(Normal pov)

Upon arriving at the Boneheads arena, Hiccup ignored the looks that he was receiving, he had only one task right now- gaining Gunnolf's trust. The guards showed Hiccup where their weapons were located, the boy took out a sword, throwing knives, a bow and a quiver full arrows. Once he received his desired weaponry, he began to train, he'd start with thirty minutes of stretches to warm him up, once he was limber he started with his sword, slashing, stabbing and he even summoned the guards that escorted him to be his sparring partners.

Hiccup dodged, swatted and parried every attack that was thrown his way, he kept an eye on his opponents, they circled him and thrust their spears toward him, Hiccup ducked under the strikes and grabbed one of the spear heads, snapped it off the pole that once used to be a spear and slashed it across one of the guards legs; causing him to back away while clutching his bleeding leg. The second guard tried stabbing Hiccup with his own spear, but Hiccup grabbed it, snapped the head of the spear off the pole and tackled the guard and proceeded to unleash a flurry of punches across the mans face, beating him into a bloody pulp.

Hiccup was seeing a different face.

In his mind, he was seeing Snotlout and everyone else that hurt him, he didn't realize however that he was close to beating the man to death, he only stopped when a hand grabbed his wrist. Hiccup snarled in outrage at being interrupted, he turned to see who interrupted him, and was surprised to see a girl that was his age. And she was gorgeous. She had dirty blond hair that was done in braided ponytail, her amber eyes glowed in the morning sunlight, and she had a look of fascination.

"I think you've got him friend." She said in a stern voice, Hiccup yanked his hand out of her hold and stood up to look around the arena to see both the adults and teens shocked and bewildered faces. The former Hooligan prince looked at this girl and wiped off blood spatter on his face. "And who might you be?" He asked, she smiled at him and extended her hand out. "I'm Torvi, I'm one of the greatest warriors of my generation." She said with pride, Torvi then eyed Hiccup from head to toe and hummed, seeing what she needed to see.

"So you're Stocik's son? I thought you'd be bigger, and more bulky." She said, Hiccup rolled his eyes. "I hate to disappoint you Torvi, but I'm nothing like my father and I thank Odin that is not the case." Hiccup sighed and then went toward where targets lined the walls, he pulled out his throwing knives and readied to throw them, but Torvi wasn't done talking.

"You just took down two of the Chieftain Gunnolf's personal guards, they're not easy opponents to defeat, yet you knew where to strike and defeated them both with ease." She said with astonishment. "Tell me Hiccup Haddock, how do you defeat your enemies, since you lack in strength." Torvi's demanding tone reminded Hiccup of Astrid, but she was not Astrid, deciding there was no harm in telling her how he defeated his sparring partners, he revealed his method.

"Vikings rely on brute strength, and in doing so, they reveal weak spots and leave themselves vulnerable for their enemies to inflict critical strikes. I value knowledge, and I use my knowledge to my advantage, I've watched many of the Hairy Hooligans leave themselves vulnerable to dragon attacks during the raids, so I know where to strike and inflict the most damage." Hiccup shrugged as he threw three daggers which struck all three targets he was aiming for. Torvi watched in amazement as Hiccup landed perfect kill shots at the targets, his throwing form was flawless, and his aim even made her jealous.

"So then Torvi, what drove you to become a warrior for the Boneheads?" Hiccup asked with curiosity, the dirty blond girl smirked and answered. "My mother was a great warrior here, she was a ferocious shield maiden and had seen her fair share of wars, conquests and adventures. My mother was my idol, she inspired me to follow in her footsteps." She said with passion, Hiccup raised an eyebrow and asked. "Was? As in your mother has left Midgard and has joined Odin and the Valkyries in Valhalla?" Torvi closed her eyes and nodded. "Gunnolf took my mother and raped her to death, because he was drunk out of his mind." She seethed out, causing Hiccup inhale sharply, he knew what it was like to be sexually abused, he knew painfully well.

"I'm sorry Torvi, I did not mean to reopen old wounds." Hiccup said in a apologetic tone, Torvi however waved his words aside and looked into his eyes. "Many of us have suffered by the hands of Gunnolf, the women most of all. There have been challenges thrown at Gunnolf's way, but our chieftain is unbeatable, no one has even come close to beating him in a challenge for the throne." She said, Hiccup however smirked evilly and looked toward Gunnolf who was talking to some villagers.

"Is that so?" He asked in a sinister tone, Torvi however picked up what he was thinking and scoffed in disbelief. "You? YOU want to challenge Gunnolf for the throne of our tribe?! Hiccup, no offense, but you don't know him, what he's capable." She said in a warning tone, Hiccup however looked back at Gunnolf and replied to Toriv. "No. He doesn't know me or what I'm capable of." The auburn haired boy grabbed his bow and quiver and moved toward archery.

At first, Hiccup was determined to win Gunnolf's trust, but his mind was having all these doubts that he wouldn't honor their deal, so instead he'd challenge Gunnolf for the throne and rule the Boneheaded tribe.

This just got more interesting.

(Hours later)

The entire Bonehead tribe gathered at the arena to witness Hiccup fight, he'd spent the majority of his day training with Torvi, the other teens in the tribe and using guards as sparring partners. Hiccup was on fire and more than ready to get his hands dirty. Gunnolf arrived and sat on his throne, the crowds were giving battle grunts, sending chills of anticipation and eagerness down Hiccup's spine. The Bonehead chieftain then addressed the tribe.

"Hiccup Haddock III is here to show us his prowess in battle. If he lives? He will continue to fight. If he dies? Then he'll receive a warriors death." Gunnolf turned to the guards who were ready to raise the cages. "Open the cages." The guards nodded and raised the cages up, the first group of people Hiccup was tasked to kill were criminals and traitors to the tribe.

Hiccup readied himself, he had his throwing knives strapped to his thighs and had two swords in hand. The boy steadied his beating heart, he was about to kill people for sport. But... these people deserve to die, they had their chance and they threw that away in attempts to undermine and assassinate their chief in a cowardly way.

Hiccup's conscience was begging him to not do this, that killing people isn't the answer, and that if he does this, their blood and their deaths will haunt him until the end of his days. But his thirst for vengeance roared to life, squashing down Hiccup's conscience. This was something that needed to be done if Hiccup wanted to begin his own empire.

"BEGIN!!!"

Gunnolf's words snapped Hiccup out of his thoughts, he saw several of his opponents rush him, the auburn haired boy stabbed his swords in the ground, he then drew out several throwing knives and threw them with precision accuracy; all of the knives struck his opponents in the face, dropping them instantly. One of the criminals brought down a war hammer where Hiccup stood, the boy quickly avoided the deadly strike, he then took out his swords out of the ground and locked his weapons with his hammer.

Two more criminals charged at each of his sides with spears, when they pulled back their spears to stab Hiccup, he jumped above the attacks and the two criminals ended up killing each other, then Hiccup proceeded to decapitate them both, causing the crowd to "oooh" and "ahhh." Hiccup then kicked the criminal with the hammer in the groin, causing him to back off, dodged another swing of his hammer and proceeded to chop off the criminals leg, causing him to scream in agony and clutch his missing limb, Hiccup then drove both his swords in the criminals mouth and heart; causing blood spatter to splash against the boys face.

Hiccup removed his swords out and roared in triumph, causing the Boneheads to cheer and applaud at how quickly Hiccup dispatched his opponents. However, the boy felt as if he had just lost something. a piece of his soul that he would never get back.

There was no turning back now.

(Thirty minutes later)

For the next thirty minutes, Hiccup had killed everyone Gunnolf threw at him. Blood, guts, bile and gore was slick on the ground as the boy decanted heads, removed limbs from bodies, spilled guts open and causing intestines to pile up on the ground. The sight caused many in the crowd to cringe, but in Hiccup's mind, he was seeing everyone that had ever wronged him, and somehow, killing these people made Hiccup giddy, because the boy knew one day that he would kill the Hooligans that wronged him. Every last one of them. When the last of the Boneheads prisoners fell dead, Hiccup was caked in blood and sweat, it should've disgusted the boy, but instead, he felt... powerful. The blood of his enemies was like a mantle of his triumph. A drop of blood slid down Hiccup's face and he watched the blood droplet splat on the ground beneath him, he then released a shuddering breath, while closing his eyes.

"Well well, it seems Hiccup Haddock isn't shy to spill blood! I'm glad! Because you will continue to fight and you will continue to fight for me." Gunnolf's words broke Hiccup out of his thoughts, the boy looked up at the Bonehead chieftain and gave him a confused look. "Excuse me?" He asked, Gunnfolf leaned forward and smirked at the boy. "The way you fight and kill... the look in your eyes tells me that you enjoyed killing these traitors, criminals and those who deserved the end you've given them. So, I've decided to make you our tribes bøddel."

Hiccup however didn't take this news well. "That was not the deal we agreed upon! I will not be your tribes executioner!" He seethed out, Gunnolf shrugged and gave him a smug face. "Well consider the deal we agreed upon changed." Hiccup drew out a throwing knife and threw it toward Gunnolf, it landed an inch above his head, the Bonehead chief bolted from his throne and glared at Hiccup.

"How dare you!!" He snarled out, Hiccup however gave him a challenging look. "I do not take kindly to those who dishonor their word. Chieftain Gunnolf, I challenge you to single combat!" The whole tribe gasped in shock, no one has challenged Gunnolf in years, and of all people to challenge the mighty chief was this boy?

Gunnolf roared with laughter and looked down at Hiccup with a amused face. "Boy. No one has ever come close to defeating me in single combat! You won't stand a chance." He said, Hiccup however threw another throwing knife and it embedded in Gunnolf's bicep, the man yelled in pain and ripped the knife out and glared at Hiccup's face, the smirk on the boys face angered the chief. "You wish to fight me? That is your choice. This will be over too soon." Gunnolf then made his way down to the arena and opened the main gate and drew out his sword as he and Hiccup stared each other down.

"The stakes?" Gunnolf asked, Hiccup licked his lips and answered. "When I win, I rule your people and you'll be drinking ale from Valhalla." Gunnolf scoffed at Hiccup's overconfidence. "We shall see who will go to Valhalla this day boy." The chief let out a ferocious battle cry and charged Hiccup.

(Hiccup's pov)

I waited until Gunnolf was close enough, and then I made my move, I evaded his powerful stab, leaving his exposed back vulnerable, I threw four throwing knives and they all embedded into his back, causing him to roar in pain. He turned around snarled at me, he charged again and raised his sword up high, I then locked both my swords with his, he drove me to my knee as I used every ounce of strength I had to hold off his attack, he bared his teeth at me.

"I'll remove you from the arena and make you my personal slave, and you will work until you drop, and I will make you wish you never came to our lands." He said, I broke our blade lock and slashed his torso then I kicked his wound, causing him to groan in pain, and fall down. I twirled my swords in my hands with ease and looked down at Gunnolf. "Is this all you've got old man? From what I've heard, you destroy your enemies in seconds, yet here I still stand." I taunted him, causing him to slowly get back up and readied himself to attack.

He slashed at my legs, I jumped over his attack, he tried stabbing me, I sidestepped the attack and slashed one of my swords across his face, he roared in pain while he was clutching his now heavily bleeding face, I saw his left eye was gushing blood. Seizing this opportunity, I threw three throwing knives in both his legs, causing him to groan in pain and fall to his knees, I then spilled the mans gut open; his intestines and meal gushed out of his gaping wound, he then threw up a mouthful of blood and bile while coughing heavily.

I then looked to see the amazed, shocked, and bewildered faces of the Bonehead tribe, they were shocked that I defeated their chieftain, I however knew where to strike, each of my attacks was calculated and planned, the result led to an easy victory. I then point my swords at Gunnolf. "I respect you Gunnolf, rest assured, I will make sure that you're remembered, and I will lead the Bonehead tribe into a glorious future, you have my word." I then used both my swords to decapitate the now deceased Gunnolf.

I stabbed my swords into the ground and grabbed Gunnolf's head, the people saw my blood caked body and I then roared out. "As your new chieftain, I will lead you all into a glorious new era! But mark my words, I do not suffer traitors and those who go behind my back will be executed by my own hand!" The people rose from their seats and started giving battle grunts, a dark smile spread across my blood caked face, I threw Gunnolf's head away and extended my arms out.

"Toothless? Can you hear me?" I asked in my mind, almost immediately, my dragon answered me.

::Hiccup!! Thank the moon goddess! Are you hurt?::

I chucked and shook my head. "No, in fact, I challenged the Bonehead chieftain to single combat, and I won. come to me as soon as you can."

::I'm on my way right now::

I sighed heavily and exhaled slowly. With my own power base and tribe under my command, I'd extend my hand to those who despise Berk and we will amass our forces together and wash over Berk like a tidal wave; leaving nothing but ash, blood and bones left in our wake.

"Enjoy your remaining days Berk, when I've raised my army, you'll be wiped off the face of Midgard."

What was left of my old self was now dead. Now? I was willing to do whatever it would take for me to exact my righteous revenge.