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"Oh she's beautiful Ingrid! Congratulations!" says Valka Haddock with excitement while trying not to wake her own child, nestled in a cloak of fur.

"Thanks Val. Now your son will have a best friend," jokes Ingrid Hofferson.

Valka laughs in return. "So out with it; what's her name?" she pleads.

"Astrid," she says with honour. "'Divine Beauty' as the gods put it. Yes, Halvar and I are very happy with our bundle of joy." She brings baby Astrid closer to Valka's son Hiccup so that both infants can 'meet'. Astrid's sapphire eyes meet Hiccup's emerald ones and both coo and babble to one another. "Looks like they're getting along already," continues Ingrid.

"She has your eyes," responds Valka to her best friend.

"He has your hair and Stoick's eyes," says Ingrid. Valka nods in agreement. Both mothers separate their respective children once they grew tired and started to fall asleep.

"Light is fading Ingrid, perhaps we should go home?" suggests Valka. The two women are standing in Berk's centre plaza, watching the shadows disappear as the light from the sky fades into darkness.

Ingrid sighs. She wants the whole village to know of her newborn child. "Perhaps you're right, tomorrow is another day."

"Exactly," says Valka as she turns to walk towards her home.

"You don't want to keep your chief waiting," jabs Ingrid with a smirk on her face.

"I'm sure my husband can wait a bit longer," retorts Valka as she continues walking up the hill.

"I don't know," sing-songs Ingrid. "You do have the heir to the throne of Berk in your arms."

Valka turns and scrunches up her face playfully. Ingrid laughs in return. "See you tomorrow," Valka says in her tired voice.

"See you Val, good night," replies Ingrid. Both women go their separate ways. Now Valka lives with the chief of the tribe, Stoick 'the Vast' Haddock. And their house just so happens to be near the top of the hill; so to say that it was a hike home was an understatement. By the time Valka was near the top, she was exhausted; Hiccup may have been small but was still difficult to carry while hiking up the hill. She reached the front door of her majestic home, the largest in the village, when she hears a faint noise. She turns to see what the noise was. Several more sounds emanated but in different tones and octaves. She knew what was coming: a dragon raid.

Valka swings open the door quickly where her husband sat near a large fire in the middle of their home. "Stoick," she pants. He turns to look at her and could see the expression of horror on her face. "The dragons are back." Those four words were the only things out of her mouth by the time Stoick had gathered his weapon and helmet and stormed towards the door.

"Protect our son Val. I'll be back when this is all over." Both nod to each other in silent acknowledgement. Stoick's face then turns into a devilish smile. "Let's show these devils what they are in for." He storms out of the front door and screams "DRAGON RAID!" at the top of his lungs. Stoick lived up to his namesake: Vast. His booming voice could probably be heard from across the archipelago, sending shivers down the spines of dragons ready for slaughter. Valka puts Hiccup in his cradle and runs out of her home. She thought that the dragons had a reason for attacking Berk and that they could be reasoned with. As she spent years doing it, she knew all too well that it was an unpopular opinion. Valka closes the door behind her and witnesses the bloodshed of these dragon raids. Vikings and dragons alike perished; homes burned to the ground. She runs down the hill avoiding dragon fire towards a house where a small flock of sheep are running away from a group of Deadly Nadders.

Meanwhile on a lookout platform are Halvar Hofferson, Asmund Ingerman, and Spitelout Jorgenson where they are counting numbers and planning where to send catapult fire. "I just found out I'm going to be a father and this is what happens," groans Asmund.

"Welcome to the club pal. I became a father two days ago, how do you think I feel?" retorts Halvar.

"Will you two mutton heads shut up about your families for a while and focus on the problem at hand?" snaps Spitelout.

"'Lout, you're just jealous that your sister married first," jabs Asmund. "And of all people, she married the Chief and you are now his brother by law so stop complaining!"

"Speaking of the devil," mutters Spitelout as Stoick climbs up to the platform.

"Give me a report lads!" roars Stoick.

"Nine Nadders, 12 Gronckles, four Zipplebacks, a few dozen Terrors, and two Nightmares," reports Asmund.

Halvar steps forward, gaining the attention of the chief. "Sir, Mulch reported seeing a dragon with four wings circling the village."

"Four wings?" asks Stoick. Halvar nods. "New devil perhaps. Send word to all bola throwers to capture the beast and allow me to take care of it," he orders.

"Another entry into Bork's book?" asks Spitelout.

"Quite possibly," replies Stoick. "Now send the word!" Stoick, Spitelout, and Halvar jump down from the tower and run up to various Vikings, giving them new orders and dodging dragon fire with little grace.

While Stoick and his entourage of messenger Vikings are busy fighting in the plaza, Valka is huddled with some younger Vikings from the dragons near the forge. Valka makes her way to the forge without being noticed by a pair of Nadders. "How is it going over here Gobber?"

"Val?" says Gobber, the village's blacksmith, with a questioning tone. "Wha' in Thor's name are ye doing here? You should be protecting yer baby, and our rightful heir!"

"I know Gobber; I'm just making sure all is well." Valka's response was mostly a lie; she just wanted to make sure not too many dragons were killed.

"Get back inside!" orders Gobber. "If your child gets killed by a dragon, all blame will be on you!" Gobber's words pierced like daggers; he was right. How could Valka abandon her baby? Her child's life meant more than any of the lives of the dragons attacking combined. Valka continues to stand frozen in the forge. "GO!" yells Gobber. Valka knew he didn't mean it; he just didn't want to lose his best friend's child.

Valka runs out of the forge, not caring if being sighted by a dragon. She runs straight towards her house when she hears an agony of pain from a dragon. She looks to her left where a Monstrous Nightmare was snagged in a bola. It raises its head to look at her as she stands 20 feet away. A blond Viking runs towards the beast, axe in hand, ready to finish it off. She runs up to him. "Stop! You'll only make it worse!" she pleads at the Viking. The Nightmare manages to free itself from the bola and flies away. The Viking looks at her with a disappointed scowl, like someone skimped on the meat in his sandwich. He walks away from Valka as she hears a crunch from up the hill. She turns to see a dragon breaking into a home; her home. "Hiccup!" she says with horror.

Valka sprints up the hill towards her house. She could no longer see the dragon as it went completely through the roof. It never left so there could be still a chance to save her child. She bursts through the door and grabs a sword off of a rack nearby and races to Hiccup's crib where the dragon is…playing with him? She freezes and watches as the dragon rocks the cradle and makes Hiccup coo and babble happily. The dragon seems alerted to her presence and moves towards her, while accidentally cutting Hiccup's chin with its talon. Valka can only stare into the giant dragon's eyes and listen to her baby cry in pain in the background. The eyes of the beast somehow connected with Valka; this wasn't a mindless killing monster. It cared for the young of another species, even risking its own life in doing so. Valka wanted to drop the sword and hold out her hand for the creature to show that she is not a threat.

However, an axe was thrown and imbeds itself in the wall next to them. "VALKA RUN!" screams Stoick. The dragon felt threatened and fired at the Chief who himself has to vacate the building in order to save himself. The dragon turns back to a terrified Valka and then takes off through the hole in the roof it created earlier. Valka deeply exhales on a breath she never knew she was holding and the sound echoed through the scorched building, voiding it of its haunting silence.

Silence.

Valka rushes over to the cradle and her heart sinks into her stomach; it is empty. She looks up into the night sky and can hear a baby's cry; her baby. She drops to her knees as Stoick barges in through the front door. He rushes over next to Valka and notices the empty cradle before dropping to his knees and hugging her. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, the heir to the throne of Berk, taken in a dragon raid. His last memory will be his cries as it echoes throughout the entire village.

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