This is a series of one shots with different AUs, Big fours, or anything else that involves Merida and Hiccup. If any of you have suggestion or requests your more than welcome to ask me.

I don't know Brave nor do I own How to Train your Dragon or any of the characters in the movie or other character used in this chapter. Although there behaviors may be change for the one shots.

Hiccups point of view:

"Hiccup come on" came a voice above me, but I was to tired to care so I pulled the covers over my head and turned "wake up." I felt a slap on my shoulder.

"Oww" I moaned still under the covers. "Get up" the voice said again, pulling at the cover. The covers are ripped off and I grunted opening my eyes. All I saw was a massive amount of red.

"Mer" I mumbled thinking that this must be one of those dream again.

I could see the red getting closer and smelt apples. I blinked my eyes open, the image getting clearer. "Get up," says Merida, and the next thing I know there were finger on my ribs tickling me. I couldn't help it I started to laugh and the next thing I knew I was rolling off the bed.

"OWW" I shouted, lying on the ground, knowing that I was definitely not dreaming. I could see red hair peeking over my bed. "Merida what's with the wake up call?" I asked, rubbing my head as I began to sit up.

There she was my best friend since fifth grade Merida DunBroch. She was sitting on my bed, blankets in her lap; she was smiling giggling to herself as her massive red curls swayed with her laughter. She looked at me her blue eyes showing just how happy she was.

"You wouldn't get up" she all she says as she crawls on all fours over to the side of the bed.

I shake my head standing up "How did you even get in here?" I ask waking to my closet stopping when I noticed the window open. "Really Merida we have a door your more than welcome to use it."

She gives me her pointed stares "Now what's the fun in that lad?" I shake my head at her opening my closet.

"Can you get out I need to change for whatever reason you got me up at this god awful hour?"

"First of all its 8:30 its not that early second really Hiccup stop being so shy, I've been your friend since fifth grade."

"Mer" I say to early to argue with her.

She rolls her eyes flopping herself on my bed pulling the covers over her head. "Fine change." I stare at the lump in my bed, but sigh knowing that she wasn't going to leave. I changed out of my pajamas happy that I didn't just sleep in my underwear.

I finished changing and walked out of the room to brush my teeth and do something with my hair. By the time I finished I came back into my room to see that Merida had made herself comfortable in my bed. She was now curled up underneath my blankets, her head on my pillow.

I sighed sitting on my bed just staring at her for a moment. 'Is it odd to be in love with your best friend.' I thought, leaning over Merida's form fighting the urge to run my hand through her wild mass of curls.

I curled my fist and placed it in my lap for a moment sighing to myself on just how pathetic I was. After a moment I was leaned over again this time taking a hold of her shoulder. "Mer wake up, you can't sneak into my house wake me up and than fall asleep." I was shaking her shoulder harder.

"You took forever" she muttered her accent making it hard to understand her.

"Well I'm done now so lets go to wherever it is you were going to drag me to." The next thing I knew the blanket was being thrown over me and I was tackled off the bed.

"Well excuse me for trying to give you a good birthday present." She says above me holding the blanket over my face.

I struggle to get the blanket off, seeing as how she was pinning it to me with her weight. "Its not my birthday today." I mutter throwing the blanket off of me.

She rolls her eyes at me "I know, but you never actually let me celebrate your birthday on your actual day you always say you celebrate with your family and only your family. Sooo I have an amazing birthday planned for today." She says standing up.

"How amazing can it be if it involves waking me up this early." I say standing up after her.

She glares at me before taking my wrist, "Come on the car is waiting." She says tugging me towards the window.

"No no we are leaving through the door" I say tugging her the opposite way towards my door.

She gives a dramatic sigh, but allows me to pull her towards the door. I lead her out of my room, down the stairs and as I tried to make it out the door I was stopped by my dad's voice.

"Hiccup where are you going?" Suddenly my dad walked out of the kitchen, he was in his gigantic robe his hair and beard wild and crazy and I could feel Merida trying to hide her laughter. "Merida what are you doing here?" He looks at Merida and than at me and I could see where his mind was going.

"Dad it's not what you think," I say feeling my face get red. Merida must take pity on me because she stepped in, although I'm sure my dad catches how Merida placed her hand on my shoulder as she pushed me aside.

"I'm just taking Hiccup into the city for a birthday surprise I know his actual birthday is reserved for family." My dad stares at us for a moment.

"Just make sure that you're here before midnight…understand." His glare is hard and I can feel Merida tense a bit, dad usually likes Merida so it must have shocked her when he used that tone on her.

"Sure got it," she says taking a step back.

"I mean it," my dad says sternly before walking back into the kitchen.

We walk out of the house Merida giving me a stare "What was that all about?" she asks walking to the black Lincoln town car.

"I have no idea…" I stopped walking for a second "Merida why this there a town car here."

"Because" she says tugging my arm towards the car, "My mom wanted us to be safe on the way to the city so she insisted on a town car instead of either of us driving."

"The city…that's an hour and a half drive from here." The driver is opening the door for us and with a tug Merida pulls me into the car, the driver closing the door behind us.

The driver got in the car and I could hear the car start. "Wait I forgot my wallet." I say trying to stop the car.

"Relax you won't need your wallet this is my treat."

"Meri-"

"No Hiccup this is my treat besides my parents wanted to pitch in to. I believe that my mother said you deserve it for keeping me out of trouble and you know my dad loves that you keep my mom and I from fighting to much."

"Mer-"

"No you don't Mer me, you deserve it and you are going to enjoy it." She says wavering her finger in my face. I always felt awkward when Merida spent money on me. Everyone around town knew that her family was loaded, which is why it was always hard for Merida to make friends, so once she knew I was being friends with her for her I never want to give her the slightest chance that its because of her money.

Leaning back in the leather seat I sighed, "So you kidnapped me?"

Merida looks at me with mock hurt "Kidnap how could I a wee lass kidnap the great Hiccup from his castle." She says dramatically leaning against me.

I only roll my eyes at her as she begins to laugh. Suddenly she moves and pulls the lever of the seat to the truck and begins pulling stuff out. I watch as she pulls one pillow and a large blanket out. She hands me the pillow as she pulls the last bit of the blanket out.

"Don't you want it?" I ask noticing we only had one pillow. Merida slammed the back seat closed and readjusted herself on the seat.

"No" she says untangling the blanket "I don't need one." Just as I was about to comment on her hair being a big enough pillow she beings to snuggle against me. I feel myself stiffen watching as she slings my arm over herself so she is leaning against my side. She must sense my confusion and looks up at me for a moment. "You're the best pillow" is all she says as she snuggles closer.

I look at her for a moment; my face beat red at the closeness. I mean Merida using me as a pillow is nothing new, it's just every since I realized I like her like liked her I've tried not to put myself in situations like this. I mean Merida had hundreds of guys after her from billionaire sons, to the star athletes at our school so why would she want to go out with a talking fishbone. It didn't matter anyway Merida saw me as her older brother rather than a teenage guy, and if that meant I can stay close to Merida, than I'll take it. Taking a deep breath I relaxed and adjusted myself my arm resting over Merida who seemed to already be asleep. 'Well its going to take two hours to get to the city might as well take a nap.' I thought, starting to close my eyes.

It must have been two hours later because Merida was shaking me awake. "Hiccup get up" she says shaking my shoulder. I mutter into my pillow and begin to open my eyes only to have my face go completely red. Merida wasn't at my side anymore oh no she was hovering over me straddling one of my legs. I can practically feel my face burning, but Merida only smiles saying "Good your up lets go" before she opens the door I was leaning on. I would have fallen out had it not been for my seatbelt. Merida laughs and gets out of the car slowly. Her body only slightly touching mine, I can hear Merida walking away, but I was trying my best to get my body back in order because I could feel myself gasping for air. I could hear Merida yell at me to hurry up so taking another deep breathe to calm my red beat face I undid my seatbelt and walked out of the car.

The rest of the day was amazing. Apparently Merida had got a package deal where you picked four museums to explore for the day. One was an art exhibit with two new exhibits dealing in impressionist painting and baroque two completely different styles, but amazing. One a history museum that had an exhibit on Vikings which I had to give Merida a look seeing as how she knows are family's are decedent of Vikings and I was names after an old Viking term for runt. The other was a science and engineering museum, and the last was an aviation museum. For the whole day I was dragging Merida everywhere wanting to see everything. Merida knew I like museums even if she didn't, but she made no complaints and allowed me to go anywhere I wanted and would even listen to me when I start rambling about something. She even brought my sketchpad, a leather bond book, where I sketch pictures or ideas for different invention. At first when she pulled it out I snatched it out of her hand my face red worried that she looked through it and finding some of the pictures I drew of her, but after realizing that Merida would never do that knowing that my sketchpad was precious to me I calmed down.

We would sit down somewhere and I would just sketch whether it was a mimic of a painting or a design for an engine. We walked every room and Merida waited patiently as I read every plaque. Sometimes Merida would lean against me and ask me if I was having fun and all I could do was smile at her and say "best birthday present ever." She would smile at me and I swear my heart would stop. The whole day was filled with museums, great food, but the best part was that Merida and I were together enjoying ourselves. After spending hours at each museum, hours of sketching, and laughing it was time to go home. Merida was practically laughing at me because security had to be called on me because I wasn't leaving fast enough.

The car came around and we both climbed inside. It was already 9:00 so with the two-hour car ride we would just barely make it back before curfew, but neither of us cared. We talked all about our favorite pieces, of our favorite part of the day. We began to look through my sketches and as I turned to ask Merida something I noticed that she was sleeping. Shaking my head I picked up the blanket that was on the floor and covered her with it, before taking my pencil out and doing a few more sketches.

Eventually I fell asleep to because when I woke up the driver was shaking my shoulder. "Sir we're at your house."

"What" I mumble rubbing my eye. I feel something warm at my side and all I see is red. I smile about to wake her up until I see my sketchpad open Merida's smiling face looking up at me. I quickly close the book clutching it in my hand, my face going a bit red. I must have moved too much because Merida started to walk up.

"What's going on?" she asked, looking around her eyes landing on me as she gave me a lazy smile.

"I'm home," I say unbuckling my seatbelt. Merida starts to fiddle with the blanket intent to walk me to the door, but I stop her "I'm a big boy I can make it to the door." I say chuckling at her pout.

"To tired to argue" she says leaning into me "Happy Birthday Henry." I smile and before loosing any nerve says, "Thanks for the birthday gift" kissing her forehead before rushing out of the car slamming the door behind me. The driver shakes his head at me before walking towards the driver's side, and not waiting for a response from Merida I ran into the house. 'It would have been better if I kissed her on the lips' I thought shaking my head; I clenched my sketchpad to my chest as I leaned against my front door. After calming down my heart I begin to make my way upstairs, dad most likely in his study working on something.

It was 11:55 by the time I made it to my bedroom. I placed my sketchpad on the table a smile still on my face as I recalled today's events. 'To bad today's not my real birthday' I thought pulling off my shirt.

Just as I was walking towards my door a pain started in my chest. It was dull at first almost like someone had hit me in the chest and winded me. As I tried to catch my breath another shot rang out this one more painful and than another. The last one a stabbing pain that completely knocked me to my knees. That's when suddenly everything got to hot. It was uncomfortable to breath, my throat raw. I wanted to scream, but the only thing I could do was gasp. 'What's going on?' I thought, as a sharp pain hit my shoulder blades like someone was digging a pair of knives into my back.

Before I knew what was going on my door slammed open. My dad running into the room, I expected him to look worried to go and call someone, but all he did was lean over me. "D..a..d" I was able to choke out, my chest rising in pain the stabbing feeling returning.

He raises his hand as if to touch me, but lowers it again. "Its alright son" I hear him say as another heat flash passes me my leg muscles tightening my toes curling in pain. "This is normal," he says again, doing nothing, but standing next to me. I bit my lip as excruciating pain shot through my core causing me to tighten into my self only to have my back start to burn.

"W..ha..ts…go…in…g…o..n" I gasped out, breathing only making it worse. I bit my lip again as if felt like my arm was on fire. I could taste blood, but compared to what the rest of me was feeling a bleeding lip was the least of my worries. Suddenly my vision started to blur and with out my permission my body started to spasm. I could hear my dad shout, but that was all I could make out before I started to black out.

I'm not sure how long I blacked out for, but I remember waking up. My body was sore and felt like lead, but for the most part the pain was gone. I tired to raise my head, but it was too heavy. I groaned my body stinging in soreness, protesting in every move I made which also involved breathing.

"Hiccup" I heard somewhere in the darkness's.

"D…a…d" my voice was hoarse and talking seems like too much strain on my throat.

"It's alright Hiccup your almost done" I could hear him shifting in the dark, but I couldn't see him it was pitch black, but based on the wet stale smell I was guessing that we were in the basement.

I wanted to ask him what he meant by that, but before I could pain erupted in my back. I arched gasping for air. Soon my shoulders muscles were tightening on themselves. That uncomfortable heat forming in my stomach growing hotter and hotter until it started to spread through out my body, I wanted to scream, but soon my teeth started to hurt. It was like someone was pulling at them, stretching them further and further. I cried out the sound vibrating through out the basement. Suddenly my vision was flashing, my eyes burning. I squeezed them shut, but the throbbing started and I opened them the stinging only getting worse. I wanted it all to end, but the fire and pain only grew.

"Your almost done" I heard my dad say trying to focus on anything, but the pain. I tried to remember my day with Merida tried to remember every detail every word, because I was sure I was going to die today. I rolled onto my stomach as a searing pain pierced my back. It was like claws were digging into my back determines to pull something out, my spine most likely. I bite my lip hoping to stop the cries from coming out, knowing that my father wasn't going to help me.

As I tried to catch my breath my heart beating loudly that I could even hear it. My hands shaking as my fingers starting to quiver, almost as if my skin was splitting open I could feel something ripping its way out of my back. It was unbearable and this time I couldn't hold back my cries. I tried to scream, but all that came out was a loud gasp. All at once pain wretched its way all down my back, as something shot out of my back, blood running down my body. Suddenly my fingers started to contract and before I could comprehend it a snapping noise filled the air. I tried to scream out again, but this time it wasn't a scream or a gasp it was a roar.

The next time I woke up, I was still in the dark, my body aching, but it felt cooler and I could tell I was on a mattress. I opened my eyes and I was shocked that everything wasn't dark anymore instead it was like someone turned on a small light that shined in the room almost like seeing everything in night vision goggles, but with color. I didn't want to move, everything still feeling raw from whatever it was that just happened, but not only that I felt off. It was like I had extra weight on me. I shifted, only to groan.

I could hear something shift beside me. Turning my head I saw my dad we was kneeling on the ground beside me. He must have sensed me looking because he raised his head, worry and sadness etched into his face. When he noticed me looking at him he let out a sigh a small smile on his face as he picked up a bowl beside him. "I'm sorry Hiccup, but the pain was necessary." He says not looking at me as he picks up a rag from the bowl squeezing the water out. I try to open my mouth to speak, but he cuts me off "Don't speak, just rest your body is weak its need to heal itself." He says, wiping my forehead with the rag, he wasn't very gentle about it and I did my best not to react to his care giving. "Rest when you wake up again I'll tell you everything." I didn't argue with him, my body shutting down on me.

This time when I woke up I wasn't really sure what was going on. I looked around the dimly lit basement wondering how I got here. I looked around the room, we didn't really use the basement for much it had a small laundry room in the corner under the stairs, but that was really all it had. Dad used it more of a work out room than anything. However as I looked around the room was clear of any workout equipment all that was there was the mattress I was sleeping on. As I began to stand up I realized that I was stiff and my body felt off. I walked around the room not sure why I felt heavier when I noticed a red stain on the floor. I bent down to look at the red mark, the smell of iron filling my noise. I scrunched my noise in distaste my hand reaching towards the stain.

That's when I noticed it, my hand wasn't my hand, and my nails were longer like claws my skin covered in black scales. I pulled my hand closer to my face flexing it. It was my hand all right; I brought my other hand in front of me. It was exactly the same, dried blood covering some of the black scales. I began to look up my arm feeling around my torso only to find black scale patches. My arms had patches while my torso was covered in it. I freaked stumbling over my feet as just kept staring at my chest. 'The mirror' my mind shouted remembering my dad placed a mirror down here on one of the wall. I ran to the mirror only to back away from it in horror.

Not only was my torso covered in scales my arms coved in patches; my face also had black scales on it. The scales darker around my eyes and cheekbones, as I open my mouth to shout, I noticed my teeth. They were sharp; all of my teeth were now canines, but the biggest change was on my back. A giant pair of bat wings rest behind me twitching, in my panic I fell to the ground, however it wasn't until I fell that I felt the black scales tail. As I opened my mouth to scream in terror a roar came out.

That's when I heard the footsteps and a click. As the lights turned on I closed my eyes the lights assaulting my eyes. After a moment I opened them only to notice that they had changed to. The pupil was spliced like a cat, the green and yellow color iris seem to glow. As I looked at the mirror again the image was clear and the worse I looked as I scanned the room I noticed that everything seemed to be more detailed, brighter, clearer.

"Hiccup" my dad, says stopping at the end of the stairs. He must have seen my panicked face because he quickly put his hands up "Its all right son" he says stepping closer and with out thinking I step back, my hand resting in front of me claws ready. "I know this is confusing-"

"WHAT AM I?" I shouted, my voice sounding deeper even with the panicked tone.

My dad stopped walking and lowered his head. His body began to shake and before I knew it two giant blue wings shot out of his back. I could hear him grunting as his nails began to grow into claws, his hands starting to form blue scales with spots on them. When he raised his head. His face like mine was covered in patches of scales only his matched his hand, his eyes were cat like completely yellow, a tail appearing behind him twitching side to side as spikes started to form on it. "You're a dragon Hiccup" his voice was rougher his teeth sharper and thinner than mine. He extended his hand to me. "Let me explain" he says taking another steps forward. I can here myself hiss at him. He growls "Hiccup you need to control your dragon let me help you." However as he stepped closer my body tensed my claws flexing only one word ringing out in my head 'enemy.' My teeth clenched and I snarled.

"Hiccup" my dad, said a snarl on his face as he took another step closer. What happened next I don't know. I lunged at him, going for his throat. He pulled back my claws only nipping his cheek. He growled charging at me, but I was faster and moved out of his way. Suddenly my hands started to grow warm and before I knew it fire was flying out of my hand aimed at my father. His wings came to wrap themselves around him and as I lowered my hand charging for the final blow I was tackled from the side.

The girl above me had blonde hair horns sticking out like a crown. Her teeth smaller than mine as she exposed them in a snarl. Her face and arms were covered in blue scales hints of red and gold spread out. The wings behind her raised a colorful mess of gold, blue, and a tint of red, her eyes were yellow as well. Her tail was lashing out behind her spike everywhere. "Hiccup you need to calm down" the girl above me growled "it's me Astrid" she said, when I started to struggle, but something in me didn't care who she was, she wasn't who I want, she need to get away from me they all did. Opening my mouth I could feel my stomach growing warm my throat getting hotter and I opened wider when I felt like something hot was going to come out. Astrid's eyes widen, but before she could do anything a blow to the head knocked me into darkness.

When I woke up I was chained to the wall. My wings were chained to the wall while my hands were tied behind my back chained to the floor, a metal muzzle strapped to my face. I began to struggle when I noticed someone in front of me, it was my dad and Astrid still in dragon form, but I could tell that there were people behind them, they were standing at the entrance of the basement.

"I'm sorry Hiccup, but you are letting you dragon get the better of you." My father explained as he stepped forward sitting in front of me. For some reason I felt angry and started to lunge at him. He sighed before grabbing my throat his claws tight around my neck. "You will listen and you will remember yourself Hiccup." He growls. I growl back angrier now, but I lean against the wall some part of me ready to listen.

"You know that we are of Viking decent. Our tribe came from a strong line of dragon hunter. We were feared and respected, however one day we were cursed. A Viking from our tribe killed the dragon belonging to a strong witch. The witch had raised this dragon since it's hatching and trained it to never attack humans. However to a Viking a dragon was a dragon and needed to be killed. When the witch found out about the killing she grew angry. She confronted the Viking demanding an answer on why her friend was killed. The Viking explained that a dragon was a monster and that Vikings were trained to kill monsters. The witch was enraged and cursed not only the Viking, but also his entire tribe. She cursed them to be dragons. She wanted the Vikings to suffer to never belong, to be hated by both humans and dragons. As time went by real dragons went into hiding and humans took over, however we evolved, with the help of time and magic we were able to hide, to control our dragonselves. So now when children from this tribe turn sixteen they gain their dragon." I stare at him in shock as he seems to get lost in this story finally he looks at me and say "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner Hiccup, I'm sorry, but right now you need to control this side of you."

I growled again lunging wanting nothing more to be out of these chains. "You will be leaving for training soon I suggest you make your peace with it." He says turning and walking away from me, Astrid following, the people on the main floor shuffling to get out of his way.

I try to lunge out of my chains again my hands getting warm again, the heat starting to form in my stomach, but the chains quickly tightened yanking me closer to the floor and wall. The chains started to grow colder numbing my heated hands. I hissed, but began to calm down.

'What am I doing?' I thought trying to wrap my head around this situation. 'I'm a dragon' just kept repeating itself over and over in my head 'I can't be a dragon, I'm a talking fishbone. I'm whom] people pick on for being smart for being a nerd. Dragons don't get picked on, they don't get bullies I AM NOT A DRAGON' I shouted in my head my tail lashing out. 'But I have wings and a tail, and I'm pretty sure I just shot fire out of my hands and mouth.' I sighed leaning against the wall. 'How could such a day go from amazing to horrible' I thought, my mind drifting back to Merida's birthday present. I didn't realize it, but I began to purr, until my mind realized something. 'What was Merida going to think if she finds out. I'm a dragon for pete sakes she's going to flip she's going to scream and shot an arrow at me.' I thought panicking, hyperventilating through my nose. I groaned to myself and I slammed my head against the wall 'just what is happening to me' I thought, closing my eyes as I thought about all the ways Merida could react to this.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I was on top of a cliff. 'Where am I' I thought looking out at the ocean in front of me. I looked around and noticed gigantic shards of rocks jutting straight out of the water, the waves crashing against them with out mercy. As I turned around I noticing a small village nestled on the outcropping of sea mounts a small wooden dock lowering itself to the ruthless ocean below. I began to make my way to the village that was until something from the corner of my eye run past me. I turned catching a glimpse of a black-scaled tail. "Hey wait," I shouted to it thinking that maybe it was another tribe member in there dragon humanoid form. I ran after the form, but it was to quiet I only caught a glimpse of its tail. I ran as fast as I could noticing that I wasn't having a hard time keeping up. The tail disappeared behind a wall of rocks; slowing my pace I found the crevice the figure ducking. "Wait" I shout walking into the entrance like crevice. I found out it was an entrance to a cove one with its own spring pool isolated by high stonewalls. As I looked down in the cove it wasn't a tribe member I was following it was an actual dragon.

It looked at me with its large yellowish-green cat like eyes. It had a sleek get black body, but with the way the light hit it, it seems to take a bluish appearance kind of like a stingrays coat. It had two large pair of bat wings, with four type of ear like appendages; the two in middle were smaller than the pair on the outside. It had no horns and had a short neck with short tones legs. Its tail was sweeping side to side the large fins present. The dragon titles his head at me, but all I could do was stare at him, he seemed familiar to me some how.

I climbed down the wall reaching the bottom of the cove. Cautiously taking steps towards the dragon that made no sign of moving. "Where am I?" I asked, not really sure what to do. The dragon seemed to roll its eyes at me before walking away. "Hey" I shouted walking after it. The dragon sat itself down under a tree looking utterly bored with me. I sat in front of it, not really sure what to do. "Are you…" I titled my head trying not to sound stupid "Are you my…my…dragon?" I asked, confused.

"And based on your memories I thought you were a smart boy" said a mocking voice. I looked at the dragon its mouth closed, but a smug smirk on its gummy face.

"Uhhh"

"Come now you can't be this stupid," the voice said and this time the dragon laughed. "Yes I am your dragon," the dragon says, its teeth retracting out of its gums.

"This say just keeps getting weirder and weirder" I mutter, feeling a headache coming along.

"It can't be that bad I was born today." I look at the dragon oddly.

"What?"

The dragon stood up and walked over to the pool. "See" I followed and looked into the pool. The water started to swirl colors forming until an image of me on the floor covered in sweat and blood wings ripping out of my back appeared, the image kept going showing the formation of tails and claws.

"That was your fault"

"Well actually it's your ancestors fault when the curse was given. In order to suppress it the Vikings made it so that after sixteen years the humans would give birth to their dragons inside their body before you were just born a dragon halfing."

"If you were born today that how come you're so huge?" I asked, turning my head away from the pool the memory of my transformation not a fond one.

"You find out you have a dragon living inside of you and that what you want to ask?" He gave me a snort of some sort and I couldn't help, but think how sarcastic my dragon is.

"I'm apart of you, I grow and feel with your memories and experiences." 'Well that explains the sass' I thought, rolling my eyes.

"So what now?" I asked, looking around the cove.

The dragon laid down by the pool the water swirling to another memory. It was my father's normal human face he looked worried and slightly angry with the way his eyebrows were scrunched and he said, "You will be leaving for training soon."

"What type of training?" I asked the dragon who rolled on his back sunbathing.

"Dragon training of course. Your suppose to train to get me under control."

"But if you're apart of me than why do I need to keep you under control." Now I was confused.

"Because I'm the animalistic you, I'm the you that has no problem showing what he feels."

"I tell people how I feel"

The dragon gave me a look "Is that so? So your dad knows how you hate him for making you feel worthless-"

"I don't hate him" I interrupted but the dragon continued.

"He knows that you are hurt ever time he sighs at your science projects or when he notices a new bruise on you from another bully-"

"That's not true." But the dragon didn't stop

"He knows that you despise how he is willing to go to your stupid cousins rugby games, but yet he never comes to your science fairs, never acknowledges your inventions, or how hurt you feel when he dumps you on Gobber or-"

"ALRIGHT I GET IT" I shouted feeling angry, the dragons eyes glowed its eyes narrow as it rose to its feet.

"No you really don't" he hissed "I'm you, but I'm the you that feels everything, that embraces everything, I don't hide behind excuses or bonds formed from birth. I'm an embodiment of your unfiltered emotions." He hissed before lowering his snout to my face "And I wish, I wish more than anything I had taken a bite out of your father." He roared.

I backed away shocked and a little scared to be honest. I knew I had daddy issues I wasn't that stupid I wasn't aware of that, but I never thought it would have been to the point of wanting to hurt him. 'I just want him to understand' I thought, crossing my arms.

The dragon snorted "The only thing he understands is violence."

"Well sorry I didn't get to chose my dad, is there anyone in my life you like?" I shouted, suddenly the water started to shift again swirling until a new image appeared. I walked closer to it only to see Merida in the pool. "Mer" I whisper watching as the Mer image laughed, her curls falling into her face as she brings a hand to her mouth, it flickered to another image of Merida, it was her looking at me nodding her head a small smile on her face asking a question on something. Different images started to flicker all of them involving Merida.

"I want to meet this girl," the dragon said sitting like a dog in front of the pool. I didn't want to ask why because if he knew all my memories and feeling, than it was stupid to ask why he wanted to meet the most important person to me.

"I don't know how she'll react to all this" I said, watching as the pool flickered to Merida as a practicing her archery, jumping up and down with joy as she hit fifteen consecutive bulls eyes.

"If she's the girl we think she is she'll be fine." The dragon says not turning his head away from the pool.

I sigh "So training?"

He nods his head "They'll take you to Berk to train and when they think your ready you can return home."

"Where is Berk" I asked, both of us still looking at the pool.

"Berk, It's twelve days North of hopeless, and a few degrees South of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery." He say something like a laugh caught in his throat.

"Sounds like fun" I say looking intently at the pool where Merida was riding Angus. "Pain love it."

The dragon laughs, "you better or this will be the worst days of your life"

"I'm doomed" I whine, the dragon laughs nudging me with his wing.

"Don't worry I'll be there to help you."

"I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse" I mutter, the dragon laughs again. "This isn't funny Toothless."

The dragon stares at me for a moment its head tilted "Toothless I have teeth" he says retracting his teeth a few time.

"I know" I say "I just…it seems fitting."

"So that's my name," he asks his head still tilted.

I think about it for a moment "Yes yes it is."

Toothless sighs muttering, "It could be worse."

"Its not that bad" I defended.

Toothless shakes his head "We have bigger things to worry about than naming, like surviving Berk." But as his eyes drifted back to the pool, somehow I just knew that he was worried about ever seeing Merida.

I pat Toothless shoulder "Don't worry we'll see Mer again."

Toothless turned to me his eyes narrow teeth out "I have no doubt about that," but I could tell that he did, and that's when I sort of began to understand I was the dragon and he was me just the me that didn't lie to himself about how things really were and right now I was really worried about ever seeing Merida again.

Suddenly I felt like something tugging me at first it was like a gentle nudge, but than it became more of a jerk. "What's going on?" I gasped; feeling like something was trying to grip me away.

"Your waking up" Toothless says casually, looking at the pool, the images of Merida starting to blur.

"What do I do?" I ask, trying hard to grip to this dream.

"You wake up," Suddenly everything went black and I could feel myself being shoved. When my eyes snapped open an image above me started to clear. I eeped and without thinking I swung. The man above me caught it, his grip tightening over my fist.

"Calm down son" As I blinked my eyes, I could tell even with the room being so dark that my dad was above me. He let go of my fist, and backed away. "Come on I want to show you something" he says swinging the door open.

I begin to stand up only to be thrown forward from the floor shifting. "Dad where are we?" I asked trying to find my footing.

"Were on a boat," he says walking down a long hallway.

"Why?" I ask, following behind him.

He doesn't answer, but just keeps walking. He swings a heavy door slamming it open and I could smell the salt in the air instantly. My eyes sting for a moment, but suddenly like before I could see everything in the dark. Dad walked on the deck of the ship all the way to the front. I followed looking up and down at the large sails and the open ocean. I followed my dad standing next to him as he placed his large hands on the rail.

"This Viking ship has been used for centuries to take new halfings to Berk." He says taking a deep breathe of the ocean air. "This will be your new home." He says and after a moment I could see something in the distance. At first it was just gigantic shards of rocks jutting straight out of the water, but as we got closer maneuvering around the shards of rock I could see an island. It had large cliffs, but with the few lanterns lit I knew it was there the small outline clear.

"What about school? What about our old home." I ask, a sinking feeling settling in my gut.

"I told the school you had a family emergency your grandmother in Europe is passing, so you'll be gone for a while, if more time is needed that we'll come up with something. As for home once you pass your training we can return home." My dad placed his meaty hand on my shoulder gripping it tightly. "Welcome to Berk" he says once the boat was anchored. The village was on the top of the cliffs so I could only see a few of the buildings.

He leads us off the boat two bags slung over his shoulders; he walks up the dock and away from the village to a lone house on a hill overlooking the entire village. To be honest the village looked somewhat old, some building looking ancient while other looking brand new. "Your dragon training starts tomorrow" My dad says opening the door to the house, "So take this" he says handing me one of the large bags over his shoulder a bag large enough to make me stumble "and get yourself settled in your rooms up the stairs to the right, you better get to bed."

I nod my head and began to trudge myself upstairs. The large bag slowing me down, at last I reached my room throwing the bag on the floor, I realized it was pretty bear a bed with heavy blankets a chest and a study table one rug nothing to fancy. Like dad said I began to unpack the bag, not much in it except warm clothes and hygiene products. As I put everything away I noticed that the sack still had something in it. Flipping it over a leather bound book thumped against the floor. When I finally realized it was my sketchbook, I picked it up and flipped to a certain page. It was the drawing of Merida I did in the car, she was giggling her hand curled gently in front of her mouth the smile still visible as some of her hair blocks her face, her eyes still visible. I sit on the bed just staring at the photo. I sigh, running my hand over the drawing before I close the book and start to get ready for bed. I buried myself underneath the cover, the house, hell the island pretty cold. 'Just get though this training and we can go home…we can see Merida again' I thought closing my eye, feeling completely unprepared for what laid ahead.

This might have a part two not sure yet