Chapter 10: A Dragon's Curse a Viking's Grudge

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10 years later 5 hours before Arvindole's Fire

Hiccup's POV

Yes it's Arvindole's Fire again the day for every ten years that a beautiful aurora borealis that I planed a feast with my dad's approval of course. For the past ten years I have been training really hard, learning Norse, and yes stealing/collecting books and Viking equipment. They make I improve it. And so yes I'm hoping this night will be a good one.

As the sun sets down and gives way to the shinning moon, the dragons struggle to get in there own place. To avoid conflict from one another, Hiccup stationed each class to different sections of kingdom. The Boulder Class were settled in the mountains where stones were plentiful for them to graze. The Stoker Class were on the hotspots near a rift with magma that are flowing into a pool. Tidal Class are in a large tidal pool where seawater was flowing. The Sharp Class and the Mystery Class were in the forest, and lastly me, Toothless, the Draconic Council (Elder titanwings) and lastly my father the king were at the middle. The night is young time for a celebration.

"Hiccup your Father needs your presence." Cloudjumper spoke behind me.

"Why what's the matter?" I ask curiously.

"I don't know Hiccup but he's been quite uneasy." The look on his eyes suggests he wasn't kidding.

"Alright I'll see what can I do." I sauntered down to the mountain and heading for the center, where my father is resting.

The King's cavern

3rd person view

Hiccup rushed towards the center of the kingdom which was 3 miles away instead of flying there on the back of Toothless he challenge himself and broke into a sprint dashing through thick foliage of vegetation, shrubs, vines, and trees.

Fifteen minutes past and Hiccup was almost there he just have to cross a raging river that was not the best option for swimming. The current was too strong and can carry small dragons to a waterfall. Beneath the waterfall was an array of jagged rocks that can impale anyone who falls at their spiky heads. The rock's base served as the hatching grounds for water-based dragons, like Scauldrons, Tide Gliders and Thunderdrums. Because of this Gronkles can't eat the rocks, most common victims are Speedstinger hatchlings, who are not fast enough to sprint on the water's surface, but thankfully because of their small build and fast reflexes they were able to dodge the sharp rocks and safely dive underwater with minimal injuries. "Need some help?" Toothless hovers above. "No, I have an idea." Hiccup grabbed his spear and vaulted at the edge of the riverbank and safely landed with two legs on the other side. "Impressive." Hiccup's enormous stamina allowed him to sprint again with no rest whatsoever. 2 minutes later Hiccup finally reached his destination.

Hiccup's POV

The King's Halls an icy fort that sheltered the almighty White Dragon King of the Northern waters Blizzardmane my father or so it seems my foster father. Cloudjumper told me about my homeland, it was a dark and savage land home to many dragon killers, the though about it was traumatizing, to think your own real homeland would kill innocent creatures that lived with for as long as I can remember. I slowly walk towards the halls not wanting to slip like last time, well me Toothless and some other dragon hatchlings were playing hide and seek.

"Dad are you there?" I shouted across the halls.

"Over here Hiccup!" I hear my father bellowed.

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