A/N Part of a chapter, more to tell you im still working on this story than anything else, but i stil really hope you like it. I really need reviews though, to know how to make the story better for you and to inspire me to write more.
To Anonymous Noob the 2nd: not really sure what to say, since i didn't make the leader a woman (not that theres anything wrong with it), but thanks anyway.
Chapter 3: A bed time story
Hiccup was ten. From a young age he was very intelligent, diferent from the other kids, and he ended up as the social outcast, the bullied kid. Peacefull to a fault, he never did anything to stop it, even if he easily could have. Gobber, his father in all but blood, always made sure he was trained, he could fight three grown man at a time or could shoot a target twenty meters away after assembling the weapon, all the while with a blindfold over his eyes. He didn't use it, and it had been tiring and even painful, but he was glad to have the training nonetheless. If nothing else, it meant Gobber wanted him safe. Gobber, a bit of an inventor himself, also taught Hiccup how to direct his genious to practical and fasible inventions, instead of designing a fire-proof system in the middle of an humid forest (and yes, that had happened). Meanwhile, his father rarely spent time at home, always searching the woods for sign of the indians who took his wife, ignoring his son for because of the pain his similarity with Valka brought.
After blowing up the forge with an experience with gun-powder, much to Gobber's displeasure, the one-armed man took him home to bed. Upset, he decided against his familiar troll-hunting story, choosing instead to tell a more terrifying one based on some rumors that were spreading, which would unknowingly to them change their lives for the better.
Meanwhile, in a diferent part of the forest, a ten-year old Stormfly was also heading to bed. She was followed closely by her mother, who tucked her in before starting to speak softly, a tale that she knew more about than she was telling, and it was both diferent and the same as the story being told behind a diferent set of trees. Tonight, two intertwined lives would begin to change...
A/N Very short chapter, I will edit it and repost it with the actual story that is being told (even if i know the point of that story and the lesson they both will take from it, its actual rather hard for me to write a story within a story, specially being told in a way meant for 10year olds in a diferent time). Story is really just starting, but thank you for reading this so far, and dont forget to leave a review, good or bad, thanks.