Hiccup's POV

(5 years before the events in Phantasm)

The warm sunlight hit my face and I grumbled while pulling the blanket closer. It was another five minutes of trying to get back to sleep, and not succeeding that I lazily made my way out of bed. I look at the digital clock on the nightstand to see that is was already 8 o'clock.

After taking a bath and trying to tame the auburn mop on my head with little to no success I head down to the kitchen. I see dad already seated at the table munching on a piece of toast while happily reading the newspaper.

"Morning. What's got you in such a good mood this morning?" I ask. "You're normally grouchy until after your second cup of coffee."

"Morning son. Gobber showed me the plans for the Dragons Edge Tower's security system last night." Stoick tells me. "I must say it was impressive."

I give dad a weak smile. There was no way I was going to tell him that it was my design that I had asked Gobber to show him. The last time I tried I was shot down without him even glancing at it.

I look at Skullcrusher, dad's bonded dragon, who had just entered the huge kitchen as I was buttering my piece of toast. Dad must have seen me look at his dragon because he said to me "Don't worry Hiccup I'm sure you'll find your bonded dragon in no time, and then you can follow your old man's footsteps."

"Dad you know that some people don't meet their dragons until they are way older." I tell him. "I just don't think you should get your hopes up about me going to the hero academy."

"I might not even want to go to the academy." I mumble.

"Nonsense Hiccup. Yer a Haddock, you'll get your special bonded dragon in no time, and then you'll be a defender of this city just like I was."

"Haven't you ever thought that I might want to do something else with my life." I grounded out, annoyed that dad never listened.

"Hiccup we will not be having this discussion again." Dad said with exasperation. "I don't want to hear about your inventions. They cause nothing but chaos."

I groan in frustration. "You never listen to me. It's always what you want!! Can't my opinion matter!! Can't I get some respect around here!!" I yell while grabbing a few pieces of toast.

"Hiccup where are ye going!!" Dad yelled back.

"For a walk!" I respond and slam the kitchen door.

I take a walk to the local park while angrily munching on the pieces of toast. It was the same discussion I had with dad and other family members.

Before I knew it I had walked into a deeper part of the park. It was mostly silent except for the voices in the distance shouting. A bush rustled nearby and I let out a scream as a jet black dragon jumped out. His teeth were bared, and his eyes were slits.

I slowly back away not trying to make any threatening moves. "Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." I tell the dragon trying to calm him down.

The dragon is still wary of me but his head shoots up in the direction of the voices who are getting louder. I realize that those people are approaching our location.

"Hey" I say catching the dragon's attention again. He growls at me in warning but doesn't look like he wants to barbeque me anymore. "They're after you aren't they?"

I receive a nod of confirmation, and look around me. They would spot him in the bushes. I then look higher and see the dense trees. "Can you hide up there?" I ask. The dragon looks at the large trees and then back to me. He quickly flies up into one and I see that the leafs managed to cover him quite effectively.

It's a good thing because soon four brawny boys came upon my location. I'd recognized them from when I graduated High school early.

"Hey look if it isn't the egghead." One of the guys said.

"You were the one screaming just now right?" Another asked.

"Eh... Yeah.. I tripped on a tree root." I told them quickly.

"Still as clumsy as ever heh." Was said. "We taught you'd seen the dragon nearby."

"Shh Eddie. He doesn't need to know?" Was said by the others.

"Dragon?" I ask.

The others sigh. "Yeah some weird dragon we spotted. Thought we find him and have him bond with one of us." Eddie replied gesturing between himself and one of his other friends who hasn't gotten a dragon yet.

"You can't just force a dragon to bond with you." I tell them, which earns me loud laughter.

"That's why your still a dragonless fishbone. You may have been a genius and graduated early but you'll never get a dragon." Another of Eddie's friends comments.

"Look, just don't get in our way stringbean." Was said and the boys departed to search another section of the park.

I watch the retreating figures and when they were out of sight I call up to the tree. "They're gone now!"

I was expecting the dragon to jump down or fly away. I wasn't expecting him to surprise me by hanging upside down from a branch while giving me a gummy smile.

"Hmmm......... Toothless?" I ask confused. "I thought you had teeth?"

The dragon jumps down from the tree and shows me his retractable teeth.

"Wow...... Didn't expect that." I say while watching his twitching ears. "Just what kind of dragon are you?" I ask but then suddenly he starts to growl in the direction behind me.

I turn and see the four guys from before running straight for us.

"See I told you he was lying!!" One of them yelled. "Let's teach the brat a lesson."

"Toothless run!!" I scream and we both take off at our fastest possible speed, which sadly for me wasn't that much. I looked back and saw those guys gaining on me but before they could reach me I see Toothless coming straight at me from the side.

Before I knew it Toothless and I had merged and I had instinctively taken to the sky.

When the sudden rush of merging died down I found myself floating above fluffy white clouds. The city looked so small from here. I'd also noticed that my clothes had changed. Instead of my normal brown colored khaki pants and light green t-shirt I was now wearing black leather armor along with a black coat that looked like it was made of dragon scales with slits for the two bat like wings which were currently keeping me afloat. A black tinted visor also covered my eyes shielding it from the glare of the sun.

"You are definitely no ordinary dragon." I mumble to myself, and was surprised when I heard a happy roar in my head. I'd heard that some dragon species could telepathically communicate with their humans which narrowed the list down considerably.

I receive several images telepathically from Toothless, who grumbled at the name but accepted it, showing me what type of dragon he was.

"Wow" I say. "I didn't know Night Furies still existed. No one's seen any in 300 years."

Soon Toothless and I were soaring through the sky. Well Toothless took over flying as I nearly flew into a flock of migrating geese...... twice.

"This is amazing!!" I yell while holding my arms out. Suddenly a purple blast shoots from my hands. The blast goes straight up and almost hits another flock of geese. "My bad!!" I yell, Toothless and I fly away quickly not wanting to get pecked at by angry geese.

It was nearing twilight when Toothless and I decided to land and head home. I was ecstatic about showing dad Toothless. Maybe now he would listen to me.

As we were descending I noticed a pack of Night Terrors chasing a lone Terrible Terror who was having trouble flying. I shot a small purple blast as a warning shot in their direction, and upon the Night Terrors spotting me they fled knowing that they wouldn't win if a fight occurred.

The Terrible Terror was swaying a bit and I noticed that his wing was hurt. I quickly scooped up the Terror and decided I'd take him home to mend the wing.

Toothless and I separate as we land in the backyard of my home. "Can you wait here bud?" I ask Toothless. "I just need to get this guy fixed up and I want to surprise dad."

I receive an affirmative nod and quickly head inside. What I didn't expect when I got to the living room was seeing dad and uncle Spitelout.

Dad noticed the Terrible Terror which had now comfortably curled around my neck.

"Hiccup! You have a Terror?!" Dad asked astonished.

"Well I found him and..." I say but couldn't finish, because dad went off about how I could be the only Haddock with a Terror.

"What's so bad about having a Terror?!" I asked incensed.

"What's so bad is that now all my plans for sending you to the Hero academy are ruined." Dad answered. "I just can't believe my son is so.... so ordinary."

"First off. I didn't want to go to the Hero academy, and second who says that someone bonded to a Terror can't be a hero." I yell angrily.

Dad got up shaking his head negatively. "Hiccup a superhero is something that you'll never be now." He said while he and uncle Spitelout walked to the den.

I was furious but then I remembered the little Terror. "Let's get you fixed up." I tell him, receiving a lazy yawn in return.

Time passed quickly after that. Dad for the most part ignored me now. Sometimes I could still hear him muttering about how he couldn't believe I was so ordinary. 'If only he knew.' I think to myself. I had at this point given up on pleasing the man.

I decided to keep Toothless a secret, and at night we would go flying together. The little green Terror, which I called Sharpshot, decided to stay around. He would often perch on my head or curl around my neck, which gave the other people the impression that e really was my bonded dragon.

Toothless was a little jealous at first and tried to jump on me as well but his weight nearly crushed me. But soon he didn't mind at all and even allowed Sharpshot to lay on his head when we rested.

It was one such night that I was coming back from our flight when I spotted two of dad's aides speaking in hushed tones in the drawing room. They must have just had a late night meeting.

I overheard them talking about a rumor that a Night Fury had appeared in Berk, and that it was imperative to get that dragon for their benefactor.

I had already hidden from view when they appeared in the doorway heading out of the house, but they had stopped their conversation. So someone was after Toothless. Who and why I didn't know but I had to find out.

I needed to keep Toothless save and do some serious digging. I had a feeling that the information would only be found in the criminal underground.

I had first thought to pose as an enigmatic hero but I quickly realized that the heroes had to adhere to a code of conduct because they were constantly in the public eye, and crooks and other villains would be reluctant to give them information.

Then the idea hit me. I already had the best cover identity I needed. No one would suspect me at all. I smirk. "Dad did say I wouldn't be a superhero. So why not a super villain." I mutter to myself. "Time to set my own plan into action."