I am so obsessed with How to Train Your Dragon! :D It's my favorite movie made by Dreamworks. I am so glad I thought of this because again, I love the movie and I am a big fan of Zutara! I hope you enjoy this

disclaimer: I don't own HTTYD nor do I own ATLA

On an island just between the south pole and the Earth Kingdom was a small village. Surrounding the village were cliffs and trees and surrounding the island was an ocean that went on as far as the eye could see. There were no other islands to be seen from that little island.

This, is my village. It's twelve days North of nothing, and a few degrees South of freezing. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery. My village is, in a word, sturdy. And it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, bending, and a beautiful view of the sunsets. The only problems are the pests. You see, most places have mice or mosquitos. We have...

A koala sheep that was grazing peacefully on a hillside was suddenly snatched up by something large and menacing looking.

...Dragons.

Hearing the roars of the dragons and the men of her village yelling out orders or yelling out battle cries, Katara grabbed her waterskin and ran out of her house. She weaved through the mayhem as men poured out of the buildings, ready for a fight. More dragons swarmed in, setting rooftops alight and hauling off more livestock.

Most people would leave. Not us. We're warriors and benders. We have stubbornness issues. My name's Katara. I know, not really intimidating. But it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off their enemies. Like our charming demeanor wouldn't do that.

The dragons swept back and forth, dodging weapons and blasting the warriors who threw them. A burly warrior got tossed in an explosion, knocking Katara to the ground. The warrior yelled in her face before looking insanely cheerful.

"Mornin'!"

Katara got to her feet and continued to rush past the warriors all of whom were telling her to get back inside. She ignored them. Tonight was the night; she was finally going to fight a dragon! She saw the perfect dragon to fight and opened her waterskin when she suddenly felt herself get yanked backward by the collar of her robe. She didn't even need to look behind her to know who it was. She groaned in annoyance.

"Katara!" Hakoda looked to some men nearby accusingly, "What is she doing out again?" He turned his attention back to Katara who looked back up at him, not even trying to hide her annoyance. "What are you doing out? Get inside!" He pushed her in the direction of the armory and looked to the sky.

That's Hakoda. He's the chief of our village. They say that when he was a baby he took down a dragon with only a knife. Do I believe it? Yes I do.

Hakoda went to his men and asked, "What have we got?"

"Dart Thrower, Tongue Lasher, Wind Arrow, Terra Club." one of the men answered immediately, "Oh, and Tyro saw a Royal Inferno."

"Any Comet Eyes?"

"None so far."

"Good."

Katara ran across an open plaza and ducked into an open building with a tall chimney. She crossed behind a counter, where a tall man with a burn scar on his arm stood, reshaping blades with a hammer and tongs appendage.

"There you are Katara!" said the man

Katara put on her leather apron. "Is Sokka here yet?"

"No, I'm afraid he's not." As soon as he said this a teenaged boy with a Warrior's Wolf Tail ponytail and wearing Water Tribe clothes rushed in the room. His blue eyes were similar to Katara's.

"Ah! There you are Sokka. We were worried you'd been carried off."

Sokka put on a leather apron similar to Katara's and started to put away the man's scattered appendages.

"Who me?" he questioned cockily. "Nah, come on! I'm way too muscular for their taste. They wouldn't know what to do with all this." He struck a pose, flexing his skinny arms.

"They need toothpicks, don't they?" Katara asked with a smirk.

This is Bato. He's a long time friend of Hakoda and we've been his apprentices ever since we were little. Well...littler.

"We move to the lower defenses." Hakoda told his men. "We'll counter-attack with the catapults."

Nearby, a dragon set a building completely on fire.

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

Four teenaged boys rushed to the burning house carrying large buckets of water to douse the flames. Katara leaned out of the stall window to watch them.

Oh and that's Jet, the siblings The Duke and Pipsqueak. And... Hahn. How that moron got to be part of the dragon fighting is just one huge mystery to me. Their job is so much cooler.

Katara tried to join them as they passed, but she was grabbed by Bato and pulled back inside.

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

Bato chuckled. "Oh, you've made a lot of marks. All in the wrong places."

"Please, two minutes. I'll kill a dragon. My life will get so much better. I might even get asked out."

"You can't lift a hammer. You don't use weapons..." Bato picked up a bola and showed it to her. "... you can't even throw one of these."

A passing warrior grabbed it out of Bato's hand and hurled it at a dive-bombing Tongue Lasher. The bola binds its legs, sending it into a heavy crash.

"Okay fine, but..." Katara rushed to the back corner of the stall and presented a small catapult. "...this will throw it for me."

"Where'd you get that?" asked Sokka

"Teo made it for me." Katara opened the hinged lid of the device. An arm sprung up, equipped with twin bows. They prematurely launch a bola, narrowly missing Bato and Sokka and taking out a warrior at the counter. Bato sighed

"See, now this right here is what I'm talking about, Katara."

"If you ever want to get out there to fight dragons, you need to stop all..." Sokka gestured in Katara's general direction. "...this."

"But... you just pointed to all of me." Katara said, confused

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

"Ooohhhh... You're playing a pretty dangerous game! Keeping all this raw bending warrior energy contained. I swear there will be consequences!

Bato tossed her a sword. "We'll take our chances."

Katara took it begrudgingly and placed it onto the grinding wheel.

One day I'll get out there. Because killing a dragon is everything around here. A Wind Arrow head is sure to get me at least noticed. Terra Clubs are tough. Taking down one of those would definitely get me asked out. A Tongue Lasher? Exotic, exciting. Dart Shooters are one of the major deadly ones, they can actually shoot sharp spikes out of their tails.

"They found the sheep!

"Concentrate fire over the lower bank!"

Boulders are catapulted at the Wind Arrows just as a huge red dragon whipped past, spraying the base of the catapult with blue fire.

And then there's the Royal Inferno. Only the best warriors go after those. They breath blue fire and have this nasty habit of setting off lightning when given the chance.

It emerged from the flames, climbing the catapult with a leering, toothy grin.

"Reload!" Hakoda pulled out his club and glared at the dragon. "I'll take care of this." He is about to his it when a loud ballistic moaning streaks overhead. The catapult crew ducked. Katara looked up from her work, reacting to the same sound. She squinted her eyes as she searched for the source of the sound.

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

"COMET EYE!"

"Get down!"

Warriors took shelter as the moaning sound builded. The Royal Inferno suddenly took flight. Hakoda looked skyward for the new dragon.

This thing never steals food, never shows itself, and...

"JUMP!"

The catapult exploded as though hit by an artillery shell sending Hakoda and the crew leaping for their lives.

...never misses. No one has ever killed a Comet Eye. That's why I'm going to be the first.

Bato grabbed his weapons. "Man the fort, Katara, they need me and Sokka out there!"

Sokka paused at the door and turned with a threatening glare and a finger raised. "Stay. Put. There. You know what I mean." He charged into the fray after Bato, hollering.

A smirk crossed Katara's face. She grabbed the mini catapult and wheeled it out of the stall. She pushed through the chaos, once again ignoring the orders the warriors were giving her to get back inside.

The dragons corner a group of koala sheep. As they start to close in Hakoda jumped in, hurling fishnets over them. The surprised dragons have been caught. A dragon blasts a hole through its net but Hakoda clamps his arms around its head, forcing its jaws shut.

"Careful!" he warned the other warriors, "The devils still have some juice in them."

Katara reached a cliff overlooking the smoking catapult and dropped the handles to the ground. She prepared the machine and dropped a bola onto a chamber and then stood at the ready. She listened, her eyes searching the dark sky, hand poised on the trigger.

"Come on." she muttered to herself. "Give me something to shoot at, give me something to shoot at."

Then she heard it. The Comet Eye approached and turned her aim to the defense tower. It was closing in for the final strike, completely camouflaged in the night. The dragon opened its mouth and fired at it, making the tower to fall. The blast of fire illuminated the dragon for a moment but a moment was all Katara needed. She pulled the trigger and the bola was shot into the sky. The sound of it hitting the dragon and the dragon screeching made her smile in excitement.

"Yes! I hit it! Did anybody see that?" As soon as she said this a Dart Thrower slithered up the cliff, growling at her.

"Except for you."

Hakoda was holding down the captured dragons when he heard a scream. He looked up to see Katara running and screaming with a Dart Thrower right behind her. He ran toward her while yelling out to his men.

"DO NOT let them escape!"

The Dart Thrower spat fire at Katara. The flames barely missed her and hit buildings instead. She ducked behind a large pole and the dragon blasted it, spraying fire all around her. She peered around the smoldering post. Unknown to her, the dragon was leering at her on her left, blocking her escape. It takes a deep breath to breath fire at her again but then Hakoda jumped in between them, tackling the Dart Thrower to the ground. They tumbled to the ground and wrestled. The dragon tried to spit fire at him, but could only cough up smoke. Hakoda smirked.

"You're all out." He repeatedly hit the dragon in the face, and a net covered it, capturing it. He turned to look at Katara who was still standing behind the pole.

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

The burnt pole collapsed, sending the massive iron basket sitting atop it crashing. It bounced down the hill, destroying things in its path and scattering the warriors who were holding down the netted dragons. The freed dragons escaped with several livestock in their claws.

Katara cringed at this. "Sorry...dad."

Hakoda watched the dragons leave with their catch before glaring at Katara who was looking very sheepish.

"Okay, but I hit a Comet Eye."

Not listening, Hakoda grabbed Katara by the arm and hauled her away.

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

He stopped dragging his daughter and turned to face her. "STOP! Just...stop."

The villagers stared at the two, completely silent.

"Every time you step outside, disaster follows. Can you not see that I have bigger problems? Winter's almost here and I have an entire village to feed!"

Katara looked around at the villagers. All eyes were on her. She looked back up at her dad.

"I'm really sorry Dad."

"Why can't you follow the simplest orders?" he asked, exasperated.

"I can't stop myself." she said, "I see danger and I have to just... fight, you know? It's who I am, Dad."

"You are many things, Katara. But a warrior is not one of them."

This stung Katara. She looked around to see many nods of agreement coming from the villagers.

"Get back to the house." Hakoda looked at Bato who stood with Sokka. "Make sure she gets there. I have her mess to clean up."

Bato and Sokka led the sad and embarrased Katara toward home. They passed the teen fire brigade. Hahn snickered.

"Quite the performance." he said to Katara who could only glare.

The three headed up toward a large house which stood prominently on the hill above the others.

"I really did hit one." Katara told Bato and Sokka

Sokka rolled his eyes and nodded. "Sure, Katara."

"He never listens."

"Well, it runs in the family." said Bato

"And when he does, it's always with this... disappointed scowl. Like someone skipped the meat in his meal." She then started to imitate Hakoda. "Excuse me, waitress. 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."

Sokka looked annoyed. "Hey I'm his kid too!"

"You're point?"

"Katara, you're thinking about this all wrong." said Bato. "It's not so much what you look like. It's what's inside that he can't stand."

Katara stared at him in disbelief. "Thank you, for summing that up."

"Look, the point is, stop trying so hard to be something you're not."

The waterbender sighed heavily.

"I just want to be one of you guys." she said before entering the house.

Bato and Sokka watched her go inside with sympathy and turned to go. Unknown to them, Katara had ran straight out the back door and was running off into the woods looking determined.

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