"Wow, look at that girl over there; she looks so beautiful!"

A group of young Vikings were walking around the village until the blond girl pointed at someone from afar. "Astrid, my dear, dear Astrid. That for which you see-th over yonder is...alas, a mere dragon." A blond boy with long hair stated dramatically.

"No Tuffnut, that's a girl! Blue hair and everything! Can't you guys see her?" Astrid persisted.

"All I see is a Deadly Nadder staring back at you." Snorted the shortest boy with them.

"Snotlout," Astrid gave the boy a menacing glare.

"Or maybe Astrid is right? Maybe it is a girl?" The tallest among them mumbled nervously.

"Duh, of course that dragon is a girl Fishlegs. Can't you guys tell?" The other blond girl dropped her shoulders.

"M-Maybe Ruffnut and Fishlegs are both right."

"Where are you getting at now Hiccup?" Snotlout groaned.

"I mean well, only Astrid can see that dragon as a girl right? Maybe..."

Hiccup didn't have to continue as everyone's eyes widened when they faced the teen sized Nadder approaching Astrid cautiously at first. Astrid's face formed the biggest smile Hiccup has ever seen and hugged the Nadder with all her might.

That was the first dragon half their group has encountered.

The second one was Snotlout since he was jealous that Astrid found hers before him. The moment his eyes connected with a Monstrous Nightmare, Hiccup knew that Nightmare will be smacking Snotlout with his tail for the rest of their lives.

Ruffnut and Tuffnut both met theirs not too long after Snotlout. At first, they complained how it was a Zippleback and why they always have to share everything but in the end, the four of them were the best/worst troublemakers of Berk.

Fishlegs bonded with a Gronckle after the adults saved a group of Gronckles from Dragon Trappers. They've never separated since then.

This leaves us with Hiccup, who hasn't found his own dragon half yet...

Within a span of two years, things were different with Hiccup. Now at eight years old, he became the only person without their half. Some weren't surprised and others didn't care, especially the ones in his age group.

"Ow!" Hiccup held his nose after he accidentally bumped into a wooden cart.

"Oh, it's the loser without a dragon! Haha!" Hiccup raised his head to see Snotlout, Tuffnut, Ruffnut and Astrid. He knew that Fishlegs was fishing with his dad so that's why he wasn't with them.

"Only the cool kids that have dragons should be hanging around here!" Snotlout continued with a smirk on his face.

"Like really. Why are you even here?" Ruffnut tilted her head, wondering what on earth Hiccup is up to now.

"Your own dad doesn't pay attention to you because you don't have a dragon!" Tuffnut snorted at that fact since it was true. However, Hiccup didn't want to think about his father at this moment.

"I'll find mines! Just you wait and see! They'll be the coolest dragon ever!" Hiccup boasted out loud with pride. He knew deep inside himself that whoever his other half is would be the best dragon in the world to him.

"Hah! I bet he'll never get a dragon or worse off, they're probably dead!" Snotlout spread his arms out with a devious smile, knowing that he was angering Hiccup on purpose.

"Snotlout, that's not how it works-"

"Yeah, whoever that dragon is, probably doesn't want to find you. Haha!" Snotlout laughed cutting off Astrid's intervention.

That hit a nerve for Hiccup as he shouted, "My dragon isn't dead!" He stomped his feet firmly on the ground resenting the very fact that his other half is no more.

"Alright kids, back it up, back it up." Gobber interrupted quickly before Snotlout lunged himself at Hiccup. He just happened to pass by at the right time to see the kids belittling Hiccup. "Go to yer dragons. Hiccup, you come with me."

"Bleh!" Snotlout stuck out his tongue as he and the others left at Gobber's order.

With a tender smile, Gobber placed his hooked hand on Hiccup's shoulder. "Now come on lad, don't let what they say get to ya. Let's head to the forge."

Hiccup pouted as he watched Snotlout and the others from a far reuniting with their dragons. He then glanced back at Gobber and removed his prosthetic hand. "Maybe later. I'm going to the forest." He ran off towards the forest before Gobber could say another word. The older Viking sighed as he allowed the young Hiccup go.

"I wanna find my dragon."

Hiccup stormed off into the woods and hunched himself on top of a rock. At first he was determined to go on a search for them but he started to contemplate on the previous words he heard. "They're not dead..." He mumbled. "But what if they don't want to find me? What if they don't want me either?" He hugged his knees together and was about to whimper until he heard a strange squeal from a far.

His head perked to the direction he heard the sound from and went towards it. He continued hearing those squeaks until his eyes landed on a young Terrible Terror. "What's wrong?" He stretched out his hand gently and the hatchling happily nuzzled his head towards Hiccup's hand. Hiccup smiled as he couldn't help but pet the small dragon.

The small Terror lifted their head to the tall cliff where Hiccup saw an adult Terrible Terror stuck under a tree trunk that fell on the dragon. "Is that your mom? We gotta help her!"

Instantly, the young Terror followed Hiccup up to the cliff with some struggling. With the mountainous rocks that Hiccup had to climb, the Terror latched himself on Hiccup's shoulder while he climbed up the rocks. He was frail and there were a couple of times where he almost slid off the rocks but Hiccup kept on going until the baby Terror and him made it to the top.

"Don't worry, we'll get you out!" Hiccup mustered all of his strength to push the trunk with his small body, however, it wouldn't budge. There was a small opening near the trapped Terror but she couldn't roll over to the space without tearing off her wing.

"Can you breathe fire?" He asked the small Terror and they yipped happily in response. "See that branch there?" Hiccup didn't even need to continue since the Terror spat out a tiny flame that soon set the tree trunk on fire. Once the tree began to burn, Hiccup grabbed the mother Terror and pulled her out quickly before either of them could get burnt.

"See! All better!" Hiccup smiled bringing the Terror back to her child and they both chirped in thanks. "Trolls must've done that…You two need to be careful next time. Trolls can be very scary." Both dragons didn't understand the Troll part of course but they circled around Hiccup with joy until the ground suddenly vibrated.

"What was that?" Hiccup hugged his arms as the older Terror began to growl.

A Timberjack landed on top of the cliff they were on. However, the force of the large dragon caused the cliff to collapse. Hiccup didn't realize that it was that delicate until the ground beneath him began breaking apart. He stumbled when he tried to stand but he heard another roar, this time from below.

"A Timberjack nest!?" Hiccup shrieked in realization but it was already too late.

His footing failed him and the Terror's, the cliff broke apart entirely as the three fell down, only for another Timberjack, presumably the other's mate look up surprised at the falling three. The two dragons must be returning to their nest from their hunt but Hiccup didn't notice it in time. Frightened by the falling human and dragon's, the Timberjack below spat out its flame directly at them and flew away before they were flung towards them.

Hiccup screamed at the incoming flames.

"Hiccup! Hiccup!" Gobber yelled in the forest late at night. He and Hiccup's father were searching for the kid when he didn't return after dark.

"Where did that boy go?"

"Don't worry Stoick, the lad will be fine! He's probably got lost and-" Gobber stopped his reassurance with a gasp and Stoick quickly swerved his head to him.

"Gobber, why did ya stop?" Stoick froze when his eyes landed at the view afar, showing a seriously injured Hiccup sprawled on the floor and the Terrible Terrors guarding him. The Timberjacks were also there but the tension between the two was apologetic more than anything else. They kept their distance away from Hiccup but they were also guarding the child just like the Terror's. "HICCUP!"

With his injuries and terrible burns, the two Vikings rushed back to Gothi as fast as they could once they confirmed Hiccup's weak breathing. When they got to her, she took a glance at his burnt leg with a solemn look in her eyes. She knew from how it was infected, the bones that were heavily damaged and the severity of the burn that it'll never function normally again. So on that night, Hiccup had no choice but to lose his left leg.

Everyone knew how Berk is cold and frigid but it inexplicably has good weather at times despite all the claims. Hiccup can explain his homeland better than anyone else, with all the dragons and the Vikings he lives with. They've been with together with the dragons for generations upon generations. Hailing down from the tales of Hiccup the First, until now.

Hiccup's days as a ten-year-old were spent at the forge where he would forge weapons, devices, and tools along with Gobber...when he wasn't tending to other dragon matters. Hiccup slumped himself in his seat as he watched everyone walk along with their dragon partners. He saw one of the dragons shape-shifting to their human form but it was a blur in his eyes. It was like his world was incomplete when the flurry of dragons in their Hybrid forms was bustling around.

The Hybrid dragon's that gathered in the corner were planning a great fishing trip which Hiccup chuckled warmly at. They were still a blur in his eyes until those group of dragons reverted back to their original forms to fly out into the ocean.

"At least I don't have to put up with dragons every day." He sighed enviously. He even saw his previous friends walking along with their dragons and not bothering to bat an eye at Hiccup. Absorbed in whatever conversation they were in, Hiccup shook his head and tried to distract himself with the new metal leg he's making.

His current prosthetic was covered with a boot and his pants that were stitched on the boot in a way so he appeared to have a normal leg. Gobber, his dad, and Gothi are the only ones who knew of his lost limb since he was self-conscious of the way he appeared to the villagers. He doesn't have his other dragon half and he's a weakling compared to his father. He didn't want the stares from the villagers to worsen with his lost leg so he covered it up as best as he could.

"Awww, cheer up Hiccup!" Gobber came from the entrance of the forge and slapped Hiccup's back with his one hand, making him fall off from his chair. "You'll see their human forms someday!"

Hiccup coughed as he sat back up. "Yeah right. You know if I can't find my dragon half, I can never see them. You know that Gobber! Everyone else already got their dragons...even Gustav, and he's younger than me! This is so not fair."

"And that's why you're officially promoted as a Dragon Stable Boy!"

As someone who didn't want to mingle with dragons, his obvious overreaction to that was: "WHAT?!"

"I know you've been lonely watching everyone else having fun with their dragons so I think this is the best way to fix that problem!" As if on cue, Gobber's Hotburple entered the forge only to plop himself on the ground to rest. Gobber patted his head with a smile.

"Wow, the best way to fix the only kid the village who doesn't have a dragon half is to make him work with everyone's dragons AND be a laughing stock? No way. I mean look, Dad has TWO dragon halves. While me? Nothing! And I'm supposed to be the next Chief when no one will even look at me? Yeah, let's rub in the fact that I don't have my dragon half!"

"Rub a dub dub, as long as I'm not in the tub!" Gobber sang. "You'll do fine Hiccup. You've always gotten along with dragons! The one fer ya will fly in eventually."

"Right, I might as well be stuck with a singing Terrible Terror."

"Hey, the ones that sing are good for the nights at the pub! But think of it this way Hiccup: There are a lot of wild dragons that don't have their halves, just like you! Surely you can forge some bonds with them?"

Hiccup took a minute to wonder about it knowing how true it was. He knew the ones that were kept in the stables were just as hard working as the dragons who have already found and bonded with their human halves. Just like him though, they were also alone. "Okay Gobber, I'll do it." He conceded with a smile.

"Great! Now come along, Grump and I will show you the ropes."

Hiccup now at fifteen years of age, was still working as a Dragon Stable boy while being Gobber's Blacksmith apprentice.

However, he still hasn't found his half. Especially since foreign dragons have been attacking their village lately...

"It's probably the work of a Queen. She must have nested somewhere near here."

Hiccup pressed his ears against the doors while the adults were having their meeting. He was curious as to how they would solve the problem, knowing that they always resorted to violence. He wouldn't want any dragon to be killed.

"Now Spitelout, everyone calm down! Let's hear what Gothi has to say!" Hiccup heard his father's booming voice echo in the great hall and the whispers were calmed.

He heard Gothi scribbling on the sand with her staff and Gobber's provided the translation: "She says we can lure in the dragons with the nip and capture them! The more dragons on our side the better!"

"But what if it doesn't work? We have that Night Fury swarming around too! They're just as strong as the rest of them!" Spitelout retorted.

"Well Gothi says it'll be fine. What do you think Stoick?" Gobber asked his old friend.

"I'll tell Thornado and Skullcrusher to relocate the dragons until we've catch the wild ones in the next raid. You'll be divided into groups: One group will help evacuate our dragons so they don't get near the nip, the others will place the dragon nip in the usual area until the wild ones attack." Everyone fell silent as if none of them wanted to do any work towards capturing more dragons. Stoick sighed, "Alright, whoever doesn't help has to look after Hiccup."

Hiccup's stomach clenched when he heard everyone get up from their chairs exclaiming which part they'll do to help. He couldn't believe his father used him as a ploy to get everyone working.

"Who would want a future Chief that can't even see Hybrids?" Hiccup heard them gossiping.

"His father even has two dragons! Most likely he'll end up with a Terror with how frail he is."

"Yeah, his scrawny limbs can't do much help around here. And he build's these strange thingamabobs."

"I don't know what goes on in that child's head."

"Yeah, the only redeeming thing is that he's good with all dragons but that's nothing if he can't see their other forms."

He had enough so he left before any of them could open the main doors. He ran back over to his place knowing it was late at night and crawled into his bed.

It wasn't until a few weeks after the meeting that the next raid happened. It wasn't much of a raid however since most of the dragons easily took the nip as bait and the adults wrangled them up into the stables. Hiccup and the all of the other kids were asleep so they weren't able to participate.

He got up the next morning and made his way over to the stables to quickly get his duties out of the way. He heard extra dragon growling and roars the more he approached.

"Ah, Hiccup! Come here, I got the perfect job for ya!" Hiccup saw Gobber by the entrance, waving his metallic hammer arm at him.

"Why does it sound like another job involving your ear wax on everyone's saddles again? You know Fishlegs is allergic to it." Hiccup slouched his shoulders, preparing for something outrageous.

"No not that…well maybe later but, great news! Spitelout and the others managed to catch all of the dragons, including that Night Fury!"

"What?! No way. We're talking about the Night Fury! The offspring of Lightning and Death itself, the fastest dragon to ever grace the world of Vikings!"

"He was all over the dragon nip and we caught him while he was still rubbing himself on it. Although, it's been in the most terrible of moods since he woke up not too long ago, same with all the other dragons we caught. Since yer on duty, try not to get killed."

"That's basically a ticket for getting me killed. Thanks, Gobber," Hiccup rolled his eyes in 'appreciation'.

"Anytime! Teaching people to work on the job is my specialty! Now go do that hand thing of yours and make them like us so it'll save us from training them all."

"It's not a 'hand thing' it's when you put your trust to the dragon that you want to reach out to. Do you think their halves are around here?"

"Nonsense Hiccup. I've never heard of a Night Fury Hybrid let alone one with a human half. The rest of 'em are definitely from the wild, no human halves from what I see."

"What makes you say that?"

"It's just a feelin' you get when you can look at him is all. Dragons can't turn into their Hybrid forms without their human halves anyway. Now off ye go now. We got hungry dragons to feed." He nudged Hiccup towards the carts of fish and the small teen grumbled.

Hiccup went through almost all the dragons in the stables one by one...or two if you count the Zippleback heads. He cleaned their stables while they ate and he replaced all of their water. All of the dragons were well behaved around Hiccup, but it wasn't because he's tended to them for so long. Ever since he was young, dragons naturally liked Hiccup's scent for some odd reason. Just like that baby Terrible Terror that he helped when he was younger and they're notorious for biting someone's nose the moment someone goes near one.

This included the wild dragons they caught recently. Hiccup expected them to be cautious around him or their Queen still having control over them, but they were as docile as newborn kittens. They kept nuzzling themselves against Hiccup until he had to leave, which made them sulk. The teen had no other choice but to stay with a few of them for a bit longer than expected.

When the wild dragons were pacified, he managed to leave them as gently as he could. He finally arrived at the final stable at the end of the hallway. He can already hear the growls of the Night Fury who probably caught his scent when he entered.

Hiccup exhaled as he peered at the cart of fish that was in front of him. "Well, I better go lose another limb now." He calmed himself with sarcasm as he tread towards the Night Fury's gate. He then gasped and his jaw dropped when he took a look inside.

Instead of a roaring black dragon readying to devour him, he saw a guy around his age. He was glaring at Hiccup angrily as if his wrath had been incurred by the god Loki himself.

Acid green eyes and bright emerald eyes connected as they stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity.

"What...? Isn't there supposed to be a Night Fury in there?" Hiccup mumbled, unaware that the person inside the stable heard every word. "How did you get in there?"

The person didn't respond vocally but his eyes visibly widened, clearly surprised by Hiccup's choice of words and his unwavering stance. Hiccup placed his hands on his hips and released a sigh. He checked the shadows behind the person but couldn't see anything within its depths. "Figures, Gobber was trying to mess with me after all. Don't worry I'll get you out, hold on. Which key is this one for again?" He murmured while scavenging through numerous keys that were lodged into his pocket. There were several dragon stables he could easily slide open but there were still a few that had to be opened by a key.

"I don't think Gobber would put someone like you up to this. Probably Snotlout, do you know him? He's a bit on the short side and claims he's the most beautiful man to ever grace the realm of Vikings. Funny right?" Hiccup began to ramble, attempting to converse with the guy. He fumbled as he tried each key since he never opened this particular stable before.

He didn't respond back to Hiccup but he titled his head in the most curious manner while lifting his eyebrow. "You know, I haven't seen you before. Are you new here? From another tribe? I don't blame you for getting lost but make sure not to bump into the Nut twins and their dragons, they can easily get you into trouble. Speaking of dragons, I'm sure you have your half here right? Are they here somewhere or you haven't found yours yet?"

The black haired guy parted his lips slightly, still dumbfounded by Hiccup but then he shut them back tight when Hiccup took another look at him.

"Silent huh? Do you even understand what I'm saying?" Hiccup asked but before he could usher out a reply, the fifth key he tried managed to unlock the gate. "Finally! Come on, let's get out of here. I'll explain to Gobber what happened. He's not that bad. Maybe he can help you out too-"

The slightly taller teen tackled Hiccup to the ground the minute he entered into the stable. Hiccup fell onto his back and the black haired teen hovered over him. His hands were placed next to Hiccup's shoulders ensuring that he wouldn't escape.

"You..." He finally spoke and his warm breath tickled Hiccup's neck. His eyes pierced at Hiccup's, mercilessly hunting him like prey.

"Uh, yeah? I am...me?" Hiccup managed to recover his voice to reply in the lamest way possible.

"You can see this form?"

"What do you mean? Of course I can see you. Unless this is a new way of introducing yourself to other people." His face grew warm when the other person didn't remove himself from this suggestible position. "Uh, do you mind if we um, not in the stable? Pinning me in a claustrophobic space like this isn't the best way to talk to someone."

Hiccup watch him pull back ever so slightly. Carefully, Hiccup drops his guard and slowly try to sit back up.

A flash of black wings sprouted from the assailant's back involuntarily causing Hiccup to fall back against the floor in aghast. He began breathing heavily when he saw those wings curve towards the owner's chest and Hiccup took a good look at him once he made more sense of the person in front of him.

"And if I refuse?" His voice was smooth and cool but there was a sharp bite in it. As if he was waiting for Hiccup to do something wrong to set him off.

Hiccup couldn't believe he was seeing a dragon Hybrid, for the first time in his life. Everything seemed to click and his vision got brighter. The world became less dull despite the darkness looming behind them. The ear plates twitching above his head, the tail that was swishing back and forth impatiently were as dark as his wings.

"W-Wait...You are...I can see..." Hiccup's speech was jumbled, lips were trembling. He recognized those features that were meticulously detailed in the Book of Dragons by the Great Bork the Bold.

His very first encounter of a Hybrid was a Night Fury. He thought it was all just a dream that he was going to wake up from at any moment and he would continue his mundane life.

Completely overwhelmed and unable to register the sight before him, the only way Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third could react to seeing the very first Hybrid Night Fury in history...

Was by fainting.

Cover image is by Left Mouse on Pixiv.

A few people wondered if I had any other story ideas or plans. This is the only other one I had for HTTYD which is a strange hybrid soulmate AU kinda verse but it's a fleeting/incomplete plot. I don't know if I have enough time to contribute to this one, let alone have a concrete plot for it D: I could just do stand alone chapters based on the concept itself if you guys actually like it. At the moment, all I have are Toothcup fluff scenes in my head over this really, lol; If you guys want to throw some ideas and suggestions for this, feel free. Maybe it'll inspire me somehow. I just posted this to commemorate my move (I have a couple of things to unpack and clean up though). Until then, this fic will currently be put as 'Completed' even though it's not.