possess the ability to turn humans into a twilight or reaping wing, sometimes other dragon types. There highly intelligent. Some variants can give other dragons a human form. All reaping wings possess a human form and can mate with humans; with the children from a female being dragons. Hatchling born from a female reaping wing will be small, and after the passing of four winters will become incredible clumsy. There true forms begging to come out, however, they can be suppressed when around humans. Reaping wings possess the most destructive fire and can sense magic attacks coming or on another. Wait mate with humans, that's it, I must see to know.

"SREECH"

"NIGHT FURY!"

"GET DOWN!"

"What the? where's the blast."

"Thud, crack."

(Stoick's P.O.V.)

Where's the bloody beast? It hasn't blasted any towers.

"ROARRR!"

"HICCUP!" I scream seeing the bloody beast before my son. It hateful green eyes glowing in the fire light. Turning my blood cold, my son, my only son is about to die at the hands of the accursed night fury. 'What the?!'

"Gober did I just see what I think I just saw."

"If you 'a talking' about the night fury licking' Hiccup's face. then yeh' eyes are working fin' stoic.

"ROAARRRR!" the night fury sounded sending a blast in to the sky.

(Toothless P.O.V.)

It truly is. Here before me stands a reaping dragon, but why dose he same afraid of me. Hum is that one of the contraptions the humans make to kill us.

"How dare you harm your own kin!" I roar.

"HICCUP!"

Wait, is that the human, his dame matted with. Why wouldn't his dame tell him of his kin when four winters past? Unless she was from a line that was scared into human form as a hatchling, and he has no knowledge of his true kin. 'Then he must hear his kins call.' I think before liking his face a few times. After a few licks to let his subconscious know, he is safe, I Roar. Unlashing a massive firer ball that exploded sending out a wave of power. Acting as the call of kin, my massage clears; in three days' time go somewhere safe, secluded, and alone. Before taking flight back to the nest, hope once more shining in my eyes.

(The next day, Hiccups P.O.V.)

What was that? First, I'm in the middle of a dragon raid my mangler ready to take down the Night Fury. Then instead of attacking another catapult the night fury lands Infront of me, destroying my mangler. Thought its strange I've always been told dragons go for the kill, yet she didn't. That's another thing ever seen that night I've been referring to the dragons as he and she instead of it. Not to mention she looked overjoyed to see me. I'm mean me, the Hiccup, until she saw the remains of the mangler. Burr, her fury was tariffing, but then she looked contemplative. Dose that means dragons are intelligent? well at least more intelligent than the average Viking. There definitely more compassionate, sure the begging licked was weird, but nice. It made me feel safe funny enough. Like when mom was still around, haven't felt that way in a long time. I hate always feeling like I'm being haunted even when just me and my dad. Then there was the blast it made feel tingly. Don't get me wrong I've always felt out of place in my own skin since I was four. but now it stronger and somehow, I've become clumsier on two feet. Finally, there was that voice I heard telling me to find somewhere safe and secluded in three days' time. I'm compelled to follow it; to be free. Maybe Goober knows more about the Night fury.

"Creek!"

"D-D-Dad what are you doing here?"

(Stoick's P.O.V.)

"Gobber, I don't know what I'm going to do with the boy, first he can't do even the most Viking of task like left an axe. It was also hopeful then he turned four and got his mouthers clumsiness, Blas her soul. How does one get clumsiness from a parent?"

"Stoic yeh' sound mad, what's you' going on about?"

"Did I even see what it is saw or am I truly going mad."

"If you' talking about during the raid last night where the Night Fury came down roared at the boy. Then licked his face, roared again, somehow ending the raid; then no you' truly go mad."

"So, you've seen it too?"

"Yeh and about thirty others."

"How much time do you think we have?"

"If you go on a nest hunt like you plane, then maybe a weak, without, ah Three days."

"What do you suggest, old friend?"

"Put the boy in dragon training, if the villagers see him fight and kill any dragon. They'll see he ant' no traitor to his people."

"Yes, that might work or at least slow them down. Do you think he'll survive let alone succeed?"

"Yes, I think he will survive, thought I might need to up my tried-and-true training method."

"Gober, you training method is toes them into the firer and see if they swim. Will talk about your new method later, first what do you think will get them to stop calling for this death. Other than to stop being a hiccup, maybe I should have ignored tradition and gone with what Valka wanted."

"Well ignoring the Valka remark, they boy would need to kill at least a Gronckle or a Deadly-Nadder, if he is to get them to stop callin' for thee lady's death."

"All right now to change your method, what are you thinking?"

"Ay, I was thinkin' to tell them what to do, them fight the caged beasty, so they don't freeze in the raids."

"It's good do you think he'll listen when you're telling what to do?"

"Ay maybe not on the first lesson but by the second, he'll be Viking thought and thought."

"I look fo-"

Crack

"D-D-Dad what are you doing here?"

(Hiccup P.O.V)

"Ah Hiccup it's good to see you, contrarotation's, I've decided to put you in dragon training. I'll give you your equipment when you get home." Said my father chief Stoick the vast.

"Slam"

To say I was stunned was an under stamen, for years, I've wanted to be like the others and dragon training is the best way. No Viking… dose not kill dragons, Our most hated of enemy. Yet if anyone got to me, they realize I only do what I do to fit in even if it goes table wrong. Truth is… I don't want to harm dragons at all much less kill one. True for years I said I want to kill a dragon, but only because that's the only way to be accepted around here. In reality… I fell a strange kinship with the dragons. It's the primary reason I go out during raids, sure it looks I'm trying to help the Vikings, which is good for me. It strange really, ever seen I turned four I've never referred to the people of Burk as my kin. My instincts won't allow it; even my own father fells strange, sure my instincts tell me he's my father, but not kin. Now… now I've got do to the one thing my entire being is telling me not to do.

"Ahy Hiccup I know you' shocked but we need to get back to work."

"R-R-Right Gobber." I respond losing myself in the cleaning and banging of blacksmithing. However, this only lasted for so long before I said.

"Gobber why do I have to go to dragon training?"

"Hiccup I know you really don' want to fight dragons, unlike the rest. But you can no longer afford not to."

"Why?!"

"After the Night Furry licked you some of the others, not me, think you' calmness is an act to help the dragons during raids. It's not an act, right?"

"Of course, it's an act Gobber."

"Good… wait… dang its lad' don' you go scrambling' me head." Said Gober in a huff.

"Clang!" …darn it all why does everything around here have to be about dragons. Why must that be the only way to fit in around here. Why can't there be another way… it funny after all the first time I've felt safe around here was when the dragon licked me."

"Grown-crack!"

(Later that day)

Crick

"Ah Hiccup your home… good… you'll need this."

"Huh… right."

Thud!

"And don't forget your helmet and trusty shield."

"On it."

Thud

"Now remember sone when you Carey this axe, you care all of us. See you soon, hopefully, I'm going on a nest hunt."

Bang!

"I'll be here, hopefully." I said to no one. Thus, ending my march of doom.

Crack!

"Dang it all it happened again, first the anvil and now the shield, what's going on?"

(Stoick's P.O.V")

Bang, Bang!

"All right we're going on one more nest hunt before the winter frost setts in. any questions."

"Stoick What are you going to do about Hiccup? His is a traitor!" said a random Viking.

"We don't know that all we know is for some reason the Night fury licked him. Therefore, I, 'and Gobber,' have decided to place Hiccup in dragon training. If by the end of it Hiccup has not kill a dragon, he will be outcasted from the island, or put to death."

"And who know maybe the Night fury licked the lad because he has a way with the beast like some kind of dragon master."

"Thank you Gobber."

"No problem, Stoic."

"Huh… now any other questions."

"Why should we go on another nest hunt the last wasn't that bad?"

"Your right Spitloud the last wasn't too bad, but who to say the next wont. Or that the licking of Hiccup wasn't some kind of tasting and soon they'll start taking the very young and old. Now any volunteers?"

"…"

"And the ones who don't go will look after Hiccup… shuffle… Much better. Meeting dismissed."

Thud cobble, thud cobble

"Gobber… I really hope this works, I… I can't kill my own son."

"I know Stoick, I know."

"If it comes down to that, what should I do?" I ask.

"Have Spitloud do it."

"Hum… No if it comes down to that, then I must do it, at least I know it will be merciful."

"Stoick it will break you."

"It will break me either way, at least this way I know he won't suffer."

"The chief's job is never done. Who next in line if it comes down to it?

"It's Snotlouds's by blood, but I think the Hofferson girl would be best."

"Agreed."

"Gober teach them well."

"Will do, 'hopefully we don't lose Hiccup, you not that only one who will breck."

(Hiccup's P.O.V. the next day)

Huh first day of dragon training. Already I can fell my hart ponding away. As I hold my gaze to the large pit know as the killing ring. I have never liked the kill ring, is always smelt and felt like death, Blood, and depression. Now the sent is nutating, and only getting more powerful as I follow the other teens into dragon training. My inner musing broken as Gober says.

"Welcome to Dragon Training."

"The humans are here, let us out please; we won't come back. Let us out… please."

'Who said that?!"

"I don't want to fight, just let us out." Bagged another new voice.

For some reason my heart lurches forward each time I hear the Voices. Rage thunders thought my veins and my body heats up ever so slightly. Each reaching for a crescendo. Only to be drawn back as I hear Astrid say.

"No turning back."

Before her and the others walk around the kill ring in awe. There really broken as Tuffnut says.

"I hope to get some serious burns."

"I'm hoping for some mulling like shoulder or lower back." said Ruffnut

"Yeh its only fun if you get a scar out of it." Commented Astrid.

"Yeh no kidding right, pain love it." I said sarcastically.

"Oh, great who let him in." said Tuffnut. There anyone is only Broken when Gobber said.

"let' get started! The recruit who does best. will win the honor of killing his first dragon. In front of the entire village."

"Then why is he here, he's a traitor and we all know it, I mean come on the Night fury licked him, he's chosen them. Waits are we going to kill him too?" asked my cousin Snotload, almost giddy.

"That enough out of you boy, the reason he here is to be trained so they won't come after him, and show his loyalty," Said Gober, before whispering to me, "don't worry lad you'll show um who you are."

'The Only question is, who am I?' I think

"Now I always think learning on the job is the best way. However, for this training session I will first explain the most tried and true method for each dragon then have you face them. Excepted for the monster nightmare, that is the prize. Now in this cage we have the Deadly Nadder!"

"Speed eight armor sixteen." Said Fishlegs.

"Human please let me out, I won't come back. Spoke the new voice

"Next we have Hideous Zippleback!"

"Eleven stealth times two."

"Let us out!"

"The Monsters Nightmare!"

"Firepower fifteen."

"You can't keep me in here for ever I will get out and see my hatchels!" He screams.

'I need to help him. Wait what did my instincts just scream? And are these dragons talking? That settles it dragons are intelligent; but why can no one hear them, but me?'

"The terrible-terror."

"Attack eight, venom twelve."

"Come I'm cue and adorable if mildly annoying, please let me go."

"CAN YOU STOP THAT! And finally, the Gronckle- "jaw strength eight" whispered Fishlegs"- now as I said early, I believe in learning on the job but before you face this beast tell me what you need first."

"A doctor."

"Plus, five speed."

"A shield." Said Astrid.

"A shield, go!" commanded Gobber. Sending us to the shield rack. "Your most important piece of equipment is you shield. If you have to choose between a sword and a shield, take the shied."

"This is my shield said Ruffnut."

"Take that one, it has a flower on it, girls like flowers." Said Tuffnut.

Clank.

"Opus now this one has blood on it." Says Ruffnut as she hands the now bloody shield to her brother.

"Now a shield is good for another thing, nose- make lots of its thoughts off a dragons aim. All dragons have a limited number of shots, quick how many shotes dose a Gronckle has.

"Five." Called Snotload.

"No six." Said Fishlegs.

"Corrected, one shout for each of you." Said Gobber pulled the liver.

"Wait you're not letting us get ready."

"There's no warning during a raid. Oh, right today is about servile, you get hit your dead."

"Finally, I'm free, dang it it's the human hatches, and THERE SURRONDING ME!" Said the Gronckle before shouting at the twins. Knocking there shield away taking them out of the competition. Then refocusing on us, until the others started banging on their shields.

"Dang its human hatchlings I thought there were only four of you left why are there now eight."

'I would like to know why there are two of you.' I responded in my head. Just before she fired at fish-legs taking him out of the field of play.

"Hiccup get in there." Commanded Gober, taking me from my barricade. Just as another blasted landed next to me, Startling me. As she focuses on my cousin and speaks.

"Dang it, Human hatchling, stop trying to force me back into that tiny space and let me leave." Before taking my cousin out. And Astrid moves next to me, and I speak.

"So, I guess it's just you and me."

"No just you." She says just as the Gronckle knocks me back before pining me. Getting prepared to firer with one big sniff, before her eyes widen in shock and she ask.

"What are you? You smell of dragon, hatchling."

"What do you mean?"

"You can understand me?! The stories are true, the reaping wings do exist the queen is saved. But why do you hart you kin?!" she exclaimed in rising anger.

"Kin?" I respond confused.

"Of course, you wouldn't know. It's alright, we will teach you the best we can." She stats before liking me- again it made me feel safe. However, before our conversation could go on. Gober gabbed her to put her in her cage. She fought all the while saying.

"Be safe little Hatchling."

Bang!

The gate closed, leaving only shock and confusion as to what I am Gober's words of, "a dragon will aways… go for the kill," penetrating the haze. Leaving only blinding fury as my instincts scream 'WROUG!' There and then driving a wedge between me and the people of Burk further. My skin heating to new level, however, I feel nothing. Living thew area as fast as I can, knowing if I stayed any longer, I may kill one of them.

A few hours later as I enter the great hall to get my food. The heat hasn't settled down, remaining a dull thrumming across my body. Rain coming off me in puffs of steam. The smell of fish watering my mouth. Surprisingly, or maybe not, I'm craving fish that's been cooked less time. Then it hit me, the smell of eel. now I've never been an eel eater not scenes four winter had passed after my hatching. However, it smells of death, vile and disgusting. The focus I had placed on the churning of my stomach pulled from the forefront of thought as Gober asked.

"Now can anyone tell me what Hiccup did wrong?"

"Ah he showed up." Said Ruffnut

"He didn't get eaten." Said Tuffnut.

"He's never where he should be." Said Astrid.

"Thank you, Astrid. You need to live and breath this stuff. The dragon manual, everything we know about every dragon we know of."

Crackle, boom!

"No attacks tonight. Hurry up."

"Wait you mean read?" asked Tuffnut.

"Well, where still alive?" continued Ruffnut

"Why read word when you can kill the stuff the words tell you stuff about." Said Snotload

"Oh, I've read it like seven times, there this water dragon that boiling water at your face. Oh, and there this other one that-" said Fishlegs

"That sounds great there was a chase I was going to read that…" said Tuffnut.

"But now…" finished Ruffnut.

"you guys read; I'll go kill stuff." Said Snotload before tuff, ruff, Snotload, and Fishlegs walk away. Trying to be friendly, I walk up to Astrid and ask.

"So, I guess we will share?"

"Read it." She says coldly.

"Ah, all mine then, so wow… I-I-I'll, ok, I'll see you tomorrow." I say before waiting for everyone to leave."

Three hours later the hall is empty, and I make my way over to the table where I left the dragon manual and open it to the first page,

'Dragon classifications, strike class, fear class, mystery class- all dragons are mysterious. First thunder-drum, this dragon reclusive dragon inhabits sea caves and dark tide pools. When startled the thunder-drum produces a concussive sound that can kill a man at close range. Extremely dangerous kill on sight.'

WOUGHN! My instincts scream, rage boiling just beneath my skin.

'Timber-jack this gigantic creetur as razor sharp that can slice thought full grown trees. Extremely dangerous kill on sight."

The heat grows ever so slightly. I continue to read, each and every, kin getting a kill on sight order. Then comes Night Fury- cousin kin, speed unknow, size unknow, the unholy offspring of lighting and death itself, never engage this dragon, your only chance, hide and pray it dose not find you.' By the end the rage was so hot I would have sworn I singed the edge of the dragon manual. So, I walk away, the heat abating to how it was after dragon training.

The next day the heat hasn't gone away, only intensified. The kill ring sending it up a notch or two. 'Thought the wood boards all around it are quite strange, almost like walls, they are walls.' I face palm, before being distracted when Gober says.

"Welcome back recruits, today you will be facing the Deadly Nadder. Now for the quick lesson, the Nadder is quick and light on there feet, you' job is to be quicker and lighter. When facing a dragon look for its blind spot, should be right in front of its nose on a Nadder. Once found, attack swiftly, and remember every dragon has one. Additionally, twins don't argue at the blind spot, it might not see you, but it will hear you. Now- CLANK- have fun."

"I am free now to find the repping wing, Marigold was talking about, must make shore the human and or human hatchlings don't hurt him. By the mouther what are these things in my way." She says, before jumping over the wall and bonding over to me.

Thud

"Hiccup!"

"Hello hatchling, I go by storm, I'm a quill shooter. I'm here to help defend you well you're like this, thought do you really go my Hiccup?"

"Not by chose." I respond.

"That moniker simple will not do, I know why not Black Spinel, Spinel, for short?"

"Hum I like that, but why a gemstone?"

"I don't really know; you'll have to ask the twilight wings amethyst when next you see her."

"Ok but you should pretend to chase me and fire shots off around me." I say before running."

"Why is that?"

"It would look Suspicious, if a dragon didn't attack a human, from a dragon hatting village. I am already suspicious from all the lickings I've been getting."

"Do you not like them, Hatchling."

"No, I like them, they make me feel safe. But the humans think me traitor kin. They put traitor to death."

"You're not traitor to kin. Just an ingot hatchling up until now. Why do you believe us over us over the human who raised you?"

"The humans don't feel right like not kin, you and others feel right like kin. I know I am not one of them, but I'm not shore what I am. Just following what feels right."

"Follow your instincts, Spinel, they will lead the way?"

"Thank-"

"AHHHH" the twins scream running up to storm.

"You will not heart him!" she roars before blasting the twines out of the exercise. Returning to the walls to chase down the others. Quickly taking out Fishlegs. Quickly Astrid and [snot-load] see me and Sigle me to get down. I follow the command, before we roll to another wall. I get stuck in front of storm, where she says,

"Hatchling, if you're going to roll like them kick off with your legs, gives you more power." Then aims and fires above my head. Scorching the wood above.

'Can't wait to do that' I think watching her track down Astrid and Snotload, who properly gets in Astrid's way saying.

"I got this babe.'" Before frowning his axe

"Hu, Hu, Hu, you misted Human hatchling."

"The sun was in my eyes. Block out the sun, I can do that, just not right now." Says Snotload.

All the while dogging another fire blast with Astrid, who is chased by storm over the walls. Bonding in a circle, until they come to me, where Astrid gets her axe stuck in the shiel I'm holding, nocking us over.

"Ow love on the battlefield." Called Tuffnut.

"She cane do better." Responds Ruffnut.

Right before storm see Astrid, axe in shield and screams

"Get away from the Hatchling." Where upon Astrid rips the shield from my arm. Hits the in-bonding storm. Leaving me shocked and quite as storm wabble to her cage. Getting in right before Astrid yells!

"Is this some kind of jock to you our parents war is about to becomes our, fighter out which side you're on." Turning my shock to rage, then Furry. As I think, 'For all I want is for this useless war to be over.' It almost sounded like a hiss.

Leaving before the furry overtakes me I make my way to the forest, to a cove I know is there, to be safe and sound. A few our later coming into the cove. Where I see the same Night Furry, Night wing, from a few nights ago.

"Hello hatchling repping wing, I am the twilight wings, Amethyst. Tell me what you're called?"

"The Humans call me Hiccup, I don't like it, A spine shooter called storm decided to call me Black Spinel, spinel for short, I liked that. She said I should ask you why a gemstone thought."

"All in good time, your first change has begone." Said Amethyst.

Just as the heat grew in strength, scarlet likes appear along my veins. My legs and arms shorten, turning into hind leg and fore legs. Hands and feet turning into pads. My thumb received with its nail, my remaining finger receded nails turning into long Amethyst claws, sharp enough to skin with a simple stroke. My hip breaches and reforms pushing me to all floors, level with Amethyst. My hair falls out, my body lengthens and tail sprouting from my hind quarters. My head becomes more arrow shaped; ears turn to flaps a third adorns the crown. Wings large and wide sport from my back, small wings grow from hind quarts sides. My eyes become larger and silted, my nose flats, teeth fall out replaces with razor sharp arrow shaped teeth, that seem to be retractable. New and different muscles grow, and final obsidian black scales with hide underneath. Covering my entire body.

Snap!

I lashed out, biting the foreign persons, the scarlet likes puling once as venom entered the person.

They screamed, it sounded like Astrid. However, it only lasted a second before they passed out, and I got a good look at them. It is Astrid, now with the scarlet red lines I hade a second ago.

"Oh dear. This isn't good." Said Amethyst.