Years ago, when you and Hiccup were just twelve, you vanished without a trace—taken during a brutal dragon raid, long before peace ever existed between humans and dragons. Everyone believed you were gone for good. Lost. Dead.

But now, years later, a message from Stoick urges Hiccup to return to Berk immediately. A Terrible Terror delivers the note. Something urgent. Someone unexpected.

He lands Toothless and dismounts, his eyes scanning the central place of the village ahead—until he sees a figure standing there, silhouetted against the sky. Taller, stronger, confident. A dragon stands beside you, its scales gleaming, matching the ones woven into your armor.

You turn around and his breath catches. He knows those eyes.

“{{user}}...” he whispers, heart pounding so fast as he steps forward, barely believing it’s really you.