Prologue 2
Author's Note:
Hic everyone! SirEmperorKhan here with the second and final prologue of this story. First off, I would like to thank all of you for your support. Your reviews are what keeps me going. Next off, I want to mention that this story would be posted infrequently. I am a really busy person and I am also juggling this story with my MFU. So if you want to read more of my writing, please check out my second profile.
Now, onto the story. Enjoy!
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Stoick rubbed his temples as he sat on his chair. The entire Mead Hall was in an uproar about what to do with Hiccup. Everyone wanted to voice their opinion or give suggestions on his punishment. There were arguments everywhere between people with differing opinions.
Stoick was having a very stressful day. First, his son who was supposed to be one of the greatest Viking Berk has ever seen suddenly sided with the dragons, then the meeting was delayed because the Night Fury that his son summoned destroyed several houses that required repairing, and now, this. Stoick is feeling very frustrated.
Sometime during Stoick's mental rant, the crowd started chanting for Hiccup to be exiled. The chant was getting louder as more people joined in.
Having enough, Stoick stood up and roared. "Silence!"
Everyone complied and soon, all eyes fell on Stoick. Stoick scanned the crowd to make sure that he had everyone's attention. When he was satisfied, he gave nod and cleared his throat.
"Citizens of Berk, my fellow brothers and sisters, today we have gathered because our enemies, the dragons, have struck again." Stoick paused and scanned the crowd once more before continuing, "The dragons have taken from us Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. The boy who stood in the ring this afternoon wasn't Hiccup, he wasn't my son." At that, the villagers roared in agreement. Hiccup was the chief's son, he was supposed to be better than this. "And I, Stoick the Vast, have found this boy guilty of damaging an ancient structure, built by our ancestors and founding fathers; guilty of interrupting an ancient and sacred tradition; and guilty of betraying Berk and everything we stand for by helping our enemies, the dragons!" The crowd erupted into an uproar when Stoick finished talking.
"Clearly he is bewitched by those creatures!" someone from the crowd shouted, garnering more shouts in agreement.
Stoick raised his hand to silence the crowd and continued once the uproar died down, "Aye, bewitched he is, he is a criminal who has betrayed Berk in favor of the dragons. And as such, he shall be treated as one! Hiccup is no longer a Haddock! He is no longer a child of Berk!" Stoick proclaimed loudly and was answered by the cheers of the crowd.
"Hiccup will spend the rest of his life in a cage like those animals! He will eat like them and he will live like them!" Stoick was so angry at the memory of all of Hiccup's messes; he was so caught up in it all, that he kept on talking without even thinking. "And he will witness the death of the Night Fury and all the other dragons we have by my hands and the hands of the next graduate." Cheers erupted from the crowd again.
Stoick waited awhile before motioning for silence. "With that out of the way, we now have to discuss other problems-"But Stoick was cut short by the unmistakable voice of Tuffnut.
"There he is!" And the entire crowd turned to see what is happening. The door of the hall suddenly jerked open and Hiccup stumbled into the Hall.
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Hiccup couldn't believe it, his own father disowned him and is going to imprison him. No, no, no he thought his legs taking backwards and his arms flew to his head.
"There he is!" the sudden shout made Hiccup jump and he bumped the large door of the Mead Hall causing it to jerk open. He fell on his side and his hood came off his head. As he lay on the floor, he saw Ruffnut, Tuffnut, and Snotlout standing in front of the stairs that leads to the Mead hall.
Hiccup quickly pulled himself up to face the trio. He took a few steps back before remembering the crowd behind him and slowly turned around to face them.
"Hiccup?" He heard Stoick ask.
Horrified, Hiccup looked at his father. For a split second he wanted to believe that his father would listen, that there could be peace.
No, this is the same man who kicked me out of Berk, who made me an outcast. He isn't even my father anymore, he said so himself. He's going to catch me and kill Toothless in front- Toothless! The escape plan! It all came back to Hiccup
Determination set in and he sent a glare to his father- no, not his father, the chief.
Hiccup turned to run but Snotlout, Tuffnut, and Ruffnut opened up their arms to block him. Hiccup, taking advantage of his small stature, ducked under their arms and continue to run the down the stairs.
"Stop him! Catch him!" Hiccup heard Stoick shout and is soon followed by thundering footsteps of the other Vikings in the hall.
Hiccup reached the bottom of the stairs at record time and took a quick look behind and saw that most of the Vikings were halfway down the stairs. Hiccup took off toward the Dragon Academy. He swerved and made complicated turns in tight areas in an attempt to lose the Vikings. They are all big and muscular, so going through these would slow any Viking down-
"Stop!"
-Unless you're Astrid. Hiccup looked back and saw Astrid a while away but gaining on him. Hiccup focused on sprinting as fast as his skinny legs could carry him, forgetting to about losing the others with his complicated path.
"Hiccup! Stop right now!" Hiccup heard her shout again, but he didn't stop, he kept on running across the bridge towards the Dragon Academy.
After what felt like hours of running, Hiccup finally reached the gate to the Academy. "Toothless!" Hiccup shouted, "Shoot the chain!"
Toothless complied and fired a plasma ball at the chain that holds up the gate just in time to stop Astrid.
"Hiccup!" Astrid called from the gate. She didn't dare to go alone with all the dragons free. She glanced back and saw that many of the villagers have already crossed the bridge and were making their way over. When she turned back, Hiccup was already putting on the Night Fury's saddle. "Hiccup step away from the Night Fury!"
Hiccup ignored her and continued to strap on the saddle. His progress was hindered, however, by his own shaky hands. Come on, come on.
Toothless growled as the Vikings crossed the bridge and begin climbing on top of the ring to jump in from in between the railings. Even more Vikings were helping trying to pull the gate up. The dragons that Hiccup release formed a circle around Hiccup to protect their new Alpha and roared at the Vikings who were trying to get in. For a second, Hiccup stared dumbfounded at the dragons that instinctively protected him, after all, no one had ever stood up for him before. The sound of the gate opening and the thumps of Vikings dropping down from the railing brought Hiccup back to his senses and he secured the saddle on Toothless' back. Then he ran to grab his basket and begin tying that to the Nightmare.
"Just for a short while," Hiccup whispered into the Nightmare's ear when the dragon started to growl in protest. Then he ordered the dragons around him with a gesture at the Vikings who cautiously surrounded them, "keep them away from us."
Toothless gave a nod and roared as loud as he can at the Vikings, who all took a step back. As he strap the basket onto the Nightmare, he whispered words of comfort and encouragement to the dragon, but the dragon was still getting more and more tense with the second. Meanwhile, the Vikings started their advance under Stoick's (whom Hiccup failed to notice until that point) rally.
"Just a bit longer..." Hiccup mumbled as he desperately tried to strap the basket on properly. Come on, come on… "Got it!" Hiccup declared.
At that point, Stoick knew he could not delay with an ear-piercingly loud war cry, he charged at the dragons. Within seconds, the ring became a battle field, as the Vikings fought to contain the dragons, while the dragons fought to protect their Alpha.
Hiccup ducked under the wings of the Nightmare, who joined the fray with a burst of fire, and started searching for Toothless while dodging anything that could possibly harm him. While running through the chaos, Hiccup picked up a shield from the floor. He had no idea where the shield came from, but frankly, he couldn't find himself caring because he was too busy trying to not get killed.
Then suddenly, Hiccup saw two of the last people that he wanted to see: Astrid and his d-ex-dad, Stoick. The worst part, was that both of them saw him, and that both of them were charging after him. By that point, Hiccup has already decided that he did not want a confrontation with either of them, so turned tail and ran… into Gobber, another person he would rather not meet. "Hi Gobber, nice weather?"
"Hiccup! What are you doing?!" Gobber grabbed Hiccup by the shoulders and picked him up so that he could see Hiccup eye-to-eye. "What were you thinking? You're going to get us all killed! Again!"
"Ow, Gobber my arms." Hiccup yelped when Gobber squeezed his shoulder tighter. But Gobber was having none of it.
"Is this what you want? To kill us all?!" Gobber shouted so loud that it made Hiccup wince.
"I just wanted to get out, never thought of killing you guys, I swear!" The situation was getting out of control quickly and Hiccup needed help. He cast a quick glance around to assess the situation, Stoick and Astrid were distracted by dragons, his basket was still strapped onto the Nightmare's back (by some miracle), and Toothless is still nowhere to be seen.
"You never wanted to kill us?! You release the dragons, then what? You fly away? You won't survive a day out there!" Hiccup had to admit, Gobber got him there. He didn't plan that far ahead as to what they would do after escaping, but he figured that they would figure that out later. "This is your home Hiccup! This is your tribe! We raised you! We trained you! And this is how you repay us?! The village practically worshipped you!"
At that, something in Hiccup came loose. An anger, a fury that has been kept locked away for years, and finally, it let loose. "How dare you! You never raised me, no one did! I was alone!" At that, Hiccup kicked Gobber in the gut so hard that Gobber dropped Hiccup and gripped his gut. Hiccup stood over Gobber and continued his rant, "I never wanted to be worshipped! I didn't even want to kill a dragon! I wanted to be me! The only one who ever loved me was my mother and the dragons!" Hiccup yelled at the Gobber, who was trying to stand. Without knowing what he was doing, Hiccup unsheathed his knife and raised it above his head. With a yell, he brought the knife down on the hypocrite, only to be tackled by someone.
"This isn't you Hiccup! Get a hold of yourself, lad!" It was another villager, whose name Hiccup could not recall at the moment.
Hiccup struggled against the Viking ferociously, as if he were a dragon. From the corner of his eye he could see Stoick helping Gobber up, and he struggled even harder. It was then that a screeching sound could be heard.
"It's the Night Fury!"
"Get down!"
Just then, a plasma shot hit the wall beside Stoick and Gobber, casing both men to fall down. The explosion also created a distraction for Hiccup to break free from his captor and grab his knife that was lying on the floor nearby.
Meanwhile, the battle started up once again as the Vikings began to get up and continue their fight against the dragons. The sudden re-eruption of chaos distracted Hiccup from noticing that the Viking had got up and tackled him.
Hiccup once again found himself on the ground, but in a different predicament. This time the Viking was trying to wrestle the knife out of Hiccup's hand. Hiccup struggled to keep ahold of his weapon as the Viking was stringer then he was. Hiccup could feel his energy fading as the man continued to try and twist the knife out of Hiccup's hand. "Snap out of it Hiccup! Those monsters have bewitched you!"
Hiccup felt new energy bursting through his veins, as if he had reserved energy within him. "They did not!" With this burst of energy, Hiccup twisted the knife out of the Vikings hand and sent it forward into the Viking's chest. And for a horrible moment, Hiccup realized that he had just killed someone and that the man that he just killed was none other than Hoark the Haggard, one of Berk's bravest warrior's and a confident of his dad. And for a brief moment, memories started to flow through Hiccup's mind. He saw Hoark fighting alongside his father during a raid; they were working on taking down a Nightmare. Then Hiccup saw Hoark at his father's wedding, and for a brief moment, he saw his mother. Mom? Mom! Then he saw Hoark comforting his father when his mother went missing. Valka. He called my mother Valka. Then suddenly it was all over. Hiccup could not hear anything around him. His only focus was the dying man that lay before him; everything else seemed to fade away. "What have I done?"
"You have slayed one of your own. I hope you feel proud." He heard Hoark jeered with one of his last breaths.
"I didn't… I didn't mean it…I…I" Hiccup was at lost for words. He just killed someone. He just killed a man. Two eyes that would never see again. Two ears that would never hear. A mouth that would never smile again. A heart that would never love again. Hiccup couldn't even imagine how devastated Hoark's family would be. "I'm… I'm sorry."
"Sorry won't change anything." Were the last words of Hoark the Haggard, a brave soldier and loving father.
Hiccup turned his attention away from the dead man and to the battle trying to keep his mind off the horrible deed he had done. But the first thing he saw was his father and Gobber, staring at the dead man and Hiccup's bloody knife.
"Hiccup…how could you," Hiccup saw the devastation in Stoick's eyes. He couldn't look at it. He turned away, and he ran. He ran into the battle and through it. He shoved his way through not caring who he pushed down. He had to get away from his father. He ran and he ran, but he never let go of his knife. He could hear someone calling his name, but it sounded like it was a thousand miles away, so he kept on running. He ran until his legs could no longer handle the stress, and he fell. He fell to his knees and used his hands to support himself. What have I done? The question kept going through his mind. The scene of him stabbing Hoark, of the man dying, his words, they played in his mind again and again. But most of all, the memories. They played through his mind, especially the memory with his mother. What would she think of me?
Hiccup could feel the tears seeping through his eyes; no one would want him now. He had just killed a man of his own tribe. Who can love someone like him?
The answer came in a soft coo. Hiccup turned up to see Toothless standing before him, looking worried at his friend. The battle continued to rage on around them, but Hiccup did not care. He reached out and hugged Toothless, the only one who would love him no matter what he did. He buried his face in Toothless' neck and allowed himself to cry. Toothless cooed in worry again and nudged Hiccup's side. "I'm alright." Hiccup chocked out in between sobs. "I'll be alright."
Then he heard it again, someone calling his name. Stoick. "We have to-sniff-get out of here." Hiccup managed to choke out as he slipped onto Toothless' saddle. "Come on bud." Toothless cooed in worry once again but stood up. "Shoot the wooden panel." Hiccup said as he swallowed his tears.
Toothless complied and shot the wooden panel that was used to patch the hole Toothless came in through. After that, Toothless roared for the other dragons to follow him and he took off. The other dragons roared back at Toothless and followed him through the hole.
"Man the catapults! Shoot them down!" Stoick shouted orders at the Vikings, "I want them alive!" All able-bodied Vikings filed out of the arena and ran to their stations. Turning around, Stoick took stock of the casualties of the battle. 10 injured, nothing serious. Dozens of damaged weapons, and…one dead. Stoick steeled himself and turned back to the Vikings who were making their way across the bridge.
Meanwhile, as the dragons flew away from the village, a thought suddenly popped into Hiccup's blank mind. The Bola shooter, my plans, they are still in the forge. Hiccup couldn't help but get worried, he had plans for all sorts of weapons to hunt and kill dragons. If they decide to look through my stuff, they might make some of the weapons. Although Hiccup knew that they would likely just burn all his stuff or just lock them away, it was still better safe than sorry. With so many Vikings on his tail, Hiccup knew that his only chance of getting rid of his plans was to destroy the forge.
Hiccup couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. I caused them so much trouble, and I…I even killed a man. But Hiccup had no choice, if he doesn't destroy the forge, Gobber might create some of his weapons. They never cared for me anyway. Hiccup tried to convince himself. They had this coming for them… but Hoark didn't deserve to-Hiccup shook himself out of his thoughts before he could dwell on it. He had to distract himself from thinking about his murder. Hiccup filled his mind with memories of being pushed around and belittled. He remembered the damage the bola shooter inflicted on Toothless. And he remembered the fear in his best friend's eyes after being shot down. I have to protect the ones that actually love and care for me, no matter how Berk views it. With new found conviction, Hiccup swallowed the lump in his throat and patted Toothless. "Toothless, we need to take a detour." Hiccup's voice cracked as he spoke, which worried Toothless. "We'll need to destroy the forge, or other dragons will suffer like you." Toothless grunted in understanding and, with the help of Hiccup, turned towards the forge.
Down below, Stoick and Gobber, who were leading the Vikings, noticed Hiccup's sudden change in direction. The two men stopped and Stoick signaled for the small army that was following him to stop. Every eye was fixed on the dragons who suddenly changed directions. "Where are they going?" Astrid asked herself from right beside Stoick.
Stoick squinted his eyes to see clearer and looked down to scan the village. What could he possibly be after? Suddenly Gobber shouted out, "They're headed for the forge!"
Stoick's eyes widen at the revelations and he began ordering the Vikings to get them. "Arm all of the nearest catapults and towers! The rest of you follow me! We're going to hunt those monsters down!"
As Hiccup approached the forge, he noticed that the Vikings were headed for the towers and catapults around the area. Not good, they've caught on. Hiccup patted Toothless' neck and whispered in his ear to fly faster. The dragon roared at the other dragons to pass the message and the group began to speed up. As Toothless was charging his plasma blast with a screech and a dive bomb towards the forge, Hiccup chanced a peek at the Vikings who were already at their weapons and were setting up to fire at the group. "Aim for the back." Hiccup whispered into Toothless' ear.
From the ground, Stoick and Gobber could only watch in horror as the Night Fury sends a blast at the storage area, destroying much of the weapons and plans that were kept in the forge. The other dragons followed up with blasts of their own and by the time all the dragons had their go at destroying the forge, said building was nothing more than a burning heap of wood and metal.
The Vikings stop dead in their tracks and stood there watching the burning forge for a second before Stoick started barking new orders. "Shoot them down! Everybody, arm a catapult or grab a bow! Shoot them down!" Stoick shouted furiously. Nobody had ever seen Stoick this angry except when Valka was carried away. And from experience, everybody knew not to make him anymore angry, and so the crowd dispersed even though they knew that bows and arrows won't pierce the dragons though scales.
Hiccup, meanwhile, was feeling conflicted between his love of dragons, his loyalty to Berk, and the guilt of murdering someone. He knew that there was no turning back now, but he wondered what would have been if he had continued to just fake his way through. He might have been able to fake the Nightmare's death. And Hoark, he would have been able to avoid killing the man. He could have just twisted the knife away and kicked the man off. But it was something inside him; the rage, the fury after being tormented for so many years. This line of thought brought memories of Hoark scolding Hiccup for not being manly enough or for causing more trouble than good. But he still didn't deserve to die-
Hiccup was broken out of his thoughts by a net that nearly caught Toothless. Looking around, Hiccup could see a barrage of nets and arrows flying towards them. Hiccup immediately switched his focus to dodging the projectiles that were being thrown towards themby the Vikings. Looking around, he could see that the other dragons were barely avoiding the nets that were coming after them. "We've gotta help them Toothless," Toothless growled in agreement and began firing blasts at net that get close to any of the dragons.
Hiccup could hear Stoick shouting orders at the Vikings from the ground, although Hiccup could not make out the words. He relied on his sight to predict the Vikings next move, but so far, they seem content with just firing nets at the dragons. What else could they do?
After what felt like hours of dodging nets, the barrage finally came to a stop. Hiccup turned his focus to the ground to see why the Vikings stop, only to find that they have already left Berk. They have flown out of the range of Berk's biggest catapults. Turning around, Hiccup could see a large group of Vikings gathered at the shore watching them leave. And then, Hiccup heard him, Stoick.
"From now onwards, Hiccup is an outlaw of Berk!" Hiccup could hear Stoick shout just loud enough for Hiccup to hear, and he sounded really angry. "If he ever step foot on Berk again, he is to be executed on the spot. Any Viking who sees him and brings him to me dead or alive, will be given a generous reward!"
Stoick little speech brought Hiccup back to reality: He was leaving Berk forever. The place that he was born in and grew up in would only remain in memory. He had just been outlawed and he would always be on the run from Vikings who know about the bounty on his head. And he killed a man. Hiccup broke down crying on Toothless, and the small group of a boy and six dragons.
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Author's Note:
Thanks everybody for reading! Please leave your thoughts and suggestions for this story in the reviews. Now before I answer reviews (which is a tradition of many authors), I would like to mention that this story is set to take place during the Renaissance Period, roughly a year before Assassin's Creed 2. I know that it is unlikely for Vikings to still be around by then but the time period is important for a prequel that I plan to release in the future.
Two other time periods that I was considering was the Iceni Revolution and the unification of Denmark. The Iceni Revolution was the revolution of several British tribes against the Romans. The leader of the revolution was the queen of the Iceni tribe, Boudicca. The unification of Denmark was the conquest of all the tribes in Denmark by King Harold "Bluetooth" Gormsson. (Before I continue I would like to apologize for any spelling error) I recommend that you guys search up these two events on Google, they are pretty interesting. My original plans for these two timelines would be revealed at the end of this story.
Now to reply reviews:
Longstory3: Interesting story, waiting for the next chapter. But I don't know if you know... there already been a good story with the same name, but it been deleted.
Reply: Thanks for the compliment and congratulations on being the first to review! I sorta knew that this name sounded familiar but when I chacked there wasn't any story with this name. Anyway the name was only temporary because at that time I had not decided which time period this story is set in (see above if you skipped all the way down). Either way, thanks for telling me!
Guest: Pretty good start, i have some suggestion, it is NOT critic, just some ideas:
Dont make it a hiccstrid story, but a HxOC or a HxHeather
Maybe some POV like, astrid, stoick, gobber or some OC
In every ac game the hero have some kind of special hidden blade, maybe you Can come of with something we havent Seen before
It is just ideas, not demands its your story
Reply: Thanks! I really like your ideas! First of all, I had planned from the start for Hiccup to be in a relationship with Heather. I'm trying to make Hiccup hate Berk and everyone on it (I hope that it seems believable) so I couldn't possibly pair him with Astrid. As for the point of view thing, I tried switching the point of view a little in this chapter. So how was it like! I was trying to focus on Hiccup but I also needed to justify some of the other character's actions. Please leave some tips if you have any! And finally for the hidden blade, I actually never thought about that! YOU ARE A GENIUS! I'm thinking of something to do with dragons and so far all I can think of is a mini flamethrower and shooting tiny smoke grenade that can be lit to explode. (The flamethrower don't seem practical though) Please leave some suggetions in the reviews. And I really appreciate the suggetions, they really got me thinking.
Guest: Moar plez!
Reply: Moar is on the way! Really appreciate the support by the way!
Fuzzybunnies1001: I LOVE this fanfic cant WAIT TO READ MORE
Reply: THANK YOU! Cant wait to READ NORE REVIEWS! YOUGUYS ARE AWESOME!
High 1: I like this so far. Please do continue and there is no spelling errors that I can see.
Reply: Thank you for your compliment and for checking the story for me. I really appreciate it.
And now, for a sneak peek on the next chapter:
For a brief moment, Stoick saw the figure's face. A face that he had not seen in five years; a face that he had hoped to never see again. The face of his ex-son, Hiccup Horrendous III.
The paragraph above is subject to change (I haven't written anything from that chapter yet. LOL).
Anyway, thanks for reading and for your support! See you guys next time!
SirEmperorKhan out.