Authors Note:
I have rewritten Chapters 1-3, In my opinion it is substantial. I ask that you please ponder the updated text or else this chapter will make little sense to you.
My Apologies
-ThatBritishGit
3). Tüońs
1747 A.D
Northern Atlantic
Uncharted Island
British Sovereign Waters
03:15 AM
It was dark, the waves echoed throughout the ship. Hiccup lay there, staring, staring at the wall a faded picture to be precise. It portrayed a ship, a ship navigating in a fearless storm.
3 Years Ago
Berk Territory's
The small frigate navigated across the large waves, propelling its crew to Port and Starboard. A younger Hiccup clambered from the ships store room, Astrid gripping to him.
Astrid glanced at the storm, stating 'This storm is on top of us, if we don't escape soon we will surely...'
A large wave collided with the small vessel they had renowned the Likenwing. A large cracking sound would echo throughout the vessel striking all the crew off-guard.
They had collided with a small reef..
'Hiccup..' Shouted Astrid.
'HICCUP..'
'Hiccup..' Yelled Fishlegs. Who had been banging on the door for the previous 10 minutes.
Hiccup had awoken, it was bright. The sun peered through the ancient windows, it was almost like he was staring at him with displeasure and disgust at his newfound behavior.
'I'll be right out', he answered.
Hiccup clambered from bed, pulling away the ancient cloth which had comforted him throughout the night.
He stumbled around the Captains quarters, pulling the ancient doors of the battered wardrobe open. It revealed an assortment of noble clothes, a black tunic being the most notable piece.
He grabbed it and pulled it forwards, dust circulated the air. Pulling it over his arms, he chuckled in a noble stature.
He walked towards the desk, the floor echoing beneath him. Removing the large hat from he had removed earlier that month from the charred skeleton.
He then placed the fine hat on his head, completing his oddly terrifying look.
He walked forwards opening the decrepid door. Sunbeams glanced down on him, he lifted his left arm covering his face and began to walk towards the stairs. As he clambered towards the higher deck where the wheel was situated he was confronted by Edward.
'I thank you Captain for promoting me to Lieutenant, I shall fufill this role with pride.' Edward remarked.
Hiccup glanced and smiled, 'Your welcome Lieutenant, let what we have concealed here grow into a mighty force.' Hiccup replied.
He saluted and clambered off, still suffering from the injury inflicted on him by Hiccup earlier that Month.
Hiccup had modeled his ship in a Military form and aspired to grow a Navy, a plan far fetched with their current predicament but a foreseeable one indeed.
He reached the Helm and peered at the mighty vessel, though she was undercrewed and in-need of repair she was still a mighty ship.
He was greeted by Tuffnut who had manned the helm throughout the night.
'You are relieved Lieutenant, get some rest' Commanded Hiccup.
Tuffnutt dragged himself down towards the lower decks of the mighty Dutchman. Her hull pierced through the water at great speed, which was impressive considering her colossal size.
Hiccup had taken the helm and piloted her North towards Tüońs. Fishlegs, or more formally Commandant Ingreman approached the helm clambering up the primordial steps, each one creeking under his colossal weight.
'Hiccup...' He stated as he slowly deteriorated in breath.
'You really need to work on your physical attributes as I did' Hiccup remarked, smirking at his statement.
'I know... it's.. just that...' He gasped.
The ship approached the free town of Tüońs, Tüońs was a former fish port located near the Archipelago.
The town was decrepit, but bustled with life. Storefronts bustled with activity, the local Tavern echoed with laughter. The women of the night lept onto the men, convincing them to spend their hard earned loot. The ship pulled into harbour and that spectacle changed. The air fell silent as this terrifying ship entered the port, everyone stared at it with displeasure some were shaking. She was truly a ship of demons.
The Dutchman would halt casting a line towards the hearabouts. A large man would stumble towards them, holding a large pad and quill. The larger man walked over as if the ship was no demonic spectacle. The activity of the town soon returned to normal.
A large plank was hoisted over the port of the ship, this created a walkway for Hiccup to disembark.
'Commandant Ingreman will take command in my absence, Lieutenant Edward, Gunrad and Collins will accompany me to shore.' Hiccup Commanded.
'The rest of you will attend to normal duties.' The fearless boy added. Each of them approached there duties, cocking the cannons or cleaning the deck.
Utilizing the plank, laid previously Hiccup and the others disembarked the vessel with some individuals staring at them as they did so. The man they had previously observed walltzering towards the vessel approached them.
'2 Gold, If you would be obliged.' He asked in a strong scouse accent.
Hiccup reached into the large pocket of his leather cloak. He removed a small bag, filled to the brim with gold.
'Where did you get that..' Collins asked, quickly being silenced by Edward.
He removed 2 gold from the bag and handed to the large man.
'Have a pleasurable day' he scrunted, snatching the coins and walking away.
The small group walked towards the town center,
they heard the wispers, '...There from that ship...', '...It matches the tale of the Dutchman...'. They stared in displeasure at the boys who walked nobely towards a decrepit fountain.
'Edward, recruit is a crew. However only the best shall suffice.' He commanded.
'...Take collins with you you'll need the support.'
The two boys would walk away from the conversation, Edward stumbling alas they did.
He turned and stared at Gunrad, he grinned.
'Find is the necessary supplies to repair the Vessel.'
Hiccup Bellowed.
He removed the bag he had scrounged from his pocket previously, he removed a quarter of its contents placing them in his pocket. He handed the bag to Gunrad who held it stiffly.
Gunrad saluted.
'I shalln't let you down Captain' He sniffed.
The fatigued boy walked away from Hiccup, querying What May happen if he were to fail.
Hiccup stared at a shop he new would best suit his desire, a store which possessed only one value.
He entered the shop with a smart grin on his face, inspecting the many contents stacked on the shelves. He approached the counter and pressed a rustic bell, it made a unsatisfying noise but did alert the cashier who swelled there.
A man in his 50s approached the counter, he wore a bright blue saliors top and a ragged pair of pants. His feet were bare.
'What will ya want, Skirm.' He asked in a strong Irish accent.
Hiccup stared at the map with a delightful look on his face. He removed a book from his left pocket, the title read 'The Dutchman'. He skipped through the book until he approached page 78. He then twisted the book 180* and showed it to the larger man.
He stared at it with displeasure.
'Following Ghost stories, that flag is a symbol of terror. From the look of it your lacking a ship to hoist it upon...'
The man stopped.
Hiccup had removed a large set of solid gold coins, coins of extreme wealth.
'I'll have it done by 12:00, come back then..'
He had an eager look in his face.
Hiccup placed the coins onto the counter and walked away. He kicked open the door and propelled himself outside.
Hiccup had chosen the infamous flag of Davy Jones, it was an indeering flag which mocked anyone's nobility. It's infamous calling terrified even the most experienced of Saliors.
He walked towards the local watering hole, peering at Edward and Collins who had amassed a large line of Men. Many of them remarked the look of death, a display of there experience at sea.
However were they high enough for Hiccups standards.
He felt a peck on his shoulder and turned furiously.
It was Gunrad, he had amassed his own army. An army of carts.
Behind him were over 8 carts, each overflowing with materials. This ranged from precious metals to standard wood.
'Shall.. I deposit this back at the ship?' He gulped.
'Certainly Gunrad' Answered Hiccup with a pleasant look on his normally terrifying face.
Hiccup then turned back, a familiar figure struck his eye. Someone he knew like family.