You live a normal life as a child. Your father leaves everyday and your stuck with mom. Again. You were born yesterday, even though you don't know what that means.
It's finally dark out and Dad comes home. He picks you up from your crib and twirls you around and around. But he hears yelling outside and gives you back to mom for her to hold you.
You start to cry as you reach your little hands to father, wanting him to hold you again.
You hear a slicing sound and your mom runs out the back door, grabbing a few things before she left. Before you leave you see blood all over the floor, painting it red.
You start to cry. Your mom tries to shush you but you can't stop. The tears just come and won't leave you. It's like a monster that keeps coming back.
You want to stop but you can't. It's the only thing you can do at the moment that will calm you.
Your mother takes a basket and places you in it. She puts a pillow under your head and a blanket over you. In the basket she puts two bottles and a pice of paper.
In the first bottle is milk for you to not grow hungry. In the second is water so you will not thirst. And on the piece of paper it says "Her name is
(Y/n) Take good care of her." And with that she puts you in the water to find a new home capable of holding your mighty power.
You hear another slice and see your mother fall into the water with a loud splash. The only good thing about this splash was that is pushed you farther away from "death island."
As you go further and further away, you come across a new island. And that island was known as Berk.
Gobber found you floating by the docks and took you in as his own. You learned to become a blacksmith with your friend Hiccup who was son to the chief, Stoic the Vast. You don't think of Hiccup as anything more than your only friend.
As the days go by you learn more and more about yourself. You learned how Gobber wasn't your father and you found out a secret about yourself that you wanted no one to find out.
You learned more about how to work as a blacksmith and you helped Hiccup too because he needed it. You found out you were a natural blacksmith and you loved working with metal.
One day everything changed though, when I found out the secret never meant to be told to the dragon killing Vikings.
