Author's Note:CanIHaveAHug, I'm glad you're interested. But it's not all OC. The movie characters will come soon. Moonlight Snowflake, I'm glad you liked it and you have to wait and see for who's the eyes.

Past the white puffy clouds, the dozen of shinning stars. Past planets with blue, red eye giants is a place known to the Gods. Asgard. In the golden castle is a large room with a opening in the floor. A tall pale skin man stood over the opening looking at the midgardian he was made to watch.

"Brother!"

The raven hair God grimaced before looking at the God of thunder with annoyed green eyes.

"Yes Thor."

The bulky blonde walked over and peered into the opening. Causing the God of mischief to frown even more.

"Tell dear father, that I'm looking after my charge."

Thor looked from the midgardian that was named after his brother, to the God of mischief. "Loki, father wants to know why you were on midgard."

Loki growled before looking back in the opening. "I was looking after son of Brant."

Thor raised a thick eyebrow. "With a dragon? A night fury nonetheless. Loki what's going on?"

Loki sighed. "You remember the runt heir of Berk?"

Thor frowned. "Hiccup. Yes, why?"

Loki ran a hand through his hair. "I'm going to send a dragon to help him."

Thor's bright blue eyes widen. "You can't be serious! That boy will kill your dragon without a heartbeat!"

Loki smirked at his brother which got the God of thunder feeling concern about what his brother have planned.

"Not if he's in shock."

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Loki sat in the village hall. It was late afternoon and he had nothing to do. Sherise was busy with dragon training with Bjorn. Leaving him alone with all the dragon books the village has. But for the love of Odin there was nothing in them to tell him about the Night Fury.

"What do you want to know about the Night Fury, mischief clone?"

The young Thunderston frowned before looking up to see a bulky light tan skin young man with brown locks that stop at just above his ears.

"None of your concern, Bjorn!"

The young Henson male laughed before grabbing one of the books and holding it up. Loki jumped up and tried to reach it but it was impossible since Bjorn was taller.

"Ouch!" Bjorn moaned. Rubbing the back of his head, dropping the book.

A sixteen year old with milk chocolate skin and mid back length black hair that is in a braided ponytail with a few bangs on the side of her brown eyes. Walked from the moaning Henson with a deadly glare. She had on a green tunic with long sleeves that is trimmed with gold. Black leggings with gold trimming and brown fur boots.

"How many times do I have to tell you to leave Loki alone!"

The older, larger man flinched and was going to say something but stopped at the look from the young female Lokiston. With a gulp, Bjorn ran out of the hall leaving her and Loki alone.

Loki sighed deeply as he picked up the book. "Thanks, Reese."

Sherise frowned before sitting at the table. "Loki, what's wrong? You can tell your bestest friend."

Loki smiled lightly as a small laugh escaped his mouth. "Sherise, you're my only friend."

Sherise frowned deeply. "What about...no. How about...no." then her preppy attitude returned. "Well I'm may be your only friend. But what more do you need?"

Loki couldn't help the larger smile or the louder laugh. He may have one friend but that friend is a dozen friends in one. He will never get bored.

Sherise grew serious as she looked over the books that Loki was reading. "What's with the Night Fury study?"

Loki sighed before looking at the books himself. "I'm searching for the Fury flock. I think I know how to get my dad and the village's approval."

Sherise raised a thin eyebrow. "You don't mean?"

The pale skin man nodded. "I'll kill the dragon that killed my mother."

"You mean kill a innocent life that didn't do anything. Your father killed that dragon the same night. That's what my father said."

Loki sighed deeply. "The night fury is the most dangerous. I have to try. I can live like this any more. Everyone hates me because who I was born looking like."

Sherise stood and walked over to her friend and placed a small kiss on his cheek. Just near his lips. She smiled lightly at him before walking out of the hall but not before saying over her shoulder,

"Not everybody hates you."

Loki watched the teen go with a burning face and a dry throat. He looked down at the book where a picture of a night fury was shown. He sighed deeply. This is the time when he could use some guidance.