Healing Hearts

Rated; M for Mature
Pairing; HunterXAmy(HiccupXAstrid)
Author; Nightstar Fury
Disclaimer; I do not own anything HTTYD related-not the movies, shows, shorts, or series. I also don't own any of the songs that I may or may not use in the story. Everything belongs to it's original artist or creator!

Author's Note: Alright, so how this is gonna go is that everyone has modern names- I will list them in the first chapter so you don't get confused. And yes, it involves Hunter being a bad boy for awhile and going through a lot of stuff-also involves military! Hope you enjoy!

Character Names&Information:

Hunter Haddock-Ostberg{18; Born-November 11, 1999}=Hiccup(Former Second Lieutenant-Leader of Alpha Wolf Unit. Owner of Toothless; a husky dog/gray wolf mix with pale green eyes-all black body)
Parents of Hunter: Vivian Ostberg-Haddock[Premarried surname is Ostberg] & Stewart Haddock[Former Staff Sergeant in Archipelago Military]
Heather Lazerk{18; Born-November 29, 1999}=Heather(Former Private 1st Class-Alpha Wolf Unit)
Daniel Lazerk{21; Born-February 5, 1996}=Dagur(Single father to Bella Rose/Former Specialist-Alpha Wolf Unit)
Parents of Heather and Daniel: Megan[Mother Deceased] & Oliver Lazerk
Belle Lazerk{4; Born-June 17th, 2013}(Daughter to Dagur, Niece to Heather, Granddaughter to Oliver)
Parents of Bella Rose: Daniel Lazerk & Aubrey Maxon[Mother is military medic stationed in Afghanistan or Berserk Isle)
Eric Solvag{20; Born-December 10, 1997}=Eret(Former Sergeant First Class-Alpha Wolf Unit)
Parents of Eric: Maria & Jason Solvag
Timothy Metz{18; Born-February 13, 1999}=Thuggary(Former Corporal-Alpha Wolf Unit)
Parents of Timothy: Danielle[Deceased mother] & Mason Metz
Cassandra Bogson{18; Born-March 22, 2000}=Camicazi(Former Specialist-Alpha Wolf)
Parents of Cassandra: Betty & Colby Bogson[Deceased father]
Amy Hofferson{17; Born-December 22, 1999}=Astrid(Owner of Stormfly; a type of parrot-blue/yellow macaw with green head and white face).
Parents of Amy: Sarabeth & Marcus Hofferson
Sonny Jorgenson{17; Born-November 1, 2000}=Snotlout(Bully)
Parents of Sonny: April & Scott Jorgenson
Flynn Ingerman{17; Born-July 6, 2000}=Fishlegs
Parents of Flynn: Stacy & Nate Ingerman
Travis Thorston{17; Born-August 4, 2000}=Tuffnut(Bully)
Roxanne Thorston{17; Born-August 4, 2000}=Ruffnut
Parents of Roxanne and Travis: Emma & Brandon Thorston
Vince Grimborn{20; Born-September 26, 1997}=Viggo(Bully)
Randy Grimborn{21; Born-January 11, 1996}=Ryker(Bully)
Parents of Randy and Vince: Rachel & AJ Grimborn
Glenn Forgesan=Gobber(Drill Sergeant at Fort Fury on the main island-Later stationed as a First Lieutenant for Fury Platoon; goes where ever the platoon goes)
Sam Helner=Savage(Captain-Commanding Officer of 1st Strike Company)
Axel Casto=Alvin(Lieutenant Colonel of 17th Dragon Battalion)
Darren Bludvist=Drago(Principal of Berk Isle High) *Side note: other teachers will be listed later on in the first chapter!

1; New Start

{Hunter's POV}

I sighed heavily staring from the window of my mother's dark blue SUV at the large two level school that sat about twenty steps away. I read the name that was visible from the front seat of the vehicle; Berk Isle High School. My new school until I graduated in a year. I was a senior and starting in the month of October-just a month after the year began. I'm seventeen right now, turning eighteen in a month. I didn't want this-but at the same time, I didn't really have a choice due to the circumstances of a few things. My mother sat to the left of me in the driver's seat, and my faithful dog in the back with his snout resting on me left shoulder while I just continued to stare ahead of me at the school I'd be attending.

"Hunter?" I hear my mother say to me gently as I finally pulled my green eyes from the sight of the school and looked over into her blue-green eyes, she smiled at me softly. "Do you want me to come in with you?" she offered.

"No...No, it's alright, Mom. I can handle it, I'll have Toothless with me after all." I answered her.

"Are you sure? I want to make sure you can find everything and-" I sighed closing my eyes as she stopped. "I understand, son. I know you can handle it. You have your backpack, and all of the documents for Toothless?" she inquired now.

"Yeah, they are in the folder in my bag." I replied. Toothless wasn't just my pet, he was a service dog because I was considered a handicap given I only had one real leg-my left one was fake due to an accident about a year ago. It was a newer model, looked normal from the outside being hidden by a sneaker, sock, and pants leg-thankfully I didn't walk with a limp and could still run and jump normally.

"I know you don't want to be here, Hunter-but you were given a second chance and this was one of the conditions to it. I even signed you up using my last name. It's only for another seven months," my mother reminded me. I nodded to her as I adjusted slightly unbuckling my seat belt with another heavy sigh. "If you need anything, I'm just a call or text away..." she added.

"I know, Mom. Well, let's get this over with..." I closed my eyes opening the door to the SUV and stepped out onto the sidewalk while tossing my bag over my shoulder and looking back to my mother.

"I'll be here to pick you up at 3pm, son," she smiled some, I just nodded and shut the door to open the back one where Toothless jumped down beside me and I shut that door too. My mother rolled the passenger side window down as I glanced back at her, "Have a great first day!" she tried to be positive with a smile.

"Oh yeah, Mom. Start school a month into the new year and..." I glanced at my wrist watch, "already 9:10am. That is a great start to the first day..." I muttered sarcastically.

"Well, we had to go to town hall to get your papers for Toothless to be allowed to come with you. Took longer than expected. Now, I have to get home to finish unpacking and you have to get to the office for your schedule. I love you, Hunter." my mom tells me.

"I love ya too, Mom." I replied to make her smile wider. She beamed and shut the window as I looked down at Toothless, "Ready bud?" I asked him, he replied with a slight snort-his way of saying yes to me. I took a deep breath heading for the main doors with him following in tow, just as I put my hand on them, I looked back to see my mother had driven off already. No turning back now-not that I could even if I wanted to. I pulled the door to find it locked, oh, just perfect! I peeked inside and didn't see anyone around. Toothless whined a bit as I looked over and saw him motion to the speaker box on the wall, he pressed the white button with his nose as it beeped once.

"Can I help you?" came the voice after a moment.

"Um, I'm a new student...supposed to be starting today," I replied calmly. No need to be nervous, it was only school. I didn't get a reply, instead the door to my left in the middle clicked as I walked over and opened it now and headed inside with Toothless at my heels. Okay, so it must be a security system that keeps the doors locked and only opened from within the main office-good to know. I reached the window and saw the secretary sitting there, she smiled at me.

"Good morning, come right around the wall here into the office." she tells me, I nod and move around the corner to see the door that said: Main Office. I turned the handle and walked in, the secretary was up now and eyeing my dog. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie. No dogs in the school," she informs.

"He's my service dog..." I replied slowly and reached into my bag to pull out the folder for her, a bunch of documents saying that Toothless was allowed to go where ever I did all the time.

"Ah, I understand now. Just have a seat here, the principal will be with you shortly." she says handing the folder back and returning to her seat at the desk just under the window. I sat down and Toothless did too as we waited close to eight minutes for this principal to exit his office and stand before us.

"You must be...Hunter, right?" the man asked, I only gave a nod to him. "I spoke with your mother yesterday afternoon about it, and also informed me about Toothless. I don't mind him bein' here as long as he's controlled," the man stated.

"Don't worry, he's a trained dog. I took him out this morning before we came here, he'll be okay until lunch time." I replied, the man smiled at me-seeming to accept the answer.

"Come into my office and we'll get you all squared away to start here," he offered, I stood up and followed him to his office with Toothless following me. I sighed lightly when I took a seat in the chair in front of his desk and Toothless sat back on his hind legs beside me, I reached over and rubbed his head slightly as he leaned into it. "Well, for starters, I'm Darren Bludvist-the principal of the school. And my honest hope is that you'll never have to be back in this room-because if you do, it's because you're in trouble," the man introduced with a chuckle.

"No worries there, I'm not here to cause trouble..." I informed him calmly, extending my hand when he did the same with his, "Hunter Ostberg," I greeted him with a firm hand shake.

"Always good to hear. So, few things for you: guide book of phone numbers to the school offices, rules, information, important dates, etc. There's a few forms for you parents to sign such as medical information, medications you can take, allergies to foods, and what not. There's obviously no smoking anywhere in the building, and no drinking permitted at all on the school grounds. There are designated areas you can smoke, mainly it's the staff who does. There's a small handful of students who smoke-you're mother told me that you do, which is why I'm letting you know." Mr. Bludvist informed me.

"Thanks, so...I just head to those locations if I want to smoke or are there only certain times I can?" I asked curiously, Thank Thor my mom and I stopped at the gas station so I could pick up a new pack and lighter.

"Well, we prefer it not to be done during class time so if you can resist the urge until a class break or lunch, it's much appreciated-however, each classroom has a door that can lead outside so if you need a smoke break-just let your teacher know and he or she will let you out a minute or two to take a few drags," Mr. Bludvist said, I nodded understanding now. "Now, our school runs from 7:00am to 3:00pm-after school activities can go as late as 5pm. Sports have their own schedule-if you play any or are interested in signing up. Every student is required to take the five main subjects and physical education/health, anything after that is an extra to fill the schedule slots." he continued to explain.

"So an eight hour day, how many blocks?" I asked.

"Seven. Each class is about an hour long, including lunch. You get five minutes between classes to use your locker and get to next class. Seniors can eat in the cafeteria or outside the main office field, I'm sure you saw it on your way in," he mentioned as I nodded. "I'm trying to get your schedule up now but these darn computers are awful," Mr. Bludvist chuckled a bit.

"May I?" I offered, he quirked a brow but slid back some in his chair as I moved towards his computer and checked to see what the problem was: freezing and glitching out. "Looks like a virus to me, sir. I can fix it if you like-if it affects one then it likely affects them all," I told him.

"Could you really?" he asked, I nodded as he motioned to go ahead so I put hands on the keys and started bringing up a few things, running a full system scan-when nothing came up there, I started checking folders I knew a standard security software couldn't locate due to administrator properties. I bypassed all that with a few codes, located the virus's coding and deleted the entire thing from the computer and then looked back at him.

"No wonder the scan couldn't find it, it was buried in the mainframe files. I'm gonna restart your entire system, you might warn your staff not to worry if their computers restart automatically..." I suggested. He nodded picking up the phone from from beside him and pressed a button towards the bottom.

"Attention staff, all computers are about to undergo an automatic reset to fix an underlying issue. Please do not panic and call the office if everything shuts down. I ask everyone saves their work and logs out now, I'll give you five minutes. Thank you," the man announced. I nodded and stepped back and gave it the five minutes before pressing a key on the keyboard and resetting it. This total process took about fifteen minutes-but when it was done, I had the principal log back in and bring up the program he'd been using. Already he noticed how much faster everything was with no issues. I returned to my spot as he smiled. "Thank you, Hunter. Pretty useful skill ya have there," he admitted.

I merely shrugged, "I would also not make the wifi here free to the students. Everyone linked to one network can slow it down, the students should have their own network to be on, a separate router so to speak." I informed him as he nodded, seeming to take the idea into consideration. He printed out my new schedule and and handed it to me as I looked over it to see my classes and at what time they'd be at.

7:00-8:00am: Algebra with Mrs. Sylvana Sevmar in C-11

8:05-9:00am: Science with Mr. Steven Sunders in A-5

9:05-10:00am: Language Arts with Mr. Maxwell Mayers in D-6

10:05-11:00am: Physical Education/Health with Mr. Raymond Wood in Gymnasium or G-1

11:05am-12:00pm: Study Hall with Mr. Anthony Cortez in B-3

12:05-1:00pm: Lunch in Cafeteria(A-2) or Senior Field

1:05-2:00pm: History with Miss. Selby Groves in F-8

2:05-3:00pm: Music with Ms. Amanda Christy in E-4

Didn't seem so bad, easy enough. I wondered how hard the classes would be-not that I was worried. Even with everything that happened in my life, my grades had never suffered much. I maintained a A or B average-always had. "The school is set up like a big square and all your classes are on the first level. Juniors and Seniors share it while Freshman and Sophomore use the second level. This hall we're in now is A Hall, this also holds the nurse's office just past this door, then across the hall is the guidance office, and the computer lab beside that. Come, I'll give you a tour and show you where your locker is while I take you to your first class. Well, I suppose it would be your third class." Mr. Bludvist offered. I nodded following him out of the room after collecting all the things he'd given me and we stepped out of the office after he told the secretary he would return shortly.

I looked around, seemed to be set up like a big square. Well, that was my guess anyway. "This down here is A Hall, office is A-1, cafeteria is A-2, nurse is A-3, Guidance is A-6, Computer lab A-7. Everything after is classrooms for Juniors and Seniors. If you go right down this was is the D Hall, and down that small hallway is G Hall where the Gym and Health rooms are. Continuing down this way is F Hall all the way at the end and take a right. Going right will take you down the C Hall. Another corner end of that going right again will take you to B Hall. End of A Hall going left will take you to B Hall also. Big square if you would. Oh, and the library is in A Hall as well-all the way at the end. Look for the door that says A-12." he explained.

"So I was right, a square. Seems simple enough," I stated now understanding.

"Correct. Your locker is in..." he asked, I checked the paper now.

"Um, D-Hall. Locker two hundred and fifty ..." I replied, he nodded leading me down D Hall now and to a locker that was stationed on the second row against the wall.

"Here we are. Two fifty, and I assume you have a lock for it? I let your mother know that all students lock it their own way?" Mr. Bludvist asked me. I nodded reaching my bag over and pulling out a blue lock that appeared to have a light bulb on the front. I felt the principal's eyes on me as I put the lock on the locker and then scanned a dark blue card that was on my keyring in front of it as the flash on the front turned green and opened. "Never seen one like that before," he mentioned.

"It's high grade. Anyone tries to tamper with it-I'll get a message sent to my phone, as well it will start flashing red." I told him as I locked it once more and put my keys in my pocket looking at him.

"Interesting. Well, you can carry your bag today to get all your books-but tomorrow I expect the locker used. Now, let's get you to class, Hunter." Mr. Bludvist smiled at me as I nodded and he took me just a few doors down to D-6 where my Language Arts class was being held, Toothless followed beside me-keeping guard as he always did. He was more than my helper, he was my best friend-we'd been through a lot together in the last few years. I stopped when the principal did, he knocked on the door and waited a moment.

"Principal Bludvist, how nice of you to stop by." the teacher-who I assumed was Mr. Mayers-said gently.

"I'm just dropping off your new student, Mr. Mayers," Mr. Bludvist smiled as he stepped in and I followed him when me motioned me to come in as well. "This is Hunter, just starting today." the man introduced me. So many faces, at least twenty one staring at me like intently. It made him uncomfortable and not fond memories start playing at the back of his mind.

"Ah, welcome then, Hunter. Please, come on in more. We'll get you a book and seat to sit in," Mr. Mayers smiled at me, I stepped in more now and that's when I heard gasps-assuming they now saw Toothless who had been behind me originally. "Um, Mr. Bludvist, you did tell him no pets, right?" the teacher added.

Now the principal looked at me to explain, I sighed some. "He's a service dog, Mr. Mayers. I have permission to have him with me at all times..." I explained calmly.

"That is not a dog, it's a freakin' wolf..." stated one of the male students sitting middle of the room-he had brown hair and blue eyes.

"I have to agree with, Sonny here...that is not a dog, Mr. Bludvist." Said Mr. Mayers.

"He is rather large to be one. I don't much about it, why not ask his owner?" Mr. Bludvist remarked now with his hands over his chest.

"Fair enough. Hunter, would you...please explain?" his language arts teacher asked calmly.

"I suppose if I must," I closed my eyes some, "Toothless, sit." I commanded my friend, he rubbed his head under my hand and then sat down as told. "You're half right on him being a wolf. My dog is a husky and gray wolf mix, often called a wolf dog or wolf hybrid."

"And if I may, why in the name of Odin do you need a service animal?" Mr. Mayers asked curiously. Toothless looked up at me and I gave him a smile to reassure him that I was okay as I bent down some and rolled up my pant leg to show them the prosthetic I had going from just under the knee to the foot as I heard more gasps. "Oh my," the teacher said, "How did that-" Toothless began to growl at him and he stopped as I fixed my pant leg and stood up straight again.

"Settle boy," I told Toothless as he did-but kept his eyes on the teacher, "Sorry, he's a little protective over the matter since he was with me when it happened." I informed him.

"Understandable, what...did happen if I can ask?" Mr. Bludvist questioned now.

"It was a bad accident and my leg couldn't be saved. I really don't feel like going into more detail than that if it's all the same to you, sir." I told him calmly.

"Of course. It's personal-we won't overstep that. Well, I think I should leave you to start class and I'll check on ya later to see how you're adjusting. Hunter here has assured me the dog is trained and won't be a problem during school time," Mr. Bludvist stated now as he then left the room and shut the door. I still felt all eyes on me and hated it.

"I assume he won't be leaving your side?" Mr. Mayers asked, I shook my head. "Well I'll place you by the window then and he can lay at your feet. Would you be okay sitting in the back? Not sure how good your vision and hearing are..."

"Perfect hearing and twenty-eight vision, sir." I responded as he blinked and went to say something, "Yes, I know. It's considered perfect vision. If you'd like my medical files, I have them on me to confirm it..." I tell him.

"Um, no need. Just shocking is all, I guess the back would be perfect for you then." Mr. Mayers said handing me a book and pointing to the desk that was open towards the back. The desks weren't actually desks, they were tables that sat two people per-I was now beside a young woman with blond hair and blue eyes. "Well now, that's all set. We were just reading until the end of class-but since you're new...would you like to tell us about yourself?"

"That depends on what you wanna know?" I arched a brow now.

"Where you're from, how old are you, birthday?..." said one of the students.

"Came from the main island about a month ago, living with my mother in an apartment in Berk now. I'm seventeen, turning eighteen in November on the 11th." I stated.

"What of your father?" asked a male with long blond hair and blue eyes. My eyes narrowed a bit as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"He died three years ago," I remarked coldly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." said the girl beside me.

"Don't worry about it. I hated him anyway," I said as a few people were shocked at the boldness of me outright saying I hated my father. "I don't want to discuss this anymore," I added.

"O-Of course. My apologies, Hunter." Mr. Mayers said quickly, I just waved it off. "Miss. Hofferson, why don't you show Hunter the chapter we're reading over so he can get started?" the girl beside me nodded to him.

"It's chapter six, page sixty two..." she tells me as I just open the page up and glance down at the book, this was all shit I already knew. "I'm...Amy Hofferson. If no one else has said it yet, welcome to Berk Isle High." she offered a smile and her hand to me. I relaxed myself slightly with a deep breath and shook hers with a nod.

"Hunter Ostberg," I introduced myself. We separated hands and looked back to our books-I really just wanted to go home. I'd only been here about thirty minutes and was done with today. What other choice did I have to go though? As my mother said: this was my second chance at a new life, and as much as I hated what it involved, I had to suck it up and deal with it for the next seven months until I graduated. Thus began a very long day for me and Toothless-it was a new start for us.