Note: The following is a fan-based Fanfic. HTTYD is own by Dreamworks Animation. Please support the official release of HTTYD 3. Also, there's gonna be a little surprise because Henry is gonna get a dragon that you're all too familiar with during the course of the series.
Seriously, where the hell am I? I immediately got up, accidentally bumping into the girl's head.
"OW!" I winced, rubbing my ever-so aching forehead. Well that was embarrassing. I looked up to see the girl rubbing her head in ease off the pain as well. Soon after, I looked at her for a while and gawked at her outfit. She had this slender physique, along with pale skin, black eyes, the unkempt black hair tied in a ponytail with a vivid purple beaded scrunchie. She also has bags under her eyes. God damn, sounds like somebody didn't get any goodnight's sleep for who knows how long.
Her outfit consists of a white short sleeved woolen tunic shirt with brown leather wrapped around at the wrists of her arms. It seemed that she had a bright bluish red skirt, and black midcalf-length socks, and deep orange-brown woolly boots. Over her clothes was a grayish brown cloak, which also had a hoodie. She also wears a black skull-crusted necklace, along with large purple prayer beaded necklace.
"Umm...hello?" I called, causing her to widen her eyes in shock at me before immediately taking off. "Hey wait!"
Before you know it, I started chasing after her. What was she so afraid of? Is it...me? Oh please, like someone like me can be scary?...Unless it's Halloween. I began chasing after her through the dense-like forest until I found out that she was gone.
"Great...many people lose things like a phone or credit card, but I manage to lose a girl..." I sighed in irritation. Well that surely went great. Although, one question came to mind: Where the hell am I at? I know that I'm in a forest, but what part of the forest exactly? Snogard forest was always known for being the biggest forest in Oregon. Hmm, maybe I can call for help? Good thing that I still have my bag. I looked over it and began searching over it, only to realize that it wasn't there.
"Oh that's just great..." I sarcastically commented. My phone is gone, that's just frigging great. Actually, come to think of it, I had my phone the whole time before I...wait a minute! What if that girl took it?! That little-
GRR...
...What the hell was that? I looked around the forest, feeling the dread of fear shaking within my body. Okay, that was just probably your imagination, Henry. No big deal, but just in case...walk out of here while you still can. Hopefully, I can get out of this town no doubt. With that, I began walking out of the forest, with my hoodie up and my bag still on my back. Luckily while I went searching inside of it, the food and stuff are still there, only except for my phone. I swear, once I find that girl, I'm gonna be so pissed off of her for stealing my phone. Like seriously? Who even steals a phone?
GRRRRR!
Okay, still a part of your imagination Henry. Just walk out of here while you still can. I soon started to pick up the pace in order to keep myself alive. Oh god, I just hope that isn't a bear. Because if one came out of nowhere and attacked me, then I'm totally done for.
GRRRRRRRRR!
...And that's my cue to run away as fast as I could! I began running off, not even knowing where the hell am I even going! I gotta hurry before I get eaten alive! This is not how am I gonna die today! I soon continued to run as fast I could through the thick forest, and I didn't know how long I ran. Man, I think I gotta sit this one down. I soon came over to a big rock-looking cliff nearby as I leaned against the wall with a heavy sigh, hoping to catch my breath.
Okay Henry, let's recap on what you know so far. Got sent home from school for beating up a jock, getting into a heated argument with my family, and tried to run away from home, have this bracelet glowed strangely and making me go into the forest on my own free will, found a giant tree, along with a well that the bracelet forced me to fall into and...that's it. Hmm, things sure went so fast, didn't it?
I don't know how long I've been out, but judging by the stars in the sky obviously that it's still nighttime. So it looks like I haven't been knocked out that long. Anyway, it's best if I continued my way around here in order to get the hell out of here.
Before I could take my leave, I saw the ground getting darker. Oh great, now what? I turned around and looked up to see something on top of the cliff. Is that someone? Oh boy, that's a relief! I just hope maybe they can get my attention!
"Hey!" I called, causing the figure up there to look at me. However, I began to feel a bit worried about this as I slowly began realizing something. Since when did anyone, except maybe that girl, ever came this far in the forest? And also, the way that person is moving...is weird. It's like they're moving on all fours, which is ridiculous...unless...
Suddenly, my thoughts were cut-off as something came shooting down towards me.
"Whoa!" I yelled, jumping out of the way before it came shooting straight where I was last standing. I got up and gaze at the scene, seeing a burned up mark on the ground, causing my expression to turn pale. "W-what the?"
What the hell was that?! H-how on earth d-did that figure do that? Suddenly, I heard another rumbling sound as I look up to see the figure firing some sort of blue fiery ball towards me, causing me to move out of the way for safety. Okay, there is no way someone can do that! But I am definitely not standing around here like one of those jackasses who just stay behind and stare at creepy things like they're stupid or something!
I immediately began running off as another shot was fired straight towards me, causing me to move out of the way as I kept running more faster. What the hell is going on here?! I don't get it at all! I kept running and running and running till I saw an incoming cliff heading straight towards me. I immediately took a hard stop and nearly fell off the cliff.
"Oh boy..." I muttered before sighing in annoyance. "Oh great...this is so good for someone like me."
Suddenly, I heard a roar echoing through the pathway I just ran, causing me to widened my eyes in shock. Oh shit! There's nowhere else to go. I backed away a bit, not trying to fall down the cliff before gazing down at it, seeing the long fall. Oh man...this is bad. What am I gonna do? I can either fall down through this steep cliff, or just confront whatever is coming after. Which is great because either choice will lead me to my death.
ROOOOOOOAAAAAR!
Okay! Okay! I take choice one! Just get me out of here! I immediately jumped down the cliff and began falling down straight towards the ground.
"This was a bad idea! Bad idea! Bad idea!" I kept shouting before noticing my bracelet shining brightly as I was surrounded in a yellow-orb like shield as I started floated down safely towards the ground. Oh man, that's a relief. For a second there, I thought I was gonna fall to my death.
Suddenly, I took that back as another fiery blue ball came towards me and hit the shield, causing it to static and fade away while I was floating in mid-air.
"Oh...dammit..." I muttered before falling down and hitting the tree branches one by one and falling down on the ground with a hard THUMP! Oh...my back...
I slowly began getting up and stretched my back a little, hearing a cracking sound.
"Well...that's gonna leave a mark." I commented before looking over at my bracelet. It was emanating a strange bright light before I blacked out. So what was that all about? Making that weird golden bubble shield or whatever. Definitely weird...
Huh? Oh great, it's shining again. Where's the off button for this thing? Hmm...maybe it's telling me that there's somewhere it wants to lead me to? I began following around the place, seeing it glow faded lightly when I'm nowhere near the area around some trees, however, it started brightening up when I'm getting closer to a narrow-like pathway through the forest.
Huh...it's like a game of hot and cold. Weird.
Soon, I walked through the narrow path and headed straight past to the forest to see if I can be able to find a way out of this damn forest. Soon, I arrived to what seems like a similar area as where I found the well, but this place...it's giving me these creepy vibes. Why you ask? Oh I don't know, maybe because of the cold wind blowing to your face, the area seems more darker than the other parts of the forest I've been exploring, as well as the big trunk tree standing alone around this area. It looked almost hollow and what strike me weirdly yet curiously was that there was something stuck inside of it.
I slowly began walking over to the tree, and inspected it closely. Huh? Is this a...sword? Yep, I said it. It's a sword and it was stuck against this tree. Who the hell would leave a sword like this around here?
Huh? I noticed the bracelet brightly reacting to it, not blinking over and over like a radar. Hmm...well it wants me to do something. Does it...want me to pull it out? Well...I'm not sure about that, especially since I'm pulling out a frigging sword of a goddamn hollow tree!
Oh well...it won't stop that flashing unless I do it. So I got no choice...
Soon, I slowly placed my hand towards the sword's handle as the bracelet began shining more. I then began to pull it as it slowly began to pull out of the trunk of the giant tree. I managed to pull out a tree before stepping back a little, seeing now that the bracelet is down glowing like crazy. Well...that's a relief.
"Hmm..." I looked over at the sword and saw that it had this gold color on it, with a symbol of a winged monster on the blade. Hmm...it almost looks like a dragon. Plus, the guard of this sword makes it look like I'm touching a pair of horns from the devil and I can feel the leather from its hilt. Just...what is this thing anyway? I certainly can't keep it, that's what. Suddenly, the sword began glowing with the same kind of flashing bright light as the bracelet, causing me to closed my eyes. God, what the hell is going on here?!
Ten seconds later, the whole flashing began stopping as I finally decided to open my eyes and look over it. God, what the hell was that all about?
"...Who dares wake me from my sleep?"
...Huh? I looked around the place, seeing no one around. That's really weird, who the hell said that?
"Down here!" Huh? I looked back at the sword at my hand and narrowed my eyes a bit to get a closer look and before you know it, I saw something unbelievable.
"And who are you?" The sword...just talked to me. I can see a pair of eyes popping on where you see between the guard and sword of it and a small mouth.
"Whoa!" I gasped, dropping the sword on the ground with widened eyes. "A...talking sword?!"
"Fool! How dare you drop the great sword of Odin, Gram!" Huh? Odin? Gram? Suddenly, the sword immediately flipped itself back up and floated towards me, much to my shock. Okay, this is all a bad dream, right? No frigging way that's possible. "You should know your manners!"
"W-well excuse me for trying to pull out some sword out of a tree." I retorted. Why am I even having an argument with it?!
"I am not 'some sword', I am THE sword of Odin. My name is Gram!" The sword known as Gram introduced himself before examining me a bit, swirling around me.
"Uhh..." I blinked in surprise, feeling uncomfortable of him staring at me like this.
"So you are my new wielder after thousand of years being trapped inside of the tree of Barnstokkr? Well I must say that you looked like a squire!"
"Excuse me?!" I exclaimed in anger. "What are you talking about?! New wielder?! What's with the crazy talk!?"
And how ironic that I said that.
"Besides, what with the raggy clothes? A mere peasant can look more better than yourself." Gram stated, adding more fury to me. That son of a bitch!
"What?!" I yelled.
"Although...I guess you'll have to do. I have no choice anyway." He scoffed before returning himself into my grip, much to my shock. "You managed to pull me out of my prison, and I am grateful to be in use again!"
"N-now hold on a moment!" I exclaimed, feeling so confused right now. "What's going on?! What the hell is a 'Gram'? I have never even heard of you before!"
"I say? You never heard of me?" He asked incredulously, which I nodded. He closed his eyes for a moment.
"You have never heard of the Greek god, Odin?"
"No."
"Nor my previous wielders, Sigmund and his son, Sigurd?"
"Not at all."
"...I see. Then allow me to tell the tale." Oh god... "Thousand of years ago, I was forged by Odin as I was a great and might sword. I was once sealed into this very tree by Odin himself in hopes of one day, I would have a mighty wielder."
"Wait, this Odin guy thrust you inside of this tree?" I questioned.
"Indeed. He says that 'The man to pull out this sword from the trunk shall receive it from me as a gift and he will find out for himself that he never bore in hand a better sword than this'. Many have tried to pull me out of the tree, but fail. Then one mighty man who became my first wielder, Sigmund, pulled me out and became my faithful companion until one day, I was broken into two pieces of my blade, but luckily, I was reforged and given as a gift to Sigmund's son, Sigurd."
"Okay?" I raised a brow.
"Together, we managed to defeat the evil dragon, Fafnir." Gram smirked a bit before getting into a serious manner. "But unfortunately...when he grew older, I was thrust back into this tree and I went to sleep for thousands of years, until now..." He looked at me with a soft smile. "You have become the newest wielder of me, Gram."
"W-what?! Okay, this has to be some sort of mistake!" I exclaimed before showing him my bracelet. "Look, it was just this stupid bracelet my grandma gave to me hours ago! It kept shining too much and it made me take you out of that tree!"
Gram examined my bracelet for a while before letting out a small gasp. "I say, you have thee bracelet of the Haddock Family Clan. Where did though get it?"
"W-well…"
ROOOOOAAAAAR!
Oh shit! Not that again! I gotta get the hell out of here! "What in Thor's name was that?" Gram questioned.
"Don't know, but I do not wanna find out!" I exclaimed before running out of this area, going around the giant tree and headed into the forest, running away from that crazy sound.
"Why are you running?! A true warrior never retreats!" Gram stated sternly.
"Well sorry to say that I never wielded a talking sword before as well, so sue me!" I argued as we passed through some trees, and kept running off. I put Gram behind my back, just between my bag, just to be safe. Besides, fighting something you've never seen before?! What kind of retarded idiot would do such a thing? I kept running through the thick forest, not even caring where I'm going as long as I kept running until…
"Watch out!" Huh? I immediately looked at where I was going and got hit by an incoming tree branch.
"OW!" I winced before tripping over and began falling down a mountain trail, getting hit every fall I took. "OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!"
Before you know it, I landed on the ground very hard, probably gotten myself a few bruises as well with it. God damn it…
"Squire! Are you alright?!" I soon got up from the floor and panted heavily, seeing some bruises I gave myself from that fall.
"Y-yeah…I think so…" I sighed, holding my right arm in pain. Wait, what did he call me? "Wait, what did you say?"
"I asked if you were alright, squire?" He asked, much to my irritation.
"It's not 'squire', it's Henry." I scoffed, correcting him.
"Hmph! Well you are quite a novice when you wield a sword." Gram stated sternly. "A warrior would never back down from a fight! And you should know that! Until then, you'll be known as a squire, squire!"
Unbelievable! First I get attack by whatever that was, I fall down and gotten myself hurt twice, and now I'm stuck with annoying talking sword. Yep, my day couldn't have gone better….
"Anyway!" Oh good god, here he comes again. "The wisest thing to do is to go and find shelter."
"You don't think I know that?! I'm trying to get out of this damn forest!" I exclaimed before taking a breather. "Look, let's just find the exit out of this place. If only I had my phone…"
"A phone? What is a 'phone'?" He asked.
"I'll answer that later. Right now, I need to get out of here." I replied before walking, only to wince in pain. Oh good god, I think I sprained my leg from when I fell and roll down this mountain trail. Ugh, this is just going to be an exciting way on surviving out of this forest, isn't it? Soon, I began walking slowly due to my sprained leg and tried my best not to sprain it. Dammit…If I don't make it out of this damn place, then I'm done for…
Soon, I began walling all over the place and tried to find my way out of here, hopefully that it doesn't end up in a disaster…Wait, what am I saying? I am in a complete disaster. I ran away from home, gotten my phone stolen, and worse of all, I'm lost in the middle of frigging nowhere! Now I'm doomed…
Huh? Suddenly, I felt another glow from my bracelet. Now what? "I say…the Bracelet of Haddock…it's glowing." Bracelet of…Haddock? "It's trying to lead us out of this forest."
"I…I see." I nodded before walking through the forest in hopes of finding a way out of here. I began playing hot and cold once again with this damn bracelet. Like seriously, couldn't it maybe tell us where to go instead of making me do this? This is just stupid in my opinion. Soon, I managed to find it by going through some shrubs and bushes. I was getting really tired, probably because how I fell off and tripped like two times. I just hope this…bracelet can get me home, and even so, how would my family take it when I tell them how I find a talking sword whose say that he's the Greek sword of Odin, Gram? No…they wouldn't believe me. They would think that I've gone crazy…besides, not after everything I said to them…
Ugh, why should I care? It's their fault why they can't understand nor believe me why I gotten myself into that fight as well as getting into that fight that got suspended from my last school. Besides, when my parents decided to move out towards Snogard Falls to get a good and better life there, they got me out of that school. It's not that I don't care about it, it's just that….never mind, why am I even bothering with you all? You all just don't get what happened…and nobody will….No...body...will...
Ugh, what's going on with me? Why am I so...sleepy? Oh crap, I haven't gone to sleep at all...dammit! Soon, I saw some some an open field out out of the forest, much to my relief as I made a relieved soft smile as I began walking a bit faster towards it.
"I say squire, you need to stop going a bit faster. You need some rest." Gram said, sensing my pacing.
"Screw you!" I exclaimed before racing over to the scene, seeing the open field and out of that damn forest. Oh boy, I thought for sure that I wouldn't see the light of day, which is ironic since it stills nighttime. I looked around with a grin before noticing a town over by. I could see some light over by a distance. "Ahh, there it is! Home sweet home!"
"Ah, time sure flies." Gram commented. "Although, I've been meaning to ask...what is with...the weird outfit you are wearing?"
"Weird outfit?" I questioned before looking over myself, seeing that I was still wearing my original attire. "It's not that weird! This is how I dress! Look, I don't need your opinion, I'm just gonna go over there and get help! Right now, I just...wanna go somewhere far off. I'm probably on the other side of town."
"The other side of town? So that means this isn't your home?" Gram questioned.
"Well, I've moved here, but that doesn't matter right...now. Look, just...shut up so that we can go." I said, already getting irritated by how he talks.
"I say squire! Stop with your reckless attitude!" Says you! Soon, I began to head over to the direction of the town until I began to feel more tired and sleepy due to everything I've been through inside of that forest. My leg is sprayed, I'm getting tired and there's nothing left...
H-huh? I saw the town in a distance and I grew happy but extremely tired as well, as well as having these damn bruises giving me so much pain that it wants to shut my body down. Just...hang on...tight...
I kept running over there as fast as my legs could, despite getting a sprained leg that I have to add more pain to it.
"Stop it squire! You're only going to hurt yourself more if you keep doing that!" Gram stated in corner.
"I don't need your concern, I'll be fine." I assured with a light scoff before feeling more pain as I fell down on the ground since my right leg gave up on me. D-Dammit...I looked over at the town...but I became confused upon seeing it...strange, it almost looked like...a village...
"Ugh!…dammit…" I winced before letting the darkness embraced me. Well, this is clearly all my fault. Maybe I should've just took a breather and did something to my leg.
Which would be pointless for someone like me due to not going to medical school. Now look at me, covered with bruises, and I've passed out. Can this day get any worse?...
? P.O.V.
Ooh boy, another day passed right here on Berk. Nothing much from forging too many swords and axes for the other vikings. Ugh, I've spent so much time on making so many weapons that it's past my bed time, but it's almost morning. Time really flies when your forging weapons, but I guess you wouldn't know that since well...you aren't that kind of blacksmith like me. It's not a boastful statement, just something from experience.
"H...elp..." Huh? What the? Who said that? I looked around before noticing through the bushes just nearby a house. I walked slowly towards it with a worried but determined look. Hopefully, it's not one of them. However, once I looked through the bushes, I gasped upon seeing a stranger in some weird clothing and a golden sword around his bag was unconscious, covered in some scratches, as well as barely breathing.
"Help...me..." He muttered. Oh man, this is bad! I could take him to Gothi, but it's already late at night! O-oh! This is just great! Looks like I got no choice, but take him with me for the ride! With that, I decided to picked him up and head back home with him. Hopefully my dad would understand why is there a stranger that nobody has ever seen living in our home, which is gonna be great.
As soon as I tried picking him up, I began to struggle to carry him on my back, much to my irritation. Fantastic...just what I need. You know, if I wasn't so scrawny and had muscles, I could've easily carried him on my back, but this looks like this is going to be a challenge, eh? Oh well...there's one thing I could try.
I began pulling him by the arms and began dragging his almost lifeless body back home. Luckily, a few vikings always come out at night, so I should be able to surpass them and besides, it's not like they care about anything I do around. Hm? What do I mean? Let's just say...I'm more like the village's outcast, but I don't mind it. You get used it after being ridicule by every viking in Berk, even by your own father for being so puny. Whatever, I'm gonna prove it to them one day. Heck, I'm already trying to save someone's life right now!
...Huh? I noticed the golden sword he had, much to my curiosity. You know, in all my life in blacksmithing, I don't think I've ever seen a sword that shiny as that. Maybe he won't mind if I examine it. He is unconscious at the moment, after all.
Sooner or later, I finally managed to get him back to my home, and much to my relief, dad wasn't here as well. It was quite good to hear at least since he wouldn't bothered to even hear me out since our conversations are always one-sided.
Yep, that's my dad alright. Vote for him as 'father of the year' everybody.
"Okay...let's get you somewhere to rest up for the night." I managed to pick him up around his arms, dragging his legs on the ground before moving upstairs to my room and allowing him to rest up on my bed. Well it wouldn't be much of a problem, I'll just rest up on the ground. After all, the bed is made of wood after all. Not the most comfortable place to sleep at, but you get it. Although...
I looked over at his golden sword as I took it off his back, along with his bag as I settled his travel pack next to his bed before getting a good look of the sword, holding it with two of my hands. Hmm...the craftsmanship of this is pretty unique, whoever made it is pretty impressive. In fact, I think maybe he surpasses me and Gobber. Hmm...although, the blade looks like it hasn't been cleaned out for months, possibly years. Seems like this guy never gotten it a good wax out of it. Hmm...maybe as a favor, I can help repay it by fixing his sword up.
"Ugh..." Huh? I looked over to my left to see the boy slowly moving around. Oh boy, it's a good thing that he's still alive. Now then, about those bandages...I'm probably gonna need a medical kit. Wait, what am I saying? I need a medic kit for his injuries, especially that big bruise on his right leg. It looks pretty bad up. I better find it and fast.
Henry's P.O.V.
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...W-what?….What the hell? I slowly began to wake up from the darkness, finding myself in a wooden room that nearly has the looks of a cabin. How…did I end up here exactly? I looked around before stretching my back and letting out a yawn before I felt my back cracking a bit.
"Ah!" I choked. What the heck?! I looked at where the bed I was at before seeing it being made entirely made by wood. What the hell kind of bed is this?! More importantly, where the hell am I?!
"Huh?" And who said that? I looked over to see a boy. A boy with auburn hair parting to his right with minor freckles on his cheeks. He has a long sleeve, light-green tunic and a dark brown fur vest, which was the same for his boots. I didn't mind the clothing, but that face of his! W-why...why that face...
"Oh hey, you're finally awake. Well that's a relief." He sighed in relief. "It's good to see ya awake. You had me worried there for a second. When I found you around the back of the village, I thought you needed some help judging by your bruises."
I continued to look at him with a surprised look, not bothering to hear any word at him. I-I don't get it...why...does he...
"I was planning on telling my dad to let you know what happened, but unfortunately, he's not here at the moment." He sighed before commenting "Which is great since he's off busy with his duties and not bothering to check up with his own son."
W-was...was that sarcasm he just pulled?! But...that's my thing! This guy just made a sarcastic remark like I do sometimes...no, most of the time!
"Oh well, it doesn't matter really." He shrugged before noticing me not responding at all. "Hey...you okay?"
"H-huh?" I blinked a few times before rubbing my head bashfully with a nervous chuckle. "Y-yeah! Totally! Why wouldn't I be?"
"Okay?" He raised a brow at me, confused by my attitude. "So...how you feeling?"
"Good." I nodded before getting back up and wince a bit before looking at my leg as I folded up my right leg and saw that it was bandaged up. "Huh...did you do this?"
"Yeah, I noticed it when I went and helped ya out. It's kinda ironic for someone like me to save you, you know." He stated, much to my confusion.
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" I questioned.
"Well I mean, it's quite obvious really. I'm a Hiccup, which is also ironic since it's literally my name." Hiccup? That's his name? I've heard of stranger names, but that's one quite between usual and unusual. Noticing my confused look, he became a bit surprised that I don't know that. "Wait, so you don't know what a Hiccup is?"
"Should I?" I raised a brow.
He let out a sigh and answered "Well you see, a Hiccup is someone who is weak, scrawny, and...well you pretty much get the gist of it."
"But...you managed to save me, right?" I asked. "If you were able to carry me, then you're quite strong to me."
"W-well thanks..." He smirked at the compliment. "Although, you wear the weirdest clothing I've ever seen."
"Oh for god's sake, seriously?!" I exclaimed in irritation. "Stop judging by how I look, alright?!"
"Whoa whoa whoa, okay! No need to get angry." Hiccup said, raising his hands in surrender. "Sorry about that..."
"Whatever..." I scoffed, glancing away from him before examining the place. "So this is your house?"
"Yep, pretty much." He nodded. "So who are you by the way? I'm sorry if I never caught your name."
"It's Henry." I answered.
"Henry..." He muttered, placing his finger on his chin in thought. "You know, it doesn't like any of the names I've heard of. It's kinda a weird name."
"Wow, how ironic." I rolled my eyes in a sarcastic way. "Nobody can say the same about your name, 'Hiccup'."
He looked at me for a while before chuckling, much to my confusion. "What?"
"O-oh nothing! It's just that...this is the first time I'm meeting someone who seems to get it." He replied with a smile. "Seems like you got a hand on being sarcastic, eh?"
"Meh, it's one of my traits." I shrugged.
"Yeah, same here." Yeah, same for you. "You know, you never told me about your sword."
"Sword?" I asked before remembering that talking sword! What was his name...Gram or something? "Oh, you mean that golden sword?"
"Yeah. You know, I'm quite impress with the way it looks." He commented before pointing over to my right to see the sword resting against the wall. "Although, can't say for the blade, of course."
"Huh, didn't noticed that." I said, walking over by it. "Well, it does need a shine."
"Yeah..." He nodded. "So anyway...I was meaning to ask you some more questions."
"Really?" I asked, not feeling intrigued about this. "Look, I've been knocked unconscious and gotten these bruises. I appreciate you helping me, but I'm not in the mood for asking questions."
"D-don't worry, it's nothing much. Just a few questions, that's all." He assured with a soft grin. I looked at him for a while and let out a heavy sigh before saying "Fine...only if you answer my questions as well."
"Your questions?" He asked in confusion.
"Yes. I just want some answers of my own." I nodded.
"Well alright." Hiccup nodded. Hmm...you know, now that I think more about his name, it sounds almost...familiar...
"Well, you first." Me and Hiccup said in unison. "What?"
"Umm...you first." I said, which he nodded with a smile.
"Thanks...so where did you come from? I have never seen you here in Berk." Hiccup questioned.
"Huh? Berk? Don't you mean Snogard Falls, Oregon?" I asked, and judging from his confused expression, he doesn't know it. Besides, I am wanting to ask how he dresses like that. He almost looks like a peddler from some movie I've seen. "S-Seriously? Not ever?!"
"No, sounds like to me you're quite lost, aren't you?" Hiccup guessed.
"Wow...what gave it away?" I questioned sarcastically.
Hiccup chuckled with a soft grin and said "Okay, easy on the sarcasm."
"Sorry, it's quite a habit. My dad always get mad at me when I do that." I smiled before frowning in remembering my conversation with him. I just wanted to be alone...and as always, I pushed him and the rest of my family away...just like everyone once two years back.
"Jeez, you think? I get him mad at me most of the time." He rolled his eyes with a smile. "So anyway, I've never heard of that place before. It's that where you from?"
"Yeah..." I nodded before began thinking about it. I don't understand, how did I...Oh! The well! That must be it! If I find that well, it might be the only way to get me back home! Although...do I really want to go back home to my family? No...I just wanna get back to where I came from, not with them...
"Something wrong?" Hiccup asked in worried, causing me to glance at him before I tightened my hoodie and said "Uhh...nothing."
"Okay." Hiccup nodded. "So is there anything else you wanna say?"
"Well...just one question. What in the world is Berk?" I asked in confusion.
"The island that we're one." Hiccup replied, but noticed me blinking in confusion. "You really don't know where you are, huh?"
"No, not at all. I'm...just lost." I said, feeling unsure about this. Just what the hell is Berk?
"Well I can happily ask that." Hiccup smiled before clearing his throat and began explaining about the place.
"This is Berk. It's twelve days north of Hopeless, and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death." Well, that went pretty dark. "It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery."
Meridian...of misery? Meridian...
"My village. In a word, sturdy. And it's been here for seven generations, but, every single building is new." Huh? Every building is new? What? Do these people like redecorating their houses or something? "We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests."
"Pests?" I asked, raising a brow at him.
"You see..." Hiccup rubbed his head bashfully with a nervous chuckle. "Most places like where you come from have mice or mosquitoes. We have..."
ROAAAAAAR!
"W-what the?!" I exclaimed as Hiccup sighed before running downstairs. Where the hell is he going?!
"Squire!" Huh? I looked over to see Gram opening his eyes and talking to me.
"Oh, look who decided to talk." I sarcastically commented.
"I am sorry if I couldn't do anything to help you." Gram apologized. "I wanted to help you squire, but not until that young boy saved you."
"Whatever...I just hope that I can somehow figured out what the hell that roar was." I sighed before walking over and picking up Gram. "Although, I'm gonna need a new place to put you."
"Do not fear. Surely the young boy can create a sheath for me. For now, just hold onto me." Gram said, which caused me to roll my eyes.
"Whatever you say..." I sighed before we walked back downstairs to find Hiccup about to open the door. "Say Hiccup, what was it you were going to say? You had what?"
"Well, you see, we have..." The moment he opened the doors, I saw a giant monster chasing a bunch of sheeps before it blasted its fire towards us, causing Hiccup to shut the door immediately. I widened my eyes in shock and froze at what I just witnessed.
"What the hell was that?!" I exclaimed.
"Dragons..." He breathed out before immediately opening the door and headed out.
"Hey wait!" I called, chasing after him. I looked around in shock, seeing countless dragons invading the little village we were in. They were shooting fire everywhere into the houses while I say buffed people wearing helmets and the same strange clothing as Hiccup's. Okay, can somebody please tell me what the hell's happening?! They're frigging dragons here! Frigging dragons!
"Most people would leave!" Hiccup stated as I was running next to him while we avoided getting hit from others. "Not us. We're Viking. We have, stubbornness issues."
"Vikings?!" I shouted out before noticing a man jumping onto a dragon and began beating it senselessly with a hammer. Oh my god, this can't be all real, right?!
"Yep, and I'm one of them. Just to let you know again, my name's Hiccup. Great name, I know. But, it's not the worst!" Hiccup stated before we duck from some 'vikings' carrying a thick wooden pole in their arms. "Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that."
"Can't say I argue with that." I commented dryly before I accidentally tripped and fell on top of Hiccup, and before any of us could get back up, a Viking fell top of us and let out a loud yell.
"ARGGGHHHHH! Morning!" He greeted with a toothy grin before getting up and heading into the battle with the other dragons. Oh god, I swear that scream nearly caused me to go death there.
"Sorry bout that." I apologized to Hiccup before helping him up.
"No big deal, I'm used to getting people falling on top of me." Hiccup rolled his eyes, causing me to shake my head at him. Well he sure knows how to stay sarcastic in a situation like this. Well, I would've probably done the same.
"Whatever." I replied before we began running onto the board-like stairs and passed through some Vikings.
"Oh and meet the neighbors, Hoark the Haggard…" Hiccup pointed over to a nearby Viking running down pass us with a glare.
"What are you doing here?!" Well that was rude.
"…Burnthair The Broad…" Hiccup pointed to another Viking, who gave us another glare.
"Get inside!" He stated.
"Phelga the Fierce!" Hiccup pointed over to a female viking, who noticed us run by.
"Get back inside!" She yelled. Jeez, what's up with the attitudes? That doesn't sound like they were concern for him, more like they were just giving him attitude problems. What's up with that?
"And Ack…" Hiccup and I looked over to a fellow Viking, just picking his ear.
"Just Ack?" I asked with half-lid eyes.
"Yep, just Ack." Hiccup shrugged before we moved on. Seriously, those have got to be the weirdest names I've ever heard before.
As me and Hiccup kept running through the crowd, we were immediately grabbed by the collars of our shirts before I noticed a ring of fire being shot from where we were about to run off to. Holy crap, that was a close-call. Although, who the hell's holding onto me?
"Hiccup?!" Ah! The ears again! I looked over and became shocked to see what's possibly the biggest Viking out of all of them that I've seen around here for like, five minutes. "What is he doing out aga–?! What are you doing out?! Get inside!"
He threw him off to the ground, but luckily, he managed to land on two of his feet before this guy was about to throw me as well until he soon looked over my appearance.
"What the?! Who are you?!" He asked irritably, narrowing his eyes at me.
"W-well…" Wait…that face he's making. It's exactly like-
Never mind! I'll deal with you later!" He exclaimed before dropping on the floor.
"Jerk…" I muttered, getting back up and dusting myself off. He may have noticed that me and Hiccup were in danger, but it sounded like he was accusing him, even me. I mean, sure he looked at me suspiciously and just threw me off like that without me telling my name. Well, it's understandable why do to seeing these dragons just firing out on us like that.
I turned to Hiccup and asked "Hey Hiccup, who…is that?"
"That's Stoick The Vast." Hiccup answered as we looked over at the big guy who was known as Stoick, who was looking at the sky filled with dragons. "Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby he popped a dragon's head clean off of it's shoulders. Do I believe it?"
Stoick grabbed a wooden cart and hurls it into the air, knocking a dragon out of the sky while I gawked at that. No…fucking….way. Okay, I'm literally dreaming because there was no way in hell did a guy that strong could possibly thrown that! Not even my dad!
"Yes I do." I gave Hiccup a deadpanned look and said "Really? Well I don't."
"Whatever you say." Hiccup smirked before we ran off and headed as fast as our feet could take us. Thank god that my leg was treated, otherwise this would've been a lot harder to get over with. I saw two giant torch-like stands being raised and lit while the dragons swarm around them. Oh god, please just tell me this is all a dream and everything I've seen was nothing more than just an illusion. Soon, the both of us ran into some shop were I saw two vikings, one big and the other…well he looked like the same height, only except he was younger than the other.
The big one was quite large, muscular, and bald Viking with a long, braided blond mustache. He wears a tunic made of fur and a helmet with yak horns. He also seemed to have a….uhh, lost his left arm. That's quite a shocker. That kind of stuff you would see in real life and also fiction, but seeing this is quite shocking to me.
The second looked kinda similar to him, large with the same height as the first, was muscular with beefy arms, but the major difference was that he didn't lose a limb and had ruffled and messy blonde hair with a bang over at his right eyebrow. He had faded blue eyes, wore similar clothes to the first viking, wearing a dark brown tunic made of fur with a light brown vest that seems similar to Hiccup's, only larger due to his muscles, and a small size helmet that has yak horns as well with light brown pants that seemed to be made out of silk. He also got barely noticeable blonde hair on his chin.
"Yo Hics! Back for an encoure?" The second viking chuckled with a grin.
"Ah! Nice of you to join the party. I thought you'd been carried off." The first viking laughed before noticing me as well. "Oh! Who's the scrawny kid? A friend of yours?"
"Something like that." Hiccup answered before taking off his vest and wrapping an apron on.
"Oh, nice to meet ya!" The buff teenage viking greeted, walking over and patting me on the back very hard.
"AH! Hey!" I yelled, giving him an irritated glare.
"What? That's how we vikings greet each other." He stated, causing me to give him an incredulous look before turning to Hiccup, who was getting some stuff of a desk before noticing me and replied "It's true. Trust me, you get used to it."
"Hmm...you sure look new. I don't think we've met. Names Jobber." He grinned while I sighed and blew my hair a bit.
"Yeah...nice to meet you..." I greeted back before walking over to Hiccup while Jobber headed back with the blonde mustached man working on some weapons.
"Jeez, your friend sure isn't that enthusiastic, eh?" The blonde mustached viking stated with a grin. Friend? Please? I'm no one's friend...
"Yeah, we were sure enough you've been carried by some of those rogue dragons." Jobber chuckled.
"Oh us? Nah, come on! I'm waaaaay too muscle for their taste." Hiccup laughed while carrying a block over to the shelf filled with weapons. I just remained in the background, listening in to their conversation. "They wouldn't know what to do with all..." He formed a pose that a bodybuilder would've done, but seeing a skinny guy like him do that, this...this was embarrassing...but hilarious at the same time. "...This!"
"Well, they need toothpicks, don't they?" The blonde mustached viking laughed while changing his...hooks? Well...that's unusual.
"Nah, we need strong beefy yaks like us!" Jobber laughed while I began chuckling at them. Whoa, where did that come from exactly?
Hiccup went over and opened up the windows, getting a handful of weapons dropped down in the front desk by some Vikings. Hiccup immediately grabbed them and headed over to a pit filled with hot coals. I walked over to him and asked "Wait, what the hell am I gonna do?"
"Well, you can help out. I see why not, right you guys?" Hiccup asked the two vikings, who nodded at that idea.
"I see why not! What's your name by the way laddy?" The blonde mustached viking asked me.
"...Henry." I replied with a sigh.
"Alright...Henry. Get to it! Help Hiccup with making the weapons good!" The blonde-mustached viking demanded.
"It's quite easy once you get used to it." Jobber smirked, which I rolled my eyes and laid Gram down against the wall while I put on an apron like Hiccup did and went over to help him out.
"You sure you know what you're doing?" Hiccup asked curiously.
"Nope, not at all." I sighed before muttering "I didn't want to help out anyway..."
"What?" Hiccup looked at me with a confused look, didn't hear what I said.
"Nothing." I replied before gazing at the two blonde hair vikings mashing two swords with their hammers. "So what's the deal with them?"
"Oh them?" Hiccup glances at the two. "Well the meat-head with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber and the second meat-head with determination and enthusiasm, but sometimes forget things he has is his son, Jobber. I've been best friends with Jobber when I was little, as well as being Gobber's apprentice ever since I was little. Well...littler."
"Like...how 'littler'?" I questioned.
"Like say...five or six." Hiccup shrugged nonchalant while I looked at him with shocked. You mean to tell this guy worked here since he was five or six?! And his parents was okay with this?!
CRASH! BLAM!
"Oh boy! Those savvy beasts blew up another home!" Jobber commented as me and Hiccup went over and looked over from the window to see another house getting blown up to pieces.
"See? Old village, lots and lots of new houses." Hiccup smirked while I looked at this all in shock. I-is this for real? Where exactly am I? Am I...even in my world anymore?
"FIRE!" One of the vikings yelled before we saw a carriage being carried by eight teens.
"Alright, let's go!" The teens immediately grabbed tons of buckets filled with water as we watched them try to take out the fire.
"Oh, and that's Fishlegs." Hiccup pointed over to a big blonde husky kid with a small helmet with tiny metal wings on them as well as wearing a brown furry outfit. "Snotlout." Next was a boy with a helmet that had spiral sheep horns, his tunic tucked in his pants with open-stitching and a black vest over it, dark gray bracers on his arms, and matching fur boots. "The twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut." The next two were a pair of twins that were arguing against holding a bucket. Seriously? Couldn't they just get more buckets instead of a single one?
Anyway, the first one was a guy with light blond hair who wears a dark brown long furry animal vest with a very light pale green tunic that goes all the way past his hip. Around his waist, there's a brown sash-like belt that is tied around. He also wears light grey-blue pants and dark brown furry boots. On his arms, he wears a long brown arm cloth armband that starts at his elbows and ends at his wrists. His helmet is studded with four horns: the top two are bull-like, and the bottom two resemble ox horns. There was a necklace around his neck that looks like a large claw or a tooth and had tan skin with dark blue eyes.
The second one that I almost mistaken for a man, but it looks like a girl. The tomboyish type I see. She almost looked like her brother, but the different was that she wears a light brown, animal skin-like mini vest and a dark blue tunic that goes a little over her hip and ends in tatters. She wears a grayish-brown mini-skirt that also ends in tatters. Around her waist, she wears a metal-leather belt with an unidentified metal crest in the middle of it. Ruffnut wears dark brown leggings and dark blue furry boots. On her arms, she wears a long dark-gray cloth brace that starts at her elbows and stops at the wrist. Her helmet has four horns like her brother, only except they were more longer and slender.
"Oh, that's one of my friends, Dusty." He pointed to a petite fair skinned girl that nearly made me think that she was a little kid, but instead, a teen. She had fair skin and light apple green eyes. She has long auburn hair that reaches past her shoulders. In front, half of her hair is tied under her chin with a small green leather scrunchie, wrapped in like a bow. Around the back was her hair strapped in a braided ponytail that reaches her back. She wears a short brown furry boots with yellow leggings that reaches up to her knees, and wears a light brown skirt with two black stripes around its hem, and had a green beige plaid capelet with green fringes that reaches to her arms, but I can see that she had a shirt and a small size helmet on her head. I can see her wearing a long sleeve green tunic that reaches to her wrists with a gray leather hair clip with a pink heart shaped ornament attached to it is clipped on the left side of her bangs.
"My other friend, Runa." The next was another girl with a young woman of average height, having light skin, light azure eyes, short blonde dirty hair with the tips of bright red hair that reaches to the edge of hair. Her hair looked pretty smooth and was put into a curled braided ponytail and swept leftward with a dark blue little bow holding it up . She had a sleeveless tunic shirt with varying shades of faded yellow with a skimpy V-neck on it, as well as tan cloth braces on her arms. She had blue leggings that reaches all on the way to her reddish-blue skirt and with her dark long blue furry boots that reaches to her skirt. She had a big brown silk belt around her waist and two big braces wrapped around her left arm.
"and Satsuki..." I turned to the next girl, which took me by surprise. She had a fair skin tone, golden yellow eyes, and long cobalt blue hair that possibly reach to her legs, but there were made into two straight braided pigtails on the back on her head, which was covered with black straps on each side of her pigtails to keep them tight. But that wasn't what caught me off-guard, but the way...she was wearing. She looked like a clown! It was consist of a one-piece symmetrical costume, colored dark red on the right side and dark green on the left side, with white ruffled collar and golden yellow buttons, white gloves, and a matching jester hat with white stars patterns, yellow trim, and a golden sun and crescent moon from each side. She also wears a detachable red clown nose and white Aladdin's sandals with dark green soles.
"Fire! Fire! Alert!" Satsuki panicked upon seeing the house on fire. "Oh my gods! Whoever lived in that house sure was 'fired' up!"
...Really?
"Seriously?" I asked myself before letting out a heavy sigh. Worse fire pun ever.
"Yeah, you get used it for a while." Hiccup sighed. "A looong while..."
I highly doubt that.
"And finally..." Hiccup gazed over to a blonde haired chick with her hair braided, wearing a sleeveless steel-blue shirt with iron cuffs on her shoulders and having a leather hair braid on her forehead, along with a hair bang on the left side of her face, along with a reddish-brown skirt with spikes, along with a belt that had skulls on them and a pouch, with black leggings and dark brown furry boots. The girl threw a bucket of water straight towards the house along with the others before it let out a big explosion while they walked in slow motion with smirks and confident looks on their faces. "Astrid..."
I gave Hiccup a weird look before realizing one thing why he was looking at that girl like a total moron. He's in love with her. I'm not the type to instantly fall in love or have a crush on girls. However, I do love messing around with those that have crush. I looked over and saw them running back to the carriages to grab more water. Well I got one thing to say after seeing them in action...
They suck on doing their job.
"Oh, their job is so much cooler." Hiccup smiled, leaning out of the window to get a better look.
"What's wrong with this one?" I questioned.
"Nothing, except that nobody bothers to acknowledge your talents." Hiccup stated sarcastically. Really? Nobody? Does that mean...?
"Whoa!" Me and Hiccup were picked up by the two vikings out back who gave us suspicious looks. "Hey!"
"Oh come on. Let me out, please? I need to make my mark!" Hiccup pleaded.
"Oh, you've made plenty of marks." Gobber stated.
"All in the wrong places!" Jobber added.
"Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date." Okay, back up there dude. How is killing a dragon gonna get you a date with her? That's just stupid. I rather just stick who you are...well I guess not like me...but..
"Well you can't a lift a hammer, Hics..." Jobber stated.
"You can't swing an axe." Gobber added before picking up a fishing net with bolas on them. "You can't even throw one of these."
A viking immediately grabs them and uses it to bring down a dragon, who was stealing some sheeps.
"You know, just because you guys can do it, doesn't mean that we can." I muttered in annoyance.
"Thank you!" Hiccup exclaimed in relief before walking over to a makeshift wooden cannon-like object. "But maybe I can't do any of that, but this will throw it for me."
"What is it?" I questioned.
"This isn't one of your inventions that always goes wrong, right?" Jobber asked worriedly.
"What? When did any of my inventions go wrong?" Hiccup chuckled nervously before patting on the wooden machine, which immediately opens and shoots a bola randomly, hitting a Viking that was standing outside in front of the window.
"Well...that's gotta leave a mark." I commented.
"See, now this right here is what I'm talking about here!" Gobber stated, walking towards Hiccup with a stern look.
"Mild calibration issue-" Mild calibration issue? Well…I don't know what that means since I'm not the type to make inventions, but I know that I was quick-witted.
"Don't you –no…Hiccup." Gobber pointed his hook outside and said "If you ever want to get out of there to fight dragons, you need to stop all…." He looked down and glanced at Hiccup's body. "This."
"But, you just pointed to all of me!" Hiccup exclaimed.
"Yes! That's it! Stop being all of you!" Wait, what? Stop being who he is? Who gives him the right to tell him who he is?
"Wait, how does that work?" Jobber questioned curiously.
"It means stop being who he is and try to be someone else." I answered, glaring at the blacksmith. Seriously, what's wrong with him? You're practically talking to the guy who saved my life for god's sake!
"Ohhhhh…" Hiccup looked at Gobber with narrow eyes, finally understanding what I meant.
Gobber nodded and said "Ohhhh, yes."
"You sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much, raw…Viking-ness….contained?" Excuse me? What does that even mean? Raw Viking-ness? That just sounds dumb. "THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!"
"I'll take my chances." Gobber said deadpanned before tossing his sword to him. "Sword. Sharpen. Now."
"Ugh…" Hiccup groaned before going over and shining his sword using one of those block wheels to make it shine.
"Seriously, what's his problem?" I asked aloud.
"Nothing's wrong with Pa, that's what he is. Always the type to tell the truth in bad situation." Jobber laughed, patting me on the back hard, much to my irritation. "Now go on! Go help Hics!"
"Whatever." I scoffed before walking over to see him focusing on the sword.
"One day, I'll get out there." I heard Hiccup mutter to himself. "Because, killing a dragon is everything around here." Is that so? Well, I don't know much about Vikings, but I do like drawing dragons and look them up online a lot. It's kinda…a habit of mine, okay?! Don't judge me! "A Nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed. Gronckles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend. A Zippleback? Exotic. Two heads, twice the status." So those are the names of those dragons that are attacking the place? Well, those sure are…unusual names for those dragons. Then again, these guys have unusual names.
"Hey Hiccup…" I spoke up, gaining Hiccup's attention.
"Oh sorry Henry, didn't see you there." I raised a brow at him, feeling doubtful that he didn't noticed me. "What's up?"
"I was just wondering about the…dragons here in…Berk, right?" Why am I hesitating? Oh right because I'm a frigging world filled with Vikings and dragons!
"Yeah, what about them?" Hiccup questioned, focusing on sharpening the sword.
"About the dragons…do you guys always fight?" I asked.
"What? You never had dragons back from where you're from?" Hiccup asked, which made me hesitate on answering that. Should I tell him where I'm from where technology exist, and not…dragons? No…it's best not. Why you ask? Well, he might think I've gone crazy that I'm not from this world. There, you happy now? Well…maybe I can lie to him until I find my way out of here.
"W-well…you can say that." I rubbed my head bashfully, glancing away from him.
"Well you're lucky." Hiccup sighed. "But it doesn't matter. It's always been Vikings against dragons and dragons against Vikings."
"Really? How long exactly?" I asked curiously.
"About 300 years." I gave him a shocked look upon hearing that. 300 years?! That's an outrageously long time! "Yeah, big shocker, eh?"
"You may…say that." I glanced away nervously from him before we heard a roar as I looked over at the window and saw the same beast that nearly burned me and Hiccup from his home as he was on top of a tower that had a catapult in it. "What the hell is that?"
"That there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire." Hiccup answered, causing me to turn to him with a confused look as I asked "Wait what?"
As if my question was answered, I saw that dragon make his body lit up, letting out a loud roar.
"Wow…sure it monstrous." I blinked in surprise.
"Hence the name, Monstrous Nightmare." Hiccup smiled before turning a serious look as he continued "But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one has ever seen."
"No one has ever seen before?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, we call it the-"
"NIGHT FURY! GET DOWN!" What the hell? We looked back as Hiccup puts down the sword he sharpened and looked out the window as we saw something blasting the catapult into pieces with a blue fiery blast. Wait, that blast!…It's the same from before! No way! So that thing that made that blast is a Night Fury? What is a Night Fury anyway?
"This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and…never misses." Hiccup explained with a serious look as more and more fiery blasts shot against the catapults around the area. What's it doing that for?…Wait, it must be trying to make their defense weak! That's what! "No one has ever killed a Night Fury."
"Huh, guess that explains why it's called the 'ultimate prize'." I commented with an eye roll.
"Yeah, and that's why I'm going to be the first." Hiccup smirked, much to my surprise.
"Wait what?" I asked.
"Yo Hics, me and Pa need ya to man the fort!" Jobber said, picking up a mace.
"The boy's right. They need us out there!" Gobber nodded before attaching an axe to his arm and begins to run out with his son, but he turns around at the doorway with a stern look. "Stay. Put. There." Me and Hiccup looked at each other with incredulous looks. Seriously? What? Does he think of us as dogs?
"You know what I mean." Gobber let out a battle cry before running out, but not before I noticed that his right leg had a plank. So wait, he has two limbs lost. I…almost feel pretty bad for him, especially his arm and leg. Oh great, now I'm starting to feel sorry for limbs, that's fantastic. Soon, I noticed the smirk Hiccup made with his face, which made me realize what he's planning.
"You're totally gonna go out there too, huh?" I asked.
"What gave it away?" Hiccup smirked.
"That smirk on your face tells it. I know where you've been." I smiled. "Besides, there's nothing much I can do here. I didn't even do anything." "Well you wanted some questions that I happily answered." Hiccup reminded me.
"That is true, I'll admit." I shrugged before running over to get out stuff. I went over and grabbed Gram while Hiccup went and grab that bola shooting machine.
"I dare say squire, how dare you leave me like that?!" Gram exclaimed.
"Hey! I was here the whole time, so technically, I didn't leave ya!" I pointed out.
"But you should hold onto me into a sheath, not let me lean against the wall!"
"Oh stop it. I didn't you here complain back at Hiccup's house." I stated.
"Because I didn't want to reveal myself to them! I am a delicate sacred sword!" He retorted, much to my irritation.
"God, is there an off switch on you because I really need it right now?" I muttered in frustration.
"Henry! You coming or what?!" Hiccup called, already leaving the place with the cannon being pushed by him.
"Oh crap! Wait up!" I called, chasing him out of the shop and push my way through some vikings.
"Hiccup, where are you going?!"
"Come back here!"
"Yeah, I know! Be right back!" Hiccup yelled back from those complaining vikings. I turned back at them and shouted "And by that, he means stop talking and let him do what he needs to do!"
We ran all the way out of the entire town and arrived to an empty hill just on the outskirts of that village as Hiccup began setting up his invention, turning into a makeshift crossbow.
"Whoa." I muttered in awe. Okay, I'll admit, that's pretty cool and impressive.
"Oh, so you like my invention?" Hiccup smiled a bit.
"Well I've never seen anything like that before. You're quite good at doing stuff like that." I rubbed my head bashfully, glancing away from him. "All I do is just paint, draw, play music, and other things…"
"Yeah, okay…" Hiccup nodded while he focused on looking into the sky. "Now come on. Gimme something to shoot at, gimme something at…"
I walked up next to him and looked at the night sky. Seeing it makes me feel kinda glad. Although…I wonder…just where and how did I come here? I just….I just wanna go home. But…I'm not sure if I can, right? Nah, I'm probably wrong. There has to be a way here, right? Alright, I need to stop thinking about this stuff and try to think of something else.
"You okay, Henry?" I glanced over to Hiccup, who looked at me in concern. I let out a scoff and said "I'm fine. Just acting like my oh-so natural much."
"Right…sure you are." Hiccup rolled his eyes. I glanced over at his machine and asked "So how do you know that Night Fury might come here?" "I've been study it for a while and learned that it always go and destroy our defenses, so I thought this spot might be a good chance." Hiccup explained, keeping his gaze at the night sky. "Although, it's not surprising for the other vikings to think this through…"
"Can't argue with that." I shrugged. Those guys seemed to be the type to just fight and ask questions later. I'll be hardly surprised to even hear how dumb they are. Suddenly, we heard a sound before noticing a shadow visibly racing through the night sky. It fires another one of those blue blasts straight into one of the catapults, destroying them as Hiccup aimed his shot at it.
"Shoot it already!" I yelled, causing Hiccup to lose focus and hit the switch, shooting a net straight towards the sky and before you know it…
ROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAR!
We looked over to see something crashing straight towards the forest, the same one that I gotten myself lost in.
"Good grief…he did it…" Gram muttered in shock as I held him in my arm in shock.
"Holy shit, he did!" I exclaimed in shock.
"Yeah…I hit it!" Hiccup immediately got up and became joyful and excited upon seeing what he did. "YES! I HIT IT! Did anybody see that?"
"Well I have, obviously." I rolled my eyes before I heard Gram widened his eyes in shock upon seeing something behind Hiccup.
"S-Squire…"
"What is it now?" I asked irritably at him before looking over at where he was looking at and my expression turned pale, seeing a familiar beast approaching us from behind. "H-Hiccup…"
"Yeah? Was is it?" Hiccup asked, still excited before hearing a crushing sound, seeing that his bola shooting machine in bits by the Monstrous Nightmare. "Of course, it had to be you…."
"You have got to be kidding me right now…" I sighed sarcastically before glancing at Hiccup while he glanced back at me. "This is the part where we run away while screaming, right?"
"Gee, you think? Why not ask him?" Hiccup sarcastically remarked before we got roared in the face by that giant dragon.
"Well there is only thing I would say…" Gram spoke up, closing his eyes. "We must fight!"
"Yeah…no!" I yelled before we began running away from the Monstrous Nightmare! Okay, I really hope this is a dream because I wanna wake up right now in my soft bed.
"AHHHHHHHH!" Me and Hiccup screamed, running through the hills before running back into the village and tried to find a good hiding spot.
"Oh man! Oh man! Oh man! Oh man!" Hiccup exclaimed in panic before I looked back to see the Monstrous Nightmare firing a fiery blast towards him.
"Look out!" I pushed him out of the way before taking the impact, but I never felt it. I opened my eyes and became shock to see the fire in front of me, but not directly. I don't understand…
"Whoa, how are you doing that?" Hiccup asked, getting back up and looked at me in shock. "I honestly have no fucking clue…" I shrugged before seeing my bracelet glow. "The bracelet…" Is it trying to protect me? I think it's making that glowing yellow shield like before, that's the only thing I can think of. Soon, once the fire died down, the bracelet stopped shining, dropping the shield down. "And just our luck…"
"Yep, just great…" Hiccup sighed in exasperation before we began running off from the beast, who roared at us before chasing after us.
Soon, we immediately dived into hiding behind the poles of those giant torch fires.
"I just hope we lost that thing…" I sighed irritably.
"You fool! You should've fought the thing! Not run off!" Gram exclaimed, yelling directly at my ear. "What kind of wielder of the great sword of Gram!"
"Shut up!" I exclaimed while I noticed Hiccup shocked look. "Uhh…you didn't hear him say anything…did ya?"
"Oh plenty…" Hiccup replied with widened eyes. "Well you sure are full of surprises, aren't ya?"
"I don't know, why not you ask yourself of that?" I retorted sarcastically before we heard another roar, causing us both to hid behind the pole tighter before feeling a fire blast coming from the other side of it. I felt a bit of fire on my shoulder, causing me to put it out with my hand. I let out a wince before looking to see some burn marks on my right hand. I really felt that…this isn't a dream….this is all real….
"I just hope that thing realizes that we aren't here…" I muttered before turning Hiccup and asked "Is the coast clear?"
Hiccup looked over to his left to check it out while I tried to remain calm until I was met face-to-face with a familiar dragon.
"Oh goddammit…" I sighed in exasperation as the beast was about to roar at me until he was pounced by an all familiar tough viking. "Oh thank god!"
Good thing that guy came! Stoick managed to punch it out of the way while me, Gram, and Hiccup watched over the fight with shocked expressions. Hot damn, this guy sure is tough if he can handle something like that! The dragon tries to breathe fire at him, but cough up only a few drops of flaming liquid instead, having already exhausted its shots.
"You're all out." Stoick muttered before punching it over and over. Oh my god, this guy is like the Rock right here! Yes, I know who he is. I'm a big fan of his work, okay? I like the Rock in both his movies and wrestling career. It shows that he's quite manly and tough and never backs down…just like me…
Sooner or later, Stoick managed to defeat the Monstrous Nightmare before it quickly flees into the air. Well that's a relief.
"Oh, umm…Henry…" I turned back to Hiccup, who had a nervous look on his face. "There's…one more thing you need to know…"
"And what's that?" I questioned with a raised brow. Suddenly, the torch pole began to collapse due to the lava that dragon fired at us before it began rolling off and destroying everything in its path, injuring some Vikings along the way. We winced upon seeing some of them getting hurt and the dragons that were captured getting released. We glanced back, only to see Stoick's enraged face.
"Sorry…dad…" Wait…what? "D-dad?" I asked in shock.
"Yeah…Stoick the Vast, chief of the Hooligan Tribe…is my dad." Hiccup chuckled nervously while I looked at him with an extremely shocked look, even Gram was shocked upon learning that. You mean to tell me that this buffed up guy is the father of a scrawny guy. Well I wouldn't call him scrawny since he carried one of the heavier weapons with two of his arms. Soon, I heard a roar as I looked at the sky to see the dragons escaping into the air, hauling off with some sheeps and other livestock.
Everyone in town surrounded us and looked at the chief, waiting an answer from him. Hiccup looks around nervously before commenting something that nearly took me off-guard.
"Okay, but I hit a Night Fury." OOF! I widened my eyes and covered my mouth, attempting to hold in my laughter. Oh my god! The way how he says it…dear lord! Suddenly, Hiccup was immediately grabbed by the back of his shirt by his father as he begins dragging him towards his house, fuming with embarrassment.
"It's not like the last few times, Dad! I mean, I actually hit it! You guys were busy and I had a very clear shot!" I glanced over to my left to see Gobber and Jobber walking over with concern looks on their faces while I kept trying to hold back my laughter. Come on Henry! This is unlike you to laugh like that! Dammit! Can't…hold it…in…anymore…! "It went down, just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there, before it-"
"STOP!" Stoick shouted, causing Hiccup to shut his mouth. "Just…stop. Every time you step outside, disaster follows. Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter's almost here and I have an entire village to feed!"
Hiccup glances over at the villagers from left to right before forming a smirk. "Between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't ya think?" The vikings who overheard him looked at themselves and rubbed their stomachs with 'Did you just call me fat?' look on their faces.
Okay, this guy is good. The sarcastic nature and the way he says those comments, it's quite…funny. Although, I feel like I've heard that voice somewhere back in my world.
"This isn't a joke, Hiccup!" Stoick exclaimed before sighing irritably. "Why can't you follow the simplest orders?"
"I can't stop myself!" Hiccup shrugged. "I see a dragon and I have to just…kill it, you know? It's who I am, Dad."
Stoick lets out another irritated sigh before looking at his son with a disappointed look on his face. "You are many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them. Get back to the house…" Hiccup looks down with a sad look while I cleared my throat and looks at him with a concern and slightly surprised look. Whoa…it's like deja vu all over again. Just like with my dad.
"Make sure he gets there, I have his mess to clean up!" Stoick said to Gobber and his son, who nodded in agreement before the former whacked Hiccup upside the head while Jobber gave him a sympathetic look. I formed an enraged look because seeing him like this…reminds me…of myself.
Suddenly, I heard another batch of laughter coming from some of the teens. The three, Tuffnut, Ruffnut, and Snoutlout while the others felt bad for Hiccup and gave him sympathetic looks.
"Quite the performance." Tuffnut commented with a grin.
"I've never seen anyone mess up that badly." Snotlout laughed. "That helped!"
"Thank you, thank you. I was trying, so…" Hiccup sighed while Snotlout continued to laugh at him before getting shoved by Jobber himself. He managed to get back up and kept his grin while I narrowed my eyes at him. This isn't right, I can't allow this!
"HOLD IT!" I shouted, gaining every Viking's attention. I glared daggers at the chief before exclaiming "Now who gives you the right to say to him?!"
"You….you're that boy who was with my son, correct?" Stoick questioned.
"Yeah, so?" I scoffed before sarcastically commenting "What? Am I in trouble because I got into some trouble with him?"
"You are not a part of this." Stoick stated firmly before looking over at my attire. "Hmm…although, you look different. I don't think I've ever seen you before."
"The names Henry. Remember that." I replied. "Now listen, I've been with your son for the whole ride from that…battle. He done nothing wrong and didn't destroy anything!" Save for that one viking that got shot in the head with a bola. "In fact, he saved my life!"
Every viking looked at each other, incredulous and doubtful about that. Even Stoick, Gobber, and Jobber were shocked to learn that while Hiccup looked at me with a soft smile. I walked over to Stoick and said "And you're just gonna talk down just because you're assuming he's responsible for all of this? Use your goddamn brain for god's sake, dumbass."
Every viking gasped while Stoick glared angrily at me.
"What was that? You do not speak to me like that! Do you even know who I even am?!" Stoick exclaimed.
"Should I?" I raised a brow while the teens were shocked to hear and see what I was doing. Hiccup, meanwhile, smiled and chuckled upon seeing what was happening. I guess it's starting to make him feel better. Look, I just don't like people talking down to others like that. I mean, this whole village seemed to blame him, even those teens…Okay, maybe some of them because I saw those three girls, the petite one, the pink hair one, and the clown one giving him sympathetic looks while the others were grinning at him like a loser. Well I'm sick of that, I just don't like people bullying others and whenever I encountered one who messes with someone and tries to threaten me…well, you should know by now with my fight with the jock back at school.
"Squire, just what do you think you're doing? This is unacceptable behavior." Gram whispered to my ear before I shushed him.
"I am Stoick Haddock the Vast! The chief of the Hooligan tribe and I will not be disrespected by a young boy with weird clothing with a golden sword in his arms!"
…..What?
"W-what…did you say?" I asked, feeling like I hadn't misheard him.
"I said that I am Stoick Haddock The Vast! The chief of the Hooligan-"
"Okay okay! But…did you say…Haddock?" I asked slowly, my face turning into shock. It can't be…right? This can't be happening…
"Yes. I'm Stoick Haddock and my son you were with is Hiccup! Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III!"
….No way…..this can't be happening…..This wasn't a dream at all, this wasn't a story, this wasn't fictional….this was real life. Then everything that happened…this world…no wonder why dragons and vikings exist….I…I was sent back in time…the boy that I met and that helped me out…was my ancestor….
To Be Continued
Yep, those were my OC's you all met. Jobber is the son of Gobber the Belch, they are quite similar to each other, along with personality, but Jobber is sometimes too excited and sometimes forgets to see the bigger picture. Dusty is a young girl who loves researching dragons and wishes to be the master of dragon knowledge, but is bit shy and is ridicule by her peers for her height, much to her disappointment. Runa is a somewhat tough girl, always taking great pride in her work as a warrior and carries a whip to lash out at people that tends to annoy her and when she gets insulted, she drops her guard down. Satsuki is a clown jester that follows her family's tradition to become clowns/jesters since Berk was founded, always appeasing and making the Hooligan Tribe and other visiting tribes laughing. She is quite silly, but tends to make bad jokes/puns, much to everyone's annoyance.
Also, the talking sword Gram is just fiction, but the sword itself is real, just not talkable. I was inspired from Caliburn from Sonic and the Black Knight. But anyway, the characters will be introduced in the next chapter. Until then, bye-onara!