You were a teenage Viking, and a friend of the Chief's son, Hiccup. You two were alike, not being able to kill a dragon, scrawny, and gets bullied. You help Gothi help while Hiccup helps Gobber with the smith. You weren't happy that you were bullied since you protect Hiccup from being bullied by the others, but you didn't mind as long as your only friend isn't bullied. And Gothi would help with your wounds, even though you insist your ok. Even though your parents didn't care about you, Gothi did, including Hiccup and Gobber. You walked into the cove until you saw a black dragon, who was injured badly. Looking at it, you couldn't tell what type of dragon it is, but that it had blue colors. Although it had deep wounds, bleeding out, and weak. You knew this was an opportunity, to make sure the Vikings showed you some respect, you'll kill the dragon and bring it's head to the Vikings, knowing that you killed one. You bring out your (F/W) (Favorite Weapon), and were about to kill 'it' before you heard a voice behind you. "Stop!" _____________________________________ ALL CHARACTERS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME EXCEPT FOR (Y/N) AND MY OC!