A/N: This story was created by Scorpion6955. He said in the last chapter of the series that he will allow me to adopt this story. I asked him by PM and he agreed that I can adopt the concept of it. If any of you found similarities between this fic and his, that is because I'm planning to use some elements from his two and try to improve upon it.

Anyway, neither Scorpion6955 nor I own How To Train Your Dragon. DreamWorks does.


It was a dark stormy night. A woman was giving birth to a baby. She was screaming loudly.

A healer was aside her, and tried to tell her the fact the baby was a stillborn.

"Madam, he's... not breathing."

"Get out! Get out, all of you!"

The only ones left in the hut was the woman and his stillborn baby.

She held her baby tightly.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." She cried.

She left the hut, rode on her dragon, and flew towards the mountains.


"Frostbite, are you coming down or not?"My sister, Valhammra called when I was lying on my bed, thinking about what am I doing with my life.

My name is Frostbite Haddock. The eldest son of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III and Astrid Haddock. The heir of the chief of the Hooligan Tribe. Although I'm not sure that I am qualified at being a chief. I'm always too weak to lift anything.

In fact, that's just a part of my miserable 14 years of life.

I had no friends, my family either ignores me, or in my younger brother, Aster's case, tease me or being a freak.

Admittedly, he's right. Every dragon in the village for whatever reasons, seems to either hates me or just plain out avoid me at every cost possible. One time, a Deadly Nadder just fired at a house aside him just to get away. Good thing it missed, I didn't want to get hurt from it. I heard that their fire are so hot, they could melt through stone pillars at ease.

As I was about to get out of the bed, I heard my dad came back from his duties as chief. I heard he was a scrawny boy like me. I wonder will growth spurts will ever do the same for me?

"Hello, family." I heard my dad said.

Out of annoyance from me not responding, Val decided to just walk down stairs and said that I was sleeping like a baby.

She's partially right, I was very tired. In fact, I didn't even know why I was still awake at that moment.

As I was about to fall into a deep sleep, I heard my younger brother was calling me a freak and complaining about mum's cooking again.

The last words I heard before I blacked out was from my dad. Apparently he was talking to Aster.

"You'll regret this someday, son. And it will be embarrassing, trust me."


The next morning, I woke when the sun was barely up.

Why did I actually woke up is beyond me but seeing there's nothing to do, I decided to take a walk in the woods.

I sneaked past my dad's Night Fury, my mom's Deadly Nadder and Aster's Changewing. It's weird that Toothless is still asleep during this time, usually he is the first to wake up my dad.

The woods were quiet, like there's something ominous will happen soon.

As I travelled through the woods, I release my anger by throwing my dagger at every possible tree that I walked past.

"I'm such a failure! An utter, complete failure!"I yelled.

Then, I realized that I've venture too far into the woods.

To make matters worse, the sky is darkening, fast.

The rain starting pouring in heavily.

I took of my black fur vest and covered my head with it, then I ran towards a cave.


An old man was looking out from the cave.

"Here he comes..."


I stepped into the dark and seemingly empty cave.

I took my fur vest off and twist it, trying out squeeze out the water inside it.

"Perfect, just perfect." I said sarcastically." Mom's going to kill me!"

"Ah...the weather, so unpredictable."An elderly voice said behind me." The weather here changes every half hour."

"What...who...are you" I was surprised to see an old man, with long gray hair and beard. A bald patch was visible on top of his head. He had grey eyes that made me tranquil for some reasons... like I could trust him, to tell all my thoughts to.

"My name is Verpo, and you are..."He smiled.


"So, what brings you to this part of the woods in such wonderful weather?" There were clearly sarcasm in his line of tone.

"Oh, you know, the usual 'walking in the woods to think and then the storm hits' routine'." I responded.

"You know, a young man like you, usually thinks at a different time. Why are you doing here by this hour?"

"I couldn't sleep. I'm having some... troubles." I replied, before realizing that I'm opening up to him. " Wait, Why am I talking to you? I barely even know you!"

"You need someone to talk to. I see that you never had anyone that would listen to you, is that right?"

I nodded.

"Pardon me, my intuitive skills are a bit rusty but I can say, you have to many problems clouding your conscience and you never told them to anyone, not at all."

He's right. I do have a lot of problems that I never told to anyone, but how did he know that?

"Here, would you mind giving me your palm?" Verpo asked.

Is he... trying to read my palm? I thought that palmistry is forbid in...anywhere that I could think of. Even someone did lean it, I don't recall anyone that have arrived at Berk, and disappeared in the woods in the last few years. Dad never mentioned it either, though he might be too busy to tell me.

Nevertheless, I raised my palm and let him take a look at it, seeing that no harm could be done if I did it.

"Your past is full of negligence and disappointment, but there's good news on the horizon. You're about to reach a point in life where you will have to choose between life or death, being normal or different, a chiefdom or a kingdom." he said.

What? What does that even mean? It feels like he just told some gibberish to me!

"You're crazy, aren't you?"

"Aren't we all crazy, in some ways?"

After he said that, the sky seemed to have cleared up, the birds and Terrible Terrors are singing again and the light is shining, revealing the cave entrance.

"I better be going."

'Good, if you ever needed to talk to me, you're welcome to come back here to the Mountain of Forgotten" He said.

And a few moments later, I was already on my way to the village.

I do feel a lot better somehow. It's like there was a huge rock that is always crushing me to death, by talking to someone - even is a strange, creepy old man in the woods, it removes the rock a little bit.

Anyway, I felt better than ever before.

Until I was back at the village.

At the door, picking his nails, Aster teased me again.

"Well, look who's back. I was having fun without you."

'Too bad, you're stuck with me for a long...long time"

"No, you're just a runt. I see you almost getting killed by dragons every day. So, chances are, you might be dead tomorrow." He smirked.

"That's not true! They're just trying to get away from me!"

"Yeah, whatever, tell that to dad when he finds you burnt to a crisp."he said.

I sighed. Why is Aster so difficult to get along with?


And that's chapter 1. For those of you who read Scorpion6995's original series, you may see that I've mashed chapter 1 and 2 of the original, and added something from its can also see that I used first-person narrative to tell the story.(Yes, I'm being a here but it's for a good reason. This what I meant by improving on it. Though shortening the story is a side-effect, I managed to do so by the means of them.)

Anyway, please review to help me improve on writing it.