A/N: I have just started writing this and its a starting point for me to write again. Also, it will be more flushed out as I write more chapters later down the line. Please comment anything if there's a mistake or something. I am sorry for the lack of updates to my other stories been busy with life :D
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Narrator's POV:
It was one of those days where it was set at a time where dragons and Vikings were enemies to a point. No, we aren't talking about Hiccup or his legendary night fury here. More like the story of two twins who were just born a few hours ago.....
---Time skip---
When the chief of an unknown island had heard of his wife given birth to twins, he stopped what he was doing and came over to the hut in where he lived with his wife and now his two childern. One a boy who seeming was smaller then then female, Both had some hair that looked abit like what you could call orangey brown, not quite burnt orangey-brown.
The chief known to a select few as Daguar who left his island to his sister Heather decided to create a place where he could stay in touch with his friends and family but didn't have to partner with anyone. Daguar and his wife Rose had decided to name the boy Dak and the other Layla.