Author's Note: Hello everyone this is my first "How to Tran your Dragon and Games of Thrones" crossover I hope you like it Enjoy!

House Haddock:

Stoick Haddock, King of the Barbaric Archipelago

Wife: Valerie Tully (now Haddock) (Valka)

Son: Haldon Haddock (Hiccup)

Words: "A man protects his own"

House Stark:

Eddard (Ned) Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North

Wife: Catelyn Tully (now Stark)

Children in order:

Robb Stark Jon Snow (Lyanna Stark's son but Ned took him in as his bastard)

Sansa Stark

Brandon (Bran) Stark

Arya Stark

Rickon Stark

Words: "Winter is coming"

House Arryn:

Jon Arryn, Lord of the Eyrie, Warden of the East, Hand of the King

Wife: Lysa Tully (now Arryn)

Son: Robin Arryn

Words: "As High as Honor"

House Tully:

Hoster Tully Lord of Riverrun, Lord Paramount of the Trident

Wife: Minisa Tully

Children:

Catelyn Tully

Valerie Tully (Valka)

Edmure Tully

Lysa Tully

Words: "Family, Duty, Honor"

My name is Haldon Haddock, the Third of my name, Prince of the Barbaric Archipelago, Keeper of Peace, Trainer of Dragons, The Unscorched, The Dragon in the North, and Slayer of the Red Death. This is my story.

This world wasn't always so small and petty. Thousands of years ago while the rest of men prayed to gods, the Valyrians became them. Through magic of sheer will, they mastered the greatest creatures in history.

A horse grants man dominion over land, a ship over the sea, but dragons gave us the sky , and everything and everyone beneath it.

At its height my ancestors ruled the known world. Whatever parts we didn't weren't worth knowing. Our capital of Valyria shamed the magnificent cities of the east, for hammers and chisels were no match for dragon-fire and sorcery. It was a city and an empire built to last until the end of time.

It didn't.

400 years ago the Doom fell on Valyria, a volcanic eruption cracked the mountains like eggs. Lakes and rivers boiled.

Fountains of fire, ash and smoke spewed from the ground so high and so hot that even dragons burned in flight the land splintered and the angry sea rushed in.

In hours the greatest city in history became history.

My ancestors didn't burn or drown with the rest of their race. Twelve years before the doom two low born houses abandoned the capital. My family, house Haddock and house Targaryen.

Aenar Targaryen and my ancestor Haeserys Haddock were best friends growing up in Valyria.
Legends claim that Aenar's daughter foresaw the destruction of the city in a dream, but in actuality Aenar got Haeserys involved in some mishap in court, so the two decided to live in exile than face execution.

The two houses spit off to find their own way. House Targaryen landed on a grim looking island while House Haddock sailed and flew North.

Haeserys and his family found an archipelago far north of Essos, some islands were already inhabited, but one in particular stood out.
This island was vast, it had no beaches it looked as if it had risen out of the water. No ship could pass the treacherous rocks around it, except they didn't need ships to get to it.

With arts now lost to the world, we transformed the island into Dragon's Edge, a fortress fit for the last Dragonlords and their dragons. For a time we prospered, until some thing happened.

The dragons left us.

Without the help of the dragons, we suffered, but one man took charge and led our people to conquer to wilderness. His name was Vrael Haddock.

He was descendant of Valyrians and Giants. The natives of the archipelago were an interbreed of man and giants. Despite their great size they were fast, agile and ferocious in battle.

Vrael would not sit idle and let his people suffer, they would thrive on, with or without the dragons. They leveled forest, they mined in the mountains and built boats to sail the world. Vrael was an honorable man and would never be forgotten. It is because of him that the words of my house became "A man protects his own."

Years after Vrael's death disaster struck, the Dragons had returned and started raiding the archipelago, taking all the livestock and fish they could grab. That was when the 300 year war with the Dragons started, some people would have the sense to move away, but we Vikings, as we called ourselves had stubbornness issues.

Teenagers were trained to kill dragons as a symbol of adulthood, but I was different, I was smaller than the other kids, a hiccup if you will. You would think that someone descended from giants would be bigger, right?

Well no, I was small, but I was smart and I used my brain to build things, things I could use to kill dragons so I would fit in, but it would never happen.

One night when the dragons raided us I shot down the most feared Dragon in the archipelago, the Night Fury. There were many different kinds of dragons in all shapes and sizes; we have a book documenting every species, except for the Night Fury. This dragon is fast, illusive, and never misses a shot. It makes a shrill noise as it flies through the air ready to strike, but no one has ever seen one. You can imagine my surprise when I found it in the woods.

I couldn't bear to kill such an amazing creature, so I let it go, it was later I found it in a cove, it had lost a tail fin in the fall. I felt bad for the creature and made it my mission to make sure it flew again. I began visiting the cove every day and gradually befriended the fury. In time made a new tail-fin, but it could only be controlled through the saddle. The flight tests were rough on the both of us but in time we were in sync. I named him Tannløs after his retractable teeth, it means Toothless in Valyrian, and we've been inseparable since. The bond between man and Dragon can never be broken.

The time came when I had to kill a dragon in the arena as everyone watched. I couldn't do it so I flew away with Tannløs and traveled the world. I was the only one besides my father and a few others to ever leave the archipelago. I traveled from Westeros to Essos and I learned many things even made some new friends.

I traveled to the Citadel and read books about the Targaryens and how they used the dragons to conquer the Seven Kingdoms, I also read about the Mad King. There were many good things in the world, but they could not compare to the evil things men did. Slavery, murder, treason, disloyalty, it was everywhere I went. When I turned 17 two years after I left Dragon's Edge, I traveled to the city of Pentos and witnessed unspeakable atrocities.

I was walking through the streets of Pentos when I heard screaming, I looked up and saw a girl running from a guard, without thinking I ran as fast as I could after them. I went down the alley and saw the guard on top of the girl trying to take advantage of her. I grabbed the man around his waist and suplex him onto his neck, breaking it, he was dead. I looked at the girl and saw that her skin was like chocolate and her hair long and curly. She got up and thanked me, but she had nowhere to go, I decided to take her with me on my travels, her name was Zuri, and she was kidnapped from the Island of Naath and sold as a slave. Within the year we fell in love and got married, it was time for me to go home and save The Edge, with everything I learned I could make the archipelago a great place for dragons and humans to live once-more.

So we flew, we flew all the way to Dragon's Edge. When we got there the village was in the middle of a dragon raid. Tannløs scared off the Dragons ending the raid, when I landed and revealed myself to my people, instead of attacking me like I thought they would, they welcomed me with open arms. I've never seen them so happy; my father nearly crushed me with his hug. They were impressed by how tall I'd become, and they were fascinated by my wife.

Now that the raid was over they all looked to me to end the war once and for all. So Zuri and I hopped onto Tannløs and took off after the dragons. It was a long and cold flight but suddenly it got warm, we had passed the archipelago's borders and came upon a wall of foggy smoke, a deep rumble came from it. We had made it this far, there was no use in turning back so I urged Tannløs forward and we flew into the abyss.

As we continued on it became even warmer and there was more activity. Suddenly we were surrounded by dragons carrying livestock and fish, but something was wrong with them. They all seemed to be in a trance, even Tannløs. We came upon a huge volcano and inside the dragons dropped the food down the center, not even taking a single bite. They all backed away from the hole afraid, I wondered what for, until a Gronckle regurgitated a single fish.

There was a huge roar that echoed in my head and suddenly a huge pair of jaws shot out from the lava pit and swallowed the dragon whole.

This was no ordinary dragon. This was a monster. Zuri had screamed in fear alerting the beast of our presence. The red monster snapped at us, but Tannløs was already airborne and quickly flying to the exit. The rest of the dragons flew for their lives to escape the beast.

Whatever that thing was it needed to be destroyed, the world wasn't safe with it around. We quickly flew back to Dragon's Edge and informed my father what had taken place. Everyone was afraid take up arms and fight, despite to plan I had, some thought I was insane for suggesting such a thing, but it was the only way, we had to fight the beast or the 'Red Death' as I called it.

I suggested we take three ships with catapults and train some people to ride dragons, to lure the Red Death into the open and finish it off. Despite protest from the people my father allowed it.

While he had the ships ready I quickly found some eager recruits ready to fly dragons. Zuri of course, my friends Fredrick Ingerman, Eragon Bromson, Raegys Malmar, the twins Roulette and Tuffner Thorston, and my cousin Stephan Jorgenson.

They each chose their own dragons from the Arena and I began training them.

Zuri chose a black male Razorwhip and named him Makucha.

Fred chose a female Gronckle and named her Meatlug.

Eragon chose a blue female Brightscales he calls Saphira.

Raegys bonded with a red Singetail called Perzys.

The twins got two twin-adult Scuttleclaws named Phobos and Daemos.

While Stephan got a bright red Monstrous Nightmare named Hookfang.

Because of time I had them use chain harnesses to hold on as they flew. The ships were ready and the time to attack was at hand.

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Zuri- means 'beautiful' in Swahili.

Makucha is a male Razorwhip that is black metallic in color; his name means 'Claw' in Swahili.

Fredrick- Fishlegs

Eragon from the book

Perzys – flame in Valyrian

Roulette-Ruffnut- her Dragon: Phobos

Tuffner-Tuffnut- his Dragon: Daemos

Stephan- Snotlout