"What!" Stoick shouted, his outburst more of an exclamation than a question.

"There are dragons-"

"Yes, yes! I got that, Snotlout! Prepare the village now. We must attack before they strike!" Stoick interrupts the boy. Snotlout opens his mouth to respond but when Stoick gives him a look he rushes away to complete his task  "Gobber, you get as many weapons as possible to every able body."

"Yes Chief," Gobber nods dutifully and stands and begins hobbling towards the back of the armory.

Stoick's hulking frame stood before Hiccup briefly before brushing past him and heading for the door. "What am I supposed to do?" Hiccup called after his father.

"Just stay out of the way," the stern reply made Hiccup flinch. 

"Pushed to the sidelines again," he mutters to himself with a sigh. "I suppose I should help Gobber hand out the weapons." Hiccup walks towards the nearest wall and reaches out to take down an axe when his eyes land on a small hunting knife that he could carry with ease. Directing his hand downwards, his fingers clasp around the handle of the knife uncertainly. Although, if I can find and kill those dragons secretly before the village gets there, then I will be crowned a hero. Finally I won't be bullied. I will be revered... I will be worthy as a chief's son!

With an idea fresh on his mind, Hiccup snuck away from the building

Sorry about the late update and short chapter, but I am just about to head to bed and work is  catching up with me. Goodnight. Thank you for the votes and reads. I hope you are all enjoying this story so far (even though it isn't much yet..). I will try to update more frequently :)- I also haven't proof read this yet, so I hope it makes sense zZZz