A Whole New Class (HTTYD X Reader)

\RESTART/ Chapter One

Prepare yourselves, it's here...
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It was a frigid winter morning on the isolated island known as Strokson. A young girl by the name of Y/n awoke to the sound of birds chirping at her window.

The young dragon tamer swung her legs over the side of her rigidity wooden bed. A cold chill ran up her spine from the sudden temperature difference.

Y/n slowly made her way to the cloth covered window and peeled back what there was. The ground was a almost blinding white and the village was just getting started for the day.

Kids were already running and jumping around in the snow, wives and mothers were setting their clothes up to dry and the men were getting their weapons for the hunt that would go down in a few hours.

As you were about to turn away, a slight movement caught your eye. You let your eyes focus on the distant figures of the willows outside the village gates.

Every now and then a branch would move in a strange or abnormal way that made you sigh.

"Father th-" you started but the chief already knew what you were going to say. The clanking of metal could be heard.

Y/n smiled and grabbed her leather padded vest along with the axe her father had gifted her not too long ago.

She quickly laced up her wool lined boots and took one last look out of her window. The forest seemed even more ominous and eerie.

The (h/c)ette managed to maneuver her way through her cluttered room to the stairs the led to the main floor. She nearly slipped on the last step but caught herself on the wall railing.

Her father chortled and grinned. He nodded towards the door and without a second thought, the e/c eyed child had the front door open and wide as possible.

She now embraced the freezing air of the land. Cold winds rushed through her hair and came close to putting out the fire that was lit behind them.

The chief took the first step into the village. The villagers nodded in respect and delight as their leader strode past them. Power radiated off of the man you called father.

"Grasp your weapons! Willows have been sighted outside the gates!" °Todesbringer's voice boomed through the air. Groans and sighs erupted from the men of the village.

==Slight Time Skip==

The gate slowly rose, anxiety filled you to the point where you almost couldn't move. Your father gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze.

You had done this many times before, but you could never get the nightmarish thoughts of one of the men getting snatched by a Willow, not being able to do a thing as he would be torn apart by the claws of the grotesque dragon.

The gate, now at its highest, opened up to the outside realm. Todesbringer lead you and the men into the clearing.

The gates slammed shut as soon at the men were outside. You tensed up as you heard the muffled cracking and snapping of branches. Soon, hundreds of glowing white eyes appeared within the trees and that's when it started.

The battle lasted hours and it seemed like the hoard of dragons would never die. Dragon after dragon you slayed alongside your father and the men of Strokson.

You were the one to kill the last dragon. You panted heavily and whipped sweat off your brow. Everyone cheered and dropped their weapons.

You let out a strained laugh and let your axe fall to the snow.

The bodies of the Willows began to crumple into ash, blowing away with the wind.

You looked up at the clear sky and groaned. Everything was sore and your armour was a scratched up mess.

Your father patted your pack and ruffled your hair. "Good work my little June bug" He said. You attempted to fix your hair but failed.

---2 Year Time Skip---

It's been a year since you left your village. Your journey has been extremely difficult but it had made you a stronger person.

You made it your personal goal to kill at least one of each dragon in the Death Class, though it was definitely not an easy task.

You were amazed with yourself for being able to make it this far without loosing a limb it even your life.

At the moment you are continuing your perilous quest by killing a Twin of Time. You were anxious to see what dragin they would send to hunt you down.

Though, you weren't expecting anything like what was about to happen.

You entered the mouth of the cave, a musty smell filled you nostrils. It was better than some of the places you had been.

You jogged a few paces in before coming to a halt. Something was moving. You grabbed the axe you had been using for the past three years and got into your stance.

Within seconds you were pinned to the ground by a much larger body.

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I'M SORRY THIS TOOK LONGER THAN EXPECTED!

ALSO I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO UPDATE THIS WEEK, I'M GROUNDED....

Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this.

Bye my little dragonets~