Chapter 1

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Dragons. Most think they're a myth of the vikings. Some say that what they saw was just some figure in the clouds, a large bird, or something. But not to me and my tribe. We've known dragons exist. But so did some other people. People who wanted to hunt them all down and make sure they went extinct. But we won't let that happen or... I'll make sure it doesn't happen. For my friends and I are the Guardians of the last dragons. Now how we came to be the Guardians is complicated. We can't have quirks, we had to let our dragons choose us, and be a descendant of the original six dragon riders from way back in the day.

There were a total of 6 dragons that could choose us. The Gronckle, the dragon with the shortest wingspan, eats boulders, and shoots fireballs. That one went to Amy, a heavier set girl who had brown hair and green eyes. The oldest of the six of us.

A Deadly Nadder, a dragon who had the hottest fire and shoots spines out of their tails, that one went to my older brother Ace, a tall muscular brown haired boy with blue eyes, also the second oldest.

Then there's a Monstrous Nightmare. A hard headed dragon with a very big temper and has a habit of setting itself on fire. There is only one person who can handle a dragon, someone as hard headed. So the third oldest Shane. A short and stout boy with black hair and silver eyes, got that one.

Then the Hideous Zippleback. A dragon who has two heads, one spits out a flammable gas, the other sparks to ignite it. But the other thing it does... It gets to choose two different riders. Typically twins. So of course it went to Thea and Theo, twins with blond hair and blue eyes, the second youngests.

Now then. The one who is the alpha species. The Night Fury. The unholy offspring of Lightning and death itself. In the past the nightfury always took the biggest, strongest, and oldest person of the six that had been chosen. So imagine my surprise when the dragon chose me to be the protector.

The hiccup of the six. A small 13 year old with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes and who was a nerd now the protector of the Night Fury. Then the last one. The Light Fury. Complete opposite of the Night Fury. But sadly we haven't seen that species of dragon for 20 years after a raid of some bad people... so no one got chosen to have that dragon.

After all was said and done the group and I decided to name our dragons after the ones our descendants owned.

Amy named the Gronckle Meatlug, Ace named the Deadly Nadder Stormfly, Shane named the Monstrous Nightmare Hookfang, Thea and Theo named the Zippleback Barf and Belch, then there was me. I named the Night Fury Toothless.

Everything was going right for a while. Until some people with quirks came to our home and tried to steal the dragons. That's when they decided its best for us to split up for the time being. They send all of us to different parts of the world. Amy ended up having to go to Egypt, Ace went to America, Shane went to Europe, Thea and Theo somehow ended up in Canada, and I'm in Japan. But the catch is... we all have to go to a hero school.

This is where my story starts... The story on how I, (Y/N) Haddock and Toothless, became Japan's best hero team in a century.

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Buzz....

Buzz...

Buzz...

Growl...

Buzz...

I yelped loudly and when something big and heavy landed on my stomach waking me up out of a dead sleep. I open my eyes slowly and look down at the mass on my chest. "Toothless... why..." I groan

Buzz...

"Oh..." I said quietly and reached over and turned my alarm off. "I understand you hate my alarm but do you have to wake me up so rudely?" I ask and sit up slowly.

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