Dragonborn

Leaving Berk

AN: Hiccup and the other teens are thirteen in this story.

Hiccup!!Hiccup!!

  If you were to be on the island of Berk at this moment, an island filled with some of the strongest, toughest and stubbornest Vikings of their age, then you would be able to hear this scream across the entire village. Everything in Berk would be normal, a typical day for the inhabitants, if it wasn't for the constant raids from the Dragons that live on an island hidden by the thick fog of Helheim's Gate.

The other peculiarity was that today was the final exam for the winner of this year's Dragon Training, which would be starring the Chief's son, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third. The fact that his performance against the dragons spiralled to unbelievable heights, ending up with him being chosen to fight the Monstrous Nightmare, had shocked the entire village. Especially a young, beautiful, but currently angry, blonde haired girl who is currently searching the village for the seemingly missing boy.

"HICCUP!" the blonde girl, Astrid, screamed again, storming up the hill to the house of one of the greatest chiefs in Berk's history, Stoick the Vast.

"HICCUP! IF YOU DON'T GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW, I WILL BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN AND DRAG YOU DOWN TO THE ARENA BY YOUR EAR!" threatened the obviously pissed off Astrid. She still hadn't gotten over her frustration of Hiccup beating her in Dragon Training.

After a moment of silence, Astrid yells at the boy thought to be hiding in the house.

"HURRY UP! THE WHOLE VILLAGE HAS BEEN WAITING THE LAST TWO HOURS FOR YOU TO TURN UP!" she yells, waiting for a response. When there is none, she screams out loud in frustration.

"HURRY UP AND GET DOWN THERE SO YOU CAN KILL THAT ACCURSED DRAGON FOR YOUR INITIATION!"

When another fairly long silence spans after her rant, she stomps up and, with lots of strength for someone her age, kicks open the door. In her rage the thought that it was the chief's house that she was forcing her way into didn't cross her mind.

"Hiccup?!" she cries as she strides into the empty living room, the fire pit in the centre cold and unlit.

After looking under and behind all the furniture and in all the nooks and crannies downstairs, Astrid convinced herself that the auburn haired boy wasn't downstairs and walked up the steps, making her way to his room.

'Where else could he be hiding?' she thought to herself.

Reaching his bedroom door, she proceeded to the same approach that she took with the front door. She gave a mighty kick and stormed into the room, only to find it devoid of any presence of Hiccup.

"Hiccup? Where are you?" she asks to the empty room.

Scanning around for any sign of where he could've gone, her eyes fall upon his work desk. The top of the desk and the wall above was cluttered with lots of sketches of inventions, built and unbuilt, people and dragons. Most of the dragon sketches were of a type that she couldn't recognise.

'Wow. Hiccup can really draw,' she realises as her gaze lingers on each parchment.

One of the sketches catches her eyes, which she picks up curiously. She takes a small gasp as she recognises that the drawing is of her, looking incredibly stunning. Her features are drawn to perfection, eyes sparkling and a captivating smile gracing her face. In the bottom corner in what Astrid recognises is Hiccup's handwriting is, Astrid, a true Valkyrie.

"Hiccup ..." she whispers, unsure of what this means.

Putting the drawing down carefully, her attention is then grasped by the folded piece of parchment next to a closed notebook.