Hi there. So I've been a long time Httyd fan and this is my first time writing a fic about it, so let's see how well this goes. This story came to my mind when I noticed that, as far as I can tell at this point, there are pretty much no stories about Valka where she was NOT being kidnapped by Cloudjumper and instead she was present during the first movie. So I figured I could try it out and see if I can start a trend. Please read and review, let me know what you think. The first chapter is a lot like the movie but things will get different later on. If I get a good number of reviews then I'll update sooner.

This is Berk…. Again…For the Hundredth Time

Far out in the middle of the ocean, rested a lone island. On the rocky hills of this island was village of houses and…*sigh* what am I doing? You know what it looks like! Over to you Hiccup.

"This is Berk. Its twelve days north of hopeless, and a few degrees South of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the Meridian of Misery."

"My village. In a word, sturdy. And it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitos. We have..."

Inside of one of the houses, the scrawny teen Hiccup opened up his front door and slammed it shut again as fast as he could when a massive scaly dragon, swooped down, blasting fire right at the door.

"Dragons" Hiccup finished, leaning up against the door.

Hiccup reopened the now charred door and saw that the village was once again under attack by dragons, which were taking sheep and burning buildings indiscriminately.

"Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings. We have stubbornness issues. My name's Hiccup. Great name, I know. But it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanour wouldn't do that"

Hiccup ran past a number of Viking men and woman, all of whom were carrying weapons ready for battle. Each one of them paused briefly to shout at Hiccup.

"What are you doing here?"

"Get back inside!"

Hiccup then bumped into a much smaller and slimmer woman with a long pony tail, carrying a satchel. She looked at Hiccup with concern and helped him back up.

"Hiccup, get inside. It's not safe!" She ushered him off in another direction.

"That's my mom, Valka. Not so much the warrior type herself, but she's the best healer on the island. If you happen to find yourself with some mild burns or missing a few vital appendages, then she has got the best bed side manner."

Nearby, one of the Viking men had been knocked to the ground by a blast of fire. Valka ran over to him and helped him back on his feet, pulling him away from the flames. She then began to treat some of his burns on his arm with a wet cloth and a cream from her satchel.

"And believe me, I of all people should know"

Hiccup rounded a corner as several explosions rocked the village.

Stoick, the largest and burliest Viking out of them all, yanked Hiccup up by his collar and pulled him out of the line of fire from another dragon

Stoick held Hiccup up in front of the crowd as if he was something dirty or broken.

"Hiccup!? What is he doing-". Stoick spluttered for a second and then looked at Hiccup. "What are you doing out?! Get inside!"

He dropped Hiccup to the ground and he took off running once again.

"That's Stoick the Vast. Chief of the tribe. They say that when he was a baby he popped a dragon's head clean off of its shoulders. Do I believe it?"

Stoick picked up a wooden cart and hurled in the air like it was toy ball, knocking a dragon out of the sky. Another explosion came from the side. A piece of flaming wood landed on Stoick's shoulder. He brushed it off without any real notice.

"Yes I do"

"What have we got?" Stoick barked at one of his men.

"Gronkles. Nadders. Zipplebacks. Monstrous Nightmare. Oh and Hoark thinks he saw a Stormcutter"

"Any Night Furies?" Stoick asked while looking up at the sky.

"None so far"

"Good. Hoist the torches!"

At his command, the Vikings raised up the flaming braziers on the poles. The braziers lit up the night sky, illuminating the swarm of dragons.

Hiccup ran into the centre of the town and then into an open building filled with weapons and with a counter at the front. Inside was a large, peg-legged and one-armed man, who was hammering swords into shape with his hammer like prosthetic.

"Ah! Nice of you to join the party" he said once he saw Hiccup. "I thought you'd been carried off"

"Who me?" Hiccup said as he put on his leather apron. "Nah, come on! I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this"

Hiccup flexed his non-existent muscles.

"They need toothpicks, don't they?" Gobber joked, switching his prosthetic hammer for a hook. He began handing out weapons to Vikings as if he was working a shop.

"The meathead with attitude and interchangeable hands is Gobber. I've been his apprentice ever since I was little. Well...littler"

Back outside Stoick was commanding his men into position.

"We move to the lower defences. We'll counter attack with the catapults!"

Another dragon swooped down low and set one of the buildings on fire.

"See? Old village. Lots and lots of new houses"

At their signal, a group of kids the same age as Hiccup, ran towards the flame, carrying buckets of water and began to douse the fire.

"Oh and that's Fishlegs, Snotlout. The twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut. And...Astrid".

Hiccup gazed dreamily as Astrid tossed back her hair and stood like a vision in the flames along with the other teens.

"Their job is so much cooler"

Hiccup leaned out on the counter and watched they passed by with envy, wishing he could join them. However Gobber guessed what he was thinking and lifted him back in with his hook.

"Ah, come on" Hiccup begged. "Let me out, please. I need to make my mark"

"Oh, you've made plenty of marks". Gobber set him down by the weapons rack. "All in the wrong places"

"Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get infinitely better. I might even get a date"

"You can't lift a hammer. You can't swing an axe. You can't even throw one of these". Gobber held up a bolas in his one hand. Another Viking ran up and quickly grabbed the bolas out of his hand and hurled it up at a dragon.

"Okay fine, but…" Hiccup walked to the corner of the room and pulled out a long wheel barrel device. "This will throw it for me"

The device opened up like a giant bow and arrow. It shot out a bolas which missed Gobber and hit a Viking right behind him.

"See, now this right here is what I'm talking about" Gobber said disapprovingly.

"Mild calibration issue" Hiccup mumbled, going over his machine, but Gobber cut across him

"Hiccup. If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all" Gobber waved his hands around Hiccup for a second and pointed to him. "This".

"But you just pointed to all of me" Hiccup gaped hopelessly.

"Yes! That's it!" Gobber said. "Stop being all of you"

"Ohhhh..." Hiccup said, trying to sound threatening.

"Ohhhhh, yes" Gobber replied, mimicking him.

"You, sir, are playing a dangerous game. Keeping this much, raw...Vikingness contained. There will be consequences!"

"I'll take my chances" Gobber said unimpressed. He then dropped a huge sword into Hiccup's arm's "Sword. Sharpen. Now."

Hiccup begrudgingly started to sharpen the sword on the grind. Gobber returned to the counter and saw Valka trot up them

"Gobber" she greeted with a pant.

"Valka" he replied casually. "Nice evening isn't it"

"Lovely" she said dryly. "Is Hiccup alright?"

"Yes Mom, I am still breathing" Hiccup said unenthusiastically. "But of course, you'll be checking on me again in five minutes anyway just to be sure"

"Keep up that tone and I'll be back in three" she said warningly. She then turned back to Gobber.

"Gobber, I think Phlegma's has a broken arm. I need some ropes to hold a splinter for him"

"Ah broken arms" Gobber said dreamily as he absentmindedly pulled some ropes off a shelf. "I remember what those felt like". Gobber sighed and rubbed his prosthetic hand in reminiscence. He then looked at his left hand.

"The left one never does quite felt like the right did"

Valka held back an eye roll as she took the rope. Before she left, she glanced at it Hiccup once again.

"Hiccup, behave yourself alright? Please, just stay put and stay safe"

"Yes Mom" he sighed reluctantly and continued to sharpen the sword.

"One day I'll get out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here."

Hiccup looked around at the various dragons that were raiding the village.

A group of Deadly Nadders flocked to the roof of a house like a strange gaggle of birds and started tearing it apart.

"A Nadder head is sure to get me at least noticed"

Then there was a fat Gronkle, hovering by with its hummingbird like wings, carrying cart of fish with it.

Gronckles are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me a girlfriend.

A dragon with two snakelike heads poked inside of a house. One head filled it with gas and the other head ignited it, blowing the house apart.

A Zippleback. Exotic, exciting. Two heads, twice the status.

In the village square a huge, horned, red dragon crawled along the ground, its entire body covered in flames. Valka was fixing the split on Phlegma's arm and when noticed the Nightmare approach, she quickly pulled him behind a nearby wall to avoid the inferno.

Then there's the Monstrous Nightmare. Only the best Vikings go after those. They have this nasty habit of setting themselves on fire.

Nearby Stoick was now on top of the catapult tower, telling his men where to fire.

"Concentrate fire over the lower bank!"

Just then the tower began to shake. Stoick looked down and saw massive brown dragon was clawing its way up to them. When it reached the top, the dragon stood on its hind legs and spread open its wings wide, revealing an extra pair it kept underneath. It then released a deafening roar which frightened even the other dragons.

"And of course, they say bigger is always better. Well the biggest dragon of all is without a doubt the Stormcutter. Four wings, two extra sets of talons, a cloudy disposition. Defiantly not the best combination"

"Reload! I'll take care of this". Stoick stood firm facing the Stormcutter which snarled at him menacingly. Stoick duck under its talon and struck in the head with a hammer.

Suddenly there was a loud whistling sound in air, droning everything else out. Hiccup stopped what he was doing in forge and listened intently to the noise along with everyone in the village else in the village.

"But the ultimate prize is the dragon no one has ever seen. We call it the-"

"Night Fury! Get down!"

The Vikings all scattered and took shelter where ever they could. Stoick and the Stormcutter ceased their fighting and both looked up at the sky as the noise grew louder. The Stormcutter flew off the tower as Stoick turned back to the men working the catapult.

"JUMP!"

Without question, everyone on the tower jumped for it and a second later the catapult was blown apart in a stream of blue fire.

"This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and never misses. No one has ever killed a Night Fury. That's why I'm going to be the first"

Back in the forge, Gobber took off his current prosthetic and replaced it with an axe that screwed onto his arm.

"Man the fort, Hiccup" he said. "They need me out there!" He momentarily turned back to Hiccup and

"Stay…Put…There". Hiccup just stared back at him

"You know what I mean". Gobber then turned and took off with a roar into the battle.

As soon as Gobber was gone and as soon as he was sure he's mother wasn't watching, Hiccup darted out of the forge with a determined expression, pushing his slingshot device in front of him, past the other Vikings.

Hiccup reached the top of the cliff side, overlooking the destroy catapult tower. He opened up his slingshot and loaded in the bolas. He readied himself on the trigger, watching the dark sky.

"Come on" he muttered to himself. "Give me something to shoot at, give me something to shoot at"

Then came the same whistling sound as before and tower exploded in another blast of blue flames. For just a second, Hiccup could make out the outline of a dragon as it flew past. He pulled the trigger on the slingshot and sent the bolas flying.

Hiccup was knocked off his slingshot from the force of the shot and fell to the ground, but he got back up just in time to see something falling from the sky and into the wood.

"Oh I hit it! Yes, I hit it!" Hiccup jumped in utter joy. "Did anybody see that?"

Hiccup looked around and realised that virtually no one had even the slightest idea of what just happened. Hiccup then heard a low from behind which could only have been one thing.

The Stormcutter had climbed up from under cliff. It the pressed its front wing down on Hiccup's slingshot, breaking it into pieces

"Except for you" Hiccup said in defeat.

Back in the village, Stoick and some other men had trapped a group of Nadders in some nets just before they could take the sheep. Stoick was wrestling with one of the captured Nadders as it spit out some fire.

"Mind yourselves! The devils still have some juice in them"

"Stoick!" He looked up to see Valka running toward him.

"Valka!" he said in relief. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine. I'm fine" she said quickly "Are you-"

"I'm alright" he said just as quickly. They looked at each other intently and together asked the same question.

"Have you seen-"

They both got their answer when they heard a familiar scream in the distance. They looked up to see Hiccup running for his life, being chased by the Stormcutter.

"Hiccup!" Valka screamed in fear. Beside her, Stoick looked up between Hiccup and the captured dragons for a second. Grunting in frustration, he took off in a run.

"I'll get him" he yelled back to Valka and the other men. "Do NOT let them escape!"

Hiccup ran back to the village square, dodging the flames. Hiccup ran right behind one of the braziers and squeezed himself into the middle as the Stormcutter blasted it with fire. Gasping for breath, Hiccup peered around the side, hoping the dragon was gone, but this hope was soon gone when he turned and saw the dragon slowly come around from the other side.

The dragon had Hiccup pinned with nowhere to go. It was about to fire again, when Stoick leapt on top of its head. He and the Stormcutter tumbled around into the square, the dragon spraying more fire out of its mouth. The dragon threw Stoick off his head. It opened its mouth to fire again, but nothing came out but a wisp of flame.

"You're all out" Stoick said confidently. He now went on the offensive and repeatedly started to punch the dragon the face, driving it back. Once it was down, at least six other Vikings with nets appeared and tried to restrain the beast. Some men had to grab hold of its talons to keep it from cutting itself from free. Stoick panted heavily and turned back to the brazier pole

"Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know"

The burnt pole collapsed in front of Stoick, revealing Hiccup. The pole then toppled to the side and rolled down the hill, heading right for the captured Nadders. The Vikings holding them scattered, which allowed the dragons to break free. They took off into the sky, carrying with them some of the sheep.

Hiccup gulped nervously as he watched the dragons fly away and could feel Stoick's angry glare digging into his back

"Sorry…Dad" he said sheepishly.

With battle over, the villagers gathered around Stoick and Hiccup. Valka soon joined them and stood by Stoick's side but she put her hand over her face and grimaced painfully when she realised what had happened.

Once the dragons were out of sight, Hiccup noticed that everybody was now looking at him.

"Okay, but I hit a Night Fury" he said very quickly.

Stoick rolled his eyes and grabbed Hiccup by his collar, dragging him off

"It's not like the last few times, Dad" Hiccup feebly tried to explain. "I mean I really actually hit it. You guys were busy and I had a very clear shot. It went down, just off Raven Point. Let's get a search party out there, before it-"

"Stop!" Stoick roared. "Just…stop. You've caused enough trouble"

"Stoick, he only wanted to help" Valka said sympathetically. Stoick soon turned on her as well.

"Well every time he does help, disaster follows". Stoick gestures to the rest of the village and turned back to Hiccup. "Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter's almost here and I have an entire village to feed!

Hiccup looked around at the disapprovingly glares of the crowd and shrugged a little.

"Well between you and me, the village could do with a little less feeding, don't ya think?" he muttered dryly. Some of the crowd looked a little stung by his comment. One of them even put his hand on his belly.

"This isn't a joke, Hiccup!" Stoick fumed. "Why can't you follow the simplest orders?"

"I can't stop myself. I see a dragon and I have to just…" Hiccup made some grappling gestures with his hands. "Kill it, you know? It's who I am, Dad.

Stoick shook his head solemnly. "You are many things, Hiccup. But a dragon killer is not one of them. Get back to the house".

Stoick turned back to Valka. "Make sure he gets there. I have his mess to clean up"

Valka sighed and walked over to Hiccup.

"Come on dear". She placed her hands on his shoulders consolingly and led him back to the house. As they left, the passed the other teens who snickered at Hiccup's expense.

"Quite the performance" Tuffnut said

"I've never seen anyone mess up that badly. That helped!" Snotlout called at him as he and Valka passed.

"Pfff, mama's boy" Ruffnut sneered

Hiccup did his best to ignore their comments and to avoid the angry glare Astrid was giving him.

"I really did hit one" he said to his mother as they made their way to their house.

"Really Hiccup?" Valka said in voice that clearly meant she didn't believe him either "A Night Fury?"

"I did!" he stressed.

She looked at him with a sceptical face and sighed. "You could have just said it was aTerrible Terror"

"Dad wouldn't listen anyway. He never listens" Hiccup said.

"I know, son" Valka said in understanding. "Believe me, I do"

"And when he does, it's always with this disappointed scowl. Like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich"

Hiccup suddenly stopped at the front steps of the house and started doing an impression of Stoick, even putting on his accent.

"Excuse me, barmaid! I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra -large boy with beefy arms. Extra guts and glory on the side. This here. This is a talking fish bone"

"You know, I really do hate it when you do that" Valka said, shaking her head. "It hard enough to hear that from your father. Now come here"

Valka moved closer to Hiccup and began to inspect him for injuries, checking his head and neck. Hiccup sighed in exasperation, having to go through this every time there was a dragon raid.

"Okay mom. Mom, I'm fine. I'm not hurt, really" he said impatiently. This didn't appease Valka, who continued to run her hands under his hair and then his torso. Hiccup jerked away from her in frustration.

"Ah Mom, could you please stop babying me? It's no wonder the whole village thinks I'm useless"

"And you don't think that it could have something to do with that fact that you cause more damage than the dragons?" she replied dryly.

"I was only trying to help"

"I know you were sweetheart" she said in softer voice, briefly putting her hand on his cheek. "And you are very brave too. But Hiccup there's a fine line between being brave and being stupid. And there's an even finer line between stupid and just plain crazy"

"Thank you for summing that up" Hiccup said, with his perfect sarcasm.

"Oh Hiccup, your father just wants you to be safe. So do I. You almost got yourself killed today!"

"Yeah because that doesn't happen often around here" Hiccup said dryly. Valka looked at him sadly.

"Look sweetheart" she said gently. "Maybe it's time you stop trying to be something you're not"

"I just want to be like them" he said desperately and gestured back to where Stoick and the other Vikings were. Hiccup shut the front door behind him, before Valka could say anything else.

She sighed heavily and looked back at the door sympathetically. She walked up the steps and placed her hand on it for a minute, briefly considering going in to talk to Hiccup again. But then she remembered that Stoic was going to hold a council meeting and that it would be best if she attended.

Valka sighed again and walked away from the house, thinking about her son. She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice Hiccup slipping out the back of the house and into the woods

So that's about it. Let me know what you think and whether or not I should continue. Peace out.