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The Outcast Lands EXTENDED EDITION	By : jopster11 Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 12767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: How to Train Your Dragon and all of it's characters belong to Dreamworks. This story is meant for entertainment purposes alone; no profits should be made off of this story.

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This Story is an extended edition. This contains additional scenes that are not in the original story that I wrote. This is a full length story with added erotic scenes throughout the story. This is not a story about pointless sex, though the story does contain sex scenes. This story has a defined plot. I will post a chapter a day for the next few days until this site is caught up to where I am.
Chapter 1
“We’re being attacked!”
Spitelout’s warning echoed through the entire village. It was a warning that no one ever expected to hear again.
It had been nearly three seasons ago when Berk was last attacked by dragons; that was when Green Death, the dragon queen, controlled a giant flock of dragons to bring food back to her. Since the death of the dragon queen, they had made peace with these dragons, and with all those dragons in the village, hostile dragons usually didn't dare attack the village.
For whatever reason, two belligerent Timberjacks were attacking Berk with an abnormal aggression. All the dragons appeared afraid of them and were, or in the process of, hiding throughout the village. No one expected the dragons to behave so erratic, which further lulled the Vikings into a false sense of security.
There was already major damage done to the village before the first Viking even had an ax in hand; the two dragons were brave enough that they didn't need to be near the other for protection, thus resulting in them causing the most damage possible. Neither dragon was interested in the livestock or any of their food supplies, which was surprising. It was as if these two dragons had a grudge against this village and wanted nothing more but to burn Berk to the ground.
“Prepare the catapults!” Stoick ordered, unable to shake the feeling that he had let his people down by this slow reaction to the attack. He was the Viking chief of this village and was well respected among the Vikings. He had led them into many victorious battles against terrifying dragons, and even some against the Romans. He was given the name Stoick the Vast by his father; It was a name he lived up to fairly well, too. But this attack already gave him the distinct feeling that everything had just fallen apart for him.
“Look out!” One of the Vikings shouted towards Stoick.
He turned to see a low-flying Timberjack coming right for him as fast as his wings would allow. The sight of this beast was unnerving; he had never seen a dragon with such a long wingspan and in flight, its wings were sharper than any weapon they had. Stoick dove onto the ground to avoid being cut in half as the dragon let out a nerve-fraying shriek. The dragon flew right at the catapult, using his right wing to effortlessly slice through the thick wood of the weapon. All the Vikings who were prepping the catapult ran as fast as they could to avoid its collapse, and
Stoick quickly climbed to his feet, his eyes never leaving the dragon as he tried to figure out where it was heading next.
The Timberjack continued to display great intelligence as it raced towards the blacksmith shop. “Not good!”
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“Come on, Hiccup! We’ve got to get on our dragons!" Astrid urged, itching to get into the fight. Astid was Hiccup’s girlfriend and closest friend; they were seldom seen apart. While Hiccup was a shy, laid-back boy, Astrid was completely the opposite. She was overly aggressive, and never backed away from a fight. Even Hiccup was afraid of her from time to time. Female Viking warriors were rare, and she was determined to break that barrier and not become another stereotype; she wanted be viewed and treated as a warrior, not just a Viking girl.
“Just give me a second,” Hiccup replied. “I’ve got to make sure that everyone has access to the weapons." Hiccup was the son of Stoick the Vast, the Viking chief. His life had not been an easy one, being a scrawny and clumsy young Viking from the very start. He and his father didn't have the best relationship for the longest time - awkward and forced at best. His father had been embarrassed by his ineptness, and refused to recognize his intelligence. He believed that wars were won by brute strength, not by smarts.
That all changed when Hiccup befriended a Night Fury named Toothless.
Since opening his father’s eyes to the truth about dragons, their relationship improved vastly, and they had since then made the dragons a part of the village. When they were visited by the legendary Ivar the Fearsome, they had to open his eyes to the truth as well. That proved much more difficult, but showing what he and Toothless could do together against a Shadow Lord, he too came around. Before he left, he bestowed Hiccup with his name: Hiccup the Horrendous.
Since being given that title, life had changed for him; Hiccup had gained new confidence in himself and was proving to be a decent leader. He was given the respect of a leader as well, and he now had a say when it came to wartime strategies. He was the leader of a group of young dragon-riding Vikings, made up of he and Astrid's closest friends. They were a great team that worked well together, and was called often to perform various tasks by his father.
Hiccup was also in charge of the blacksmith shop while Gobber was away in battle. Since he too was off fighting alongside him from time to time, Gobber and Hiccup had come up with a plan to allow free access to the weapon stash when an emergency, like this, ever arose.
“This is wild,” Astrid commented breathlessly, watching with wide eyes as Hiccup frantically searched for the right key to unlock the all the weapon cabinets. “I’ve never seen the dragons act like this. I’ve never seen Timberjacks so aggressive, either. Something has to be up!”
“Yeah, I’ve been thinking the same thing,” Hiccup replied. “Even Toothless is hiding, and he never runs from fight.”
“Astrid, Hiccup, get out of there!” Bitwolf’s voice shouted outside.
Hiccup ran to the window to see a Timberjack coming straight for their shop. Hiccup was taken back; with all the other huts in the area, the dragon had correctly chosen to attack the one that could severely cripple the Vikings. There was no way a dragon could be that intelligent unless it was instructed to do so, but there was no one on the backs of these dragons. None of this made sense.
“We’ve got to get out of here!” Astrid shouted.
“Too late, look out!”
Hiccup and Astrid dove for cover, hiding behind the forging station as the dragon unleashed a stream of red-hot flames into the shop. Astrid and Hiccup tightly coiled themselves as Hiccup hid behind the cast-iron anvil, and Astrid behind a shelf of swords. They couldn't contain their screaming as the flames engulfed the room, the heat, smoke, and bright fire surrounding them.
The dragon's attack on the shop ended quickly, but it was enough to catch the entire building on fire.
When Hiccup and Astrid stood up, the realization that they were trapped in a burning building finally hit them full-on. Flames blocked the way out of the hut as well, adding to their mental panicking. “We’ve got to find a way out of here!”
Hiccup knew she was right - then again, her statement had been pretty obvious. The blacksmith shop was burning quickly, and if they didn't get out soon, the hut would come crashing down upon them. Hiccup coughed as the smoke continued to harshly slip into his lungs; it felt like he was being clutched from the inside of his chest, and his throat was painfully scratchy. “I’ve got an idea! Help me tip this barrel of water over towards that door. ” Hiccup practically croaked, squinting against the harsh smoke and pointing to the rear door which led into his private hangout where most of his crazy inventions were stored.
Astrid had never been in that room; she respected his need for a place to just sit and think. She did, however, know enough about the landscape of the hut. “There’s no way out of here from in there!” she accused, her voice as raspy as his as she had a coughing fit.
“I’ve got a *cough* secret exit. Haven't you ever wondered *cough cough* how I always seem to find a way *cough* outside after being ordered to *cough* stay put?”
“Well, now that you mention it *cough cough*, the thought had *cough* crossed my mind a few *cough* times,” Astrid admitted, barely able to get her sentence out.
Coughing some more and deciding to not talk any more than necessary, they wordlessly positioned themselves behind the barrel of water, pressing their shoulders into it and pushing as hard as they could with their legs.
They managed to get their end of the barrel off the ground, but then it seemed to want to push them right back. Neither of them gave up, pushing even harder, desperate to get out of the extreme heat that felt like it was threatening to melt the skin right off their bones. The barrel finally began to relent, and the weight of the water switched from being a hindrance to an ally. The barrel tipped over, unleashing all of its contents. The water flowed towards the door, causing the surrounding flames to nearly extinguish.
“Let’s go, hurry!” Hiccup rasped, running to the door and pushing it open. Astrid followed him into the room, both of them sighing in relief at the less-smoky air. Hiccup quickly closed the door behind them to buy them a few more seconds, and Astrid looked around at all of Hiccup’s crazy inventions, which were now burning into rubble.
“So where’s, uh...where's the exit?” she asked, coughing some more as the smoke increased little by little until she couldn't feel any more relief from when they'd been in the other room.
“You’re standing on it. ”
Astrid looked underneath her feet to see that she was in fact standing on a wooden panel. She stepped aside so Hiccup could pull it up, smiling sheepishly. “After you,” Hiccup croaked, shielding his eyes with his sleeve as they got more irritated by the smoke.
She didn't hesitate, immediately leaping into the hole in the ground. She found herself in a very narrow underground tunnel; the two of them had to crawl on their hands and knees to get through it, but at least it was much cooler in there. “I have to admit, you’re probably the most undeterred and stubborn person I’ve ever known,” she declared after a few moments, both of them still practically gasping in the clearer air, sucking as much of it into their lungs as they could.
Hiccup smiled; this wasn't the first time he had been told he'd acquired his father’s stubbornness. A few have suggested that he was even more so than his father. Either way, it appeared that his stubbornness was going to save their lives yet again.
When they reached the other end of the tunnel, they found themselves on the outskirt of the village. “Well, now what?” Astrid asked.
“I—I’ve got to stop those dragons!"
“There’s two of those things up there,” Astrid reminded him. “I’m not letting you go up there alone.”
“There you are!” Snotlout said, running up to the two of them. Not far behind him was Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Fishlegs, and Bitwolf.
Snotlout was Hiccup’s cousin, and son to Spitelout. There used to be a time when Snotlout had been jealous of Hiccup’s position to become the next chief of Berk. Because of it, he often tormented Hiccup - he had led the assault of insults towards him before Hiccup met Toothless. That all changed when he started to cheat at dragon training. When Hiccup was caught in the lie, and tried to bring peace between the Vikings and the dragons, he was afraid that he had lost Snotlout’s respect. After a successful battle against Green Death, the respect that they had for each other was solidified. Now, they would do anything to protect each other from harm.
“Let’s go round up our dragons and kick some dragon butt!”
“No, no, the dragons are acting too irrational for all of us to find and get them into the sky. Berk could be burnt to the ground by the time we do.”
“Then we’ll just have to fight them on land! Everyone knows that I’m a deadly dragon killer,” Tuffnut replied as if it were common knowledge.
“No, you’re just a deadly oaf,” Ruffnut replied. She and Tuffnut were identical twins who seldom agreed on anything. They took great pleasure in torturing each other either through words or, on occasion, through fists. Their bickering gotten in the way of a mission on more than one occasion, but both had proven themselves to be great aviaries on their two-headed Hideous Zippleback. Their conflicting natures seemed to fare well when bonding with their dragon; it seemed that the Zippleback related to their indifferences.
“I don't think that's such a good idea,” Fishlegs replied. “We should definitely fight them in the air. That will give us a better chance of victory.”
“I—I—I…” Hiccup’s mind was racing inside of his head. The two Timberjacks was making quick work of the village. “Astrid and I will take care of the Timberjacks. The rest of you see if you can distract them from causing any more damage.”
Bitwolf smiled, seemingly happy to oblige. “Oh, those dragons'll pay attention to me, I promise you,” he replied, waving his double-edged ax in the air enthusiastically. His comment drew some laughter among the others. Fishlegs was the newest member of the team; he had been banished to Berk after his father and he tried to overthrow Ivar the Fearsome. It took some time for him to rebuild the trust of the gang after he betrayed them, but he had managed to do it anyway, and had even become a vital part of the team.
“Good. Be careful, everyone! Everything we think we know about dragons...doesn't seem to apply here,” Hiccup said thoughtfully, earning nods from the others.
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