So here is another chapter. Thank you guys for the support, as of when this was written there are 66 followers of this story and 15 reviews. Thank you guys, this is amazing, it makes my day. Anyway you know I don't own anything. Also I will answer some reviews at the end.

5 Warrior and Master

Bucket and Mulch had been on the ocean for a few hours now. The wind was at a minimum and water surrounded them on all sides for as far as they could see. The only noticeable feature was the fog in the distance to their left. They had supplies for a fortnight but they could stretch that to three weeks if they had to. Bucket dozed off, and Mulch tried to find something to look at besides the midday sun. He turned to the fog bank for what seemed like the hundredth time. There it sat gray, forbidding and fluffy, on the water. He had never been in the fog himself, but he had heard stories from those who had survived. Stories of sea stacks that would loom suddenly out of the fog and destroy ships. And of sudden abush attacks performed by dragons of never before documented types. But by far the worst he had heard was from a one of the first outcasts. The man had been the leader of a crusade into the fog. He and his ships had been set upon by dragons and he had watched as his men died. But then when there had only been a few of them left, the dragons had suddenly stopped. They had tried to retreat on the only to find dragons blocking their path out. So they had gone farther into the fog and had reach an island. At least that was the best that the council had gotten out of him, the name he used for it most of the time was hel. He had described a mountain that he and his few companions had seen. They had climbed it and found some caves, which they had entered to avoid the dragons that had followed them. As they had entered the cave the last man had been carried away by an nightmare. They had then ran as fast as they could into the cave. They reached a cliff which faced an gigantic cavern. In there he claimed to have seen more dragons than people he had seen in his life. He and his surviving comrades had frozen, but it was to late and all of his remaining friends had been carried away. He claimed to have watched as his friends were carried out over a steamy opening where they were dropped. Then he claimed to have seen a dragon the size of a mountain come out of the mist and devoured his friends.

The council had not believed one word the man had said and he had been outcast for been completely insane. But the man's story had always remained as the legend of the mountain dragon. Mulch himself had never really thought that it was true, but now looking at he ominous fog, he wondered if that man hadn't been completely insane. He stared at the fog, A shadow seemed to appear. Mulch checked himself, it couldn't be. To his horror the shadow grew bigger and more defined. He was about to see a legend. Then a large flock of dragons broke through the fog and turned toward Berk. Mulch sighed loudly waking Bucket.

Bucket looked at his friend, "You look as if you've seen a ghost."

She stood rigid, ready for death. After all she had run from and all she had endured, this was where she would die, this is were her luck ran out. She closed her eyes and turned her head. She flinched when something rough brushed her hand. She felt little scales move under her fingers. Then hot breath bathe her cold hand. Slowly she opened her eyes and there, under her hand, was the head of a living, breathing, dragon. Jumping back and falling in the snow and jarrig her leg, she stared wide eyed at the beast in front of her. Said beast stood up on its haunches and cocked its head at her. It had bright green eyes which contrasted its black scaly skin. It was a nightfury, the most dangerous dragon ever to live. And yet she was alive.

"He won't hurt you," Hiccup said.

"How do I know that?" she hissed through her teeth.

Hiccup stopped and made a snowball, then he tossed it harmlessly at the dragon, hitting it in the side. The nightfury turned and glared at its human. Hiccup turned back to her, "See, perfectly harmless." The dragon, with a careful but precise flick of its tale, sent a volley of snow at HIccup. He fell forward into the snow with an oomf. He struggled out of the snow, and started brushing snow off of himself. He cast a baleful glance at the dragon, who was now dancing around in the snow.

"The only issue you will have with him is that he's got an attitude." Hiccup said.

She glared at Hiccup, what was he trying to tell her. He looked back at her confused.

"So he hasn't killed us yet, maybe he isn't hungry," she said coldly.

"Hungry, he's always hungry, but he eats cod," He said looking back at the frolicking beast.

"Then, assuming that's true, why did you show him to me?" She asked.

He adopted his sheepish look again, and reached up and scratched the back of his head.

"Well," he paused and she narrowed her eyes, "To get where we're going," he paused a second time, "We have to ride him."

Her eyes widened, that had not been what she had expected at all. He moved over next to her and helped her along.

"Just trust me," he said.

"Why should I?" she asked back.

"Because, it's worth it." He smiled at her.

"But, but… " she trailed off, they had reached the dragon. It turned and smiled at her. She started, it didn't have any teeth. "Wha…"

"Retractable teeth," the man said.

"Hmm" she said but she thought 'that's cool'.

He climbed up on the dragon, and reached down to her with his hand. She took it reluctantly, where else could she go? It was a little awkward climbing up behind him and it shifted slightly once she was sitting behind him. It was weird, it was like a horse but not. It was new and completely unexplored territory. She tentatively wrapped her arms around his taught torso. He leaned forward and whispered to the dragon in a language she did not know. For a second nothing happened and then they were up, into the air. They climbed higher till they were about a hundred feet above the trees and then they were moving forward. She tightened her arms around him. Underneath the snow frosted landscape traveled by. The drooping white trees with their load of pure snow and a frozen creek every once in a while. The tips of the trees sparkled as they were caught by the sunlight. She marveled at how silently it passed, there was no yell of men at he oars and there was no grunts of men under burden. Everything passed in compete grace and silence. A small valley here and a hill there, all laden with snow. It was absolutely beautiful. She leaned closer to him. "This is really pretty," She whispered in his ear. She felt him shiver and she wondered why.

The land was abruptly left behind and replaced by the sea. All the waves looking so small from her vantage point and moving tirelessly towards the shore. The more she looked at them, the more they didn't seem to have a pattern. They stilled moved swallowing and building each other. She decided that the ocean looked much better from on a dragon than on a boat. She started to enjoy herself, and decided that maybe Hiccup had been right. That brought her thought back to him, she wondered why she hadn't laughed at his name. Most vikings would have, but she had felt she shouldn't, but why? Maybe it was because she thought he wasn't such a terrible guy. He had cared for her without reason and hadn't forced her to do anything she didn't want to, except getting on a dragon. He was even funny sometimes. She rested her chin on his right shoulder it also felt right.

OK, now that you've read the chapter I have a little short here where I make the setting clear. I hope this will make the story easy to understand.

SETTING:

Hiccup and Astrid are about 17 when the story begins. The first movie never happened and hiccup ran away from home when he was 11 or 12. Astrid and Hiccup would have known about each other when he left, however, she really hadn't taken the time to notice him. So she only has a vague memory of him as an 11 year old Hiccup. Because of this she hasn't really made the connection between This man she just met and the former chiefs heir. This being said, she will eventually figure out who he is (or he might have to tell her).

(A/N): Thank you guys for the suggestions, I am already finding a way to incorporate a suggestion made by some one without an account. Also I like hearing what you guys have to say, it encourages me and gives me ideas. So always feel free to say something or give an idea. I will read them all.

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