I am Blackface and I am in the time Vikings rule the lands I am telling you a story not of my own but of someone I knew
The story is about a boy Hiccup Horrendous Haddock son of my Viking chief at the time
Times in berk
This is berk an island two degrees of hopeless and ten degrees of freezing to death. My name is Hiccup yeah great name but parents here think that ridiculous names will scare away troll and things like that.
Now most of the buildings are new because of the pests while some people have termites etc we have dragons yeah you get the idea.
Now there is the chief Stoic the Vast the leader of the Hairy Hooligans my clan
Some people say that when he was a child he popped off a dragon's head clean of its shoulders. Do I believe it? Yes and you want to remember him.
Now while Vikings are large and beefy I am small and skinny and that led to my being despised and shunned. But there is my cousin Snoutlout large and good at everything a typical Viking can do, he and the 6 terrors (I call them), Fishlegs, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Astrid and Astoria plus of course the leader Snoutlout.
Now I have been an apprentice to a silly hooligan named Gobber the Belch since I was about 2 my father tried to teach me but as the rest of the village thinks of me as Hiccup the Useless yeah pretty rude of them but what do you say they are Vikings.
Now today I made fifteen and the best I got for my birthday was a visit from four of the six terror now Astrid and Astoria the Hofferson twins as they are known do not directly bully me but when I have a great idea that may out shine them (as they want to become shield maidens) they ruin it oh wait did I say I, no we me and my best and only friend Blackface.
We are very good friends and also not Viking material but both of us are smart and bullied by the six terrors and also he is the only one who said happy birthday to me and brought me a present a gold and silver dagger because he owns the biggest trade centre of Berk.
I know what you're going to say how can a fifteen year old own a trade stand well his father White face the Tyrant gave some pointers before he died now we use our inventions (yes we are the among the first Vikings to invent) to hunt and fish for the stand yet nobody acknowledges this.
And people call me useless yet I am the one that made all off Berk's finest weapons yet no one acknowledges this all even sharpening them I am the one.
We have big crushes on two of the terrors I, Astrid and Blackface, Astoria we even made their weapons an axe and a sword respectively, but yet they continue our downfall.
What do I mean downfall well we are known for our inventions going haywire and yet it isn't us all the time once or twice yes but all the time no, the terrors kept messing with our inventions especially the latter.
The latest is when we shot down a night fury and another which is white but unknown and freed captured dragons but that was us.
We later found the dragons and tried to kill them but failed miserably that's when we both start dragon training the winner will get the honor to kill their first dragon in front of the community (some honor).
This is my life and I want to see where it goes….
