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A Forgotten Whole

By Mayweather

Other / Fantasy

Prologue: The Beginning of the End

AN: It is Here!

My newest installment of my previous fanfiction My First Half! I'm very excited for this one because I did a lot of research and had some help from Johnnylee619 on continuity problems as I was watching Race to the Edge Mini-Season 2 (that's the next 13 episodes for season 3 of dragons).

So long story short, Mayweather has to remember who she is as she starts from scratch, that being retraining dragons, retraining her mind processes, and everything else that needs to be retrained. She also becomes Hiccup, more specifically a parallel to him in the very first movie, as Hiccup is a social outcast because he wasn't a 'viking' to the society on Berk. Mayweather is socially an outcast because everyone has advanced to learning about dragons, and she doesn't have those abilities because of memory lost. She wants to learn about dragons, and her drive is extreme desire, but she's still struggling to do that. Stoick helps her along the way and so does Gobber.

And also you might notice that there might be big gaps and such on what happened within those three years. I will fit those things into the story, otherwise I might do a prequel to the sequel type of third installment... or would that be an 2 and a half sort of thing XD. Anyways, this is my prologue, and hopefully this story is a success.

Somewhere Within The Ocean

His brittled hair had shook as the wind blown. He carried his staff and his sheep Fungus under his arm. He had muttered something about where were going to live, what they were going to do, and how they were going to do it. He looked over to Alvin the Treacherous, chief of the once 'proud' and 'unafraid' Outcasts. He was hunched over a barely-breathing 18 year old. Her hair long, going up to her ankles. The eyes that once looked to him for advice and help… were now closed. Her back was bruised from a hard impact, and so she laid there in the arms… of her father.

The only dragons that were of reach was Flystorm and Groundsplitter. The pair had flew over the main ship

"What a mess this is…." Mildew said, his legs wobbly from the ship's constant swaying of waves crashing lightly on it. "The Outcasts have been thwarted by a dragon… and not just any dragon…. a skrill…"

"What are you getting at?" Alvin said, turning around to see the small and feeble man.

"I'm just statin' the facts: we have only have two dragons, no island to go to, Dagur has escaped from jail, and most importantly no dragon trainer," he said, referring to Mayweather. Alvin looked at his incapacitated daughter, she needed to be held. He had scooped her up in his arms. He had fixed her heavy hair aside to see her. "We need to find shelter," Alvin said.

"I think I know where we need to go…" Mildew said. Alvin was willing to take any suggestions. He had signaled his men on the other boats to follow him.

The Isle of Night

Mayweather was supported by a log from a Loki tree. She was covered with fur, as Mildew had to skillfully undo her attire without looking at Mayweather's chest. She had Lichtenberg figures, large branches crawling from the center of her back to her all the way to her arms. She was resting now, moving her eyes rarely, a sign that she was alive. The Outcast men were collecting supplies wood, food, and water for what was to be a long recovery.

Alvin had looked at his daughter, resting alone in her private area. He had an elbow on his leg, a hand on the other, his face looking hard at her. Mildew was eating boar the men found, Flystorm squawking for a piece. "Don't even think about it you hungry wyvern," he said wagging a finger. The green and yellow dragon had nudged hi nah waited until he finished eating so he himself can eat.

"Quiet," Alvin said, looking at his daughter.

Mildew had sighed heavily. "Alvin its no use, she's not going to wake up, not even a damn thunderstorm will wake her up," Mildew said.

"I said quiet! Its bad enough me own island is left unguarded because of a skrill, I don't need you to bare on the fact my child can be dead within the next few hours!" he said.

"Its not my fault you're child leaped in to take the shot and nearly smashed her head in, and its definitely not my fault your child was playing scabbard the sword with Dagur!" Mildew said, striking a nerve in Alvin. With that Alvin had nearly lunged at Mildew, but the men restrained him.

"You're lucky my men are, otherwise I'd take your head off with me barehands," he said.

"Say what you want about me, you know its the truth," Mildew said, eating his boar.

Hours passed, and not a single white of the eye had shined across the fire from Mayweather. Mildew had fell asleep, his sheep used as a pillow. Alvin, however, was still awake, looking into the fire. The men were on guard so if the skrill were to come they were to fight it off. Alvin only hoped his only child was alive. Those three years of knowing a proud and amazing girl-turned-woman, could possibly be the first and last years he knew of her. What could he make of this can only determined on what he should do with Mayweather, that is if she survived this ordeal?

What if she were to live.. what could he do… would he love her more? Cherish his time with her? Even so much as treat her like an equal? And what if she were to pass? Would he inform Stoick and the children of Mayweather's passing?

Alvin had sighed in defeat as didn't know what to think. He could only pray to the gods to give Mayweather life… but if not, then give him answers.

Mildew was then woken up by his sheep kicking his face. The old man had rubbed his face and shook his head.

"Serves you right," Alvin said, his grudge still at Mildew.

"Piss off," he said. "Still waiting on her to wake up I see…"

"Oh what do you care…" Alvin spat at. "You didn't like her; you never gave her a chance."

"And neither did you! When you found out she was your daughter she-"

"Enough!" he said as he whispered it. "I don't want to hear any of this…" he said, looking at Mayweather again.

Morning

Alvin had barely had any sleep, watching Mayweather for any close movements. She was still on her back, not one inch moved since laying her down. Alvin had gotten up and walked to her slowly. Every step he took was the scariest ones yet. To know whether or not your only flesh and blood was alive or not. Alvin had kneeled down and had placed a hand on her shoulder.

A quick mewl of pain had emerged between her lip, and became intervals every other second. Her arms had fidgeted at the slightest touch, and her body was in pain. Alvin looked at her in shock. It was bittersweet to know his child was alive, but now had to deal with the aftermath. Alvin had covered her with fur, and thank the gods for Mayweather being alive.

The men were beginning to wake, as of Mildew. He had stretched his withered bones and yawned. He saw Alvin hunched over Mayweather. Mildew had walked to the chief and placed a hand on him. "Sorry…" he said as he had murmured for last nights little spat.

"Same… Mayweather's coming to, but she's in an ordeal of pain," he said, rubbing his head.

"Hmph," Mildew said.

A Week and a Half Later

Mayweather was alive for sure, however she was wake up and go back to what seemed an eternal sleep. Alvin had sent word to Stoick that the Outcast were attacked to the point of ambush, but could not specify that it was that skrill. Stoick would ask how the attack happened, and ask of Mayweather's well-being. He had Groundsplitter sent the message as he had no terrible terror on him at the moment.

One of the men had called frantically. "SIR! SIR! THE HEIR HAD AWKWEN FULLY!" he said. Alvin had leap out of his place and ran to Mayweather, Mildew going after him. Mayweather was in a sitting position, her body hunched and her hair covering her chest from exposure. She had breathed faintly but was looking around with dazed eyes.

Alvin had pushed the man away and had went to Mayweather. She had looked up, not saying anything as she was dry at the mouth.

"May… it's me… your poppa," Alvin said, still unable to form that word seeing as being a father was still a new idea,

"…?" she had tilted her head and squinted.

"Do you remember me? Do you remember anything?" he asked as he looked at her and gripped her hand. Mayweather had realized that her chest was exposed, and quickly grabbed the fur that was near her and covered herself.

"… Wait…" she said as she in a low and timid voice. "Where am I?"

"We're on an island a bit from home," Mildew said.

"What's home…" she said as she had rubbed her head. "Who are you people…."

Both Mildew and Alvin had swore to Thor almighty that their hearts had stopped quicker than a gronckle dropping down from 100 feet in the air.

"W-What?" Alvin said. "You don't know who we are?"

"I don't know who I am… who am I?" she asked. Alvin felt like he lost the battle… the question still echoing in his head.

"Who am I?"

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