Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon and do not own any of the character. Halla and Ash are based on character from the movie, but have been modified for my story

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I'm sorry that its been awhile I will try to update more often, but with AP tests and graduation coming up I'm not sure how long it will be

Halla's Dream:

'Where am I?' I thought looking around. I think I was still in Berk, but it wasn't the same. The sun was just setting. 'How can the sun be setting it was night time it should be raising.' I was on one of the shores of Berk, one that looks familiar to me. It took me a while, but i finally remember this place 'its our secret place' I thought 'its where mom and I would-"

"Momma momma, look what auntie got me" I watched as a younger version of me came running right through me literally like i was a ghost or something.

'Mom, moms here' I thought spinning around and sure enough behind me was mom. She was tall and muscular like most Viking women. Her hair was red like mine and in a braid that reached her waist. However unlike most dreams my mother's face wasn't blurry. She had green eyes just like mine and her smile was just as radiant as I thought it was.

I watched as my mother knelled down and pushed some hair out of younger me's face "and what did she get you" her smile still on her face her gentle eyes taking in younger me's excited face. I watched as the kid version of me pulled something from behind her back...it was purple ribbon. "She says its uhhh that its uhh-" "Silk honey its silk" I watched as the kid me turned around another huge smile on her face 'I used to smile that way.' I thought as I turned around to see what had caused such happiness to younger me. I saw a short women, well short for Vikings standard, come walking up in a purple dress that had a lot of ruffles, she also had a gold belt that was covered in small gold coins that jingled as she walked. She had long hair like mom, but it was a dark brown, and she had green eyes just like mom and I. "Auntie auntie tell momma how you got the silk, that they come from worms tell her tell her." The kid me was jumping up and down trying to rush 'auntie' over.

When she finally reached them I watched as young me clung on to auntie's weird gold belt flicking some of the coins. "Still loving that trading business of yours don't you," my mother said, her voice sounding clearer to me than any other dream. "Its amazing all the people I meet and the culture…sis its amazing what's outside of Berk. It's like a whole other world out there." My mother shook her head as she motioned the younger version of me over to her side. I watched as the younger version of me ran over to her side.

Mother sat on the sandy shore and young me sat in between her legs as she started to do her mine…whatever hair making two ponytails and using the ribbon to hold them together. "There now don't you look pretty." She says patting my hair. "Halla" auntie was now sitting next to mother and younger me who was looking up at auntie as she petted the ribbon. "What do you think about leaving Berk and exploring the world with me?" I watched, as a smile appeared on younger me's face and I jumped on the women who struggled on not falling over. "That would be awesome auntie, but can mommy come." The women looked at younger me and than at my mother "Would you sis," she asked. "Halla what about your father don't you want to him to come to" I watched as younger me looked down "Yah but he can't leave he has to take care of the village." Mother patted me on the head. "Why don't you go climb some rocks your auntie and I will spot you" "okay" and with no questions asked younger me ran off towards the wall.

I watched as my mother face went from smiling to scowling. Both of the women tense as they started walking towards the wall. "How dare you try to use Halla against me." I heard my mother say with venom. "Hey I just asked a simple question and she gave me an honest answer." Auntie said. "I'm staying Helga and that's that." "Don't you understand the risk you're putting not only yourself in, but Halla to. There are dragons here and you know what they will never go away. Do you want what happened to dad to happen to Halla." "That wont happen" my mother snapped her arms crossed. "Really its an occupational hazard for Vikings…dad went off to kill dragons and came back unable to move from the waist down, hell he killed himself because he felt so useless as a Viking. WE both know it was because its always Viking first father later…and Stoic-" "Stoic is nothing like dad " interrupted mom, waving at younger me as little me looked towards them from three feet off the wall. "Stoic is a father first and a Viking second he loves Halla" my mother said seemed to have so much faith in Stoic 'wish I had that much faith in him.' "What if Halla doesn't want to be a Viking will he love her than" auntie's voice was cold and honest and mother couldn't answer any of auntie's question, even though they should be easy to answer. "Stoic loves Halla that won't change ever that I know for sure…and we aren't leaving Helga so stop trying to make us. You left and although I hate that you did. I accepted it now you have to accept my decision." "Even if the decision puts you in danger…what type of sister would I be." My mother shook her head "We will protect Halla no matter what…it's a shame you can't do the same." Auntie snorted, "So because I don't swing an axe or a sword I can't protect my niece, because I'm not a Viking." "You were once, you won the honor of dragon training. You were the best." "That's right past tense, and what did mom do when I refused to kill any more dragon refused to be a Viking anymore…I was disowned sis and I won't let Halla suffer through that either." With that auntie walked away and my mother ran towards me as I was falling.

She caught me, just like she always did. "Momma did you see me I got even higher this time." "Yes baby girl I saw you and I'm so proud." Mother' eyes were near tears now. I watched as little me raised her hands to mother's cheek. "Momma why are you crying and where auntie." "I'm not crying Halla and auntie had to go" "She didn't leave yet" little me asked panic clear on her face. Mother shook her head "auntie would never leave with out saying good bye she just left for a walk is all." "Oh okay" "its time we head home now Halla." "Ah can't I climb a little more" "No sweet heart it's getting late" little me pouted. It was a quit walk until my mother said "Now Halla you know that daddy and I love you right" "Of course you and daddy love me...Gobber does to." My mother looked down at younger me as if she was trying to figure out a puzzle "So why do you want to leave?" "Momma I would love to travel and see the world like auntie. To see all the different things she gets to see and meet all sorts of people it sounds awesome, but…" "But what Halla." "But I love everyone here more than that. I want to be here for the village no matter what. I would only go traveling if we could all do it together." Mother just smiled "yah that would be nice." My mother grabbed younger me's hand and took me home. 'That's right at one point in my life I wanted to stay in this village forever and ever because this is where I thought I belonged...boy was I wrong. I don't belong here, no one needs me here.' That's when I remembered Ash's words 'when did things go all wrong?'

That's when suddenly everything started to swirl together until it became black. Than the beach shore disappeared and turned black and red. The quiet calm of the ocean disappearing to the chaotic scene of a dragon raid.

"NOOOOOO" I shouted, lifting myself up gasping for air. "It was all a dream Halla it was just a dream." I stood up trying to shack off the the dream/ nightmare I just avoided. I started to do control breathing 'No it was a memory, a very detailed memory.' After calming my speeding heart I walked over to my bed. 'Come to think of it I seemed to have forgotten a lot of things about my childhood. Except that night.'

"UHHH" I said leaning back on my bed and throwing my arm over my head. This is going to be a long day I just know it.