Sorry this chapter took so long. I honestly have no idea how often these chapters will be.
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"What!?" Hiccup yelled looking up at his father. They were sending them away!? "Dad! You can't do that!"
"Hiccup!" Stoick replied in a warning voice.
"With all due respect, sir," Fishlegs began from the other end of the table where he sat beside his parents. "Hiccup and Tooth- I mean, Hiccup is one of our best fliers, not to mention the twins' destructive capabilities and-"
"That's enough, son," Birger said, calmly placing a hand on his son's shoulder. He didn't want to send his children away and he knew Berk might suffer a little but he would bear it if it meant that his son and daughter would be safe.
Fishlegs turned to his father and started arguing his case towards him, which caused all the other teens to turn to their respective parents and start arguing as well.
"Look, Dad, I get it. I messed up. But-" Hiccup started, ignoring the yelling from the other occupants of the table. Stoick cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"That's not what this is about, son."Hiccup looked up into his fathers determined blue eyes waiting for the explanation. "I've already had to watch your brother get hurt. I don't want that to happen to you too. I don't want to loose you. Either of you."
"But we're Dragonborns, Dad. We don't run from a fight!" Hiccup watched as his father looked down with a sigh. He had already made a hard decision and Hiccup was just making it harder. His heart clenched as he realised what he had to do. "I'm not going to get you to change you mind, am I?" Stoick shook his head. Hiccup sighed. "Where are we going?"
The noise around them immediately stopped. The other teens all sat with their mouths hanging open. Everyone knew how stubborn Hiccup was. He got it from his father. Once he set his mind on something, he was as stubborn as a rock. If he had given up, they knew there was no hope of changing the chief's mind.
"Somewhere the humans won't know to look," Stoick answered simply, his deep voice echoing through the silence. Hiccup's brow furrowed in confusion before his expression was quickly replaced by shock.
"There!? Really!?" Stoick nodded. "But it's… It's not normal there!"
"It's the only place where they won't find you."
Hiccup stood up suddenly, the scrape of his chair across the ground startling everyone in the room. Scorch marks remained on the table in the place that his hands had been when he had pushed away. He stormed out of the hall growling as he headed towards his home. He pushed the door open and walked into the small family room where Toothless sat in their father's armchair. He looked thoroughly annoyed as their mother pandered over him like he was still a baby. In a chair beside him sat a girl with blonde hair in a high ponytail and clothes that had been painted a variety of colours. She look like she was trying to stifle a laugh as she watched Toothless keep batting their mother's hand away.
"Do you know anything about this?" Hiccup asked gaining the attention of everyone in the room.
"Know anything about what?" Valka asked confused.
"Dad's sending us away!" Hiccup could feel himself getting frustrated again.
"He's what!?" Toothless yelled sitting up.
"He said that he would talk to the other parents first," Valka commented calmly.
"You knew?" Hiccup asked feeling betrayed. His mother wouldn't really want them sent away, right? Valka nodded.
"And you agreed!?" Toothless asked standing up, ignoring the pain he felt as he did. Valka sighed and her head fell slightly.
"Stoick can't just send you guys away!" the blonde girl exclaimed.
"He's not the only one, Stormfly," Hiccup replied turning towards her. "You're parents agreed too."
"Not for long they don't," Stormfly exclaimed as she raced off out the door. Toothless watched her go, cringing as the door slammed shut behind her. Hiccup had already forgotten about the angry girl and was turning towards his mother again.
"I came here hoping you could talk some sense into him. Clearly I was wrong." And with that he started up the stairs. Valka and Toothless listened to the crashing noises coming from the floor above them for a while before Toothless turned to face his mother.
"I think you'll find that though we're still young, our generation contributes a lot more than you realise. This isn't going to end well for the tribe."
"We're just trying to protect you, that's all," Valka replied, reaching out to take her son's hand. He waved her away and she sat back in surprise. He had never pushed her away in any way before. "We love you very much. That's why we've decided to do this."
"Well it doesn't feel like it," Toothless said before getting up with a groan and heading up the stairs trying to ignore the pain.
He reached his and his brother's shared room and walked inside, setting himself down on the bed. He looked around at the broken furniture and charred books and pages and the scorch marks along the walls.
"Hiccup?" Toothless watched Hiccup as he stood in the middle of the room, his fist clenching and unclenching.
"Hey Tooth," Hiccup said finally, sitting beside his brother with a sigh. "I'm sorry about this. I tried to stay calm as long as I could but the anger in me just got too strong to hold it in."
"It's ok, Hic. And don't worry. We'll get through this together." Hiccup turned towards Toothless who sat with a reassuring smile on his face. Hiccup smiled back.
"It's not like they could ever separate us, right little brother?"
"Not ever, big brother."
The two boys laughed and Hiccup pulled Toothless into a headlock while he kept ruffling his hair. Toothless squirmed in his arms before ramming an elbow into his hut. Soon enough the two boys were fighting like they used to when they were kids. Eventually they stopped, each one laying beside the other on the floor.
"Brothers forever?" Toothless asked, already knowing the answer. Hiccup smiled as he answered.
"Brothers forever."
Stormfly walked up to her house and through the door seeing that her parents and brother had clearly not long been home. She stood in the doorway with her arms crossed angrily, waiting impatiently for someone to notice her so that she could tell them exactly what she thought of the plan. As soon as she locked eyes with her mother she slammed the door behind her dramatically.
"You're sending us away?!"
"Stormfly!" her mother called out running towards her. "Where have you been?"
"I was with Valka and Toothless," Stormfly replied shaking her head before she stepped forwards towards her mother. "But clearly, I should have been in the great hall yelling at you for making such a dumb ass decision."
"Stormfly!" Birger called out from the other side of the room.
"What?" she asked annoyed. "It's true. This is the dumbest decision you've ever made." And with that she stormed off up the stairs, a growl in the back of her throat.
Birger and his wife, Thyra, looked at each other in exasperation. What were they supposed to do? Fishlegs, who had been sitting quietly during the argument stepped forwards with a sigh.
"I'll talk to her. Even though I completely agree." One stern look from his mother and the boy was quickly on his way up the stairs to his sister's room. He gently knocked in the door and, receiving no answer, slowly opened the door to find her sitting on the bed sharpening an axe.
"Hey, sis," he said as he moved forwards, shutting the door behind him. He was involuntarily rubbing his hands together as his nerves kicked in. His sister terrified him sometimes.
"What do you want, Fish?" she asked, not taking her eyes off of the stone.
"Just to talk," he replied simply.
"Did they send you?" she asked.
"No," he replied truthfully with a sigh. She nodded her head, gesturing to the empty space on the bed beside her. Fishlegs sat down and looked around at her room. It wasn't often that he came in. He was well aware that girls needed their privacy and steered clear of the room as often as he could. The room was simple. There were a few weapons hung up on the wall, like axes and swords. The walls themselves were plastered with brightly coloured paint. His sister was obsessed with covering her belongings in bright colours. Specially the colours of her scales. While her dragon form was a Nadder of mostly blue and yellow scales, she also had a few pink and green, as well as orange flecks on her spines.
"What do you want to talk about? The fact that we're being forced out of the village without a choice?" He could hear the anger in her voice and tried to figure out how to calm her down.
"Pretty much." He cringed at that. Not the best start. He searched around in his brain for the best option before deciding that this was this sister, she needed forceful.
"Look, I know that Mom and Dad are making a big decision for us and no, I really don't agree with them, nor do I like the idea, but we have no choice in this. And we aren't the only ones either. All the younger generation is being sent away, and none of us can do anything about that. So our best bet, is to follow along with what everyone else says and hope that if we're well behaved and brave, that they'll see reason and let us back sooner than they would if we had tantrums all the time."
Having said all that needed to be said Fishlegs stood and was about to leave his sister alone to think about what he had said. Before he could leave the room, he heard a voice from behind him.
"You're right." He turned to see his sister with her head down. "I overreacted and I need to face this with a calm head. Thanks, Fish. I'm glad I'm at least not leaving you behind." She smiled at her big brother and he smiled back.
"And miss my sister admitting that I'm right? Never!" They both laughed and Fishlegs slowly exited the room.
The next day the village gathered at the edge of the forest to see the young ones off. The parents all stood in front, with Gobber standing off to the side waiting to lead the teenagers away. They said their goodbyes, the mothers with tears in their eyes.
Hiccup stood beside his brother, each with a large pack, and hugged his mother. Valka was crying the most out of all the mothers. She couldn't bear to be separated from her babies. But she knew it was the right thing to do. Hiccup looked into his father's eyes as Valka moved on to Toothless.
"You look after them, Hiccup," Stoick said to his eldest son.
"I will, Dad."
"You need to keep them in order, as future chief, I'm giving you this responsibility."
"I will do everything I can to keep them in order." Stoick nodded in approval at his son, before remembering something else.
"You've been there before, haven't you?" Hiccup nodded. "Good. Then I trust you'll know what to do to fit in." Hiccup nodded once more before they both turned back to Valka and Toothless.
Soon the whole group was ready to go. After their final waves the group was lead away by Gobber, and all the while they wondered what would happen next.
So thanks for the feedback guys. This is basically the end to the introduction. From the next chapter onwards it should start with the story a bit more.
In case you were wondering, I picked the names Birger and Thyra Ingerman for Fishlegs', and in this AU, Stormfly's parents for the way I want their personalities to come across. Birger means 'one who helps' which I thought was fitting since his main role in the village is to help out as the strategist. Thyra means 'like thunder' which I picked to show her outspoken personality. I hope that that came across.
darkshadey01: She will appear, just you wait and see.
midnightsky0612: Stubborn just like their father.
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Dreamydragonrider: No! If you start hyperventilating, then I'll start hyperventilating and then that is a mess we do not want to get into. On another note, thanks so much and I am trying to update but I'm also trying to make the chapters longer than the ones I did on my last story. But thanks for the support.
Jonntelar: Woo! That was the idea, so thank you very muchly!
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