(Normal pov)

The following morning, Hiccup woke up to the feeling of sunlight warming his skin, the boy rose and stretched his limbs, he laid eyes on Toothless, who too just woke up. "Morning bud." The Night Fury nuzzled into his humans touch, the boy scratched the dragons chin.

Hiccup bathed for the day and had it warmed, thanks to Toothless lighting the water. The boy slid in the bath and sighed in comfort, he began scrubbing his armpits with a bar of soap, and other body parts. Once the boy finished bathing, he dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist, he heard knocking on the door to his room.

"Enter."

The door opened to reveal two girls his age: Enobaria, she had blond hair which was done in Ghana braids, she was a true Berserker warrior and Dagur's girlfriend. The second was Alva who was of the Bjmolf tribe, she had brunette hair done in a Dutch braid mohawk. "Lord Haddock." They bowed before him, Hiccup removed his towel to dry his hair and women blushed slightly at the sight of his cock.

Hiccup threw the towel on his bed and put on his pants. "Ladies. Rise." He said, the girls roses and had their arms behind their backs. "What can I do for you?" Hiccup asked as he was strapping on his leather armor, the girls looked at each other and Alva spoke. "We await your next orders. We will spread word of it to the army." Hiccup strapped the last piece of armor on his forearms and looked toward his female companions.

"Tell them to hold this position for the time being, use of best dragon riders to scour the lands beyond our base and seek other land to take, I myself will take Toothless and clutch of dragon riders to to see if there are more castles and villages to sack. Let it be done." The two females bowed and exited their leaders room, Hiccup sighed and looked out the window, they had vast numbers, but intellect and tactics is what Hiccup would have to rely on the most in these unknown lands.

He wanted to earn his warriors trust, he wanted them to benefit from this campaign; so they could return to the Archipelago as Viking legends. Their victories would mount and it would reach word back to Berk, Snotlout's reign would be spat upon, only if Hiccup and his army play their parts right.

"C'mon bud, lets eat, we've got a long day ahead of us." The Night Fury followed his rider and they descended down the stairs to see his warriors assembling and preparing for the day.

Hiccup fed Toothless two baskets full of fish, which the dragon devoured in minutes, Hiccup too made sure to have enough food in his stomach to last for hours. Once the two had finished their meals, they went outside to be greeted by the dragon riders to accompany him. The dragons were outfitted in Gronckle Iron, they made sets of this armor to make sure the dragons were comfortable in it, which they were.

"My brothers. Our task is scout the land beyond the land which we have taken and find others like it, while our brothers and women hold our base here, we will see this done. We go!" Hiccup and Toothless shot up toward the heavens, and the dragon riders followed their leader to see their task completed.

(Kingdom of Wessex)

Alfred the Great was in prayer with his people, they'd been in prayer for an hour that morning, asking God to give them guide them and wisdom, unfortunately one of the priests, approached the king and whispered in his ear, Alfred looked at the priest then finished his prayer and dismiss himself.

"These people saw pagans take the lands of Norwich?" Alfred asked, the priest nodded. "Yes lord, there were only three who survived the attack of the town outside the castle of the lord who occupied it." The king and priest entered the palace courtyard and found knights and healers offering the survivors food, water and medical attention.

Upon seeing the king of Wessex, the survivors bowed their heads, Alfred knelt before them and asked gently. "Can you tell of these pagans? What form of language did they use? What are their numbers?" One of the survivors choked out. "There were thousands of them. I-I believe their language was Norse, judging by their accents." Alfred nodded. Northman in Europe? Alfred had heard stories that the Northman were some of the most barbaric and bloodthirsty beings on this earth. Yet all can be saved, even the most vile of pagans.

Alfred turned to a knight that stood at 6'3 and was the general of the kings army. "General Saxon." The general approached his king. "My lord?" Alfred clicked his tongue and spoke. "I need you to have your men scout out the taken lands of Norwich and learn what we're up against." Saxon nodded. "With respect lord, it will take weeks to arrive at Norwich, and if these pagans have conquered more land, they could arrive at our gates within the same time." Alfred nodded but waved off the generals concern.

"General, we have a massive army, London is days ride from here, I will send word for them in assistance in defending Wessex, see your task to completion, and may God bless you and your men with the strength needed for this journey.." General Saxon bowed. "By your word my lord." Saxon gathered his swiftest riders and prepared for the journey ahead of him.

Alfred sighed and ordered his knights to see the survivors of the massacre tended to at all times, the king walked out of the courtyard and returned to prayer. They'd need God's help in these dire times.

(Hiccup's pov)

We've been flying for hours and landed by a fresh water spring to take a thirty minute break, I pulled out jerky strips and a loaf of bread and began eating, I knew that sooner or later that where ever we were, the hierarchy of this kingdom would send its army to retake their lands back, my cartographers would be mapping out the lands and add them to our own map. The lands here were rich, a fine addition to the Viking kingdom.

"Lord Haddock, may I join you?" I looked up to see who we call Sven one eye, due to him losing it while fighting dragons in the Archipelago, I nodded and gestured him to sit, once he sat down, he began eating and then looked at me. "May I ask you a question lord?" I swallowed the food in my mouth and took a drink of water from my canteen and nodded, Sven asked what was on his mind. "Do you have a woman back on Berk?" I smiled and nodded. "I do." Sven smiled and nodded.

"What do you call her?" I sighed and answered. "Astrid Freyja Hofferson." Sven raised an eyebrow. "Does she live up to the name of divine beauty?" I always knew Astrid was beautiful, not just her looks but her fiery personality, her loyalty and the warrior she was trained and bred to be. "She does. I wish to return to her once our work here is done." Sven tossed a bone away after picking the meat off of it and smiled at his leader. "I pray to the Allfather that you do return to her lord." Hiccup nodded in thanks.

Toothless fired a plasma bolt into the spring and several fish landed on the ground, flopping around, the Night Fury had three and warbled to the other dragons to have the rest, the armored dragons growled in thanks to the alpha species and eat the bounty of fish. I climbed back on Toothless and and turned to my riders. "Come, we must keep moving." Sven barked orders for the others to mount up, with that we continued flying. The weather was a cool sunny day, the light breeze felt amazing and the skies were clear, I looked down to see more green and forests, it reminded me of Berk, whenever I'd get beaten by Snotlout and my other bullies I'd venture into the forests and clear my mind, he even thought about his mother during one of the times he evaded further beating from Snotlout.

Those days seemed like a lifetime ago.

(Flashback—five years ago)

"Where'd Useless go?"

"Find him!! He couldn't have gone far."

Hiccup hid behind a tree and waited until the footsteps of his bullies faded, he sighed in relief and he ventured deeper into the forest. Why did they have to pick on him? Why? Was he cured by Loki? Perhaps. It didn't make sense why Snotlout would treat him the way that he did, they're family. But he supposed Snotlout had his reasons, because their fathers weren't one the best of terms, they had many disagreements on how the village should be run and Spitelout had believed that he himself should've been king, not Stoick.

Hiccup then entered a beautiful cove, a pond in its center and massive boulders near the gorge, Hiccup climbed up one of the boulders and sighed, he looked up toward the heavens, then he pulled out a stuffed Deadly Nadder, it was gift from his mother, she said that the doll would help him overcome his fear of dragons. Hiccup smiled remembering his mother, though he was an infant at the time, he remembered his mother as clear as day. She was a beautiful woman, gentle and loving, and she was taken from him too soon.

"H-hey mom. I wanted to let you know that I miss you... so much, and so does dad. Tensions rise everyday between dad and Uncle Spitelout, and I know if you were still with us, y-you could possibly speak to Aunt Hertha and she could convince Spitelout to drop this grudge he has between dad..." Hiccup felt tears run down his cheeks and he sobbed out. "A-and... I-I wish you could still be of this world. Many in Berk do believe it or not." Hiccup then placed his stuffed Nadder on the boulder and laughed sadly. "May you rest well mother. Rest." Hiccup then climbed out of the coves exit and returned to the village tear stained and dirty from being roughed around by his bullies.

(Present day-- Hiccup's pov)

I sighed and held back tears, my mother was a true Viking queen and I'd make sure to honor both my deceased parents, by taking back Berk and seeing the traitors deserve the end they deserve.

"My lord! Look!" One of my riders called out, I looked down to see a massive kingdom, Hiccup pulled out a telescope and saw women and children pulling vegetables from the earth and gathering them in baskets and returning inside the walls, the city itself was large, Hiccup then laid eyes on knights patrolling the walls and the streets, word must have returned to these people about their raids. And they've only just begun. One they'd conquer these lands, they'd continue.

"What would you have us do lord?" Sven asked, Hiccup pulled out a piece of paper in his satchel and began writing, he then handed it to Sven, take this to Dagur and the Berserkers, I'll require him, the Lava Louts and Hysterics to take this city. Alvin and the other are to defend our fortress, I would not wish for us to retake what is now ours." Sven nodded and had three riders accompany him back to Norwich, Hiccup and the other riders went into the forest beyond the cities wall to await their reinforcements.

(Viking occupied Norwich)

Sven and the other riders landed in taken castle and returned their dragons to a nearby feeding station for them to feast, the one eyed Viking gathered his fellow riders in search of Dagur.

They entered the main tower and found a handful of men either drinking out whoring, Sven then laid eyes on Cutthroat, the man was three years older than Dagur and Heather, his hair was dirty blond and in a braided man bun, he had goatee and a mustache growing on his face and he was lean with muscle and had the ferocity to match his younger cousin.

"Cutthroat."

The Berserker turned to lay eyes on Sven, he raised a mug at the one eyed Viking. "Sven the one eye! Come, share a drink with me." Sven shook his head. "Another time my friend, I come bearing message from Hiccup." He extended the message to the Berserker, Cutthroat took and read it.

"Cutthroat, I'm in need of you, Dagur and the rest of the Berserkers, Lava Louts and Hysterics to help us take a kingdom we've laid eyes upon.

It's rich with land, cattle, women and treasure, please inform Dagur and Sven will spread word to the other chieftains."

Hiccup

Cutthroat sighed and nodded. "I will see it done." Sven nodded and urged his fellow riders to accompany him. Cutthroat smiled menacingly.

He was always eager to spill blood.