BigJ - You don't even know where I'm headed with this, what do you mean by that? JK, Thanks!

Sneaky - I'm so damn sorry but no, thats not how it works here... He still has one more trial. It involves sex- no. No, not really. BUT MABYE! It's already written to the fourth chapter. Maybe some sex in number five?... NOPE!

Vader - Thank you! Twice!

JuneTooth - Thank you, and it's explained up here, next.

Also, keep in mind, Hiccup is having mood swings because of what he did. He'll be him a few days and then, BAM! Asshole time! Even after... Certain... Events... MUHAHAHA!11!1II!1i1!one1!exclamation-mark!1!

-Hiccup Pov-

I can't see! Why the hell can't I see?! Wha... What's this...? I find myself staring face to face with a spiky black dragon, who seems to be doing... Absolutely nothing. And then it speaks.

[Child... I am Zarton. No. No, more guttural than that. Yes, yes. Just like that. Anyway, you have killed the Gift. The Gift is actually not a dragon, but a challenge, for those who can slay it become, over a period of days, a being who can be either human or dragon. An Iklin. This is a great honor, and I expect you, thought it is not required to, I expect you to revel in this honor. That wasn't the right word, buuuuuut, you're waking up now and I still don't know what word I'm searching for. I will see you... Uh... In a couple years?]

I wake up in my bed, not believing what just happened to me, but, it doesn't matter. I have dragon training today and that's important.

I get dressed and find my way to the arena. I sneak in behind the others and listen to their conversation.

"Wow," Ruffnut says, "So this is dragon training... I hope I get some mauling, like on my shoulder or lower back." "Yeah," Astrid says, "It's only fun if you get a scar out of it." I sneak up behind the twins, grab the back of their throats and say, as creepily as I can muster, "I know right?! Paaaaaaaiiiiiiinnnn! Mmmmm, LOVE IT!"

Ruffnut starts heaving and crying a bit and Tuffnut seems to have had a heart attack. Astrid looks at me as though I've grown dragon wings and spit fire, and Snotlout is slowly backing away. Fishlegs was too deep in thought to notice at the time, and still is.

"Uh, can we get transferred to the class with the cool Vikings?" Snotlout says, recollecting himself.

"That would be this class, stupid. WELCOME TO DRAGON TRAINING!" I yell, seeing as I'm the only NOT cool kid here.

Gobber gives me a look and exclaims, "Hiccup! What in the name of- y' know what? Doesn't matter." And introduces each of the dragons.

The last dragon he introduces is the Gronckle. When he makes a move to open the gate, Snotlout exclaims, "Wait! Aren't you going to teach us first?!" To which Gobber responds, "Well, how else would I teach you? Imaginary dragons?" And flips the lever.

"Quick! What's the first thing you're going to need?" Gobber yells. "+5 Speed?" Fishlegs guesses. "Some real armor?" I guess. "A shield!" Astrid yells. "Yes Astrid, and Hiccup's would be helpful too."

"Now rember," Gobber continues as the teens all rush for shields, "Your most important price of equipment is your shield. Sword or shield? Shield please."

[Whats going on?! Graaa! Humans! I've got to kill them before they get me!] The dragon says playfully. "Wait, what?!" I shriek in confusion. My figure slacks as I am picking up my shield, and Gobber shoves it in my arms, before pushing me into battle.

The dragon shoots the shield out of Ruffnut and Tuffnut's hands, as they were bickering over the shield. [Hahaha! You're dead!] The dragon yells gleefully and heads for a new target. "Ruffnut, Tuffnut, out." Gobber yells. Is this a game to that Gronkle?! I run away like the other cowardice Vikings-in-training.

"Quick, how many shots does a Gronkle have?" Gobber yells to us. Why the hell not? "Dragons don't have bows, Gobber!" I yell to him, with a smirk on my face, which earns me an index-finger wag from Gobber. "Five!" Snotlout yells, which is countered by Fishlegs with a, "No, six!" Gobber yells to Fishlegs in a congratulatory tone, "That's right, one for each of you!"

Fishlegs does a quick little dance and then realizes what Gobber said, as the Gronckle shoots the shield from his hand, which he responds to by running away, screaming like a little man-girl thing... Ye know whit ah mean. [Hahaha! Another kill, hmm, I'll save that scrawny one for last, he's so cute!] The Gronkle says excitedly and hopefully.

Why is that Gronkle complimenting me? Wait, was that a compliment? It can't possibly be flirting with me! Wait, does it even know I understand it? Can I even actually understand it? What if I'm going crazy? I don't understaaaaaaaaaaannnnd!

While I was thinking those things, Snotlout was taken out as he attempted to flirt with Astrid, and Astrid was right next to me. When I realized this I said to her, somewhat awkwardly, "So, just you and me, huh?" She says, "Nope, just you." As she dodges the fireball. The fireball hits my shield, but doesn't shatter it, instead sending it rolling off.

I chase my shield as the Gronkle chases me, saying [Oh, dang, I'd better chase the little cute one down, now.] WHY does this dragon have such an obsession with me. Wait, no, that's not the right term. Anyway, I fall against the rock walls of the arena and the Gronkle gets up close and in my face and prepares to shoot... The wall just above my head.

"HICCUP!" Gobber yells, running for me. This disorients the Gronkle as it aims a bit too low and shoots me in the face. "NOOO! HICCUP!" Gobber yells, falling on his, uh... Knee, and his eyes begin to water as he is about to cry. However, when the smoke clears in but a moment, I am perfectly fine, if a bit sooty.

The Gronkle floats back into its cage, a bit sullen, clearly thinking it killed me. I regain my bearings before standing up and walking over to Gobber, who has begun crying into his... Hand. I pat him on the back and say, "I don't know how, but I'm fine. A bit sooty and uncomfortable, but otherwise fine." The others stare at me as if I'm some sort of demon. Gobber is relieved beyond belief, giving me a hug, and saying, "H-how is this possible?"

"I said I don't know how, but I may have an idea... I'll have to ask Gothi."

I walk to Gothi's home, hoping to get some answers, with Gobber following behind. When we get there, and I've described the whole situation to her, including the dream, she scratches something in the dirt floor. "Well," Gobber says, looking at the dirt scratches, "It seems as though that dragon god you talked to wasn't lying. You, uh, yeah... Dragons and... I'll keep it a secret don't you worry." I look at the two of them, felling a bit concerned for myself, and say, "I'll just tell the others that they're crazy, the fireball missed..." And why the hell not, "Think I have a chance with any of those dragons? The Nadder? The Gronkle, perhaps?"

"Whaddya mean?" He clearly missed the joke.

"The Gronkle seemed to be flirting with me, and the Nadder... Seemed female? Oh, also, it was intended to be a joke."

"Oh, ooooohhhhh, I get it," he says, catching on, "Seems as though you'd go for the Nadder though doesn't it? Prettier."

Gobber walks me back home, and once we reach my home, I ask him the all important question, "Why aren't you going to tell on me?" Gobber looks at me and sighs, saying, "Well, Hiccup, it's because I trust you, dragon or no, considering how well I know you. You can't be trusted with machinery, and you can be trusted with loyalty, maybe not following ALL the rules, but I know you don't mean poorly."

"Thanks , Gobber." And I walk back into my home, immediately heading for bed.

DAMN. This was longer than expected. Did I make any grammatical errors? I'm practically a kid, but I'm a perfectionist, so tell me if I made any errors. Also, if you haven't noticed, this story is only for those who have watched the movie. If you hadn't noticed that, you clearly need to go watch it, or you won't know what they look or sound like, minus my little hints here and about. Was that a phrase, even? LONG AUTHOR'S NOTE POWERS ACTIVATE! *pop*