Prolouge
If there was one place Hiccup loved to go, it was the library. He loved looking at the past and more importantly, his family's past. He had special access to his family records and he took full advantage of that, going time and time again to read what his family left behind. Sometimes he'd discover great legacies his relatives left, other times he could find something he might not have wanted to know. This time, he found something... Strange... Hiccup was at his usual table, books and records around him. He's read through every one and now he wanted to find something new. He got up from the table and went to the shelves, finding nothing of interest. He sighed and spotted a book on the shelf he hasn't read before.
He shrugged and grabbed it, but it seemed to be stuck, making him frown in confusion. He pulled harder, but it still wouldn't budge. With one more hard pull, the book came off the shelf and a piece of the shelf with it.
"What the?" Hiccup muttered, looking at the, now apparently fake, book in his hand. Why would someone put a fake book in his family records? He looked at the shelf and where the book used to be, seeing something else there. It seemed the book was hiding a compartment and inside it was another book, this one old and worn out. Out of curiosity, he grabbed it and put the fake book back into place, then walked to the table. He sat down and looked at the leather cover, bound by dragon skin and scratched into it was a name that he never heard before.
Baldr Haddlock
Haddlock? Hiccup hadn't read any records mentioning someone named Baldr. He ran his fingers over the scratches and opened the book, seeing sketches of family members, dragons, and places he's never seen on the island. He flipped through the pages, noticing they were all dated and there were entries written by Baldr. One in particular caught his eye, the writing looked rushed and messy, but still readable.
September 4
They found out. I'm sure it wasn't Carno, but I have my doubts, dear brother hates dragons. I have to run, we have to run. I can't let In'il be killed, not now, not ever. I will hide this book in the records, maybe one day someone will find it and see my side.
I am not a mad man, In'il is not a killer.
I pray to Odin that the day will come where dragons may be our friends, not our enemies.
Hiccup's curiosity was peaked at those words. Mad man? Killer? He wanted to know more, but he herd someone coming. He quickly shoved the book into his vest and blew out the candle, swiftly leaving the library and rushing back home. He hoped he wouldn't get caught with the book. By the sound if it, Baldr was in some trouble and he wanted to know what it was about. Hiccup went to his room and smiled at Toothless, who was fast asleep in his bed, and went to his desk and pulled out the book. He took a deep breath and opened it, starting from the start.