Derek slowly began to open his eyes. Blinking them rapidly as he stared at the ceiling of the cabin.

"Like I said it was a dream." He slowly sat up and began to rub his eyes. "Must of dozed off before the party started." He then put down his hands and examined the room. Every thing in his dream was there including the fur close.

"Wow must of dreamed about this." He then felt something wrapped around his pinky finger. He looked down at it to noticed that it was wrapped in some kind of dressing.

"That's odd." He then started to remove the dressing. When he finally removed it all he instantly received goosebumps.

"What the hell." He yelled out as he looked at his stub of a finger.

"OK, OK don't panic, this probably happened at the party." He then started to slowly smile. "Ya, we do some stupid thing, this could just be one of them." A sigh of relief took over his face.

He then began to stretch his arms and yawn. "All right lets see what the damage is." He the slowly got out of the bed and walked to the door. He then opened the door and had a completely blank stare on his face. He was still in the village with the dragons and every thing. It was only very yearly morning as the sun had just started to come out. The only thing that had caught his stare was some smoke in the distance.

He then reached in his pocketed and pulled out his knife. He then looked down at his other finger and began to think. He then looked back at the knife, then his finger again.

"Its not worth it." He then pocketed the knife "Well might as well go along with it." He then began to head in the direction of the smoke.

He slowly began to make his way up the hill, making sure not to wake any of the dragons that littered the village. He then made it to the building that was making the smoke. Derek walked up to it and looked inside. It was some kind of blacksmith building. He continued to look at the inside of the building not paying attention to what was behind him.

"Morning." A voice said from behind him. Derek then spun around to see a viking with hammer for a hand and a piece of wood for a leg.

"Ya it certainly is, and you are." Derek asked.

"The name is Gobber." The viking replied.

"Gobber, you guys have some really weird names around here." Derek said as he started to stare off into space.

"Oh really, well whats your name." Gobber asked.

"Derek." He replied.

"Now that's a strange name." Gobber said.

"Are you kidding me." Derek yelled. He then realized how loud he was being and started to whisper. "My name is perfectly normal were I come from."

"Oh is that right." Gobber asked.

"Ya." Derek snapped back.

"Well our names are normal for around here." Gobber explained.

Derek began to think. "OK you got a point."

"Glad to here it, now come on." Gobber said as he started to walk off.

"Wait where are we going." Derek asked.

Gobber then began to chuckle. "You'll see, now come on."

Derek just shrugged and ran after him to try and catchup to him.

They walked through the village for about five minutes until the came to two large doors. Gobber went up to one of them and opened it. He then gestured Derek to go in. Derek walked in followed by Gobber. Derek started to look around the room. The room was big and it had a large table in the middle of it, with a statue of a dragon with a sword of some king through it.

"Ya that makes sense." Derek said sarcastically. He then saw a large viking standing at the end of the table. He was wearing some kind of chain mail armor and a fur cape.

"Hes finally up Stoick." Gobber said to the large viking.

"Good." Stoick then turned his attention toward Derek.

"I am Stoick the Vast chief of this village, and who might you be." Stoick asked in a demanding tone.

"I am Derek the umm." He started to draw a blank. "You know what its just Derek, what is this place."

"This is Berk." Stoick replied said as he started to walk toward Derek. "Where are you from."

"Who me, well I'm from." He started to try to find an answer in the far reaches of his mind. Until he had thought of one. "Ferelden."

"Ferelden?" Stoick replied as he stopped in front of Derek.

"Yep that's where I am from." He then started to think how glad he was that he had played dragon age origins that one time.

"So where is this, Ferelden." Stoick asked.

"Umm its some where." Derek said as he started to slowly back up. "So what fastest way of getting out of this village."

Stoick then looked Derek over for a while. "Whats the rush." He asked.

"I should probably be getting home before people start worrying about me." Derek said while stuttering.

Stoick just stood there silent as he started to stroke his beard. "The fastest is by dragon."

"Really." Derek said disappointingly. "Well now I just need to learn to fly one."

Stoick then started to smile a little. "If you need some one to teach you then I guess you could learn from my son."

"I guess I have no choice." Derek said as he shrugged.

"Good, then follow me." Stoick said as he headed for the two large doors. Derek followed right behind him. When they got out side Derek noticed that some time had gone by. There were a lout more vikings up and about as he followed Stoick through the village and up to a house. Stoick then started to slam his fist on the door.

"Hiccup come out here." Stoick said.

Derek then started to think to himself. Off course Hiccup is his son. The door then opened as Hiccup stood in the door way.

"This boy needs to be taught how to fly dragons, and your going to be the one to teach him." Stoick said as he grabbed Dereks arm and flung him around in front of Hiccup.

"Are you sure dad." Hiccup asked.

"Yes." He then let go of Derek. "Hes your problem now. I have things to do." Stoick said as he turned around and walked away.

Hiccup then looked at Derek, and Derek just shrugged.

"Do you want to get started." Hiccup asked.

"Sure." Derek said still confused about what was going on.

"Ok lets go." Hiccup then started to walk out of the house. With toothless fallowing behind him.

Toothless just looked up at Derek. Derek then stupidly waved at him. Toothless ignored it and continued following Hiccup. Derek did the same.

They then came to a cliff edge were there were dragons flying around every were. Derek just looked up and stared at all of them, while hiccup was looking around the cliff edge for one. He the spotted one, a deadly natter just standing there.

"You want to try to ride that one." Hiccup then pointed to the netter. Derek looked were hiccup was pointing and saw the blue dragon.

"Sure." Derek then started to walk toward it.

"Just don't make it seem like your a threat." Hiccup yelled out.

"Relax I got this." Derek then started to crouch and inch by inch made his way over to the dragon. The dragon had noticed him and began to stare. Derek finally got to the dragon and slowly started to put his hand on the dragons back. His hand was shaking and he had flinched a couple of time when the dragon moved. He then put his hand on its back..

"That's right I am the man." Derek yelled as he began to gloat.

"Your going to want something to hold on to." Hiccup then started to look around for rope, but was unable to find some. "Wait here I will be right back." He then ran off with toothless following him.

"Something to hold on to, I don't think they go that fast." He then started to climb on the dragon and get on its back. "That was easy, now how do you start this thing." He began to look around the dragon to try to get some idea on how to get it to fly.

"It cant be as simple as kicking it in the side can it." Derek then started to kick it in the side with his heal. The dragon just stood there. "Oh come on what do I do." He then angrily kicked it harder the the other times and the dragon instantly flew up.

"Jeeeeeeeeesuse Chriiiiiiiiist." Derek yelled as the dragon started to fly low over the forest.

Derek was holding on for dear life. "I think I need a barf Bag." He then started to slowly begin to rotate around the dragons neck. He then found himself upside down. "Oh god some one help me." He yelled as he started to loose his grip. He then slipped off the dragons neck and began to hit tree branches. Lucky for him he ended up landing in a bush. He then got out of the bush and stumbled into an open field. He then looked up at the dragon an began to yell.

"I will report you to the AAAE." Derek yelled.

He then turned around and his hart skipped a beat. He found himself face to face with a very agitated dragon. It didn't look like any dragon in the village. It was probably as big as the red dragons he saw flying around. Derek tried to walk backwards but the dragon began to growl when he did. Derek then started to look around hopping to find something to help him. The only thing he found was a stick. He picked it up and began to act as if the dragon was a dog.

"Go get the stick boy." Derek then closed his eyes and threw it. The stick hit the dragon right on the head. This only made it more angry.

Derek started to complain. "OK really what is the different between a knife and a stick, really."

The dragon then started to run at Derek.

"Oh shit." Derek said as he turned around and ran.

A/N; This character is fun to torture, lol. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also I had just recenly put up another story called The Last Dragon Born. I hope you will check it out. It will be my first story were it doesn't involve our world at all.