Hi everybody, its Pie here writing her second fanfiction. Hopefully this one will be better than my last but as always, constructive criticism is welcome and any grammatical mistakes are my own as I don't have a Beta. Enjoy!
It's been almost seven years now since I left but, to me, it almost feels almost like I was never there. To be truthful I think they would have been better off if I hadn't. My name? Well it is-no was, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. To My friends it's just Hiccup; to my enemy's, Mercy; to the world I am nameless but to my people, King. And that counts for all of us, the Draquine.
Draquine? Really Hiccup, like equine but with Dragons!?
Well you think of a better name Astrid! As I was saying, I am now
-Dragonkin. Counts for both us and the Dragons themselves
Oh yeah Astrid thanks, I was going to do a big 'I am the king of dragons speech' but you just had to blurt it out!
Sorry hiccup but maybe if you had been quicker about telling them we are now half-dragon then
ASTRID! You did it again! Yes, we are Half Dragon with the wings, ears and tails…long story, Thors fault. This is meant to be serious! Ok…take two…
It's been almost seven years now since I left but, to me, it almost feels almost like I was never there. To be truthful I think they would have been better off if I hadn't. My name? Well it is-no was, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. To My friends it's just Hiccup; to my enemy's, Mercy; to the world I am nameless but to my people, King. And that counts for all of us, the Dragon-kin (happy?). I rule and look after the largest nest I have ever found, not only because of the size of the cavers its self but its inhabitants. Noticeably the 'Knights' (right fancy word eh? Heard it on my travels); Astrid, whose wings connected to her arms and her spiked tail hung out the back of her equally spiked skirt, which matched her blood Dragon, Stormfly the Deadly Nader. Second fastest of the nests inhabitants because of her chicken based diet and an aim to match a night fury's. Another Knight was Silver named after his hair, the only of us who lacked winds, had spikes that jutted out of his body in a seemingly random order (we had to cut one that was unfortunately of his leg.). he had a spectacular skill at Magic, he can enchant swords and make shield appear out of thin air. His dragon was a whispering death called Drill. Katya was a Changewing-blood, wings of well...it depended on the day, but her favourite was pure white. Her hair was a light gold but it was decorated with flowers of pink and purple matching the belt on her peal dress. The forth was a stereo typical Viking, burly, strong with extra guts and glory on the side. Big beard of mouse…no! Bear (much more manly!) brown hair. Though the Viking façade wore off when you saw the patches of blue and the crippled wings, too weak for a heavy man like him so he depended even more on his dragon. Thor, the Thunder Drum. Strongest of the blood-dragons and the most loyal. But he was also the only knight to have a daughter, Klo. She was small with the same brown hair, but the difference was the near insanity in her eyes, the terrible terror wings and horns didn't help the look of a demon.
I had found the nest mere days after I left Berk with Astrid and I managed to kill the alpha, at the cost of my leg. The blood loss, well I was near to death. The night fury, the unholy offspring of Lighting and death itself, my death, Thors pity. He fixed me a bit too well though as I DIDN'T ask for the wings tail and ears now did I? But he also saw it fit to thank Astrid as well, and then the others we met and picked up on our visits to other tribes, which formed the Knights. Now we have returned to the nest, freeing dragons from trappers, rather peacefully, until we had a request of help from 'them'.