This is Berk. It boasts the most amazing creatures in the world. They used to be the village's problem, but now they're our friends. They're with us in our high points and our low points. They're with us during times of peace, and they stay by our side during times of war. My name is Hope. Great name, I know. I wanted something fiercer. My dad picked it the day I was born. My dad is kind of overprotective, but he's not stifling. Then there's my mother, Astrid, still showboating even though she's not a kid anymore. Over there we have my annoying and cocky little brother, Magnus. He thinks he's the coolest kid on the island even though he's only twelve. The day my problems began appearing was on the final day of dragon training. I was going up against the children of my dad's friends. You'd think that us having known each other since birth would make us go easy on each other, but it's made us more competitive, if anything. With today's dragon races, I knew that I was going to need all the luck the gods saw fit to bestow upon me. Unfortunately, that wasn't very much luck, in the end…