Long before Vikings dared ride on the backs of dragons, before the edge existed, way before Hiccup, Toothless and the gang were born. Before Stoick became chief. And way before Ryker and Viggo Grimborn's fate was sealed, this happened.
(? POV)
"Viggo! Ryker! Get ya bums down er!" Dad called.
I sighed, putting up my dragon book. Of course me being eight, I didn't get what was so intimidating about these magnificent creatures. Only because I've never seen a dragon raid.
"Coming Father." I said walking out my door.
I ran into my older brother Ryker in the hall way.
"Ay, what'd you do this time?" He asked, clearly annoyed.
"Why, big brother, I believe the bigger question is, what did you do?" I countered.
He sneered and walked faster. I smirked, knowing that I had gotten to him.
We walked into the kitchen where dad had just finished sharping his axe.
"Ya know what day it is?" He asked.
"No. No dad." Ryker said nodding.
"No sir." I said.
"Today's the day." He said
I gawked remembering.
"I'll go get ready!" We both said running out the room.
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The Grimborn Brothers
Fanfiction"Good. A dark truth like that could destroy her. Like it did to Viggo and me."- Ryker What could this mean? What happened to Viggo and Ryker? Why is this quote so important, that I made a book? Well, let's find out.
