The queen of beasts

The dragons have always been creatures of curiosity. They lived in peace for thousands of years. Yet soon came the Vikings as they slaughtered the once sweet and kind creatures. Of course the more the Vikings killed the more the dragons in raged. The dragons fought back yet it seems the Vikings were always stronger. The dragons needed a protector so the gods did what they needed to and gave the dragons a human child. A warrior in the shape of their enemy. A child who can help them fight. Their protector Y/N. Raised by dragons Y/N became a warrior of the beast. But there was one thing that was inhuman about Y/n a voice of death at least that is what the dragons call it. For when she sings her song of death for those who hear it are in a trance only she can break the only thing is.. she doesn't know how. One day Y/n see a nightfury on her island, as she approaches it cautiously only to be found by a viking boy named. Hiccup.

Hi! This is a Reader x hiccup story! My friend dared me to make this so yeah. The chapters will have warnings on the top of each one if needed. Anyway please enjoy my story though this might be updated weekly or daily depending how I feel. I'm pretty sure no one is going to read this.

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