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Whelp, it's the time of year to rewatch the Big Four movies, and with the new How to Train Your Dragon movie coming out (which I will not be watching in theaters as to not encourage the unnecessary live-action adaptations trend) I felt it necessary to dive back into this fandom.
This is the first of a finished hijack series I just wrote. It follows Jack's perspective in the main storyline as he recruits the rest of the legendary Big Four members.
It is loosely based on the legendary system established in the Santa Clause movies with their council of legendary beings.
Here is a snippet from the first installment (the one the link links to):
“Hey.” Jack shot the man his most welcoming smile as he flew above him.
“Thanks for the assist.” The man responded as he serenely drifted in the general direction of land. His voice was much different now, a much higher pitch with a slightly dorky accent.
“Yeah, I kinda picked up on that.”
Jack’s stomach flipped. “You’ve heard of me?”
“You’re a guardian, aren’t you? We’ve all heard of you.”
“Oh.” Jack’s skin buzzed with excitement. It had been years since he had run into anyone other than the guardians. “What’s your name? And why were you scaring that ship?”
“I’m Hiccup.” Hiccup lifted his mask to reveal a soft face with brunette hair peeking out from under his helmet. He was cute. It had been forever since Jack had met another humanoid legendary, at least one that was around his age and not…the towering hunk that was North. “Those guys were dragon hunters. They were searching for the hidden world.”
“And you protect this…hidden world?” Jack leaned on his staff to get closer to Hiccup.
“Yep. That’s my job. Protect dragons.” There was something sad in Hiccup’s eyes, something incomplete, something missing.
“You’re lonely, aren’t you?” Jack shouldn’t have said that. He didn’t want to scare the guy away, but, his social skills had really suffered over the centuries. Hiccup opened his mouth to protest but Jack couldn’t end on that note. “I mean we all are! Every legendary.”
Hiccup’s defenses deflated. “Even you? But you have the Guardians?”
“We don’t really hang out. We all have jobs to do that keep us busy.” Jack shrugged. “So…what are you doing now? Why are you floating? Do you control the water like Moana? Aren’t you cold?” His eyes grew as his smile widened.
“No.” Hiccup frowned, but a slight smirk told Jack he was amused. “Isn’t Moana just friends with the water in that movie?” He shook his head, getting back on track. “I’m not cold. I can feel temperatures, but I can’t be impacted by them.” Jack had always assumed the other legendaries were just as sensitive to temperature as he was to heat, but apparently it was the other way around. Legendaries were as insensitive to temperatures as he was to cold. “And I’m floating because I have no other way to get back to land and I’m already dead, I can’t drown.”
“Oh…has no one told you? We can die.”
“What!? How did you figure that out?” Jack held his hands to shield his face. “Nevermind! I don’t wanna know! Where are you going next?”
“You’re bored aren’t you?” Hiccup’s smirk was a full grin at this point.
“Wow, my reputation truly does precede me.”
