Title: The Legend of the Night Fury

Summary: A Tale as old as time, and true as it can be. Both a little scared, neither one prepared… You know where this is going. Beauty and the Beast with a twist. Toothless/Hiccup.

Warning: Eventual slash, mature themes, I guess.

Disclaimer: What part of FAN FICTION is hard to understand? I don't own Beauty and the Beast, and I don't own How to Train Your Dragon. They belong to whoever they do. I'm not here to make money; I'm just here to entertain.

Once upon a time, in a far away land, where gods lived and breathed as mortals do, there lived a god named Loki and a god Baldur. One night, Baldur dreamed. In his dream, he saw his death, and in his fear, he made all beings on earth swear to never harm him. All, except the mistletoe.

Loki, a trickster god full of mischief, tricked the blind god Hoor into killing Baldur, his brother. All gods wept at the loss Baldur, who gave love and happiness to all. In his anger, Thor threw his hammer Mjollnir to the ground, just as Hel opened her gates to let out a flood of tears.

Mjollnir struck a stone submerged in Hel's tears, before returning to the hand of Thor. The stone turned into an egg that hatched into a child. Loki found this child, and raised him as his own. He named this child Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lightning and death.

The child grew to become a prince, who lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, he was spoiled, selfish, and unkind.

One night, an old beggar woman came to the castle, offering him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at her gift, and turned the old woman away. But she warned him, not to be fooled by appearances, for beauty was found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away, to reveal the goddess Frigg, wife of Odin the Almighty and mother of Baldur. She had planned to take the life of Loki's child in return for her child, but could not do it. Instead, she had devised a test, an homage to her son Baldur, who had been light and beauty and love and happiness. But this child of Loki's had failed, and must now pay the price.

The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she transformed him into a beast, and placed a powerful spell on his castle and all who lived there. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the prince concealed himself in his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world.

The rose she had offered, was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year. If he could love another, and earn love in return, by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.

As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast?

A/N: Well, there's the prologue. The story proper is about to begin. Should I incorporate lyrics from the movie just as dialogue, or should I make it songfic-esqe? As always, I welcome any and all feedback.