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A new chapter awaits. I just want to inform all my sincere fellow readers that in the 3rd chapter, after the Astrid scene in Berk, I began the story with Hiccup flying on Toothless. I want to inform all of you that I was planning on his meeting with Toothless just as a flash back. But now I updated the chapter as a continuation of the 2nd chapter itself, not as a flashback. I request you all to go and read the chapter once again in this format.
Also Hiccup was ten years old when he first met Toothless.
Anyways, go ahead and enjoy this chapter.
This chapter is dedicated to The Crimson Commando for his/her immense faith in believing this to be a great success.
Go on! What are you waiting for!
"He's just like you Stoick. Look at that frown!" Valka said as she picked up a baby in hands, cajoling it and humming a song.
15 year old Hiccup had heard many a times, this song from Valka.
"Oh, give the boy to his father." A gruff voice spoke. "I think he's just like you. Look at that hair of his, just like yours. Oh the eyes, they are yours for sure." A man with an orange beard spoke. His voice was gruff and throaty.
Hiccup realised he was seeing things from a baby's point of view when two stubby hands came into his field of view. The background was hazy brown. He couldn't make out half of what was supposed to be the wall behind the man. Just his beard took most of the space.
"Oh look, already ready to fight his father to take over his place as the chief of Berk, ho!" the man joked as he spun the baby in his hands in the air. "He likes it!"
Hiccup felt awkward seeing this dream but the next moment changed everything.
"Oh, stop doing that Stoick, Hiccup will cry." Valka spoke as she pulled the baby away from the man. "Nobody will believe he is your father, now, will they?" Valka spoke in a mocking baby-like tone to the baby.
Hiccup could hear the baby cooing and saliva dribbling from his mouth.
Valka began wiping the baby's -, His face, Hiccup thought.
"He'll make us all proud now, won't he?" Stoick the chief spoke.
"Oh yes he will. But only after he sleeps for some time. It is way past Hiccup's bedtime."Valka placed the baby's head on her shoulder as she walked away from the other man. "Hiccup will be called the heir of Berk only if he gets good sleep"
"Yes, Yes. Hiccup is a strong boy. A strong Viking heir to the throne of Berk."
When he bolted upright after the umpteenth time he had dreamt, Hiccup knew it was the last straw. He ran both his hands through his auburn hair. Hiccup realised he was panting heavily and sweating profusely. Toothless tottered and put his head in Hiccup's lap, crooning loudly.
"A Nightmare?! Again?" toothless groaned.
"No! How many times do I have to tell you that they are dreams and not nightmares?" Hiccup gave up.
"You don't breathe deeply, you don't sweat a lot and you don't wipe your face when you don't have a nightmare. Got it." Toothless nudged Hiccup.
"Shut up, Nightfury." Hiccup snapped.
Toothless giggled.
"Man, I need to refresh before I sleep again." Toothless gave Hiccup an expecting look. "And the best way is a flight, to clear my mind." Toothless jumped around happily, disturbing many of Hiccup's things on the rack and his table. Hiccup still didn't know how to tackle the situation of Extra Adrenalin of dragons, considering they had what Humans called Adrenalin, even though he had spent many months bonding with the dragon.
"Shush, Toothless. If mom wakes up," He drew a line across his throat with his finger. Toothless grew silent as he made his way out of the room. As Hiccup's fifteenth birthday, Valka had given him a room the dragons had carved for him. "Toothless, no. Not there."
Toothless gave Hiccup a questioning look and rolled its eyes when he saw where he was going.
"Aw... come on. Don't be such a baby." Hiccup ran his hands on the icy-cold wall of the room till he came across a depression which he pushed. As if by magic, the wall became a sliding door. Hiccup put his fingers in the space between and leant pulling the door open. "Come on, let's go."
Sometimes when he hadn't want to go on missions, just to keep himself busy, Hiccup had made tunnels and secret passage ways for easy transportation. He tamed many dragons for this purpose only. But Valka didn't know about this because there were some places where Hiccup wished to be alone. To be honest, Hiccup was tired of his mother's over protective attitude towards him. Heck, he was fifteen years old. Of course the hormones were kicking in. He wanted to be independent and free, wanted to have some responsibility.
But the passageway he had entered with Toothless, wasn't a passageway but a secret door that happened to be another exit that Hiccup used when he was grounded for gods-know-why reasons. In a minute they were out and Hiccup was breathing in the icy cold air that cleared his head many times he was angry, especially after he had run away from his mother when she had tried to kill toothless all those years ago. After he came back he had realised that his mother wasn't there. After spending a long time breathing in the Alpha air, he had felt better and had gone to save her.
Now when he felt strong and awake enough to fly, they flew. Hiccup never felt tired of flying. It was one thing he knew that would never tire him no matter what.
Then he had a few moments to think to himself about the dream. No, memory. He corrected himself. Hiccup knew that it was the truth. And the man that he had seen those years ago was his father. But hadn't Mom told that Dad was dead? He thought to himself. The island, Berk, was his. But then why? Why separate us? He got no answers to the questions, how much ever he racked his head.
He had put on nearly twenty rounds when smoke trailing upwards in a single file, from an island, caught his attention.
What is that? "Toothless, south east, Redland." He commanded and the effort wasn't in vain; the dragon understood and descended down, landing in the foliage that acted as their camouflage.
It was warm and flies were biting him as he walked. Hiccup began squashing them as he made his way to the bushes. Indistinct murmuring greeted him as he peeped through the bushes.
Around a campfire, three people sat. They were talking amongst themselves. Toothless slit his eyes and bared his teeth to show his dislike of the people.
"Toothless," Hiccup spoke patting his dragon gently on the head. He put a finger to his lips."Stay silent. We don't want to attract them to us, do we?"
One of them turned his head around apparently doubting the security of their camp.
Hiccup crept forward to such an extent that he could hear them clearly, toothless following him silently.
"Sadmir, stop doing that. You're making Redcod more scared." A girl spoke as she shifted her seat to sit and put her hand around a boy who was sobbing into his hands.
The other one called Sadmir retaliated. "I know it. I don't want to scare him too. But this isn't a secure place. We can't say here for long." He looked back to the girl, his grey eyes sparkling along with the flames that leaped high.
"When did I say we are staying here forever? It is just for tonight." The girl shouted, her temper rising.
"We never should've left." The boy, Sadmir, regretted.
The third boy, who was sobbing, sobbed even louder. Toothless growled and pushed away Hiccup's familiar caresses. Toothless knew they weren't here for a picnic, only for trouble and stepped into the familiar light of the moon, giving away his position and possibly that of Hiccup's too.
"Oh, oh." Hiccup face palmed as he saw through his fingers, that Toothless had gained their attention and that he was moving at them in a defensive stance.
Hiccup sighed. "Toothless,"
Genera was the one who saw the dragon first.
"Sadmir, Sadmir!" She called out tugging at her brother's tunic. They were sleeping on the floor. The fire had sizzled out and was giving out random embers that cooled down almost immediately as it had come.
"What is it?" Sadmir groaned without turning around.
"Sadmir, there is a dragon here." Genera tugged at her brother. On the other side Redcod was curled up, trying to preserve his body heat till daybreak. He had gone to bed sobbing and had slept almost immediately.
"Kill it." Sadmir shrugged, sleepily. He still gets dreams, Genera sighed. old dreams of killing dragons. Then she shook him harder.
"It's a Nightfury!" she yelled into his ear.
"What?" Sadmir got up almost immediately. When he did, he regretted it. He was staring into the pearl green eyes of the Dragon that many people dared not to fight. And it looked that his sudden action had ignited a series of chains of events. The dragon shot a purple fire ball just below his feet. Sadmir kicked the ground and got up, sprained his foot then toppled again. Genera lifted her bow and shot the Nightfury in the forelimb, injuring it harshly. The dragon tried to walk but it was evident that the pain was too much. It fell down with a THUD!
Almost immediately someone yelled from behind the intruder dragon. "TOOTHLESS!"
Genera looked up from her bow to see a boy no older than herself run towards the dragon. Seeing to and fro between the dragon and the oncoming human missile of pure worry and recklessness, she darted and crashed into the boy, toppling over him, thus preventing him to get charred by the dragon.
As the two of them disentangled themselves a groan from behind them stunned them. The boy got up and pushed Genera away.
"What the -" Genera wasn't done talking when she noticed something. The brunette auburn haired intruder was leaning beside the dragon massaging its paw. The dragon wasn't even hurting him; the arrow that she'd pierced into the dragon was lying beside them.
Sadmir was groaning, Red cod was beside him nursing his sprained leg.
She immediately drew and arrow and aimed it at the dragon-human pair.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" she asked the pair, her bow was trembling, her aim faltering.
The auburn haired boy turned around and stared at Genera in the eye. He had forest green eyes, that cast an appraising look onto her. "What am I doing? What are you doing, hurting my dragon like that and all? Look now he can't even move." The boy caressed the dragons head lovingly.
"Wait, your dragon? Get away from it. He'll kill you." Genera stammered.
"He'll kill me? If that was the case, he'd have killed me nearly five years ago when I flew away with him." the boy chuckled. "My name is Hiccup and if you'd be kind enough as to lower that weapon of yours, we'd be honoured. We'll get out of here and stop interfering in your life, if you'd let us go."
Genera opened her mouth to say something but then she stopped. "Nope," she placed her bow more clearly. Now clearheaded as she was, she felt better knowing what she was up against. "We don't want to kill you or your dragon. Why should we?" she asked, looking behind her. "Right brother?"
"Yes," Sadmir said. He was supported by Redcod around whom he had put his arms. Although weak and tired, he managed to speak. "We don't kill dragons. We train them."
Hiccup stood there shell-shocked. He wanted to ask more, but then Sadmir cupped his hands around the mouth and did a good imitation of a RazorWhip. The girl mimicked a Deadly Nadder and the boy, Redcod cried out like a Changewing.
In front of Hiccup came a RazorWhip, a Deadly Nadder and a Changewing, complete with saddles and fish in their mouth.
"You see we are not dragon Hunters. We are Dragon trainers." Sadmir spoke to Hiccup directly. "Tell your story first. Then we will tell ours."
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New characters! Sadmir, Genera and Redcod they are our new characters (My OCs) And I need your help to ship them with Berkians. (Hiccstrid excluded)
Love you guys keep reading...