Its Berk and in a cove two people are talking. They're names are Hiccup and Astrid and a dreaded Nightfury is watching the proceedings with interest. Astrid punches Hiccup in the arm. "Thats for kidnapping me." Hiccup looks over at Toothless for support. Toothless snorts and does nothing else. Then as Hiccup braced himself for another hit Astrid kisses him on the cheek. "And that's for... everything else." Astrid runs into the woods. Hiccup rubs his cheek, stunned. Toothless hobbles up to him. "What are you looking at." Hiccup asks Toothless. Then with a flash of light they were somewhere else.
They were in a room divided into two sections with glass. On one side the vikings, on the other side the dragons. The vikings glared at the dragons with hate and the dragons glared right back. But two vikings and a dragon were looking at each other worriedly. This was not normal.
A little flash of purple light appeared and a girl in a hooded cloak appeared on the dragon side. Her face was hidden in the shadows of the hood and was carrying a black staff. The cloak she wore was black with intricate dark purple runes. She looked around Hiccup's size, maybe a bit larger. They could not hear through the glass but she seemed to be welcoming them and explaining something. The she disappeared and reappeared on the viking side.
"Hello!" she said very happily "I'm Darkefairy but just call me Darks like everyone else. Now we are here because I'm messing with fate. I want you to watch a movie. It is about Berk, your home. A movie is moving pictures and you use it to tell a story. Now that we got that out of the way lets begin with the rules."
She seemed completely unaware that some vikings were quietly protesting to having rules. "OK, you guys and the dragons have to follow the same rules, no killing, hurting or harassing others including the other species. You have to watch the entire movie and NO WEAPONS!" With that everyone's weapons disappeared with a nice purple flash of light exempting Astrid's axe and Hiccup's dagger. "Astrid and Hiccup get to keep their weapons because I'm not worried about them killing anyone including dragons. Now the dragons are going to watch the movie with you-" "WHAT!" "UNACCEPTABLE!" "NO WAY!" Darks sighed and snapped her figures. Everyone went silent. "Deal with it. Now any questions?"
Stoick raised his hand. " Are you one of the gods in disguise?" Darks sighed. "Nope, I'm even more powerful. I'm an Authoress, Dark Mage and Dark Fairy all in one. I glide through worlds changing fate to my whim." She pulled down the hood of her cloak. She had very dark brown hair in a pixie cut with dark purple streaks through it. Her eyes were brown and she looked around as young as Hiccup. "Now take a seat through those doors." She pointed at a wall where a door appeared. The dragons side got a door to. "Find a seat anywhere, no matter if your viking or dragon. The movie will begin in a bit. The vikings and dragons all walked through the doors into a strange room.
The dragons and vikings each took a side of the room. Astrid, Hiccup and Toothless sat as close to the middle as possible without seeming suspicious. Then some of the vikings finally noticed Toothless. "NIGHT FURY! GET DOWN!" All the vikings got as far away from Toothless as possible. Then Darkefairy appeared again.
She sighed and tried to calm everyone down. "I told you guys that the dragons will not hurt you. The Night Fury will not harm you. He is very friendly unless you provoke him." The vikings automatically calmed down like Darkefairys voice was magic. In truth she was just using her author powers to get them to shut up. They eyed Toothless warily and sat down. The teens got the beanbag while the adults got the couch's. The dragons stretched out on the floor.
"Hey, is the Night Fury wearing a saddle?" Asked Fishlegs hesitantly. "Yes Fishlegs, but it will be explained later. No questions." replied Darkefairy. "Now I'm going to sit down." She walked over to the two chairs in the middle of the room. One was dark purple, almost black. The other was a nice yellow that seemed to glow faintly. "HEY GLOW! HURRY UP!" yelled Darkefairy. Everyone looked at her like she was crazy. Then a blond girl appeared right next to her. "This is Glow. She's my assistant. Be nice." After that both girls sat down and the movie began playing.
How to Train Your Dragons flashes across the screen.
"That title is stupid. You can't train a dragon. Their bloodthirsty beasts!" said Stoick.
Hiccup tensed up at that sentence and had the urge to strangle his father.
EXT. NORTH SEA/VILLAGE - NIGHT
We skim above a dark, wild ocean. The camera turns toward a
lone island, Berk. It is a gigantic shard of rock jutting
straight out of the water.
This, is Berk.
"Hey Hiccup,its you!" said Snotlout.
Hiccup paled when he realized this might expose Toothless.
It's twelve days
North of hopeless, and a few
degrees South of freezing to death.
It's located solidly on the
meridian of misery.
"Does Hiccup really feel this way about his home?" thought Stoick sadly. Berk had its ups and downs but it wasn't a bad place.
The camera drifts over rolling hills to reveal a small
village nestled on an outcropping of sea mounts.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
My village. In a word, sturdy.
And it's been here for seven
generations, but every single
building is new.
"Wonder why?' said Snotlout sarcastically.
The camera drifts closer, circling.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
We have fishing, hunting, and a
charming view of the sunsets. The
only problems are the pests. You
see, most places have mice or
mosquito. We have...
Sheep graze peacefully on a hillside. Suddenly one is
INT. STOICK'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
A door is pulled open... as a DRAGON swoops directly toward
it, BLASTING FIRE. The door is SLAMMED. The fire shoots
through the slats of wood, illuminating HICCUP, a gangly
"Yep, thats me." said Hiccup.
EXT. STOICK'S HOUSE
He reopens the sizzling door, as leaps off of the front
porch. He weaves through the erupting mayhem as Vikings pour
out of the buildings, ready for a fight.
More dragons swarm in, setting rooftops alight and hauling
Most people would leave. Not us.
We're Vikings. We have stubbornness
"Whats that supposed to mean?!" asked a viking while the dragons snorted.
Vikings sound the alarm. Viking men and women pour out into
the streets, axes in hand.
ON HICCUP darting through alleys, staying under eaves, making
his way through the battle.
"Guess being a runt has its advantages" thought some of the vikings as Hiccup was able to weave through the chaos.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
My name's Hiccup. Great name, I
know. But it's not the worst.
Parents believe a hideous name will
frighten off gnomes and trolls.
Stoick frowned, "Hiccup did not like his name?" he wondered.
Like our charming Viking demeanor
wouldn't do that.
The dragons snorted.
Dragons sweep back and forth, dodging axes and blasting the
Vikings who throw them. A burly warrior gets tossed in an
explosion, knocking Hiccup to the ground.
Said viking blushed as everyone laughed.
Hiccup gets to his feet and continues to rush past gigantic
men and women.
Meet the neighbors. Hoark the
What are you doing out!?
... Burnthair the Broad...
... Phlegma the Fierce...
PHLEGMA THE FIERCE
Get back inside!
He passes a silent ox of a viking, picking his ear.
Yep, just Ack.
Enter STOICK, the biggest Viking of all. He yanks Hiccup from
the path of a strafing dragon and holds aloft to the crowd.
(accusingly; to the crowd)
What is he doing out again?!
What are you doing out?! Get
"He will just go out again no matter how many times you send him back in." remarked Glow
Stoick sighed. His son just didn't listen.
The flames light up his scowling face and matted red beard.
He sets Hiccup down and turns to the sky, searching.
That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of
the tribe. They say that when he
was a baby he popped a dragon's
head clean off of its shoulders.
The dragons, Hiccup and Astrid looked disgusted at this but no one noticed.
Do I believe it?
Stoick grabs a wooden cart and hurls it, knocking the
strafing dragon out of the sky.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Yes I do.
Stoick felt proud of how much his son believed he could do.
An EXPLOSION forces Vikings to DUCK. Stoick stands firm,
brushing flaming debris off of his shoulder.
(barking; to his men)
What have we got?
Gronkles. Nadders. Zipplebacks. Oh,
and Hoark saw a Monstrous
Said dragons began roaring with approval.
Any Night Furies?
None so far.
Hoist the torches!
Massive flaming braziers are raised on poles, lighting up the
night sky... and revealing swirling dragons of all types.
"Nice lights." said Darkefairy.
Below, Hiccup crosses an open plaza and ducks into an open
building with a tall chimney.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS
He crosses behind a counter, where a peg-legged, one-armed
hulk of a Blacksmith reshapes blades with a hammer and tongs
Ah! Nice of you to join the party.
I thought you'd been carried off.
"Shame." was heard from Mildew.
Everyone glared at Mildew who shifted uncomfortably.
Hiccup dons a leather apron and starts to put away Gobber's
"You really have to keep track of your appendages. They are so annoying to put away." said Hiccup
"Na, gives you a job." replied Gobber smiling
Who me? Nah, come on! I'm way too
muscular for their taste. They
wouldn't know what to do with all
Hiccup strikes a bodybuilder pose.
Everyone laughed. Many were thinking how they never knew how funny Hiccup was.
They need toothpicks, don't they?
It was clear to most that these two tease each other like father and son.
Hiccup gets to work, transferring bent and chipped weapons to
the forge as Vikings crowd the counter for replacements.
The meathead with attitude and
interchangeable hands is Gobber.
"Whats that supposed to mean!" said Gobber pretending to be offending.
I've been his apprentice ever since
I was little. Well...littler.
Everyone laughed again. Everyone knew that Hiccup was the smallest teen in the village.
EXT. VILLAGE - CONTINUOUS
We move to the lower defenses.
We'll counter-attack with the
Armed men rush past, flanking others who carry sheep to
safety. Stoick follows up the rear as, overhead, a dragon
strafes the rooftops with Napalm-like fire.
See? Old village. Lots and lots
of new houses.
Laughter was even heard from the dragons.
In response, the fire brigade charges through the plaza -
four TEENS, tugging a large wooden cask on wheels. From it,
they fill buckets of water to douse the flames. One among
them is a cute, energetic Viking girl.
Hiccup leans out of the stall to watch her.
Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout.
The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut.
"Aww, Hiccup has a crush!" squealed Glow and then high fived Darkefairy.
Hiccup and Astrid both blushed.
A SLOW-MOTION explosion erupts behind her, framing her in a
sexy ball of fire. The others join her, looking awesome and
"WE LOOK EPIC!" shouted Snotlout
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Their job is so much cooler.
Hiccup tries to join them as they pass, but he's hooked by
Gobber and hoisted back inside.
"Not that hard to pick you up your such a skinny fishbone." remarked Gobber laughing.
Ah, come on. Let me out, please. I
need to make my mark.
Oh, you've made plenty of marks.
All in the wrong places.
The village laughed. Hiccup was known as the village screw-up.
Please, two minutes. I'll kill a
dragon. My life will get infinitely
better. I might even get a date.
The dragons were interested. Why did the boy who didn't seem to like people harming dragons want to kill dragons.
You can't lift a hammer. You can't
swing an axe...
Gobber grabs a bola (iron balls connected by rope).
... you can't even throw one of
A Viking runs by and nabs it out of Gobber's hand, hurling it
at a dive-bombing Gronkle. The bola binds its legs, sending
it into a heavy crash.
Hiccup winced. The poor Gronkle.
No one but the dragons noticed. "Why would a human feel sorry for a dragon." they wondered.
(ready with the answer)
Okay fine, but...
He rushes to the back corner of the stall and presents a
bizarre, wheel barrow-like contraption.
... this will throw it for me.
Hiccup OPENS the hinged lid of the device. An arm springs up,
equipped with twin bows. They prematurely launch a bola,
narrowly missing Gobber... and taking out a Viking at the
Everyone fell over laughing at that.
"Can I have that!?" asked the twins. The village paled at the though of the twins having such a weapon.
See, now this right here is what
I'm talking about.
Mild calibration issue.
Hiccup. If you ever want to get out
there to fight dragons, you need
to stop all...
Gobber gestures in Hiccup's general direction.
But... you just pointed to all of
Yes! That's it! Stop being all of
"Thanks Gobber, feeling the love." said Hiccup dryly.
You, sir, are playing a dangerous
game. Keeping this much,
Even more laughter from human and dragon alike.
There will be consequences!
Gobber tosses him a sword.
"You can carry a full grown vikings sword!?" exlaimed Snoutlout. The teens had trouble lifting a vikings sword and they were a lot bigger than Hiccup.
"Well, yah. I've been sharpening swords that size since I was eight."
The teens looked impressed how strong this skinny little fishbone was.
I'll take my chances. Sword.
Hiccup takes it begrudgingly and lobs it onto the grinding
wheel. He stews... fantasizing...
One day I'll get out there. Because
killing a dragon is everything
EXT. VILLAGE - LOWER PLAINS - CONTINUOUS
Nadders land, gathering like seagulls around a seemingly
A Nadder head is sure to get me at
The Nadders roared.
The Nadders clamber onto the building, tearing the roof and
walls apart. Sheep pour out and SCATTER.
Elsewhere, hippo-like Gronckles pick drying racks clean of
fish and fly off like loaded pelicans.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Gronckles are tough. Taking down
one of those would definitely get
me a girlfriend.
The Gronckles hovered breifly.
A stealthy, snake-like dragon head peeks over a rooftop,
breathing gas into a chimney.
The twins grinned knowing what was next.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
A Zippelback? Exotic, exciting. Two
heads, twice the status.
A second head pokes through the door and lights it. KABLAM!
"YA!" cheered the twins who were big fans of destruction.
The two heads fly through the explosion, their necks zipping
together to reveal a single body.
It flies past Stoick as he climbs to the top of a CATAPULT
They found the sheep!
Concentrate fire over the lower
Boulders are catapulted at the corralling Nadders...
Hiccup frowns as he sees the Nadders trapped in a net. Again, only the dragons noticed Hiccup concern for the dragons.
Just as a huge red dragon whips past, spraying the base of
the catapult with sticky fire.
And then there's the Monstrous
Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go
The Monstrous Nightmares looked quite proud of themselves.
They have this nasty
habit of setting themselves on
It emerges from the flames, climbing the catapult with a
leering, toothy grin.
Reload! I'll take care of this.
Stoick takes on the Nightmare, face to hammer.
Suddenly, a LOUD BALLISTIC MOANING streaks overhead. The
catapult crew ducks.
Hiccup smiles, this was when Toothless came. But then he frowned, upset. This was when he shot down his friend.
INT. BLACKSMITH STALL - CONTINUOUS
ON HICCUP, looking up from his work, reacting to the same
But the ultimate prize is the
dragon no one has ever seen. We
call it the
Everyone looked at Toothless who sat there unconcerned.
Night Fury! Get down!
Vikings everywhere take shelter. The moaning sound BUILDS.
EXT. VILLAGE - CATAPULT - CONTINUOUS
The Monstrous Nightmare suddenly stops fighting and takes
flight. Stoick looks skyward.
KABOOM! The Catapult EXPLODES as though hit by an artillery
shell... sending Stoick and the crew leaping for their lives.
The vikings glared at Toothless who pointedly ignored them.
This thing never steals food, never
shows itself, and...
The sound recedes, leaving the crippled catapult in flames.
HICCUP (V.O.) (CONT'D)
No one has ever killed a Night
Fury. That's why I'm going to be
Hiccup looked sad and downcast when he heard that. He would never hurt his best friend.
The other vikings noticed how upset Hiccup was and were confused. Why would he be upset about wanting to kill a dragon. It was every vikings dream to kill the Nightfury.
IN THE STALL
Gobber trades his hammer for an axe.
Man the fort, Hiccup, they need me
Gobber pauses. Turns with a threatening glare.
Stay. Put. There. You know what I
"Gobber! You left him in a boring forge, with dragons flying around outside and lots of easy exits! Of course he's going to leave!" said Stoick annoyed.
Gobber charges into the fray, HOLLERING.
ON HICCUP, a smirk crosses his face.
EXT. VILLAGE - MOMENTS LATER
WHAM! Hiccup pushes his wheeled contraption through a wall of
clustered Vikings. He weaves through the ongoing mayhem, as
fast as his legs can carry him.
Stoick sighed. His son would never stay put.
VIKING #6 (O.S.)
Hiccup, where are you going!
"To catch a dragon." muttered Hiccup unhappily. The vikings got even more confused. As far as they knew he never caught a dragon. And why would he be unhappy about it?
Come back here!
I know. Be right back!
ON THE PLAIN BELOW
The Nadders have cornered the house-full of sheep. They close
in, ready to spring upon them.
Stoick suddenly appears, HURLING FISHING NETS over them. The
surprised Nadders are caught. Stoick and his men rush in.
A Nadder blasts a hole through its net. Stoick leaps onto it,
clamping his thick arms around its head, forcing its jaws
Hiccup tensed up again and tried not to get up and yell some sense into his father for treating dragons that way. The dragons were beginning to warm up to the human who cared about their kind.
Mind yourselves! The devils still
have some juice in them.
Hiccup was growling quietly but only Astrid who was right next to him and the dragons could hear him The dragons were beginning to think maybe this human was not that bad.
ON THE PLAIN ABOVE
Hiccup reaches a cliff overlooking the smoking CATAPULT and
drops the handles to the ground. He cranks several levers,
unfolding and then cocking the bowed arms of his contraption.
He drops a bola onto a chamber and then pivots the weapon on
a gimbal head toward the dark sky.
He listens, with his eye pressed to the scope, hand poised on
the trigger. He hears the NIGHT FURY approaching... and turns
his aim to the defense tower. It closes in for the final
strike, completely camouflaged in the night.
Come on. Give me something to shoot
at, give me something to shoot at.
KABLAM! The tower topples. The blast of fire illuminates the
dragon for a split second. Hiccup pulls the trigger.
KERTHUNK! The flexed arms SNAP forward, springing the weapon
off the ground. The bola disappears into the sky, followed by
a WHACK and a SCREECH.
Hiccup winced and muttered something about how it was his fault and he was sorry. The vikings didn't hear.
"HICCUP! YOU HIT A NIGHT FURY!"
"BEST VIKING EVER!"
Stoick spoke. "Hiccup, I'm sorry I didn't believe you. When we get back we will send a search party out right away! Your truly my son!"
The dragons looked over at the small boy and saw nothing but hurt and shame in his eyes.
(surprised, then elated)
Oh I hit it! Yes, I hit it! Did
anybody see that?
Hiccup's victory is short-lived. A Monstrous Nightmare
appears, slithering up over the lip of the cliff.
"Of all the dragons out there I had to get a Nighmare." groaned Hiccup.
Everyone agreed he had the worst luck
Except for you.
"Why are you so funny in these situations?!" asked Fishlegs laughing.
"I had practice. I defend my self with humour. You guys give me lots of reasons to hide behind sarcasm."
The vikings frowned. Did they really treat Hiccup that way?
ON STOICK, holding down the netted Nadders. He hears a
familiar HOLLER and looks up to see...
HICCUP running through the PLAZA, SCREAMING, with the
NIGHTMARE fast on his heels.
"Your fast to outrun a Nightmare." remarked Darkefairy casually.
Alarmed, Stoick abandons the Nadders and runs off.
(to his men, re: the
DO NOT let them escape!
IN THE PLAZA
Vikings scatter as Hiccup dodges a near fatal blast. The
Nightmare's sticky, Napalm-like fire splashes up onto
buildings, setting them alight.
"COOL!" yell the twins.
Hiccup ducks behind the last standing brazier - the only
shelter available. The Nightmare blasts it, spraying fire all
around him. Hiccup peers around the smoldering post. No sign
of the Nightmare.
He turns back to find it leering at him, blocking his escape.
It takes a deep breath. Hiccup is finished.
Suddenly, Stoick LEAPS between them, tackling the Nightmare
to the ground. They tumble and wrestle, resuming their
earlier fight. The Nightmare tries to toast him, but only
coughs up smoke.
"Poor thing." muttered Hiccup. Again, only the dragons heard and were beginning to really like this boy.
You're all out.
He smashes the Nightmare repeatedly in the face, driving it
Every hit Hiccup winced. Some vikings were beginning to notice.
It takes to the air and disappears. Winded, Stoick
turns to Hiccup.
Oh, and there's one more thing you
need to know...
The burnt brazier pole collapses, sending the massive iron
basket crashing. It bounces down the hill, destroying as it
goes and scattering the Vikings who were holding down the
netted Nadders. The freed dragons escape... with several
sheep in tow.
"Wow... Nice job Hiccup. I admire how much destruction you can cause." said Darkefairy.
"No ones better at causing chaos than Hiccup!" cheered the twins.
"That's all you can say!?" asked Gobber.
EXT. VILLAGE - UPPER PLAZA - CONTINUOUS
The escaped Nadders fly past with sheep in their clutches.
The raid is over. The dragons have clearly won.
The murmuring crowd eyes Stoick, awaiting his response.
Okay, but I hit a Night Fury.
Stoick grabs Hiccup by the back scruff of his collar and
hauls him away, fuming with embarrassment.
Toothless was getting agitated and the nearby vikings noticed. They began to slowly edge away from the irate dragon.
It's not like the last few times,
Dad. I mean I really actually hit
it. You guys were busy and I had a
very clear shot. It went down, just
off Raven Point. Let's get a search
party out there, before it-
"I'm sorry." said Hiccup. This time a few vikings heard him and wondered what he was sorry for.
He releases Hiccup. Everyone goes silent, staring
Every time you step outside,
disaster follows. Can you not see
that I have bigger problems?
Winter's almost here and I have an
entire village to feed!
Hiccup looks around. All eyes are upon him.
Between you and me, the village
could do with a little less
feeding, don't ya think?
A few rotund Vikings stir self-consciously.
"Have to agree there!" joked Darkefairy.
This isn't a joke, Hiccup!
Why can't you follow the simplest
"Because he's Hiccup." responded Gobber. Everyone agreed.
I can't stop myself. I see a dragon
and I have to just... kill it, you
know? It's who I am, Dad.
"Not anymore." Was heard by even more vikings. They all wondered what Hiccup was talking about.
You are many things, Hiccup. But a
dragon killer is not one of them.
"Agreed." muttered Hiccup which was heard by Stoick. "What did Hiccup mean?"
Stung. Hiccup looks around to see many nods of agreement.
Get back to the house.
Make sure he gets there. I have his
mess to clean up.
Stoick lumbers off in the opposite direction.
Gobber leads Hiccup through the walk of shame. They pass the
teen fire brigade as they snicker.
Quite the performance.
I've never seen anyone mess up that
badly. That helped!
Toothless began growling at the teens who shifted uncomfortably.
"Looks like you agitated the most powerful dragon in the room." said Darkfairy smugly.
The teens were wondering what did they do to bother the Night Fury. All they were doing was teasing Hiccup?
Thank you, thank you. I was
Hiccup avoids Astrid's glare and heads up toward a large
house, standing prominently on the hill above the others.
I really did hit one.
He never listens.
Well, it runs in the family.
"So true." remarked Gobber.
And when he does, it's always with
this... disappointed scowl. Like
someone skimped on the meat in his
Excuse me, barmaid. I'm afraid you
brought me the wrong offspring. I
ordered an extra large boy with
beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on
the side. This here. This is a
talking fish bone.
Stoick felt horrible. Is this truly how Hiccup felt. He vowed to be a better father from now on.
You're thinking about this all
wrong. It's not so much what you
look like. It's what's inside that
he can't stand.
"Thanks for that Gobber." said Hiccup unhappily.
Toothless was glaring at the vikings.
Thank you, for summing that up.
They reach the doorway.
Look, the point is, stop trying so
hard to be something you're not.
Hiccup SIGHS heavily.
I just want to be one of you guys.
Gobber eyes him sympathetically. Hiccup turns and goes
through the front door.
And straight out the back door. He hurries off into the
"YOU WENT SEARCHING FOR A NIGHT FURY BY YOURSELF!" yelled Stoick worried out of his mind. Hiccup was touched that Stoick cared to some extent. But winced when he realized they would see him free Toothless.
INT. GREAT HALL - DAY
A noisy din of PROTESTING VOICES leads to...
STOICK, glowering in the firelight. Surrounded by his men.
Either we finish them or they'll
finish us! It's the only way we'll
be rid of them! If we find the
nest and destroy it, the dragons
will leave. They'll find another
Hiccup sighed. He hoped they would never find the nest. Astrid was hoping the same thing. She knew what would happen if they did.
He sinks his blade into a...
LARGE NAUTICAL MAP, spread out on the table... the blade
pierces the middle of an uncharted corner, swirling with
painted sea monsters and dragons.
One more search. Before the ice
Those ships never come back.
We're Vikings. It's an occupational
hazard. Now who's with me?
Stoick throws up his fist. No one follows. The crowds shifts
in restless silence. Head scratches. Eyes averted.
The dragons smirked.. They were too afraid to search for the dragons nest? So much for being brave.
Today's not good for me.
I've gotta do my axe returns.
Alright. Those who stay will look
Hands jut into the air, volunteers galore. Enthusiastic
murmurs of prep and packing fill the room.
"I feel so cared for." remarked Hiccup dryly.
PHLEGMA THE FIERCE
To the ships!
I'm with you Stoick!
That's more like it.
The Vikings rush for the door, leaving Gobber and Stoick
alone. Gobber gulps back the contents of his tankard
attachment and scrapes back the bench.
I'll pack my undies.
No, I need you to stay and train
some new recruits.
Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy,
Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten
steel, razor sharp blades, lots of
time to himself...what could
possibly go wrong?
"I still have scars from when Gobber left me there by myself when I was seven." laughed Hiccup
Stoick had no idea Hiccup had scars. He frowned. No more neglecting Hiccup.
Stoick sinks onto the bench beside Gobber, his brow burdened.
What am I going to do with him
Put him in training with the
No, I'm serious.
So am I.
Stoick turns to him, glaring.
He'd be killed before you let the
first dragon out of its cage.
"Sorry Hiccup. I was wrong to think you couldn't handle it." said Stoick.
"Its OK." he said but then muttered "Wish you never put me in dragon training."
The few vikings who heard were confused. He was the top of the class!
Oh, you don't know that.
I do know that, actually.
No, you don't.
No, actually I do.
No you don't!
Listen! You know what he's like.
From the time he could crawl he's
been...different. He doesn't
Hiccup sighed. He was used to this.
Has the attention span of a
sparrow. I take him fishing and he
goes hunting for... for trolls.
"In my defence I was five and Gobber told me trolls were real."
Trolls exist! They steal your
But only the left ones. What's with
When I was a boy...
Oh here we go.
My father told me to bang my head
against a rock and I did it. I
thought it was crazy, but I didn't
question him. And you know what
You got a headache.
That rock split in two. It taught
me what a Viking could do, Gobber.
He could crush mountains,
"I did that once, it was fun..." said Darkefairy thoughtfully.
"Only dragons." said Hiccup
The vikings frowned.
tame seas! Even as a boy,
I knew what I was, what I had to
Hiccup is not that boy.
Hiccup tried to hide it but everyone could tell he was hurt.
Toothless began growling at the vikings again. The vikings were confused why the Nightfury seemed protective of Hiccup.
You can't stop him, Stoick. You can
only prepare him.
Look, I know it seems hopeless. But
the truth is you won't always be
around to protect him. He's going
to get out there again. He's
probably out there now.
ON STOICK, as Gobber's words hit their mark.
EXT. WOODS - DAY
ON AN OPEN NOTEBOOK
A drawn map of the island, covered in X's.
Hiccup looks up from it and peeks over a gorge, expectantly.
He adds another 'X' to the page, then scratches his pencil
over the whole map in frustration. He snaps the book closed
and pockets it.
"Poor book! Hiccup, that's book abuse!" joked Astrid trying to lighten the mood.
Uggh, the gods hate me. Some people
lose their knife or their mug. No,
not me. I manage to lose an entire
"You have rotten luck." agreed Fishlegs.
"At least he won't find it and get hurt." thought Stoick.
Hiccup WHACKS a low-hanging branch. It SNAPS back at him,
hitting him in the face. He looks up to see a snapped tree
trunk. His eyes follow it to a long trench of up-turned
He follows it to a downed, black dragon, its body and tail
tangled in a bola. It appears dead. Hiccup approaches,
"No, no, no." muttered Stoick. He knew a fall like that wouldn't kill a dragon.
Oh wow. I did it. I did it. This
He strikes a victory pose, planting his foot on the fallen
Hiccup looked ashamed of himself.
I have brought down this mighty
It suddenly shifts.
Hiccup springs back, terrified. He turns his blade on it.
Rattled, Hiccup creeps along the length of the weak, wounded
dragon, dagger poised to strike.
As he reaches the head, Hiccup finds the Night Fury staring
coldly at him. Hiccup tries to look away, but he's drawn back
to its unnerving, unflinching stare.
With the dragon safety tangled in the ropes, Hiccup jabs with
his dagger, puffing himself up with false bravado.
I'm going to kill you, Dragon. I'm
gonna cut out your heart and take
it to my father. I'm a Viking.
I am a VIKING!
"No I'm not." muttered Hiccup. Only the dragons heard and looked over at Hiccup. He certainly didn't look like one.
Hiccup raises the dagger, determined to prove his Viking-
ness. The dragon's labored breathing breaks Hiccup's clenched
concentration. He opens an eye, uncertainty leaking through.
The dragon holds the stare. Something profound is exchanged.
Finally, the Night Fury closes its eye and lowers its head,
resigned to its fate.
Hiccup tries to go through with it, holding the dagger
aloft... fighting himself... until finally lowering it with a
He looks over the dragon's chaffed rope wounds.
"I'm sorry bud." muttered Hiccup. Everyone heard and were stunned by how ashamed he sounded. He shot down a Nightfury! That was something to be proud of. And whats with calling this dragon 'bud'?
I did this.
He turns to leave. Pauses. And glances back at the dragon,
Hiccup GRUMBLES. He checks over his shoulder to ensure that
no one is watching... then hurries back to cut the ropes.
Everyone looked shocked that Hiccup would free a dragon, a NIGHT FURY of all dragons!
The Night Fury's eye shoots open. With the dragon watching
his every move, Hiccup hurriedly saws through the bola ropes.
As the last rope falls free, the Night Fury suddenly POUNCES!
In a blur, the dragon is upon him, pinning Hiccup down,
grazing his neck. Looking like it's about to kill him. Hiccup
is paralysed. The dragon's breath ruffles his hair. Hiccup
opens his eyes to find the Night Fury's wolf-like stare
boring into him. The exchange is intense, profound.
The dragon draws a deep breath, as though it's about to torch
him, then lets out an ear-piercing scream instead."
That hurt." muttered Hiccup remembering how loud that scream was right in your face.
The vikings were marveling at the fact that the Nightfury had let Hiccup go.
Darkefairy paused the movie and watched the stunned vikings and dragons.
Then Stoick took a deep breath before yelling. "HICCUP, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED THE VILLAGES WORST ENEMY! YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE LET IT GO! ITS A BEAST, A MONSTER! THE DEVIL DESERVES TO DIE! THEY RAID US! WHY DID YOU SET THE DEMON FREE!"
"Because when I looked at him, he was just as scared as I was..." but Stoick didn't hear.
"THEY'VE KILLED HUNDREDS OF US!"
"AND WE'VE KILLED THOUSANDS OF THEM!" The village was shocked. Hiccup never yelled and this was his own father! "THEY RAID US BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO! IF THEY DON'T BRING ENOUGH FOOD THEY GET EATEN THEMSELVES! AND HIS NAMES NOT DEMON OR DEVIL OR MONSTER! ITS TOOTHLESS! HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO LOVED FOR ME! HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO WAS PROTECTIVE OF ME! HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO CARED ABOUT ME! UNTIL I BECAME SOMETHING I WAS NOT YOU WERE ASHAMED OF ME BUT TOOTHLESS ACCEPTS ME FOR WHO I AM!"
Stoick heard nothing that Hiccup said. All he knew was that Hiccup allied himself with the enemy. He wasn't even Hiccup anymore. "YOUR NOT A VIKING! YOUR NOT MY SON!" yelled Stoick.
"GLAD I'M NOT!" yelled Hiccup right back before dragging his beanbag right beside Toothless and sitting in it.
Astrid looked right at Stoick. She could chose the tribe or whats right. War or Peace. Hiccup or No Hiccup. She simply said "I'm with Hiccup." and dragged her beanbag over beside Hiccup and Toothless. Toothless curled around the two teens protectively and was cooing to Hiccup, trying to comfort him. The dragons all sat around Toothless, Hiccup and Astrid, accepting them as one of there own. They defended them and they trusted them completely.
The vikings stood in shock. They lost the heir and the most promising viking to the dragons. And the chief disowning his own son... it was unthinkable. Stoick felt horrible. What he said was in a fit of rage. He never meant any of it. But the dragons clearly brainwashed Hiccup. He was no longer Hiccup but the enemy. "Maybe I can get him back." thought Stoick. "Maybe if we destroy the nest and the dragons leave he will come back to us." Darkefairy and Glow looked at each other. With a sigh Darkefairy played the movie. Time for more drama.