[Well, I'm going to be returning to my previous type of style, large long paragraphs of words that can at times, kill my brain after a while. A shame, I actually enjoyed the style I'd used so far. But, well, many you gave tips and tricks and well, who would I be if I didn't heed those words. So, here's something a bit different. Going to be split between Berk and the Hofferson boat.]

Berk

The village was buzzing with noise as four ships were prepared for travel. Three of said ships were headed out on the hunt, the last was headed to Hofferson Retreat. Hiccup sat within the forge, Gobber was ensuring he had everything he needed. "And you've got your toothbrush, clothes and dagger?" Hiccup sighed. "For the last time Gobber, I've packed everything I need."

Gobber nodded. He had watched over the lad for most his life, now he was off to train with the Hoffersons. "Look, Hiccup. I know you don't want to go..." Gobber paused, bitting his lips before he continued. "But, the Hoffersons, you know how stubborn they can be. And well, they refused to go on this nest hunt so that they could help you."

Hiccup sighed, "I know Gobber. It's, it's just that I feel as if I'm ruining Astrid's life by going. Her parents. They're taking her with us, and well... I think she blames me for not being able to go to Dragon Training." Gobber was quick to place a hand upon his shoulder.

Looking into his eyes, Gobber sighed. "Lad, it's not your fault. Her parents wanted her to come with. The way things are, you shouldn't be too harsh on yourself. You're capable of great things, you're just lacking in certain areas." Hiccup nodded. Dagmar soon spoke. "Come on Hiccup, we better get going. We don't want the dark to settle in before we arrive at Hofferson's Retreat." Hiccup grabbed his things and followed Dagmar.

The docks were busy when they arrived. Dagmar lead Hiccup towards the Hofferson's boat. Allowing him on first, Astrid sat, sitting quietly by herself. Her axe lay on the ground, untouched since she had arrived. Hiccup walked to the opposite side of the boat, sitting down and looking out over the blue ocean water. Birger brought on the last of the supplies before he headed to the back. "Astrid, I need you to help your mother take care of Hiccup on the journey. And if I hear a single complaint from you, you will never go to Dragon Training."

Astrid gulped, her breathing became heavy at the threat. She realised what that meant, no Dragon Training, meant she never became a warrior, meaning she would never get to help her parents fight back. Help defend her home. With a simple nod, Astrid remained still. 'Why do the gods do this to me?'

Snoutlout stood with his dad, looking over. His dad strapped the Quake Shield to his back, keeping it intact. Snoutlout noticed the shield. "Dad, when did Gobber make that?" Spitelout chuckled. "Oh boyio, Gobber didn't make it. My Nephew, Hiccup made it. You know he's not so useless in certain areas. Haven't you ever wondered why you rarely ever have to head to Gobber to get your mace fixed?"

Snoutlout thought long and hard. "Are you saying, that my weapon was made by Him?" Spitelout nodded. "And he does a mighty fine job at it too. If he fails to become chief, I'd rather have him making our weapons, we'd be unstoppable." Snoutlout looked down at his mace, looking long and hard. It was then that he noticed Hiccup's initials. H.H. . "Wow, why did I ever bully him, he made the greatest weapon I've known." Stoick soon emerged, waving the Hoffersons off as they sailed away. Turning around, he spoke. "We set sail to Helheim's Gate."

Hofferson Ship

Hiccup sat by the edge of the boat. He stared out at the calm water and passing sea stacks. Dagmar was soon quick to sit down. Astrid by her side. "Hiccup, Astrid, while we're on this boat, there will be no fighting, no insults, and..." Dagmar paused as she glanced at Astrid "No depression talk." Astrid remained still. Dagmar soon pulled a book out. "Now, I have a copy of the Book of Dragons, and we will read through it... together"

Hiccup opened the book, looking at the Sharp Class dragons. "Deadly Nadder, Spined tail, blind spot between it's eyes. Kill on sight. Timberjack, Large razor sharp wings. No legs, kill on sight. Inferno King. The holy offspring of Fire and Hell. Fire Type, Molten Metal. Features, spiked spine, metal wings, fangs." Hiccup paused, looking at the image. "Kidnaps worthy Vikings from their homes to kill. If possible, kill on sight, otherwise run, hide and pray that it does not find you. Spined Infernal Lord, spiked crown, spined back. Kill on sight."

Hiccup soon turned to the Boulder Class. "Gronckle, Bumpy body, clubbed tail, small wings. Whispering Death, rotating teeth, kill on sight. Tough Fiery Queen, Gronckle like build. Large wings and strong vice like grip. Kill on sight." Hiccup soon turned to the next page. "Stoker Class. Monstrous Nightmare, able to light itself on fire. Infericus Flame. Better known as Infernicus Flame. Father species of the Inferno King, Spined Infernal Lord, Tough Fiery Queen, Magmatic Nadder, Fire Snapper, Molten Bonecrusher, Magma Nightmare and Lava Hunter. Snake like body, always on fire, spike tail. Kill on sight. Magma Nightmare, kill on sight, Fire Snapper, kill on sight."

Coming to the next page, Hiccup looked over it. "Tidal Class, Scauldron, kill on sight, Thunderdrum, kill on sight. Fear class. Hideous Zippleback, kill on sight. Strike class Skrill, harbinger of lightening, kill on sight. Night Fury. Speed unknown, size unknown. The unholy offspring of lightening and death itself. Never engage this dragon. Your only chance: Hide and pray it does not find you. Well that's lovely to know considering that it still found me while hiding. Molten Bonecrusher, three heads, three times the trouble and fire power. Do not engage alone."

Flipping to the next page, Hiccup bit his lip. "Mystery class. Bonenapper, Changewing. Magmatic Nadder." Hiccup paused as he came to a stop. "Unclassified dragons. Cyber Death. Venomous poison called Cyber Venom. Fire type, Magna Pulse. The wrath of Hell. Never engage this dragon, avoid at all costs. Run while you can and pray to Odin that it doesn't follow you."

Hiccup bit his lips. "Oh Thor, I'm glad that dragon hasn't attacked the village." Dagmar glanced down at the dragon. "It is something to behold. It's rumoured that the Cyber Death eats Flightmares." The sky was growing dark. "Storm's coming, better get ready for the rough seas ahead." Both Astrid and Hiccup nodded.

Berk

"Alright, welcome to Dragon Training lads and lass" Snoutlout was quick to notice that someone was missing. "Uh, where's Astrid?" Gobber turned, a small smirk forming upon his lips. "The lass has had to go with her parents to Hofferson Retreat."

"Why?" Snoutlout asked, he wasn't happy. Gobber slowly started walking back towards the cages. "Why? To train Hiccup of course. Why else do Hoffersons go there. Her parents offered Stoick to look after Hiccup and train him. And well, they brought Astrid along. But that's all I'm allowed to tell ye lads." A grunt from Ruffnut caught Gobber's ear. "and lass" He quickly corrected himself.

"Now, behind these doors are some of the dragons we train with. The Gronckle, Deadly Nadder, Terrible Terror, Hideous Zippleback and the Monstrous Nightmare." Fishlegs had been stating many different facts as he went along. "Oh, and before I forget, never open that cage over there, last time that dragon got out, someone lost their head. And it didn't come from Stoick, it came form the dragon inside. The Terrible Hell. Thing's blood thirsty. First chance it got of freedom, devil bit a students head clean off. They may be small, but..."

Gobber paused as Fishlegs continued to mutter facts. "Will you stop that!" Fishlegs quickly stopped himself. "Now, the Terrible Hell may be small, but it's one heck of formidable dragon. We keep it locked up. Things a nightmare, so we call it Bloody. Because well, he won't do anything but attack us." The gang looked at the door. No one dared to go near it. The door was being banged hard. They were scared. "If something that small can cause that much racket by banging against a door. I don't think I ever want to see it." Exclaimed Snoutlout.

Gobber came to a stop by a door. "Well, it's time for you to face your first... dragon."

Ok, so Spitelout was very impressed by the shield that Hiccup made him. And Snoutlout is now impressed and doubting himself.

Cyber Venom, originates from Transformer. Notably the Beast era. The Predacons tend to take alt forms based on venomous animals. most are arachnids, notably spiders.

Magna Pulse also originates from Transformers, the Beast Era once again, it's like a jammer of sorts, here it's a lightening based fire.

The Infericus Flame, Inferno King, Spined Infernal Lord, Tough Fiery Queen, Molten Bonecrusher, Fire Snapper, Magmatic Nadder, Terrible Hell, Cyber Death and Magma Nightmare are all dragons of my creation. All of these, minus the Cyber Death [because I created during this chapter] are used within my Wattpad story, The Infernal Tribe. [Considering to post it here as well].

The Inferno King itself, is a massive nod to Transformers Prime, with Predaking and his dragon alt form. Keep these dragons in mind cause they'll play a major part later on. Especially the Inferno King.