GENDERBEND/NEXT GEN HTTYD.
The Dragon Heart.
Summary: Henri Hofferson is frustrated that his Soulwing form hasn't turn up yet, and that his parents are so over protective of him. But when an unsavory fellow from his mother's past arises from the depths of Helheim and threatens his kingdom, he sees it as a chance to prove himself. Along side his faithful Dragon Sister, Gums, and his best friends and their Dragons, he's determent to be the hero he always wanted to be. Can he do it?
Chapter One: The Dragon Games.
The Kingdom of Norðri.
"This is the Kingdom of Norðri. On the outside, it just looks like a gigantic iceberg sitting on a massive island, with hundreds of smaller islands surrounding it. But that old phrase is right. 'There is no place like home'.
The horn blows, and the Dragons raced off into the sky to get to the sheep first.
Oh Yeah! It's that time of month again.
The Dragon Games!
Everyone and everydragon would gather around on the cliffs and watch the spectacular race! The a group of Dragons from each class would race around the entire Kingdom of Norðri, looking for colored sheep, and then bring them to their baskets as points. Whoever got the most points wins the game!
The contestants were: Toothless the Night Fury, Stormfly the Deadly Nadder, Hookfang the Monstrous Nightmare, Meatlug the Gronckle, Windshear the Razorwhip, Barf and Belch the Zippleback, and a new contestant, Boom the Thunderdrum. They all wore a certain amount of colors, signalling their class, and to who their racing for.
Toothless was Strike Purple that went in stripes down his face, his wings, legs and body. Stormfly had Tracker Green, looking like butterfly patterns on her face, wings and legs. Hookfang was Stoker Orange, in a curved pointed style on his wings, and stripes around his neck and legs. Meatlug, Boulder Brown on her face, legs, wings and body. Windshear with Sharp Yellow, around her neck, legs, and wings. Barf and Belch with Mystery Grey on their necks, arms, tails, and wings. Boom had Tidal Blue on his head, wings, and arms.
Standing in the stalls showed the Dragons and Viking cheering for a specific Dragon. Some of them were very similar.
In the Mystery Stands, were the Twins, Tuffnut Thorston, and Ruffnut Jorgenson. They cheering their shared Dragon on with gusto. They were both 32 years old, as were the rest of the gang, but they were still the same Twins everyone knew and hated- ah! I mean loved!
On Tuffnut's side though, was a young boy about twelve years old with short fiery red hair, bright green eyes, and fair freckled skin. Beside him was a Zippleback, the size of a Pony, with light blue scales with orange spots on the wings and yellow spikes, standing beside him, cheering for Barf and Belch, the female head calling them 'Mad' the male head calling them 'Dom' and they ended up arguing, before the boy sat between their necks and pushed their heads apart, directing them back to the race.
Oh! That's one of my friends, Gruffnut Thorston. Well, actually, he's my adoptive cousin. Uncle Tuff found him on a abandoned boat on a deserted island and adopted him. The Zippleback beside him is Cough and Sneeze, Barf and Belch's child. They are all very adventurous, but Cough and Sneeze always end up arguing over something, and it's always up to Gruff to knock their heads together. Literally.
In the Stoker stands, two male Vikings and a small, Pony-sized female Monstrous Nightmare with yellow scales, very light green on the wing tips and some on her black spines, were cheering loudly for the little Nightmare's father. The larger Viking was a 32 year old Snotlout and he had a showing scar going across his left eye. The boy next to him, almost looked a lot like him when he was twelve. Short black hair, baby blue eyes, and pale skin.
That's my actual cousin, Blufflout Jorgenson, Uncle Snotlout's and Aunt Ruffnut's son, and his Dragon sister, Blaze, Hookfang's daughter. He can be a bit cocky, but he has a heart of gold. But each day, Great Uncle Spitelout was trying to shape him into his kind of Viking. While Blaze was trying to get him to follow his own path. Hopefully he'll listen to the latter.
In the Sharp stands, stood a 32 year old women with long black hair, tied into a braid that went over her shoulder, and she was cheering on Windshear. It was Heather Ingermen. Beside her was another twelve year old boy, with short scruffy black hair, bright green eyes, and light cream colored skin. Beside him was a much younger Razorwhip. He looked like any other Razorwhip, with big green eyes, which sparkled brightly as he cheered his mother on.
That's my best friend, Gunner, along with his Dragon, Steele. He was my adventuring buddy, training buddy, exercise buddy. He was basically my 'everything that's athletic' buddy. Steele was pretty cool to. Though he has a crush on my Dragon, so I'm keeping an eye on him.
In the Boulder stands, a 32 year old Fishlegs Ingermen was cheering on his Meatlug, a rather cute twelve year old girl with long blonde hair and bright green eyes, trying to get a better view of the race, before a hot pink Pony-sized female Gronckle with yellow bumps and spots, help her onto her head, to get a better look. The girl smiled, before continuing to cheer for her father's Dragon.
That is Gilly Ingermen, Fishlegs's and Heather's youngest daughter, and Gunner's little sister, along with Meatlug's daughter, Veggies. She is really her daddy's little girl. Sweet, sensitive, caring, but she does have a tendency to stand up for herself. They are really great friends, and Gilly is also my geeking buddy.
Then is showed the Alpha stands, where the Alpha and the Betas were seated. In the chairs was a fairly aged Stoick 'The Vast' Haddock and seated on his left was his Dragonic brother, Cloudjumper. On his right was his family. His daughter, Hicca 'The Heroic' Hofferson the Third, or Littlefire, and seated next to her was her husband, Ash 'The Fearless' Hofferson, and beside him, was a twelve year old boy short cut light brown hair, tan skin with freckles, and light green eyes with tiny specks of gold.
Sitting beside him, bouncing on the spot, was a very strange looking Dragon. She was female, and her body shape resembled a Night Fury. But in place of her earplates, minus her actually ears, were a crown of spines, and there were Nadder spines in place of the Night Fury's tailfins. And small patches of light blue and orange were scattered all over her body.
It was Henri Hofferson, son of Hicca and Ash Hofferson, and the Dragon was Gums, Henri's Dragonic sister, and daughter of Toothless the Night Fury and Stormfly the Deadly Nadder. They were watching with smiles of excitement as they watched her parents race.
That's me. Henri Hofferson. And that's my sister, Gums. We are the best of friends, and our dream is to become members of the Dragon Heart, as it is all of our dreams. But, being neither Strike or Tracker class, it makes it a bit hard for Gum and I. But that doesn't mean we're giving up! We'll be the greatest Dragon Heart who ever lived!
"Go Uncle Toothless!" Henri cheered as Gums roared in a cheer.
They could see Meatlug grab hold of another Sheep, but then, Hookfang 'accidentally' bumped into her, making her loose her grip on the Sheep and land in his claws. In the Stoker Stands, Snotlout and Blufflout cheer.
"Aw! Sorry, 'Lug! Did you want that?" Meatlug growled, before smoke began to surround them. Their eyes widened. They knew what was coming.
"Oh, please, no..." was all Meatlug could mutter, before they were suddenly blasted by the Zippleback Gas, the Sheep flying out of Hookfang's talons and into Barf's and Belch's, who cheered along with everyone in the Mystery Stands, the Twins, Gruffnut, and Cough and Sneeze, being the loudest.
"Come on, sis! It's starting to stink around here!"
"I'm with you bro! Then again, I'm always with you! We're a Zippleback!" they laughed, not noticing the blue dot flying towards them, then flying upside down underneath them. It was Stormfly! She reached out, and snatched the Sheep off of them, tucking in her wings for a quick escape before reopening.
"Go Mom!" Gums shouted in joy, as Henri, Hicca and Ash cheered.
Stormfly grinned when she heard her daughter's praise, as she nose dived towards her basket and threw the animal in.
Gobber laughed as he held Thunder Ear, an invention of Hicca's to hear far away Dragons sounds, and also send off sounds of your own, close to his mouth. "That's nine for the Trackers with the Sharps tying with them! Mystery and Stoker come up the rear with five, Strike and Tidal lead and tie with fourteen, and Boulder trails behind with three!" the crowd cheer, knowing what was up next.
"Now it's time, for what you've all been waiting for!" he blew through the Ear, signaling the Final Round; The Black Sheep. The Black Sheep was the big thing, the white ones were to just get the crowd going. The Black Sheep was worth a thousand points, and whoever caught it and got it in their basket wings the game. So far, Toothless has been the running champion, with a record of 98th wins.
But Boom was ready to break that streak.
They all got into a circle in the air, and waited for Silent Sven to release the Black Sheep. He approached the Sheep Launcher, and seated his prized Sheep, Timmy, into the bucket, and then pulled the lever!
He shot into the sky in high speed, going passed the group, who flew upwards, to catch him. All but Toothless, who stayed patiently where he glide.
The others got their claws out to catch him...
But Timmy reached his limit and then started to fall downward. This caused the others to crash into one another, while Timmy landed in Toothless's claws. He smirked, before zooming towards his target, making the Strike Stands, and the Beta Stands cheer.
"Go Dad!"
Toothless smirked as he neared his basket...
Before Boom bumped into him, knocking him off course, but not making him loose his grip.
Tidals and Strikes cheered, while Gums was wagging her tail uncontrollably.
"Come on Dad! You can do it!"
His daughter's praise gave him strength, and he dived towards the water, Boom coming right behind him.
He continued to dive until the last minute, he pulled up. Boom, unable to make tight turns, ended up falling into the lake. He slowly emerged, a glowering look on his face.
Toothless let out a Dragony laugh, before throwing the Black Sheep into his basket.
The Dragon Games were over!
Gobber laughed. "Toothless wins! Strike takes the game!"
Cheers were heard all over as Toothless let out a roar of victory, before flying near the crowd, many of them holding their hands or wings out for a clap of victory.
This month's Dragon Games were over.
Until next month.
Now, just letting this out, the Betas are the Village's chief and the Alpha's second-in-command, and most trusted advisor. And I basically made the Dragon Games sound like Quidditch from Harry Potter. That was just an introduction, by the way!