Welcome to my very first story that I am writing i am kind of nervous about writing this but who hasn't been nervous writing their very first story online. I just hope you all enjoy it as I have had fun writing this. Just to inform you i only own the first three how to train your dragon movies on DVD but I am not claiming credit for it. I give all of my credit to DreamWorks and to Cressida Cowell, who have done the hard work of making the movies and writing the books I am only responsible for writing this story. Hope you all enjoy it
This is Thunderwing. It's fifteen days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery. My village. In a word sturdy. It's been here for 10 generations, but almost every building here is new.
We have Fishing, Hunting, and charming views of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. The male voice continues as we look down on a farm, and see a herd of sheep.
A sheep bleated loudly as it was ripped from the ground, the sheep next to it seemed unfazed by this and took its place and chomped on the grass as if nothing had happened.
You see, most places have Bandits or Goliaths, But we have...
Hiccup was awoken by noise outside his home and went to check it out. Hiccup ran down the stairs of his home and made it to the front door where he opened it. But the second he did, Hiccup noticed villagers running away from a Monstrous Nightmare chasing after them and the sheep they were carrying. He jumped, slamming his door shut, as a firewall was launched at it.
" Dragons"... Hiccup said and knew it was another raid night.
Thunderwing had become a war zone with many dragons over running it, by setting fire to the houses. All the people were running to rescue the sheep from the dragons. One of them to the point of leaping after a deadly nadder and holding onto the sheep in its claws. Another punching a gronckle while being stuck in between it's teeth. Most people would leave, but not us were Vikings, we have stubbornness issues. My name's Hiccup, Great name I know, but it's not the worse. Parents believe a hideous name will ward off Gnomes and Trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.
Arggghhhh! Moring.
What are you doing here?
What are you doing out ?
Get back inside.
Hiccup ignored all of these commands and kept running thru the village. He moved left and right, trying to dodge fireballs and other Vikings, as he made his way through, He missed the Nadder coming down to shoot a line of flames and was saved at the last second.
HICCUP! Suddenly a hand grabs him by his collar and hoists him up off the ground, before getting roasted by the Nadder.
What is he doing out again? What are you doing out? Get back to your hiding place ! He demanded as he pushed Hiccup back.
That's Stoick the vast, chief of the tribes . They say that when he was a baby, He popped a dragon's head clean off of it's shoulders.
Do I Believe it?
Yes I Do.
Stoick then picked up a broken catapult and put it to use by smacking a Nadder carrying a sheep down.
What have we got?'
A nearby Viking responds with Gronckle's, Nadder's ,Zipplebacks, Oh and Horak saw a Monstrous Nightmare.
An explosion went off nearby, causing fire and ashes to fly everywhere. A small piece landed on Stoick, But he just wiped it off before it could burn his clothes.
Any Nightfurys ? Stoick asked as if nothing happened.
None so far. He replied.
Good, Stoick was relieved to hear.
He then lit the torches and raised them to get an aerial view of the dragons flying around. The entire village was trying to fight back against the dragons and survive the encounter.
Oh how nice of you to join the party, I thought you had been carried off ? What who me ? Oh come on, I'm way to muscular for their taste, they wouldn't know what to do was all of this. Well They need toothpicks don't they? I've been his apprentice ever since I was little, well littler.
We move to the more defenses, we'll counterattack them with the catapults".
Got it.
Right as a dragon set fire to Horak's House.
Fire! Alright Guys, Let's go
Oh that's Fishlegs, the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut, Snoutlout, and oh Astrid, Their job is so much cooler than mine is.
Hey, Oh come on, Let me out please, I need to make my mark, Oh you made plenty of marks, all in the wrong places. Please 2 minutes I'll kill a dragon, My whole life will get infintly better, I might even get a date. You can't even swing an axe, Lift an Hammer, you can't even throw an iron ball, Ok fine, but this machine will throw it for me.
When Hiccup touches his machine it throws an ironball right at Horak and hits him right in the head.
" Arggghh".
See, Now this right here is what I am talking about. A Mild calibration issue. No,No,No, Hiccup, if you ever want to get out their and fight dragons, you need to stop all of this. But you just pointed to all of me. Yes that's it stop being all of you. Hiccup slowly nodded, ohh! You sir are playing a dangerous game, Keeping this much raw Vikingness contained, Their will be consequences! I'll take my chances. Sword Sharpen Now !
One Day I'll Get out their, because killing a dragon is everything around here.
Outside a Nadder was ripping a farm apart and taking sheep with them as they flew off.
A Nadder's head is sure to at least get me noticed.
A Gronckle picked at a row of meat and flew off with it, in it's mouth, and another one carries a mouthful of fish.
Gronckles are tough. Taking down of those, would definitly get me a girlfriend.
A zippleback was a dragon with two heads, one releasing gas inside a house the others using a spark to burn the house down.
A zippleback? Exotic: two heads, Twice the status
They found the sheep! A Viking cried
Well I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter Let me know who's House the zipplebacks are burning down right now or if their are any other great ideas that you have for my story. More chapters to come in a futre day or later time. Hope you enjoy and are being safe out in the world and staying healthy