Hidden Worlds Part I (A Httyd Fanfiction)

Prologue

A/N: This is going to be an Uncharted/ Tomb Raider-like story before, and this is the prologue which starts in Viking times, and then the next chapter will jump to the modern era. I'm gonna see how this turns out, if you guys like what you're reading so far, let me know because I am writing other stories at the moment, and if this doesn't work, I'll most likely finish it after I'm finished with my Darth Maul story. I not only want to write more modern AU stories for this fandom but I also plan on writing a story on Zephyr and Nuffink at some point in the future. Also, this story is going to be a crossover between Httyd and the Road to El Dorado. Anyway, enough rambling. Here we go!

(The North Sea— 1066 AD)

The pouring rain and raging winds made visibility hard, especially while sailing in the open ocean in the North Sea, but being Vikings was an occupational hazard. Nobody knew that better than Chieftain Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III of New Berk.

As his crew of Vikings rowed through the violent storm and churning seas, Hiccup narrowed his eyes as if he were looking for something. Thunderbolts stabbed the sea, and the chieftain looked to the heavens while chuckling nervously, Thor certainly was throwing quite the tantrum right now, and at this pace, it could kill him and his crew.

"Lord! Can you see the island you're looking for?" The helmsman barked out.

Wiping the water from both the sea and sky out of his eyes, Hiccup narrowed his eyes harder and was able to spot an island thanks to the flash of light from the lightning. "To the left! We'll find the island, helmsman!" Steering the ship to the left, the helmsman barked at the rowers to row the ship in the direction of the waves, which allowed them to reach the island in question without damage to their ship and loss of life from their crew.

Disembarking from his ship, Hiccup helped his crew get their ship onto the sand and made sure that it wouldn't drift out to open sea while they remained on the island to wait out the storm. Once their ship was secure, Hiccup and his men made their way to a cave, and once they had started a fire, they shrugged off their soaked fur cloaks and laid back against their bed furs.

"Thor is certainly angry tonight," One of the Vikings laughed breathlessly.

"Aye. I wonder what upsets him so," another Viking added.

Snorting softly, a third Viking wrung the water out of their hair. "Perhaps Thor has nothing better to do and delay our journey back to New Berk by another day." The other Vikings laughed lightly as they too wrung out water out of their long hair and clothes.

Hiccup, however, leaned against the mouth of the cave as he watched the trees and bushes being rattled by violent winds and pouring rain. The lightning echoed in his ears and despite his companion's talks of Thor, the chieftain couldn't help but think of his reptilian companion from when he was a boy, Toothless. It felt like a lifetime since the last time he saw the Night Fury, and thanks to threats like the deceased Grimmel the Grisly and the Northern Alliance, dragons who once settled with the Hairy Hooligans were forced to follow Toothless and the Light Fury into the Hidden World, where they would be safe.

"Everything alright, Hiccup?"

Turning around to lay eyes on one of his oldest friends and one of New Berk's best healers, Ana the Winter Rose. In another life, Hiccup could've seen him being with her, seeing as though she had always been by his side from childhood to adulthood.

"Fine, Ana, just... thinking about Toothless."

"Ah," standing by her friend's side, Ana tucked a strand of her brunette hair behind her ear before smiling. "You're not alone in missing your dragon, I miss mine too. We all do." Being able to read Hiccup like a book, Ana nudged him softly. "What else?"