The Prince of Dragons: Remastered

by Nobody'sHero98

Summary: What if at a young age Hiccup was taken away from Berk and raised by dragons. How would this affect his future? How would this affect his family, what would happen if Hiccup returned to Berk years later? (I deleted this once, it's back, don't expect consistency and or good grammar, I just want to finish this and move on) (Hiccstrid)

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The Prince of Dragons

Chapter 4: Flying

BERK

That night on Berk after the tribe of Hairy Hooligans had been shamefully disgraced by the dragons, Stoic the Vast had demanded that the Young Hooligans of the tribe be brought to the Great Hall. He was very displeased with them, excluding Fishlegs who was actually doing his job. But thanks to the recklessness of the other Hooligan Half-wits, half of Berk had been turned to ash. Grant it, a good chunk of Berk was usually burned to the ground whenever a dragon attack took place. But this time, the Young Hooligans abandoned there post, to attempt to kill a dragon. Which resulted in the Half-wits leading a Monstrous Nightmare to the center of Berk and having said dragon burn the town square to pieces. There punishment had been decided, they were to be put on limpet rations for the next month or so. Limpets where a bit like worms and a bit like snot, but a lot less tasty then either. Dawn had just broken, and the Young Hooligans sat along the docks of Berk, wishing they were somewhere else. I mean when you're disgraced, shunned and only have a meal of terrible limpets to look forward to for the next month or so, it's kind of hard to be grateful for what you have. Fishlegs was there also, even though he was kind of the outcast of the group, he still tried to be friendly to everyone. Fishlegs smiled as he sniffed a freshly cooked cod fish.

"It must suck for you guys, nothing but a meal of terrible limpets to look forward to for a month or so."

"Shut up Fishlegs."

Snotlout said annoyed as he glanced down at his meal of limpets. Fishlegs kinda wanted to get back at Snotlout, so while everyone was eating a breakfast of wretched limpets. Fishlegs was eating a nice freshly cooked Icelandic Cod. Snotlout and his gang eyed the Cod hungrily as their stomachs growled with hunger. Limpets also weren't the most fulfilling of meals. Tuffnut looked down as Limpets and sighed.

"What I'd give for some nice calamari."

"Or yak jerky."

Ruffnut responded.

"Yeah, I mean what else can you do with this stuff."

The Twins looked at each other, their 'ingenious' minds lit up. Ruffnut and Tuffnut found a different purpose for the disgusting slimy limpets. They were happily throwing them at one another laughing and mocking each other's misfortune. Astrid couldn't eat though; she was still too angry about what had happened last night. Bested by a fool, a self-righteous fool at that. The Prince had made a mockery of Astrid and taken away a good portion of her pride. She kept looking out at the open sea and the voice of the prince would be there taunting her.

"I have an idea for ya lass, why don't ya swim after me and we can fight man to, girl…"

Astrid tossed her bowl of limpets out into the open sea. She then got up and walked away. The group of misfits looked on unsure of her personal dilemma, Speedyfist then asked.

"What's her problem?"

"I think she's angry…"

Dogsbreath the Duhbrain said as he quickly scarfed down his bowl of limpets. Speedyfist replied.

"Well I know that, but why?"

Dogsbreath shrugged his thick shoulders, Snotlout then said.

"She's just trying to deal with the fact that I'll be chief one day, I understand, takes a little time understand greatest when ya see it."

Snotlout smugly said as he flexed his fat hairy muscles. While Snotlout's gang of miscreants gave happy commentary at Snotlout's 'manliness'. Fishlegs rolled his eyes as he plopped a bit of Icelandic Cod in his mouth. Tuffnut and Ruffnut continued to fight one another. Meanwhile Astrid had made her way to her secluded training grounds hidden in the woodlands. Astrid usually went there to burn of steam, she would often leave behind her second favorite ax there so she wouldn't go back and forth between her house and here. Anyway she'd a large oak tree with several large gashes that Astrid had made herself. Then she violently tossed her ax at the tree, it slammed into the Oak tree causing another large gash. But that wasn't good enough for her. As quickly as possible, she ran up to the tree and grabbed the ax, then she began to chop down the tree with all her might. After much effort and deliberation, she had done it. Astrid watched in satisfaction as the tree fell to the ground with a loud 'Thud'. She smiled for a second, but her joy was cut short by the obnoxious Prince of Dragons' voice enter her ears.

"Good job, you chopped down a tree in a month you'll be ready to fight a man with no arms. I'm so proud of ya lass."

Astrid screamed in annoyance. She stomped her foot to the ground in anger. She then thought to herself.

"Damn that weak plankton nimrod! Why is so annoying, so stupid, I just wanta rub that smug little attitude off his filthy dark mask. I mean why does he have to be so annoying, so pretentious, so cute…

Astrid blushed then she shook her head violently, enraged by her last thought.

"Conflicted, eh lass? You know the proposal still stands...don't worry, I don't bite..."

The Hofferson Girl then slammed the ax against a tree and angrily made her way back to the village, the voice of the Prince still pestering her.

THE GREAT HALL

There was much uproar in the Great Hall that morning, people were feed up with these dragon raids. They surrounded a glowing fire hole that lit up the whole dark chamber. Stoic the Vast stood there, listening to the complaints of his fellow Vikings. The yelling was insufferable, but the Chief managed to remain calm and collected as the war cries continued. Chief Stoic the Vast slammed his fist against the stone outline of the fire pit.

"Enough! Either we finish them, or they'll finish us! It's the only way we'll be rid of them! If we find the nest and destroy it! The dragons will leave and find a new home!"

Stoic the Vast said as he drew a finely decorated blade and then stabbed it into the well decorated map of the Barbaric Archipelago. It was spread out on a table near the fire pit, the map was very basic with all the tribe on their respected islands. In the corner were Stoic had pierced with his sword was the uncharted zone. It was a swirling misty area with painted Sea Monsters and Dragons. Stoic looked at his tribesmen, with a determined face he said.

"One more search. Before the ice sets in…"

The Hairy Hooligans looked around unsure, Spitelout voiced the general concern.

"Those ships never come back Stoic…"

Stoic sighed.

"We're Vikings, it's an occupational hazard. Now who's with me?"

Stoic threw his fist in the air, trying to rally the Hooligans. But sadly no one seemed to follow Stoic's lead, the crowd went into a restless silence; they scratched their heads, averted their eyes, and even blissfully whistled. Some people even muttered excuses like.

"Today's not good for me."

"My Aunt is sick…"

"I've gotta do my ax returns…"

Stoic nodded slowly.

"Alright, those who stay get to look after the Young Hooligans."

Frantically everyone's hands lifted into the hair, volunteers popped up like crazy. Silence was replaced by sheer enthusiastic. Murmurs of preparation and packing filled the room. Most of the Vikings left the room and rushed merrily out the door. Nobody wanted to look after the Young Hooligans after that fiasco last night. Even Gobber the Belch was anxious to go. He chucked down the last drops of mead from a mug attachment.

"I'll pack my undies."

Gobber said, but before he could get up Stoic stopped him.

"No, I need you to stay and train some new recruits. I don't want another fiasco like last night. For Thor's sake, they burned down half the village."

"Oh perfect, I'll finally be able to teach a new generation everything I know."

Gobber said happily, he seemed to be plaining out the 'lessons' in his head. Most of them involved deathly situations and someone losing a limb or two.

"Just try to make sure they won't lose any fingers, I don't want to tell the parents that there child is gonna have a hook for a hand for the rest of their life, no offense."

Gobber raised his prophetic mug hand.

"None taken and besides, hooks are great for opening oysters and what not."

Stoic sat down next to Gobber his brow burdened.

"I'm serious Gobber; I need you to straighten them out."

"I hear ya, I hear ya, but c'mon there just kids, cut e'm some slack."

Chief Stoic grunted annoyed.

"Ya see, right there, that's the problem right there, they're kids, but in a few months they'll be Vikings."

"Oh, here we go again."

Gobber the Belch grumbled. He had heard this same story a thousand times.

"When I was a boy, my father told me to bang my head against a rock, and I did it. I thought he was crazy, but I did it. I thought it was crazy, but I didn't question him, and ya know what happened."

Gobber sighed uninterested.

"You got a headache."

"That rock split in two. It taught me what a Viking could do, Gobber. He could crush mountains, tame seas! Even as a boy I knew what I was, but those fools out there, they have the look of a Viking, but not the heart and soul. I need you to show them what they can become. "

Gobber nodded in agreement.

"I'll straight e'm out."

Stoic replied with a very plain.

"Thank you."

"Always here to help."

Gobber said with a smile he then chuckled a bit.

"After all, we don't wanna repeat of last Thor's Day Thursday now do we?"

Stoic the Vast trembled a bit, the last Thor's day Thursday festivals where painful to say the least. The Thor's Day Thursday festivals happen once every seven years, usually around Tribesman initiation, and the last one was deadly. The tribes participating thought it would be an excellent idea to pin young Viking Warriors up against a Skrill, in the middle of a lightning storm. It turned out exactly as you imagine, needless to say, nearly every young member of the various tribes died painful deaths or where seriously injured. It was very embarrassing for the chiefs of the tribe and sad for those who lost their kin. After Stoic's brief talk with Gobber the Belch, the Hooligan Chief began to prepare for his expedition. He went back to his home and began to pack. Valka was there she was getting ready for dinner.

"How was Chiefing today dear?"

Valka asked absentmindedly, Stoic only groaned as he sat down at the dinner table. But not before heading into the cold storage and grabbing two large blocks of ice. He had a headache from today's shenanigans. The Shield Maiden set the table and glanced over at Stoic's ice blocks.

"Two block headache?"

"Yep."

"It was the young ones again wasn't it?"

"Yep,They burned down half the village, again!"

Valka nodded, understanding Stoic dilemma and then placed down two bowls of oatmeal. She then sat on across from Stoic on the large round circular table. They both then grabbed the bowl and scarfed it down in one fast swig. He then looked at his wife, who had only just started to eat her oatmeal. Stoic took a deep breathe inward.

"I'm going on another search…"

Stoic the Vast said meekly. Valka looked at her husband in disbelief.

"Again? Stoic the freeze is nearly-

"I know, I know, but Val, I need this, we need this, the tribe needs this."

Valka folded her arms in disgust and glared at Stoic.

"What Berk needs is a Chief, not a Warlord. Stoic, the Tribe has enough problems you don't need to-"

Stoic the Vast slammed his fist against the table and bellowed out.

"I'm the Chief of this tribe, I decided what's best!"

"It's suicide! Those ships never come back, and you know it…"

Valka said raising her voice, Stoic backed off a bit. The Shield Maiden then looked sympathetically into Stoic's eyes. She sighed.

"Stoic, what's this really about?"

For a moment Stoic the Vast was silent. He then slowly said.

"I've been thinking about, him, lately…"

Valka to fell silent, Stoic then laughed softly.

"I've been thinking of what those dragons did to that fleet, and what the Roman's did to my son. I guess, I'm still trying to save him."

The Chief said with a smile, he then slowly got up and walked over to Valka. He knelt down next to her.

"I need this. For every dragon I kill I feel closure, and any more, I could use some of that."

Valka looked down to the ground as Stoic grabbed her dainty smooth hands. The Shield Maiden glanced up at her husband.

"Stoic, it's not the dragons fault it was the Romans who stole him from us. You're gonna get yourself killed if ya keep going out there, is that what, he , would of wanted?"

Stoic bobbed his head back and forth in disapproval.

"_He_ would have been a Viking. _He_ would have gone into battle shouting the Hooligan War cry fighting of ten dragons with his bare hands."

Stoic the Vast said with a smile, he would often of imagined his son as this larger than life war hero that he should have been, Valka slowly nodded her head as she pinched her eyes trying to stop tears from falling.

"Okay, just promise me you'll come back."

Valka said as the husband and wife hugged one another. Stoic the Vast then whispered into his wife ears.

"I always come back."

Stoic the Vast then returned to his seat and politely waited for Valka to finish her meal. Which she did a few minutes later, Valka then went to bed. Stoic the Vast then went back to planning for the search tomorrow.

THE FOREST NEAR THE COVE

In the lush deep woodland forests of Berk, you could find all kinds of things. Wild Boar, Yaks, Elk, Reindeer, small mammals and every now and then a dragon or two, but aside from the usual Terrible Terror or Commoner Garden, nothing else. Now imagine in this forest, there are mangled fallen trees and a long deep trench of turned up earth. There in that deep trench was Hiccup and the Night Fury. Both out cold, the only thing indicating they were alive was the calm constant breathing they emitted. Short deep breathes, and short deep intakes. The Night Fury had landed on its side wrapped in bola's and Hiccup had landed a few feet away with his body plopped in a soft spot of grass. Hiccup was dreaming a pleasant dream from his childhood, or what he had called his childhood. The very thought of that dream put a soft pleasant smile to Hiccup's face.

HICCUP'S DREAM

8 YEARS AGO

_A young Hiccup smiled with glee as he began to put the finishing touches on his flight suit. He had been working in it for nearly four months. The entire time the quote of perfection from the Lava-lout Blacksmith rang in his ears. Whatever he was making appeared to have been made from bits and pieces of the fire suit he had acquired from Lava-lout territory. It was a suit with a retractable cloth-like material. Some of the dragons watched from the shadows of the cavern, not exactly sure what to think of what Hiccup was doing.

"What's he doing?"

A sleek Nadder asked in curiosity.

"Don't know, he's been working on that thing ever since we returned from our raid against the humans."

A Gronckle replied. The Night Fury who had been resting on the cavern floors peered one of its open to glance at Hiccup. Hiccup continued to steadily work, he had a needle and thread in his hands, and he seemed to be slowly stitching together two pieces of cloth. He then lifted the flight suit in the air triumphantly and shouted.

"Finally, it's finished!"

The other dragons looked on in curiosity, Hiccup then ran up to the Night Fury with the suit in his hands. He began to pester the dragon in the way only a child could.

"Night Fury! Night Fury! Get up!"

Hiccup said excitedly in Dragonese, other dragons continued to watch in their odd curiosity. With eyes that shined like candles in the darkness they starred at the suit. Unsure of what to make of it as Hiccup went on. Much to the dismay of the Night Fury.

"Night Fury!"

The Night Fury opened one of its eyes sleepily.

"What do you want human?"

"I want to test out my new flight suit."

"Can't this wait?"

Hiccup smiled and scratched the back of his head embarrassed.

"I guess it could wait, but I've been working on his for months!"

The conversation was then interrupted by a curious Monstrous Nightmare.

"What is that exactly?"

A Gronckle then entered the conversation.

"Looks just like the cloth that you're wearing right now?"

Hiccup's smile only grew larger and larger. He swelled with pride.

"It's something special, something that was inspired by all of you, and I wanta test it out."

The young Prince said, trying to under play what he had just said a little bit. A Monstrous Nightmare walked closer to Hiccup.

"Well, what are you waiting for? C'mon."

Hiccup glanced down at the Night Fury who had drifted off to sleep somewhere in the middle of the conversation. He sighed, but reluctantly climbed onto the back of the Monstrous Nightmare. The Dragon then took off and flew out the cave; a few of the more curious dragons flew behind. Hiccup still tried to keep a confident outlook; this meant a lot to him. As the Nightmare flew impressively out of the dark hallowed out caverns and into the bright morning horizon, Hiccup smiled. For a moment he looked down, he must have been at least a mile up. It was a long drop down into the rocky foggy shores below. Hiccup took a deep breathe in before he whispered into the Nightmare's ear.

"I need you to stay close to me Nightmare, because this is going to very dangerous."

"Why is that human?"

Without warming, Hiccup slid of the Monstrous Nightmare and sky dived straight down. The dragons watched stunned for a moment as Hiccup descended downwards toward the ocean. Hiccup smiled, at this amazing feeling, never did the wind blow so fiercely in his face, the adrenaline in his body the small ounce fear that engulfed him. The other dragons panicked as they descended down after Hiccup swooping down trying to catch him. As the dragon's dive bombed, Hiccup pulled out the wings on his flight suit. Hiccup's rate of fall fell drastically; in fact the Young boy stopped so fast, the other dragons dive bombed past him shocked buy Hiccup's sudden stop. Hiccup laughed and jeered happily as the other dragons met the young boy at the same altitude. They were all stunned by this, a human was flying in the air, like a dragon. Hiccup turned his head at the small pack of dragons surrounding him.

"Amazing, I've never felt so alive!"

Hiccup said to the small pack as he continued to laugh like a madman.

"How you are doing that?"

A Nadder asked still darting its eyes over Hiccup stunned. Hiccup then said.

"It's like I said, it was something inspired by all of you! I call it a Flight Suit!" _

The other dragons smiled lightly amongst themselves, they were happy to see Hiccup treating himself more like a member of the pack. Hiccup continued to glide very comfortably, but he seemed to of made one slight miscalculation, the wind. Dragons are naturally suited to fly with the wind, it's in their nature. Also it helps when you weigh a few thousand pounds. Hiccup on the other hand, is just learning how to fly, and he's not a master at the art of flight just yet. Don't forget he was eight years old and less than sixty pounds. So, when a strong gust hit Hiccup he slowly began to lose control.

"Oh, I'll never get tired of this, oh the wind in my-

Another powerful gust of wind, began to spiral out of control and fall violently to the ocean again. The Dragons watched a little confused by what was happening. Hiccup then fell into the ocean with a loud splash. Hiccup tried his best to stay afloat as he screamed for help. A Zippleback then flew down and fished him out of the cold water._

"Nice job there human."

"How was the swim?"

"Did ya like that water?"

"It must have felt great."

Hiccup didn't say anything, he was to cold, his flight suit was drenched in water and he was shivering cold. After a few minutes of flying, the dragons re-entered the caverns of the lair, Hiccup was released back onto solid ground. He was trying his best to warm himself, also he didn't have a change of clothes, he had used all the left-over clothing to make his flight suit. So Hiccup had to pretty much suck it up. A Gronckle was kind enough to light a small fire right next to Hiccup responded with a very long and shivering.

"Th-th-th-tha-an-an-ank y-y-yo-u."

Hiccup said through a forced smile with shivering teeth. The Gronckle nodded and gave Hiccup a hardy lick on the cheek. Then the Gronckle, as well as some of the other dragons that were with Hiccup, went onto to tell those who hadn't heard about what the human had just done. Needless to say, they were astonished by what they heard; some didn't even flat out believe it. A flying human, it was preposterous.

The Night Fury had still been sound asleep since Hiccup's departure. That is until a Deadly Nadder swooped by to converse with some other dragons.

"Ya know human, and that thing he's been working on?"_

"Yeah?"

"Well he can fly now because of those random pieces of cloth…"

The other dragon's eyes grew wide in disbelief. The Night Fury's ears twitched as the dark blue dragon tried to hear the conversation more clearly.

"No, a human, fly?"

"It's impossible."

The Nadder began to groom itself and then replied.

"No, I swear, I saw it with my own two eyes. The human can fly now."

Upon hearing this seemingly unreal story, the Night Fury groggily began to wake up. The Night Fury stretched a few times and then began to sleepily rush over to join the conversation.

"What did the human do, Nadder?"

The Night Fury asked still trying to get the sleep out of its eyes.

"He flew Night Fury, he flew in the air just like you or I."

The Nadder said as it finished grooming itself. The Night Fury glanced over toward Hiccup who was still madly shivering. The Nadder then responded.

"Well, he didn't fly well; in fact he only lasted ten seconds before he plummeted into the ocean."

The Night Fury nodded in agreement as Hiccup continued to shiver. The dark blue dragon walked over to Hiccup and sat next to the young boy, with an expectant look. Hiccup didn't look the dragon in the face; he was a little ashamed of himself. The Night Fury then said.

"Human, I heard from the pack you tried to fly…"

Hiccup sighed as he edged closer to the fire.

"Key word being, tried."

Hiccup said disappointed. The Night Fury gave Hiccup a blank stare, and then he regurgitated some left over cod from a previous meal right onto Hiccup's lap. The young boy smiled.

"Thanks Night Fury."

Hiccup said with a vague smile, he began to eat the left-over cod. Very slowly, he was hoping the Night Fury would just leave Hiccup alone. But much to the young boy's dismay, the Night Fury sat there patiently waiting for Hiccup to finish every last bit of cod. In fact, he waited for so long that Hiccup's flight suit had fully dried. The Night Fury was rather shocked by Hiccup's quiet demeanor he was usually very energetic, always bouncing the walls, but now he was quieter than a Venomous Vorbit in a Norse Temple.

"What's matter; you're usually not one to give up after one attempt human…"

The Night Fury asked, Hiccup didn't respond he only starred longingly at the fire

"I've been thinking Night Fury, those humans out there, with their violent ways. Even if the whole pack thinks I'm one of them, that I belong, I'll always be a human. That's why I'm trying to distance myself from them, I don't want to look like them, act like them, be like them. I don't even wanta smell like them. I want to fly, I want to hunt, I want to fish, I want to be more like a dragon."

The Night Fury looked down at the depressing sagging Hiccup. The Night Fury got back on all fours.

"Believe or not, I know what you're going through human, you feel neglected, like an outcast. You're not an outcast. If you want, I can teach you how to fly. But I can't change who you are, why should I, you're a member of our pack. You're not a dragon though, but you're not a human."

Hiccup looked up in disbelief, he smiled happily, he then hugged the Night Fury.

"Thank you."

Hiccup said with a smile, he then leaped onto the back of the Night Fury. The Night Fury then stretched its wings and took off in a blur. Hiccup held on for dear life, but he still he couldn't help but smile all throughout the sonic zigzags through the caverns of the Red Death's lair. Within a few short seconds, they were outside in the brisk warm air of the outside. Hiccup took a deep breathe in, and then he whispered into the Night Fury's ear.

"Okay bud, I'm gonna slid off ya...now!"

The Night Fury made a quick barrel roll, making Hiccup hang to the dragons scaly back instead.

"Hold on, I need to tell you something, flying is a constant motion, you need to focus go with the wind, especially seeing how you're as puny as a Terror."

"Hey, I resent that."

Hiccup said annoyed by the Night Fury's last comment. The Night Fury smiled a vague smile, before flicking Hiccup on the face with one of his ears. Hiccup let out a pained grunt of annoyance. But then Hiccup collected himself, he took a deep breathe inwards and then slid of the back of the Night Fury. His head facing down the salty sea below, Hiccup remained perfectly still as the Night Fury followed close behind. Making sure to space himself a good distance apart from Hiccup, with glee Hiccup released his flight suit again and flew happily against the fierce breeze. Hiccup swallowed hard as he was having trouble maintaining altitude. But Hiccup pressed on and eventually he was able to level out. Hiccup began to laugh, he was doing it, and he was flying. Hiccup glanced back at the Night Fury, the boy then yelled back.

"This is amazing!"

The Night Fury smiled back at Hiccup as they flew against the breeze together. It was one of the most memorable days from Hiccup's so-called childhood that he ever had.

THE FOREST NEAR THE COVE

PRESENT DAY

Hiccup and the Night Fury continued to slumber on, but then the Prince very slowly opened his eyes. His body was pale and beginning to lack any color. Losing nearly a half-liter of blood would do that to you. Also having an arrow head lodged in your upper chest wouldn't help much. But Hiccup very painfully and groggily woke up. He quickly became very alert. That is until he saw the Night Fury wrapped in bola's lying unconscious in the musty grass. Hiccup got out a pocket knife and spirited over to the Night Fury as fast as he could. His body aching in agony with every pained step, but the Night Fury meant too much to Hiccup. Dragons came first, in Hiccup's mind. He could worry about his on wounds later. Hiccup approached the Night Fury and knelled before the mighty beast. He touched its head with sadness and desperation Hiccup pleaded.

"Night Fury, Get up, please."

To Hiccup's joy the Night Fury then shifted a little the Prince smiled weakly. The Night Fury looked pretty banged up; the dragon appeared to of had accumulated a few wounds of its own. But that didn't matter as far as Hiccup was concerned. He quickly began to cut the ropes tied around the dragon. The Night Fury remained quiet, it still a little woozy from the fall. Hiccup then finished sawing through the bola ropes. The Night Fury then got up shakily. The Prince went over to comfort the dragon.

"Hey, bud you okay?"

"Human are you serious? I'll be fine, it'll take more than a fall to stop me"

"Those guys caught us by surprise"

"They caught you by surprise; you just had to mess with those humans. You already freed the Nightmare why'd you stay around to mess with those humans?"

"I was only having an enjoyable time; besides, I beat up two guys and a gal, and humiliated a girl."

The Night Fury only rolled its ancient eyes.

"You and your human women, c'mon, let's back to the pack"

"Gladly, I'll be looking forward to six months of doing nothing"

Hiccup said, a bit ungrateful, referring to the winter freeze.

"It's better than being a cold corpse in the ground."

The Night Fury said proudly as he stumbled around with little to no direction. The fall must have banged the dragon up a little more than he thought. Hiccup smiled a bit, this made him hopeful. He then patted the Night Fury on the back.

"You good to fly?"

The Night Fury replied by opening its wings and stretching them out as far as they could go. It was a magnificent sight to say the last. Hiccup smiled, and the Night Fury shot back a toothless grin. The young Prince climbed onto the back of the Night Fury. They were ready to go back to the rest of the pack.

"Let's go bud."

The Prince said happily in Dragonese, they were heading home. With a quick flick of its wings, the Night Fury shakily began to fly. Something was wrong, something was seriously wrong. The Night Fury was bashing violently through the canopy of the trees. Trying it's best to maintain air while flying. Hiccup held on for dear life as the Night Fury slammed into a mountain side, recovered and then dropped down into a scenic cove. Mid-fall Hiccup wanted to scream but his body was too shocked to let one out. The two fell to the soft shores near the cove. Hiccup and the Night Fury slammed into the ground hard again, but thankfully the soil by the cove was soft and broke most of their fall. The Prince got up wearily and looked at the Night Fury he closely examined the dragon with his eyes. Then he saw the grueling horror before him. A part of the Night Fury's tail was missing. The Night Fury flicked his tail into eye shot, the dragon looked on in pure horror.

"No, no, no."

Was all the Night Fury could muster out as it stared in horror, Hiccup ran up to the dragon and wrapped his arms around the dragon, attempting to calm the Night Fury down before it starred lashing out. When a dragon losing a wing or a tail, it can no longer properly fly, and when a dragon can't fly it's pretty much dead.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay Night Fury, you're okay, you're alive."

Hiccup said as the dragon began to freak out. Hiccup only held the dragon tighter.

"Breathe in and out, just breathe in and out."

The Night Fury started to calm down, Hiccup smiled as the Night Fury starred back at him.

"You're okay…"

The Night Fury didn't take those words to well, still calm the dragon looked Hiccup in the eyes again.

"I'm going to die…I'm going to die."

"NO! NO! You're not, get that out of your head…you're a Night Fury, you're not going to die like this, I won't let you."

Hiccup said as calmly as he could, the Night Fury then muttered out.

"Okay…"

"This thing…"

Hiccup said pointing the dragon's tail.

"It'll pass, I promise, I'm gonna fix you right up okay. Are you with me?"

The Night Fury meekly nodded.

"Okay, you're with me, I'm going to go into town and I'm gonna fix you."

"How?"

Hiccup flexed a bit of his flight suit.

"I made this…I'll fix you Night Fury, if that's the last thing I do. I promise."

Hiccup said with a forced smile and fixed tears beginning to drip from his eyes, it was hard to tell under the Prince's mask though. Hiccup let go of the Night Fury and looked back at the dragon.

"Wait here, I'll be back..."

Hiccup said as he began to make his way out of the cove, even though he promised to fix the Night Fury he didn't know where to start. A Flight Suit is one thing, but a prospect tail? For a Night Fury? That was something entirely different. Also, The Prince was going into unfamiliar territory; he would have to live amongst the very things he despised the most, Humans.