What If It Were Real(Part 14)


Kitty’s Corner

Congratulations to our new couple aboard the Kidd Pirate crew! They had just made it past the 27 hour mark. So they were celebrating this huge accomplishment with a ramen lunch. Unfortunately, while they were enjoying their first ‘real’ date, a very ignorant group of date-ruining, sassy pirates had to show up and ruin it. They were so upset, the two of them infiltrated their ship before it was close enough to board. As they crossed over to the other ship they grabbed each other’s hand to help brace eachother’s landing. And as they were getting up a few of those sassy pirates came strolling up, hips swinging, guns ready, and wounded poor Torri. Killer, in order to save his love, threw a dagger at that sassy pirate who shot Torri. And they continued on killing everyone, while holding hands as explosions happened on both sides of them gloriously. After they victoriously destroyed the other ship they indulged themselves in the rest of their lunch, by the light of the flaming pirate ship.
(Note: I think that was actually a very good first date for them, considering they actually talked for more than 12 seconds at a time.)

I walked out onto the deck and stretched, dishes were done until dinner came along. But I had time to myself. I was going to see if I could find Killer so we could hang out, but the faint sound of giggling from around the corner caught my attention.

I went towards it and found Mykhayla sitting against the wall reading something in the news paper and laughing at it.

“Dare I ask?”

“It’s nothing.” She laughed in a tone which I knew meant she was hiding something.

“Mykhayla.” I warned

“It’s just the comic section.” She told me, “There’s a new one about cats!”

“Wait there’s a comic section? Since when?”

“Always, it’s next to the crossword puzzle.” She told me and turned the page.

“Okay, clearly someone’s getting the paper before me and taking pieces out of it because I’ve never seen one in there.” I told her and slid down the wall to sit next to her.

“Pft. Totally not me, there’s also a sodoku puzzle next to the cross word, which I totally don’t claim as mine.” She said and tried to turn the page.

I took the paper out of her hands and took a good look at it myself. There were mediocre comics in there, but there was a crossword puzzle, which was partially finished, and a sudoku puzzle next to it.

I handed it back to her.


“Kale’s so gross.” She whined.

“7 down.” I said.

“Oh!” She exclaimed, “Tanks!”

“4 across, without the s.”

“What? No!”

“What, 15 down.”


“9 across.”

“I’m done with you.” She said and turned completely to the paper.

“Done, 1 down.” I said and got up.

“Frustrated sigh.” She said and gave me such a dirty look.

“I’m messing with you.” I told her with a laugh.

“Thank God!” She said as I started to walk away, “No, but seriously, is done on here?”

“No, but murder is.”

“Really? Is it not 14 down?” She asked.

“8 down.” I said and stopped, “I’m having more fun with this than I did yesterday.”

“Right I see it.” She said with a smile, “Yesterday was pretty good though. I mean those explos- that lunch! It was great.”

“Thanks, I was experimenting with the fish to vegetable ratio in the broth.”

“That’s nice, I’m going back to my news paper.” She said and flipped the page.

I rolled my eyes and continued on to find my other blonde.

Mykhayla’s pov.

I smiled to myself behind my news paper. She didn’t see my column, this was going to be amazing.

Torri’s pov.

I stretched out against the railing as the sun started to get low. It had been a nice couple of days.

“So, a question for you.” Killer said, gaining my attention, “Or rather a request.”

I raised an eyebrow, telling him to continue.

“Can we please have Ramen again soon?” He asked, “It was so good the last time.”

I nodded, “I just feel bad that it was cold by the time we finished it.”

“Hey,” Killer called, trying not to make me feel bad, “It was one hell of a day, right.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”


What Actually Happened That Day

I was finishing up making the last bowls of ramen in the kitchen when Killer snuck in to join me for lunch. It was nice to not have to hid my feeling for him anymore, I didn’t have to pretend. In between hot mouthfuls of noodles we got in lots of laughs and a lot of conversation about the day’s events so far.

It was the usual: Kidd being all high and mighty about himself around the crew, Mykhayla being her usual bubbly self going around the deck and pestering the entire crew, especially Kidd. The rest of the crew was pretty quiet. The day was pretty uneventful until a little past 1 pm.

At that point a group of fairly well respected pirates came into view on the horizon from the crows nest. So, we all had to prepare for battle. That meant that Killer and I had to cut our lunch together short.

We were on the deck together ready to go, just waiting for the ship to come closer. They fired at up with cannons which the crew returned.

When they got close enough we boarded. It was a bloody battle and at the end of it I had recived a nice scar on my right shoulder from a stray bullet. We were just pulling out the rest of the loot and bringing on any pirates that pledged alegance to Kidd before burning the ship.

As I watched it go up in flames, Killer came up beside me. I looked up at him because I could feel he was about to say something.

“I guess we can finish lunch now, huh?”




Obscuring The Heart(Part 10)


Hiccup and I both landed next to the arena on our dragons. Those that were stuck in there were trying to kill the others. The culprit for it was the dragon root that was sitting in the middle of the arena.

I growled to myself. Dagur had gotten smarter.

“What do we do?” Astrid asked my brother as she gazed on in horror of what was occurring in the enclosure.

Snotlout came running up saying he needed to tell Hiccup something very important, my brother just brushed him off to take care of the main issue we were facing.

“Fishlegs,” Hiccup started, “You and Meatlug need to go in there and get the root while the others distract their dragons. Toothless and I, and Sigrid and Shadowsplinter can’t go in because we would be affected by the root. It’s all on you two.”

“You hear that girl?” Fishlegs asked his Gronkle, “It’s up to us.”

The others rushed in to do as planned. Fishlegs was almost at the exit when it slammed down right in front of him.

Berzerkers had closed it, and Dagur had several men with crossbows all aimed at Hiccup and toothless. I wasn’t near enough to Shadowsplinter to get them to drop their weapons or miss fire with the force of his wings. But I readied my ax, if I could get one clean hit on Dagur all his men’s attention would be on me. That would allow Toothless to knock the guards down and the others to get out. It was worth a shot.

“So, Hiccup,” Dagur said leering down at my brother, “What’s your answer?”

“The answer is, we’ll run you through and open the gate ourselves!” The voice of my father, Stoik the Vast echoed into the night. Dagur looked over to see my dad with several well respected vikings all armed and ready to fight. I used this as my opportunity.

I put my arms on either side of Dagur’s neck and grabbed the handle of my ax with both hands before throwing him back and jumping on him. I had caught him by surprise. I used it to my advantage to swing at him, but he dodged. I had managed to knock him off balance when he got back up, and hit his head pretty hard to the point he all but doubled over in pain. I was about to finish this finally when a large pair of hand pulled me back.

I had to fight one of his underlings. I got him down pretty easily once I had surprised him with my flexibility. I turned towards the gate, wanting to make sure Everyone got out, just in time to see Fishlegs speed out and knock my father and the man he was fighting down in the process.

Good. I thought, that’s one pain taken care of.

I hit the other guard that was coming up behind me in the stomach with the butt of my ax and he fell over too. But more reinforcements just kept coming. I got a few more down as they retreated.

I couldn’t see Dagur anywhere either, so I had assumed he and the rest of his men had retreated.

“Hiccup! Sigrid!” Gobber called, pulling my attention from the heap of bodies. I ran over to them and saw Dagur and Savage both had a blade to my father’s neck.

“Nobody make a move!” Dagur growled.

“Dagur.” I heard my dad, Alvin, growl out behind me at the red head.

“We’ll be leaving now.” Dagur said as he waved his sword around wildly, “And if I see one dragon following us, rider or not, you’ll be looking for a new chief.” He then began to cackle for a moment as Savage turned my father around, “We’ll be in touch!” Dagur called before leaving also.

Hiccup turned around to face everyone, “Okay here’s the plan; we’ll circle around, cut them off at the beach and then hit them with everything we’ve got so they won’t know what hit them.”

“I wouldn’t do that boy.” Alvin warned, “Back that rat up into a corner and you might not like the outcome.”

“Especially when that boy travels with a hundred ship armada.” Gobber added.

“But I have to save my father!” Hiccup exclaimed, “We,” He gestured to me, “Have to save our father.”

“Dagur is not going to hurt your father, yet.” Alvin told my brother, “Stoik is not what he wants.”

“He’s right.” Gobber chimed in.

“You want me to trust him!?” Hiccup asked Gobber like he had gone crazy.

“You can trust him.” I jumped in and assured the brunette.

Hiccup looked at me like I had sprouted another head and it was singing.

I touched his shoulder, “We can trust him.”

“How do you know!?” He demanded.

I chewed my tongue for a second thinking of what to say, before I settled on the truth.

“Because he’s my dad, Hiccup.” His expression changed from one of accusation to one of complete and utter shock, “Alvin is my birth father.” I reiterated, everyone’s face was the same as Hiccup’s, pure shock. Everyone, except for Alvin, he looked so full of pride because I called him that, “I trust my dad, Hiccup. Just like I trust my brother. You can trust him too. I give you my word he won’t lead you wrong.”

“How do you know!?” Hiccup all but yelled at me, “You just found out today that Berk’s greatest enemy was your father and because of that you want to trust him with your life? With our father’s life?”

“Don’t you dare take up that tone with me.” I snarled at my brother causing him to flinch, “Would Stoik leave you out to dry in a life or death situation?”

Hiccup glanced around for a moment before meeting my eyes, “No.” He said softly.

“Just because my circumstances are different from yours in terms of family, Hiccup, doesn’t mean that I’m going to turn a blind eye. After all, you don’t get a name like that if treachery isn’t in your blood.” I told him, calming down. That was one of the few times in my entire life I had snapped at my brother. I still wasn’t sure how to feel about it.

“Sorry, Si.” Hiccup started, “It’s just-”

“I know.” I cut him off, “I don’t want his head on my concious either. But you know almost as well as I do how unpredictable Dagur can be, especially when he wants something. At this moment we need all the leverage we can get. And you have no idea about any of the nooks and passages that lay in Outcast Island.”

I watched the look on my brother’s face shift, from careful consideration, to rage, to shame, to inquisitive. After a moment he looked up at Alvin.

“Would you lead my sister astray?” He hissed at the much taller man.

“Of course not, Meja was my daughter before she was your sister boy. And if teaming with you will keep her safe, and get me island back then why not?” He said.

“Daughter or not,”I cut in, “I go by Sigrid.”

“We’ll wait for Dagur to make the first move.” Hiccup decided, “Eventually he’s going to send a negotiation, isn’t he?”

I nodded, that Berzerker would not settle for anything less than what he wanted and would stop at nothing to get it. That being said, he wasn’t all axes blazing and fires lit. He could be quite diplomatic when the right situation occurred, and hostage negotiation just so happened to be one of them.

“We’ll wait until then.” Hiccup said to everyone, “Until then,” He looked at Alvin, “You will be locked up so we can keep an eye on you. I don’t care if you’re my sister’s father or not, I don’t fully trust you Alvin.”

“Fair enough.” Alvin said and allowed some of the villagers to lock him up in the arena for the next little bit.

“What just happened?” Tuffnut asked as with his mouth wide open in shock.

“Yeah,” Ruffnut added, “Did, Sigrid actually find her actual family?”

“What’s left of it.” I said awkwardly and shifted, hoping I could climb up onto Shadowsplinter fast enough to leave before anyone said anything else. But of course, I was never so lucky.

“Oh, my, Thor.” Tuffnut started, “You actually found your family!” He exclaimed and ran to tackle me in a hug, Ruffnut not too far behind him.

“This is great, Sigrid!” She exclaimed, “You finally found your home!”

“That means we need a home coming party!” Tuffnut yelled and let me go, “Oh, and you need a pretty new dress to look good for it.”

“And we need a feast to welcome you to your home.” Ruff added.

“Oh and decorations.”

“And music.”

“And, you know what, Si, you leave this to us. All you have to worry about is taking over the Outcast prison when we’re done.” Tuffnut said getting close to my face.

“And straightening out your posture.” Ruff added, “It’s not very lady like to stand hunched over like that. Or sit slouched, or make faces like that. Or keep your hair in such knots.”

“How about you two go and destroy something of little value before I decide to use your marrow for dinner.” I threatened through clenched teeth.

“Okay!” They both ran off to do something of the sort.

I sighed deeply and went to mount Shadowsplinter when I felt a lot of eyes on me. I looked over my shoulder to see Snotlout, Fishlegs, Astrid, Hiccup and Gobber staring at me.

“What?” I barked, turning around to face them fully.

“You actually did find where you came from.” Hiccup started.

“I found out who my father is.” I corrected, “Hold off on the parade for now.”

“Holding off on parade! Got it!” Ruff yelled back.

“Doesn’t that mean that when we get rid of Dagur and Alvin gets the island back, you’ll be there with him.” Fishlegs said carefully, “You know with your dad, away from us.”

I shrugged, “I never really thought about it.”

“What’s there not to think about?” Astrid asked, her voice cutting through the night air like a knife, “You wanted a family and to know where you came from. You got it. So what’s keeping you?”

“Astrid.” Hiccup warned.

“What?” She snapped at him, “That is what she wanted, isn’t it?”

“It’s not that easy.” He told her, before turning his attention to me, “I hope.”

“I never thought this far ahead.” I told them, “I just wanted to know who my parents actually were. I wanted to know if they were still alive today, and if they were wondering if I was alive.” I looked away from them for a moment before mounting Shadowsplinter, “Anyway, we have bigger fish to fry. Everyone stay on guard, we still have the screaming death to worry about.”

Without another word Shadow and I took to the sky, we went on patrol to protect the island and those we cared about.

Obscuring The Heart(Part 9)


I pushed past vikings to get closer to the front to see what was going on. Alvin the Treacherous was chained up in the great hall with Gobber reading his charges.

“Alvin the Treacherous,” He started, “You are here by charged with the following crimes; treachery, attempted treachery, premeditated treachery, conspiracy to commit treachery, and, well, you get the idea.”

Everyone was yelling in disgust at the man. But I looked on with wonder. There was just something that wasn’t sitting right in my gut when I looked at him, I had to find out what it was.

My father soon hushed the crowd, ordering Alvin be sent to a jail on Berk until the proper sentencing could be handed down.

Alvin tried to make a proposition to my father, but he was having non of it. Alvin was soon hauled off to the jail. I looked as he walked away.

“Sigrid!” Hiccup said urgently as he came up to me with Astrid and Fishlegs in toe, “We need all our heads together.”

I looked at him, telling him to go on.

“The screaming death is closing in on Berk.” Fishlegs said nervously.

“We all need to come up with a way to stop it.” Hiccup told me.

I glanced back to Alvin a moment before he disappeared.

I nodded, “Okay.” I went with them to the training grounds to figure it out.

Hiccup and I landed just outside of Berk’s jail.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Dad called to us as we were about to reach the door.

“Alvin wanted to speak with me.” Hiccup told him.

“Sigrid.” The mountain of a man I called my father softly warned, “Are you sure you should be going in there?”

I looked over my shoulder at him and smile, “I’m not gonna let Hiccup go in there alone with one of Berk’s greatest threats, and there’s something I need to know too. I think I’m ready for some answers dad. Let me do this.”

The red head looked skeptical.

“I’ll be with her dad.” Hiccup assured, “We’ll be fine.”

Dad sighed, “Alright, but be careful. He can be unpredictable.”

We nodded before entering.

“Astrid said you wanted to see me.” Hiccup said when we came to Alvin’s cell.

“I did. But it seems you don’t go anywhere without your sister, do ya?” Alvin asked as he came to the door and looked down at us.

I leaned against the wall next to the door, well out of reach of him just in case.

“Say it in front of her or don’t say it at all, Alvin.” Hiccup warned, “This is the only chance you get.”

Alvin chuckled, “Very well. That Dagur kid is a bit of a loose cannon.”

“One way to put it.” Hiccup muttered.

“You clearly don’t know him that well if you’re using that much of an understatement.” I told him, bored of the topic already.

“I want my island back.” Alvin told us, cutting to the chase.

“So you can go back to planning to destroy our island?” Hiccup accused, “No way.”

“You misunderstand Hiccup.” Alvin said.

“Then what’s in it for us?” Hiccup snarled.

“The berzerkers out of your hair.” Hiccup turned to Toothless getting ready to leave.

“And the outcasts as an ally.”

Hiccup paused for moment and glanced at me. I then directed my attention back to the outcast.

“How do we know we can trust you?” I demanded.

“I never go back on my word, girl. And you have it, that is if you help me to get back my island, there will never be war between the two lands again.”

I looked back at Hiccup, and shrugged, “Something to think about.”

He nodded. He was too lost in his own thoughts to notice I hadn’t moved from my position next to the cell and exited the jail without me.

“I was hoping you would stay here alone.” Alvin growled at me.

I stepped right in front of the cell and stared at him.

“I’ll shoot straight with you,” I told him with a glare, “One way or another, Hiccup will accept your proposition, on his terms of course. In exchange I need you to tell me something about some of the people of your land.”

He let out a hiss like sound, “And what would that be.” He growled, towering over me.

I held his dark gaze, “14 or 15 years ago, there was a huge dragon attack on Outcast island. This one couple had a new born daughter-

“The wife died tragically to the claws of a dragon while the husband stayed and tried to buy the two some time. The daughter was never seen again on the island. Did trader Johan tell you that and you decided to rub it in?” He roared.

“What are you talking about?” I asked, I was confused. There was no way he knew what I was talking about.

“Don’t play stupid!” He snarled, “You were wearing my wife’s necklace on dragon island like it was a prize! Did one of your villagers kill my daughter too!?”

My glare was completely gone and I was hit with the sudden realization.

“Do you think their deaths are a joke?”

“Your wife’s name was Rane and your daughter’s was Meja.” I said swallowing.

He was seething at this point, “Why do you care?”

“You would throw your daughter up in the air and catch her to make her smile.

“Enough.” He growled.

“Your wife was frail and that carried on to your daughter.”


“But because of your blood she was still strong.”

“Get out!” He roared, “You know nothing of my family and what happened that night! You have no right to even speak their names, you useless Berkean!”

I sniffed hard for a second and stared at the ground.

“I’m not a Berkean.” I said to him quietly.

“What!?” He demanded.

“I wasn’t born on Berk.” I started, “I was born on outcast island to a woman with Blonde hair and blue eyes, whose name was Rane. My father was a powerful fighter and he had black hair with a full, thick beard. I was born frail. My only memory of the island was one night, during a dragon raid. My father held some off as my mother took me to a boat to get to safety. She left me in the boat in furs, and gave me her necklace. Her last words were ‘I’m sorry’ and ‘Please be strong’ before she jumped out of the boat to be with my father, but she was ambushed on shore.” I felt a tear fall down my cheek as I looked up at Alvin and saw his face. He knew who I was, “I then floated until I landed on Berk. And for some reason Stoik the Vast took me in as one of his own. But for my own safety he kept it from me, until my brother trained the nightfury when I found it myself.”

Alvin’s mouth hung open a small amount. After a moment he managed to say something.

“Meja.” His voice broke a little.

“I think that’s my name.” I said as another tear fell, “I remember my mom saying that to me.”

“Meja!” Alvin then broke down onto his knees and began cry, “You’re alive! You’re alive. You’re alive. My beautiful Meja. I thought you were dead. And then I got the necklace, I thought they killed you. Meja.”

I walked closer to the cell door and knelt down in front of him and placed my hand on top of his giant one.

“I’m here.” I told him and sniffed again, “I’m here.”


“I’m here, dad.”