A/N: Hi, the names Bec, this is just a quick key about the different types of font you'll see in this story.

Bold + underline = author note

Bold = movie

Bold + italic = camera motions/ movie actions

Regular = real life

Regular italic = real world thoughts

FADE IN:

EXT. NORTH SEA/VILLAGE - NIGHT

We skim above a dark, wild ocean. The camera turns toward a

lone island, Berk. It is a gigantic shard of rock jutting

straight out of the water. A black cloud swarms over the island.

Everyone In the crowd stares at the cloud, they know that at the time that was not there. My voice comes over the speakers. "That cloud is always there, you just can't see it. When Hiccup was eight he went into the forest and saw a woman, this was no women however. This was a demon." Everyone gasped. They knew how dangerous demons were, they always found some way back out of contracts via loop holes, and when they did they often found a way to make you their slave. "The demon told him that when he was fifteen his entire village would die. He turned and ran back to his house to tell his mother about the demon lady. When he got there a dragon was carrying her away. The entire village blamed him, even his own father. Stoik he heard your conversation with Gobber, but only the part where you blamed him. Then he turned and ran back to the demon. He didn't ever want to feel that hurt, that guilt of someone dying. So he went back and made a deal in return of protecting the people of Berk and giving him control over the spawns of hell, he would have to pay a price, that you will see soon." The movie continued.

HICCUP (V.O.)

This, is 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.

Everyone laughs, even though riddled with sadness for the lost hero everyone one knew how bad Berk was and Hiccup described it perfectly.

The camera drifts over rolling hills to reveal a small

village nestled on an outcropping of sea mounts.

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)

My village. Many people get mad, I often feel like they just want me gone, this isn't my home, but it's the only place I know. It is in a word, sturdy.

And it's been here for seven

generations, but every single

building is new.

The camera drifts closer, circling.

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)

We have fishing, hunting, and a

charming view of the sunsets. The

only problems are the demons and the pests. You

see, most places have mice or

mosquitos. We have...

Sheep graze peacefully on a hillside. Suddenly one is

snatched.

CUT TO:

INT. STOICK'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

A door is pulled open... as a DRAGON swoops directly toward

it, BLASTING FIRE. The door is SLAMMED. The fire shoots

through the slats of wood, illuminating HICCUP, a gangly

teenage Viking.

HICCUP

...dragons.

EXT. STOICK'S HOUSE

He reopens the sizzling door, as leaps off of the front

porch. He weaves through the erupting mayhem as Vikings pour

out of the buildings, ready for a fight. Each viking is surrounded in black fog.

All the Vikings look at each other, that wasn't there before. My voice comes over the intercom again. "That's the demons. They're holding up their end of the deal. As long as one of them is near you, nothing can kill you. This may seem all and good but Hiccups paying for your lives in blood."

More dragons swarm in, setting rooftops alight and hauling

off sheep.

HICCUP (V.O.)

Most people would leave. Not us.

We're Vikings. We have stubbornness

issues.

Vikings sound the alarm. Viking men and women pour out into

the streets, axes in hand. The black fog wraps around their wrists or legs, or even weapons.

ON HICCUP darting through alleys, staying under eaves, making

his way through the battle. Hiccup is grabbed and pulled in to an island. A black fog in a rough shape of a person stares down at him.

HICCUP

YA, YA I know. I'll pay after the raid. If I don't show up Gobber will know somethings wrong and you'll be in trouble.

The figure nodes and lets Hiccup pass. He starts running through the streets again.

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)

My name's Hiccup. Great name, I

know. But it's not the worst.

Parents believe a hideous name will

frighten off gnomes and trolls.

Like our charming Viking demeanor

wouldn't do that.

Stoik looks confused, he thought that Hiccup was a good name, it was just a name.

Dragons sweep back and forth, dodging axes and blasting the

Vikings who throw them. A burly warrior gets tossed in an

explosion, knocking Hiccup to the ground.

VIKING

(FIERCE)

Arggghhhhh!

(cheery, insane)

Mornin'!

The Viking tries to shrink down in his seat. "I was in the middle of a barrel of mead." He says sheepishly, and everyone laughs.

Hiccup gets to his feet and continues to rush past gigantic

men and women.

HICCUP (V.O.)

Meet the neighbors. Hoark the

Haggard...

HOARK

What are you doing out!?

HICCUP

... Burnthair the Broad...

BURNTHAIR

Get inside!

HICCUP

... Phlegma the Fierce...

PHLEGMA THE FIERCE

Get back inside!

Every one of the Vikings now look sad, they hadn't known that they were being so rude to Hiccup.

HICCUP

. Ack.

He passes a silent ox of a Viking, picking his ear.

HICCUP (CONT'D)

Yep, just Ack.

Enter STOICK, the biggest Viking of all. He yanks Hiccup from

the path of a strafing dragon and holds aloft to the crowd.

STOICK

Hiccup!?

(accusingly; to the crowd)

What is he doing out again?!

(TO HICCUP)

What are you doing out?! Get

inside!

Stoik sits up in his seat, did he really sound that mean?

The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard.

He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.

HICCUP (V.O.)

(IN AWE)

That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of

the tribe. They say that when he

was a baby he popped a dragon's

head clean off of its shoulders.

Do I believe it?

Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it, knocking the

strafing dragon out of the sky.

HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Yes, I do.

Stoik and Gobber share a look, someone started that rumor years ago, he didn't know Hiccup thought so highly of him.

An EXPLOSION forces Vikings to DUCK. Stoick stands firm,

brushing flaming debris off of his shoulder.

STOICK

(barking; to his men)

What have we got?

VIKING #1

Gronkles. Nadders. Zipplebacks. Oh,

and Hoark saw a Monstrous

Nightmare.

STOICK

Any Night Furies?

VIKING #1

None so far.

STOICK

(RELIEVED)

Good.

Every one of the Vikings sat silent staring at the screen, every one of the Vikings on the screen had at least one black fog around them. Then Astrid speaks up, it's clear she's been thinking for a while. "If he made a deal with this demon when he was eight t protect us. He could have been killed, every day for seven years. He put his life on the line for SEVEN years so he could save us. Every day for those seven years we were terrible to him, some hit him, no one wanted him. He died unwanted. He died thinking we didn't care. He DIED saving our lives." Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Hiccup wrestled the intercom from me, he's stronger then he looks. He pressed the button and his voice rang out through the theater. "Oh, my Gods, Astrid, I-I… I shouldn't be talking right now, I'm putting my life on the line again… but you need to know… I didn't die feeling unwanted. I lived with the most amazing group of people at my back, even if it wasn't everyone else, if it was only you. I would be happy." Everyone gaped. Then Astrid yelled at the top of her lungs. "Hiccup! Get your butt out here!" He looks at me asking permission. I wave him off, he's already reveled he's alive, he might as well show them. I clicked a button removing the restraints of Astrid, Stoick, and Gobber. Then Hiccup got on Toothless, I guess he didn't believe in his ability to walk, and together they walked out the door and into the theatre.