How To Train Your Dragon [Volume #1]

00. "Prologue"

"There were dragons when I was a girl." The woman started, memories flooded back as she started recalling the tales in which the children wanted to hear.

"There were great, grim sky dragons that nested on the cliffs like gigantic scary birds." The children made various sounds, ranging from scared, to disbelieving. One, in particular, rolled their eyes, arms crossed, an air of arrogance surrounded the young Viking. The woman had a sudden sense of De Ja Vu, as the young boy reminded her of another, who still relentlessly taunts the chief, even to this day. The woman continued anyway, seeing as the young lad made no sound. "Little brown scuttle-y dragons hunted down the mice and rats in organised packs. Preposterously huge sea dragons that were twenty times as big as the big blue whale, and who killed for the fun of it."

The woman shuddered, remembering the fear she felt upon hearing the story for herself the first time. "You'll have to take my word for it." She said silencing her little audience as the began voicing their disbelief. "The dragons are disappearing so fast, they may soon become extinct." Silence followed that statement, she continued on.

"Nobody knows what's happenin', They're crawling back into the sea from whence they came. Leaving not a bone, nat a fang on the earth for the men of the future to remember them by." A pause, the woman reached for a book, which had been placed on a little table beside the chair. "So," she began again, her voice much more cheerful than a second ago. "In order that these amazing creatures are not forgotten, I will tell this true story of the Dragon Conquerer." She placed the book on her lap, she leaned forward as if to tell them a little secret, "Between you and me," she started. "Hiccup, started out as one of the weakest Vikings in our tribe, wasn't even expected to last through winter. She wasn't always good at being a hero either, she had to work on control and restraint, at the start of her life, she was always scared, even now she can be very afraid," She opened the book. "For young Hiccup, this is the story, of her truly accepting, who she was." The woman began reading.