Five Months After Hiccup Disappeared

Stoick became harder on the village as each month pasted and still no sign of Hiccup. Because seeing the arena brought up the memory of Hiccup, it was closed until further notice. In a vain attempt to blame the dragons for Hiccup's disappearance, like his mother, Stoick went in search for the dragon's nest again. This time he used a dragon to guide him, because if he couldn't find it, they certainly could.

What he found was an empty nest with a giant dragon corpse.

"They were raiding us to serve their queen." Gobber reasoned, next to Stoick on the shores. Stoick huffed at him and continued looking, for anything that would lead him to his son.

"Uh, Stoick?" Stoick looked to Gobber, eyes widening as he saw Hiccup's fur-vest. He quickly walked over to Gobber, grabbing the vest from him. It was charred and half gone, but Hiccup's.

Astrid hid in the absolute darkness of the night shadows, sneaking into the—now abandoned—dragon arena. A month ago the Chief had shut it down and made plans for a new one down the island. The pain of the memory his son's success was overwhelming.

Carefully lifting the gate so she could slip in. She was planning on doing the unthinkable.

Training a dragon.

She's spent the last two months reading Hiccup's journals, reading everything Hiccup wrote about himself training Toothless. Naming a Night Fury, Toothless, was such a Hiccup thing to do. It made her smile when she read it.

She wasn't crazy enough to get the Monstrous Nightmare so instead she went to the Deadly Nadder. Plus if the Monstrous Nightmare caught itself on fire—like it most likely would—she would be caught and tried for treason.

Pulling the lever, the doors slowly opened, the Deadly Nadder just waking up.

"Hey there." Astrid said, holding out the fish she brought with her, Hiccup's pointer. "You want the food?"

The Deadly Nadder came to her slowly, sniffing the air.

"That's it. Good dragon."

The Deadly Nadder turned its head to stare at Astrid, eyeing her and the fish. Astrid held it out, but quickly pulled back her arms when the Deadly Nadder nabbed the fish from her hands. The Deadly Nadder looked at her again, getting closer and closer, stiffing her.

"Hey, it's okay." Astrid hesitantly held out her hand, barely touching the scales. "It's okay." She said, mostly to herself.

Finally trusting herself and the dragon, she laid her hand on the dragon's nose, just below its horn. Astrid smiled as the dragon purred—in its own way.

"Hiccup was right." Astrid started to chuckle in delight.

Gothi tended to the wound, making sure it wouldn't become infectious. The dragon watched as she did so, cautious that she would hurt his rider.

She looked over at him and huffed, annoyed that she had a nosey-nelly, but understood his reservations. Still, he's the one that brought the boy to her, least he could be is a little more trustworthy after these past few months.

While she wasn't happy about how they asked for help, at least the boy trusted her.

She picked him for a reason. And it wasn't to kill that dragon.


AN: Unlike many stories like this, Hiccup doesn't gain the ability to speak dragon or understand dragons or turns into a dragon. I typically don't like those kinds of fanfics. Like I get that in the books Hiccup spoke dragonese, but for movieverse, it just doesn't seem plausible to me? So no dragonese sorry.

Also most chapters will vary in length.

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~Alex