A golden blonde haired girl was seen practicing with her ax on the outskirts of the forest. Her eyes focused on a tree which she imagined was a Flightmare. A goddamn dragon who killed her uncle and brought disrepute to the name of the Hofferson clan.
As she viciously slashed every branch of the tree, her mind was struggling. She thought of the ridiculous and reckless actions of the heir of her tribe. Astrid couldn't stop thinking how Hiccup had stupidly thought that he could handle the Nightmare alone. The boy never followed orders and performed dangerous acts which caused a lot of damage.
She actually felt sorry for Hiccup. They are friends since they were little. However, Uncle Finn's death changes everything. Her father, Harold Hofferson, wanted Astrid to become the best warrior on Berk. It is a big demand to restore the Hofferson family name. Relentless training kept Astrid growing, making her the ultimate Berk teenager. She also has a reputation to maintain, which means Astrid can't hang out with Hiccup 'The Useless'.
Astrid was honestly very uncomfortable remembering their close childhood friendship. She remembered one day when she and Hiccup promised to always be together, no matter what the conditions were. Astrid at that moment innocently promised. However, with the current situation that is not very supportive, this promise must be broken. After all, at that time they were still children. The period when their lives have no demands and live freely.
Astrid had to put those memories behind her. She must. But, seeing her former best friend's eyes, Astrid could see a very deep sadness and disappointment. It haunted her mind. How could a girl who wanted to be a warrior and the pride of Berk, betray her childhood friend so badly?
Astrid threw her double-sided ax at a nearby tree. She was annoyed, he was frustrated. Astrid was confused. On the one hand, she wants to apologize to Hiccup and be friends again, but on the other hand, she has to forget Hiccup and maintain her reputation in order to restore her family's name.
While she was busy practicing, Astrid accidentally saw Hiccup coming out of the woods and heading for the village. She saw that Hiccup's clothes were a bit shabby but his face radiated a little happiness.
"What made him so happy?" thought Astrid. "I haven't seen him that happy since-"
Astrid's thoughts were interrupted by a 'slightly' loud whisper from the villagers. She can hear the jeers about Hiccup. Astrid could notice that Hiccup kept his head down as he walked.
Astrid's heart became uncomfortable seeing Hiccup being treated like that. That is, Hiccup is the future heir of Berk, he shouldn't have accepted such a thing.
Shaking her head, Astrid took a deep breath. Enough thinking about her former best friend. He probably deserved it.
It was dusk, Astrid decided to walk to the Great Hall for dinner. After all, she never eats at home. Her mother, Ingrid, was the cook at the Great Hall. Astrid can't even cook. She is a fighter. The last time she cooked, the fish she cooked had a very tough texture, as if it had been frozen for 300 years. No one praises Astrid's terrible cooking, except for Hiccup. Hiccup humbly appreciates at least Astrid's attempts at cooking. The boy never wanted to hurt Astrid's feelings. Not only Astrid but everyone. How tender hearted.
"No Astrid, you can't think about that Useless,"
On the other hand, Hiccup, who is soft-hearted, is treated badly.
"Don't you ever-"
But, Hiccup is too kind!
"Enough!"
Astrid sighed and pushed open the wooden door of the Great Hall. There are already enough people here. Astrid's eyes scanned her surroundings. No Hiccups. Had he avoided entering the Great Hall and gone straight home? Isn't he starving?
As his mind was struggling, a rough hand gripped her shoulder.
"Hey babe, you look really tired and hungry," Snotlout said seductively. "Let us eat-"
Before Snotlout could finish his words, a heavy fist landed directly on his face.
"First don't call me babe, I'd rather marry Yeti than be your 'babe'," Astrid exclaimed angrily. Her fists were still threatening the pained Snotlout. "And secondly, I don't want to eat with a jerk like you!"
This performance resulted in a lot of murmuring.
"Owhh"
"Great"
"A Valkyrie dropped a mutton's head"
Astrid, who didn't care about the muttering, walked with steady steps towards the nearest table to eat. There she was greeted by her father. Harold gave his daughter a proud smile. He seemed to have noticed the incident.
"Well done Astrid, what a shot!" Harold exclaimed in praise. Astrid smiled while sit beside him.
"We just need to increase the power," said Harold again. "At least it might not only break the kid's nose, but get his head off of it!"
"Harold!" cried Ingrid, who had been by his side for some time.
"Sorry just kidding."
Astrid just laughed lightly while turning her head. Her father had a strange and terrible sense of humor. He is a very good and skilled fighter. You could say he became Berk's three best fighters, apart from Stoick the Vast and Spitelout Jorgenson. Harold is a very cheerful person, but when it comes to Hiccup, he immediately becomes cold. Harold seems to really hate Hiccup.
A big, heavy step towards the table where Astrid and her parents were.
"Hello Harold!"
Astrid looked back and presented their chief, Stoick the Vast.
"Hello Ingrid, Astrid." he cried again.
"Aye Stoick!" answered Harold cheerfully.
Stoick smiled slightly and sat down in a chair. Astrid thought silently. It was not usual for the tribal chief to sit with a small family. Usually, tribal chiefs will sit on their thrones or sometimes gather at a table to discuss matters. Harold seemed to have realized it too.
"Sorry Stoick uh chief, didn't mean to be rude," said Harold awkwardly. "It's not usual for you to sit with a small family, I mean you're chief and-"
Stoick interrupted Harold with a laugh. The Hofferson family's face was slightly confused.
"So you noticed that huh," Stoick said with a chuckle. "Here, how do you start?"
Astrid noticed the awkwardness in Chief Stoick's voice. It's not like the usual Stoick. A voice booming with incredible authority, now speaking awkwardly? What is it?
"All right," Stoick said with a clearing throat, straightening his oversized body. "What Hiccup did this morning, not really, the bad things that Hiccup has done so far have been very detrimental to the village. I've always noticed that that kid is just causing trouble which could lead to disaster for Berk,"
"I've been thinking all day," he continued. "Hiccup isn't like your average viking, he's too small, too weak and too ugly. He could never be a viking, let alone chief. I mean, well, I noticed that my nephew Snotlout isn't cut out for this title, he's too stupid and reckless, so,"
Harold and Ingrid's faces brightened. They seemed to begin to understand the direction of this conversation. Astrid, who was listening to this conversation, understood even more. Is it?
"I see that Astrid fits this title perfectly," said Stoick. "Astrid is strong, smart, dedicated and confident. This makes her a good match for what I'm about to release."
"Basically I decided to have Astrid replace Hiccup to become Berk's heir."
Hearing that last sentence, Astrid's eyes widened in surprise. This was so unexpected. Wait! If Hiccup is no longer heir to Berk, then his life will be over. That is, the title became Hiccup's main weapon when he was being bullied. By losing his title, people will freely bully him. Astrid couldn't think at all.
There was an uncomfortable silence in this group conversation. Until finally Harold broke the awkwardness.
"Are you serious?!" asked Harold excitedly.
Stoick laughed. But Astrid noticed there was a hint of sadness in his laugh. Like a sadness held so hard.
"Sure," Stoick replied. "Congratulations Hoffersons, and Astrid, chief training will be taking place next month."
With that Stoick got up, smiling. He walked back to his throne, leaving the Hoffersons behind.
Harold and Ingrid squealed with joy and hugged each other. They muttered words of gratitude like 'Odin always has a plan' or 'Thor's hammer flew through Berk and worked wonders for the Hoffersons'. However, Astrid was not listening. Her mind is blank. She ignored her parents who were now hugging her and saying how proud they were to have a daughter like her.
"I, will become the chief of the Berk tribe?"
Hi everyone, hope you like this HTTYD fanfic. As a HTTYD fan, I sometimes want to make a fanfic with a different story from the original. So why not try? Well, the update I did was slow, please understand. Have a nice day :)
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