The Rider(HTTYD and Brave, 2012)

Origins

(Hiccup's POV)

"Ha, ha," a burly man with a hook for a hand and a wooden peg-leg laughed, "Yah done it, Hiccup! Yah get to kill the dragon!"

Gobber was his name. He had a large, blonde mustache and was nearly completely bald. Hiccup looked over at Astrid. She was his height with a long, blonde braid and a spiked skirt with red leggings and a green and grey striped shirt. Hiccup was usually infatuated with her, but the look she was giving him was more than enough to send him running. The elder, Gothi, was a mute, small, elderly woman, but she was said to be very wise.

If she was so wise, then obviously she didn't show it just now. She chose Hiccup over Astrid as the victor in Dragon-Training, where the Viking youth learned to kill dragons. Hiccup flinched as he was lifted up on the shoulders of a random Viking and the entire village seemed to be cheering.

"Yay, yeah, thank you, I am so..."

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"...Leaving!" He said, finishing a sentence he had started a full half-hour ago. He was in his room gathering his notes into a bag, as well as some food and tools. He knew in his heart that he couldn't kill the dragon. He didn't want to. A couple of weeks ago he might have, but now he had no desire. He waited until late at night, while everyone was sleeping, and he snuck out to the cove just of off Raven's point.

"Toothless!" He whispered, afraid of anyone who might be listening. "Toothless! Where are you, you big lizard?"

Just then Toothless bounded up and landed on him while his back was turned. Toothless was, in fact a Night Fury. A Night Fury was an all black dragon with spines running down his back. He had retractable teeth, hence the name, Toothless. He was standing over Hiccup panting like a Labrador.

"All right, get off, Toothless." Toothless let him up. "We're leaving." Toothless cover his head as if he didn't understand. "They want me to kill the Nightmare, but...I can't do it, Bud. So it's probably...it's probably best if we leave. No one's gonna miss us."

Hiccup adjusted Toothless's tail and took off, taking one look behind him, trying to find something to say, as a farewell to his birthplace, but finding nothing. So he turned and faced toward. Towards tomorrow.

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(Astrid's POV)

Astrid decided to wake up early that morning. To get a head start on training. She was furious at Hiccup for stealing her winning place at Dragon-Training. She had no idea how she could've lost to a fish bone like Hiccup. She walked out to the forest to murder some trees in her anger. On the way she passed by the Chief's house as Stoic the Vast walked out, a extremely large and burly man with a large, dark beard. He was also Hiccup's father.

"Oh, Astrid. Have you seen my son?" He asked.

"No, sir." Astrid said. Stoic just stared at her a few seconds with a assessing face, before turning to go back inside. Astrid dismissed it. It would probably be for the best if he was gone. Then she would be able to get the honor of killing the dragon.

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(Hiccup's standing)

Hiccup had been riding three whole hours with no stopping. It took more of a toll on Toothless. He was panting and was visibly lowering. Hiccup knew he couldn't take anymore. He started looking around and saw a thin line of green on the horizon.