The Fire Fist, reincarnated. ONE PIECE X HTTYD

Ch. 1

Hoping this chapter can reach up to more than 2900 words last chapter. 🥱

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Ace reopened his eyes, confused then heard the distant 'I did this.' coming from the brunette but the fire fist can hear him loud and clear. And dragon??

Ace is a fucking dragon?!

This explains his strange feeling of having to control more than just his arms and legs. But pause. How the fuck had he become a dragon?

Recap, recap, okay, ace died, then felt he was soaring in the sky, yes, was shot down and felt something painful cut off of something in him and woke up with ropes around him. But still, that, that doesn't explain how!

Oh screw this, goddamnit.

Hearing the other mock himself, ace frowned. He doesn't know how he felt affected by this but the way he sees how the brunette has absolutely no confidence in him, boils him.

Nevermind about being reminded of himself from that boy. He wants to live now. That's the story, yes, come on ace. Say something, probably anything to stop that kid from insulting himself.

Growl.

Oh, yep, he can growl alright.

HE CAN GROWL?!

Ace's confusion met with hiccup's when the other had turned around cautiously, both of their eyes met again. Hiccup just plainly stared at the dragon, confused and afraid. Maybe his decision not to kill it had gotten it to realize it wasn't gonna die. Great, just what he needed. Now get up and shoot me with that fire blast back earlier, he gestured, pointing a finger at the dragon and then at him.

He forgot he was gesturing hand signs to a dragon. A dragon for odin's sake.

But hey, ace understood. Once he's no longer numb and weak, he got up, approached him and pinned him to the ground with his small arm but big dragon paw, claw, whatever that was. HE'S NOT A ZOAN USER SO HOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO KNOW THIS?

Should've have listened to marco when he taught him about his phoenix being, a zoan type devil fruit user. But did he listen? Not one bit, his narcolepsy set in and it was a great excuse to get him out of the class thank you very much.

They have classes, don't ask about it.

Hiccup on the other hand, well, he couldn't keep his breathing steady. This is it, he's going to die. The brunette over thought of what his death would be, blown to bits, eaten alive or burnt to crisp. This is really it. Hiccup thought for the last time, shutting his eyes close, anticipating for whatever the dragon had in store for him. Because, yes, again, he has no purpose if he can't even prove he's a viking, a confident dragon killing viking like everyone else and to proudly stand alongside his father and is capable of becoming the next chief, seeing as he's already heir to the seating line. Haha, take that snotlout, this scrawny boy as chief!

Nevermind, he's going to die either way. So much for being the chief's son.

Hey, his death would be flashy at least

-orrr's not.

At least a few angry growls were heard from the dragon above him, his paw patting his face as if he was gesturing on something. Gods, if only hiccup could understand what that meant. While ace, rolled his eyes and patted (more like slapping) the boy's face as a gesture this little guy needs an ounce of 'I don't agree to what you say so let me just slap you to stop you from mocking yourself you little shit.'

Because even in his childhood, ace has already felt confident and strong with his abilities and skills. He's still seven back then!

Oh well. A dragon and a human can't communicate with each other. So ace resorted to a final action.