Obscuring The Heart(Part 13)


The wind flowed through my long hair as Shadowsplinter and I approached Berk. I had left a few days earlier to go and see my father on Outcast Island before heading to Healer’s Island to pick up some ingredients for medicines for Gothi.

For the past 3 years, give or take, I had been apprenticed under Gothi to become a healer like her. I figured since I was always getting sick, and there wasn’t much war going on anymore since Dagur got imprisoned, I could look at a different path for myself other than a warrior.

Shadow and I landed on the ledge of Gothi’s house and I dismounted before pulling the bags of things off my saddle I was supposed to get. The short woman came out to greet me.

“Hi, Gothi.” I smiled, as she smiled and waved at me.

She then scratched something into the dirt that was on the boards we stood on.

“Yes, I did bath in the hot water on the island.” I told her and stepped around the woman to carry everything inside, “And I washed with that e-euka oil you told me told me to.”

She scratched the actual name of the oil in the dirt.

“Eucalyptus oil.” I corrected myself, “I don’t know if that’s done anything for my breathing.” I admitted as I put everything down in her hut, “But it does make my skin feel really smooth.”

She pointed at me with a knowing look before tapping her nose.

“It’s clear.” I told her.

“Sigrid! Gothi! We have an issue!” Hiccup called as he and Toothless landed next to Shadowsplinter.

Gothi and I hurried out and I saw Johan layed out on the back of the saddle. I rushed forward to get a look at him to see if he was okay before hurrying him into the hut to lay down.

“What happened?” I asked as I layed him down and grabbed a damp cloth to wipe away sweat as it came, “Johan.” I cooed softly.

He opened his eyes weakly and tried to talk but only coughed.

I quickly grabbed a cup of fresh spring water that Gothi handed me, as I held it to Johan’s lips I could smell the small amount of peppermint in the water.

“Dagur.” He moaned as I took the cup away and layed him back, throwing a blanket over top of him, “He, escaped.”

“How’s that possible?” I asked myself more than anything else, “I was there only the other day. Alvin would never let him out.”

“He took my ship.” Johan gulped, “Threw me over board a half day outside of Outcast Island, heading west.”

He coughed again.

“It’s okay.” I told him reassuringly, “Rest.”

I looked at Gothi, she gave me a knowing look, closed her eyes and nodded before gesturing to the door.

I smiled and hurried out, past Hiccup and Toothless to mount Shadowsplinter.

“Gather everyone up.” I told him, “Ge them to meet up in the arena.”

Hiccup nodded and took off on Toothless. Shadow and I hurried to the great hall and I grabbed a map of the archipelago before hurrying over to the arena. I pinned up the map on the wall and took it in.

Dagur was there, then he was there, and he may be heading there. If I were that insane idiot, where would I go?

I growled lightly as I picked at the stitches on the hem of my skirt and scratched at the braids on the right side of my skull. The braids went from my face back to just behind my right ear, up till my temple, and then were pulled back into my pony tail.

“He needs gold.” I muttered to myself as I started pacing around waiting for the others to arrive, “He’ll need it to build up his armada. That boy would never try to go against us without some serious fire power.”

I continued to pick at the stitches on my skirt as I paced, trying to pinpoint at least a general location.

“He wouldn’t.” I wondered aloud as I stopped pacing and gazed at the map. I approached it and considered his options again.

He was not welcome at Berk.
He just escaped from Outcast Island where a lot of his men were imprisoned.
He might try to get back to Berzerker Island and rally some troops. But we’ve been at a tense peace since Dagur got locked up.

“Maybe.” I reasoned with myself.

It was the only logical place he could go. Inside the archipelago, he had nothing but enemies and would constantly be hunted by us and the Outcasts.

“We’re all here.” Hiccup said as he, along with the others landed in the arena.

“You really shouldn’t be picking at your skirt like that, Si.”  Tuffnut warned as he saw me picking at the hem of my skirt, “With those stitches it could fall apart.”

“What’s going on?” Astrid asked, slinging her ax over her shoulder and glaring at me sideways.

We were on some good standing, but then the two of us had a falling out, I think. Basically I told her she was a terrible cook and if she kept serving her yaknog at Snoggletog she was going to wind up killing someone with it. I offered to teach how to cook better, but she wouldn’t hear of it.

“Dagur, somehow, escaped Outcast Island.” I informed the group, “He took over Johan’s ship and threw him overboard about here.” I pointed to about a half day past Outcast Island in the western direction, “Johan said he was still heading west after he was tossed overbored. But that doesn’t mean he’s going to stay that way.”

“So, that basically means he could be, oh, let me see, anywhere in the entire archipelago!” Snotlout shouted.

“Not necessarily.” I told them, “I’ve been thinking about it. Dagur doesn’t have any allies really in the archipelago. He knows this. He’s not so stupid as to think that he could take us on by himself. When I saw him in the prison he had a list on his left arm of names, I’m assuming the people he’s going after now that’s out. He wouldn’t stay here. He needs to build up an armada. He’s going to do it outside the arcapellago.”

“You really think so?” Hiccup asked.

“It’s the only option he has.” I told him, “If he wants any chance at taking us down, he needs power. And you know as well as I do he’s not about to find it here.”

I looked around at everyone to see the looks on their faces.

Astrid was still angry with me, but she looked determined. Fishlegs looked scared. Snotlout looked like he was ready for anything. The twins both looked like they up for it. I looked at hiccup, not only was he concerned but he also looked angry.

Looking past them I saw Johan enter the arena.

“Johan.” I called when he approached, “Are you feeling better?”

“Much, lady Sigrid. Thank you very much for taking care of me in my less than desirable state.”

“Healer’s job.” I told him plainly, “Do you have any idea where Dagur could be heading right about now?”

“Well,” He started.

“Short version if its possible please.” I told him.

“Outside the archipelago to a ship graveyard where I keep the treasure I trade on my excursions. There’s a map on board he would be following.” Johan said.

Everyone gasped.

“Who would have though, Johan could be concise and straight to the point!” Tuffnut said flabbergasted by what has transpired.

“Which reminds me of the first time I was ever called concise!” Johan exclaimed about to go into one of his stories.

“Anything else we need to be made aware of while in the graveyard?” I asked Johan, cutting him off again.

His smile dropped at my lack of interest in his story, “There is one ship you must avoid at all costs.” He told us, “It’s called the reaper. It’s booby trapped from stem to stern. When I went exploring I barely made it out with my life.”

“Leave reaper alone, got it.” I noted, “Shadow.” I called for him to follow me as I made my way out of the arena with the map in my hands. I knew exactly where the graveyard was, there were maps outlining it on Outcast Island that I had studies.

I mounted Shadow and we took off towards home, I ran in and grabbed my bow, quiver of arrows, chain scythe and a few provisions in a bag because I knew it was going to be a bit of a trip.

“Sigrid!” Hiccup called as he and the rest landed next to the house, “What do you think you’re doing.”

“Getting ready to head out.” I told them, “I know exactly where the graveyard is and it’s Dagur we need to take care of. Gothi will understand.”

“Do you honestly think we’ll let you go alone!?” Hiccup demanded.

“No.” I told him, “That’s why I’m feeding and watering Splint now, we just got back from a long flight. You guys get some stuff together. It’s not going to be an easy journey.”

“We’re doing this?” Fishlegs asked nervously.

“If we aren’t I am.” I told him, “Go get ready. Those waters are dangerous, so be prepared.”

I stopped Hiccup as he mounted Toothless, the others heading off to find whatever treasure they could after our dragons flew off.

“You’re going to the reaper, aren’t you?” I accused.

“I have to know what’s on there.” He told me.

“At least take me with you.” I told him, “If it’s really booby trapped like Johan said, you’ll need eyes on the back of your head.”

He half glared at me sideways for a moment before huffing and nodding.

I got on Toothless behind him and we headed over.

“I’ve never seen anything like these before.” I said as I inspected one of the cages that was sitting on deck.

“Neither have I.” Hiccup said coming next to me.

Toothless let out what sounded like a whimper.

“I got an uneasy feeling here too, don’t worry Toothless.” I assured the nightfury and put a hand on his head.

“Let’s see what’s below deck.” Hiccup said and approached the hatch leading down.

“Hiccup, don’t!” I cried, but it was too late. The rope was tangled around his ankle and he was being pulled over the edge.

Without thinking I grabbed and threw my ax at the fast moving rope, severing it and ceasing my brother’s fall.

“Uh, thanks, Si.” He said and awkwardly stood up and dusted himself off.

“And you were concerned about me coming with you.” I teased as I walked forward and grabbed the ax that was embedded in the floor, “I should have taken Toothless and come over here by myself.”

“I get it.” He told me annoyed, “I’ll be more careful. I promise.”

He carefully opened up the hatch and pulled out a lantern for Toothless to light. He motioned forward as if asking me if I wanted to go down first. I grabbed the lantern from him and carefully made my decent, scanning furiously for any traps that I could trigger.

I looked at the floor I was about to step on and jumped away from the ladder on the last step just to make sure.

“Watch your-”


“Step.” I muttered the last part, looking over my shoulder to see I was right for jumping forward. Hiccup’s prosthetic leg was caught in a toothed trap.

“Really?” I asked.

“Benefits of a metal leg I guess.” He said with a laugh as he pulled his leg out.

“Hic, you suck at these kinds of things.” I told him plainly.

“I-I know.” He admitted.

“You can wait here with Toothless and I’ll search this place myself,” I started.

“You are not searching this place by yourself.” Hiccup snapped.

“Then step where I step.” I told him.

He sighed, but nodded following my footsteps exactly as we shimmied down the corridor.

I held the lantern up high to see what was in the cages.

My jaw fell open as the light fell upon at least a dozen cages full of dragon bones.

“Who would do this?” I asked, Toothless whimpered again agreeing with me.

“I don’t know, but these people definitely weren’t friends of dragons.” Hiccup said.

I nodded and we continued down the hall.

At the end of it we came to a very well decorated door.

“Here’s the plan,” Hiccup said as I motioned Toothless to blast it open, “I like yours better.”

We entered cautiously, Hiccup was drawn to something on the table directly in front of us. The walls were decorated with skulls of several different dragons and various weapons and shields.

“Changewing?” I asked myself as I saw a highly decorated shield next to the door.

“What is this?” Hiccup asked.

“Be careful.” I told Hiccup, “We don’t know what else is booby trapped.”

“This looks important though.” Hiccup told me, “And if it’s on this ship we can’t just leave it here and wait for Dagur to get it.”

I sighed knowing he was right.

“Fine.” I relented, “But let-”

“Oh no!” Hiccup screamed as an ax came flying from the opposite wall and landed right where the thing he was looking at was.

“Really!?” I huffed in annoyance and threw down the lantern.

“Time to go.” I growled and grabbed Hiccup before running down the corridor towards the ladder, arrows flying at us left and right. Toothless was doing his best to shield us from the ones I couldn’t make us dodge.

Before I knew it I had shoved Hiccup up the ladder, Toothless following shortly after, and I jumped up hardly a second later than that. Hiccup then slammed the door down, keeping whatever dangers where down there, down there.

Instantly I stood up and pulled at my chained scythe and readied it in my hands. I found after years that it was best moved in my right hand, with my left holding up all the chain I wasn’t using so I could make the most of it and swing it around at various intervals of length, speed and damage.

“Dagur.” I growled again, this one much more animatistic than before.

“Hiccup! Sigrid!” Dagur exclaimed, the warriors next to him both held cross bows aimed directly at us, “Did you miss me? Because I sure missed you two! Everyday, for 3 years, I thought about you!”

“You should still be rotting in that cell.” I snarled as Dagur stepped away from the cage he was in front of to reveal everyone.

“Hiccup!” Astrid called, holding on to the bars.

“Sigrid!” Tuff called, doing the same. Only to be shoved out of the way by Astrid again.

“Quiet!” Dagur yelled at them, “Can’t you see we’re having a moment!”

“We are not having a moment.” Hiccup growled next to me.

“Well I was.” Dagur shrugged, “Look at you two! All grown up! Hiccup, I bet you’re quite the lady’s man now. And Sigrid, you actually look kinda like a girl now. You shouldn’t have braided your hair like that though, makes you seem meaner than you are. How many offers has old Stoik got because of you now, huh? Or have they all been going to Alvin? It’s hard to say, since you have 2 dads and all.”

“You’re over stepping a boundary here, Dagur.” I warned, “Besides, when I visited you I told you about my lack of suitors.”

“I didn’t think you were being honest.” He smirked and approached us. I then pushed Hiccup down and started swinging the chain above our heads to keep Dagur at bay.

“Oh, Sigrid,” Dagur chuckled, “You seriously want to play when I have you and your friends tied up like this?”

“From where I’m standing Dagur,” I told the red head, “It’s you, 2 goons I can take in a heartbeat, and the only leverage that you have over me at all at the moment is a cage full of people, only 2 of which I like. That’s going against Hiccup, Toothless and myself. Odds aren’t in your favor. You have no room to negotiate.”

“And where are your other dragons?” Dagur teased, “I know you’re close to that timberjack of yours.”

“Getting into position.” I smirked.

He laughed openly, “I’m sure!” before turning deathly serious, “Are you seriously underestimating me, Sigrid? You have no idea of what I’m capable of anymore.”

“And you have no idea what I’ve been doing these 3 years either. At least I could monitor you.” I bit back.

“Please,” Dagur snarled, “I know as well as anyone you’ve been studying under your village’s healer. How’s that been going? You feel any better come sick season?”

“Yes actually, but that doesn’t mean I’ve weakened any of my fighting skills.”

“Enough.” Hiccup cut in, placing a hand on my shoulder telling me to lower my chain, I did as he asked.

“What do you want, Dagur?” He asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Dagur asked.

“He’s not getting my family jewels!” Tuffnut cried, “I’ll defend them till the end!”

“I’ll be taking the jewels, his too.” Dagur said as on of the guards smacked Ruff in the stomach causing her to spew out all the jewels she had in her mouth. The guard laughed and she spat another into his mouth causing him to choke.

“Oh, I thought that was the guy. Never can tell with those 2.” He then turned back to Hiccup and I before extending his hand, “And I’ll take whatever you’re hiding behind your back too, Hiccup.”

I growled as he took another step forward and analyzed the situation we were in. I could take Dagur, and I could keep the guards’ arrows at bay while I did it. But if one of them turned their attention to everyone in the cage I didn’t know if they could defend themselves. I didn’t have to worry about Hiccup because I knew Toothless would not let anything happen to him.

“Come on.” Dagur said, “Hand it over, brothers share after all.”

Hiccup begrudgingly handed it over.

“You know you aren’t going to get very far with that, right?” Hiccup told him.

“Oh here we go!” Dagur all but sang, “Must we always do the same dance, you and I, Hiccup? Not that you aren’t a fabulous dancer.”

Toothless growled, Hiccup put a hand on his head to calm him.

“Not yet, Bud.” Hiccup told him.

“That right, Mr. Nightfury!” Dagur exclaimed, “Today is not the day! But it’s coming! Now, if you’ll excuse me I have; people to see, and army to build, revenge to plot. Oh, so much to do and so little time! Isn’t this fun? You guys must have been so board without me!”

“Fair well for now.” Dagur said sternly getting closer to us, but not too close, “Until we meet again, on the field of battle.”

Dagur and his goons then jumped off the ship and onto the boat they had used to ride in on.

I let out a call for Shadowsplinter, hoping he was on his way as Hiccup ran to the edge to see them sail off before b lining for the cage.

“Go after Dagur.” I told him pushing him out of the way of the cage and pulling a pin out from behind my ear to pick the lock with, “I got them.”

“Are you sure?” Hiccup asked.

“Go.” I told him, he and Toothless took off.

“You know you guys could use this time to call for your dragons, right?” I spat at everyone.

“Who asked you?” Astrid snarled but did it anyway.

I was close to getting the lock opened when something hit the deck, making everything shake and the pin drop from my hand onto the deck.

“Damn it.” I cursed and groped for it as the ship began to tip.

“Oh no.” I heard Fishlegs whimper.

I tried again with the pin and finally got it opened. The door flew opened and everyone fell out. I grabbed onto the door and took the hand of the first person I could.

I had Snotlout, who had Fishlegs, who had Astrid, who had Ruff, who had Tuff. We were on a steep incline that was rapidly becoming vertical as we sank.

“There you guys are!” I called as I saw some all too familiar dragons gracing the sky, working their way over here.

Barf and Belch quickly scooped up the twins. Astrid let go of Fishleg’s hand to jump onto the back of Stormfly. Fishlegs then was grabbed by Meatlug as she flew by. Hookfang grabbed Snotlout out of my hand and took to the sky to help get the eels off of me.

We all knew Shadowsplinter could not fly that close to the water, and there was no way he could come that close to the ship to pull me off. I scrambled up the cage and climbed up the ship to get away from the eels and the dark water. When I was near the top, I reached my hand up as far as I could and felt the familiar feel of the leg guard at the back of the saddle pressing against my palm. I closed my hand and let go of the ship.

Shadowsplinter and I flew up high, and when he stopped I pulled myself upright onto the saddle properly.

“Well, that was an adventure.” I said looking over to the others.

“Thanks for getting us out.” Fishlegs said to me with a smile.

I shrugged and looked at Hiccup who was staring off in the direction Dagur had gone.

“Go after him.” I called to the brunette.

“What?” He asked, turning around on toothless to look at me.

“Go after Dagur.” I repeated, “It’s not any good in his hands, no one’s disagreeing there. I know you want that thing back. Go. We’ll head home.”

Hiccup nodded, “I’ll catch up.”

He took off in one direction and we took off in the other.

“What was that thing anyway?” Fishlegs asked as we flew.

“No idea.” I told him, “We found it in the commander’s quarters of the ship. Hiccup took it. I haven’t even seen the thing up close yet.”

“So why is he going back for it?” Astrid asked me, there was surprisingly no heat in her words.

“It looks important.” I told her, “I’m sure Hiccup feels like there’s something about it he needs to figure out.”

We soon got past the fog line back into the archipelago.

“Hey, guys!” I called to everyone, gaining their attention.

“What now!?” Snotlout snapped, “Are we being trailed by Dagur? Are there more eels!?”

“I’m going to Outcast Island, let Alvin know what went on. I know he’ll be curious about Dagur’s position right now.” I told them, “Let Hiccup and Stoik know for me, please.”

Before they could reply I took off in a different direction towards my destination. Perhaps I could gain insight on how he escaped too.


Obscuring The Heart(Part 12)


“I didn’t think you’d be back in here.” Gobber said as he entered the forge.

Upon hearing his voice I looked up from the sharpening stone to see him and smiled.

“I hope you don’t mind.” I said motioning to my work, “I’m not as good as you or Hiccup but I’m competent at least.”

“That’s a big word for you.” He said and sat on the table behind me, only to stand up a millisecond later having just sat on a freshly sharpened arrow head.

“Serves you right.” I told him, though there was no heat in my words, “I’m not as stupid as people think I am, Gobber.”

“Believe me, with how battle savvy and good you are with the people you, are the farthest thing from stupid.” he said waggling the arrow head at me, “You’re just a little slow with reading, writing and things. Nothing unusual to a viking.”

I said nothing as I continued my work.

“So, why are you here right now?” Gobber asked me.

“Hiccup said to prepare for the Screaming Death, that’s what I’m doing.” I informed as I moved from the sharpening stone to the work bench to attach all the arrow heads to their shafts.

“No,” Gobber told me as he came up to my side to inspect my handy work, “What are you doing here?”

I paused in the middle of attaching another head.

“I needed alone time.” I told him quietly, “I needed time to think. The air’s thick with tension here so I don’t want to fly. And I can’t go far away because the Screaming Death could attack at any moment and the people here need me. I don’t want to be at home right now because it makes my chest hurt. And I don’t want to stray into the woods because I’m afraid I’ll go too deep and not be able to come back out in time to help save the village. So, I’m here. It makes sense.”

“You would use an arrow on a dragon?” He then asked, “Seems a little, hm, in the past to me. Doesn’t it?”

“If it comes down to it, I will.” I told him sweeping all of the newly finished arrows into my quiver and harnessing it onto my belt, “As much as I don’t want to hurt a dragon, it might come down to it or us and I’m not gonna let this village burn, Gobber.”

“Are you still thinking about what happened in the great hall?” He asked.

I took in a sharp inhale.

“Maybe.” I told him, “It shouldn’t matter what I was born. I’m here, and I’ve helped save this village and its people just like every other viking here. And yet it was the person I detest the most who stood up for me. Even Hiccup just stood there in silence watching as I was getting attacked. I lead everyone to safety when Alvin invaded the first time. I held Dagur off long enough for all of the dragons to be brought to safety. I’ve taken on Monstrous Nightmares who were about to eat small children. And they look past it the second I acknowledge that I was not born here.”

I had tears running down my cheeks as I said those things.

“I’ve given this village my life, and I’d gladly lay it down for everyone here if it’s needed of me.” I told Gobber, furiously wiping the tears away with my sleeve. As the short summer had passed I was back to wearing long sleeves and a thick skirt.

“Is it because of that acknowledgement that I allowed myself to get weaker so Dagur could take Stoik?” I asked him, begging for an answer, “And when we get him back, will I stay here? Will I continue to be with him, and Hiccup, and the Twins? Or will I leave Berk and go to live on Outcast Island with Alvin and try to be a family there?” I let out a loud sob, and tried to steady my breathing, “What do I do? Gobber, what do I do?”

Gobber came up to me and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me into his chest.

“You are not weak, Sigrid. Let me start by telling you that.” He told me as I continued to cry, “If you had a half of a chance you would have taken Dagur’s head before he even could have touched Stoik. The people are scared and angry, and at times like these they need a person or thing to blame, and that, unfortunately, is you right now Sigrid. Even though you are not to blame, it’s easier than blaming ourselves.”

He pulled me away to arms length so he could look at me. I wiped my eyes and nose before sniffing and he continued.

“As for where you will go, what will become of everyone here, and your potential family with Alvin. I can’t give you those answers. Sometimes it is a lot simpler when someone just tells you.” He told me, “But these are the kinds of questions that not even the greatest Chief can answer, even if Stoik gives you an order one way or another it might not be right for you. Now, you don’t have to decide right now where you will go or even if it has to be a permanent change. But I do want you to know, no matter what, Berk will always be a place you can call your home, no matter what you chose to do. Alright.”

I nodded, drying the last of my tears before finally being able to say, “Thank you, Gobber.”

“It’s my pleasure lass.” He told me.

“Sigrid!” Astrid called as she and Stormfly landed just outside of the forge. I hurried out to meet her.

“What’s up?” I asked her, knowing Hiccup had come up with something.

“Hiccup has a plan.” She told me, “We’re already working on, but we need to get to Outcast Island and fast. Fishlegs has already left.”

“Why has Fishlegs left first?” I asked more to myself, “That guy’s a piece of chicken sh-”

“It’s part of the plan.” She cut me off, “I’ll explain the rest on the way, but we need to go.”

I nodded and quickly called Shadowsplinter over so we could take off.

“In the arena!” I called as we flew over Outcast Island. I spotted Hiccup and Toothless staring down Dagur. Before I could say anything Ruffnut and Tuffnut both shot down towards them, letting out a blast from their dragon to get Dagur away.

Astrid followed them in and Fishlegs wasn’t too far behind us. So I grabbed my ax and jumped from Shadowsplinter to aid my fathers in the fighting of the Berzerker grunts.

It wasn’t too long until Fishlegs came with the Screaming Death. But Dagur had a rope around the Whispering Death, that I assumed was its mother, keeping the two of them apart. I was about to jump down there and force Dagur to let her go, when I heard the familiar shout of a Jorgensen.

“Never retreat! Never Surrender!” Snotlout yelled as he sent a giant fire ball hurling towards Dagur who let go of the rope and dove away. The Whispering Death got away unscathed by the fire and met up with the Screaming Death.

Everyone exited the arena to watch them reunite. The Screaming Death flew up to Hiccup and Toothless and roared in their faces, probably saying a thank you, before flying off with all the other Whispering Deaths.

The biggest threat was gone now. But just behind me I heard the faint sound pebbles falling, and I readied myself.

Hardly a second later Dagur leaped up from the decrepid rubble of the arena, and charged towards Hiccup screaming a battle cry at the top of his lungs. He had tunnel vision though, so he didn’t see me.

I outstretched my right arm and locked it, knocking Dagur down when he ran into it. I quickly kicked his ax to the side and stepped on his chest, staring down at him with playful eyes.

“So nice to see you again, Dagur.” I taunted, “I would love to get my hands on you for what you’ve done to my family, right now. But you know what?” I saw Alvin approaching us, “I think it would be so much more poetic to let my father take care of you.” I then looked up at the dark haired man who was standing a few feet away, “He’s all yours.”

I then took my foot off his chest as Alvin hauled him up by the collar of his shirt.

“What do you mean father!?” Dagur demanded, “This sin’t Stoik. Aside from that, Sigrid, brother, you guys aren’t going to leave me with him. Are you?”

I turned and walked towards Hiccup and Stoik, letting the red head know he was indeed on his own.

“You guys okay?” I asked as I approached them.

“Yeah.” They both said and nodded.

“Are you okay, Sigrid?” Stoik asked me.

I looked at him, and then at Hiccup, and then I looked over my shoulder to Alvin dragging Dagur away.

“I don’t know.” I admitted, not looking either of them in the eye, “I want to be with him, but I feel like then I’d be blowing you guys off and everything you’ve done for me.”

“Sigrid,” Stoik said, placing a gentile hand on my shoulder, “You don’t have to choose between us. Berk will always be a place you can call home, and now you can spend time with your birth father and find out things about who you are and where you came from. But never think that we’ll love you any less for staying with Alvin.”

“You’re my sister, Si.” Hiccup said getting off Toothless and coming up to me, “We’ve been through so much together. And we still have a lot to go through together, as siblings.”

He then pulled me into a hug, which I returned instantly.

“You guys wouldn’t be mad?” I asked, my voice broke in the process.

“Never.” Stoik told me.

“We love you too much, Si.” Hiccup said pulling away so we could look at one another.

It was first time in my life I realized the true differences between us. I was a couple of inches taller than he was, a little more muscle on my bones and him. My forehead was a little more narrow, face a little more round. My nose much smaller and chin a little more pronounce than his. My eyes were bigger and ocean blue, while his were a little smaller and grass green. My ears stuck out more than his did. My hair was almost as dark as Alvin’s and straight as a pin, and Hiccup’s was auburn with small, gentile waves. I wasn’t as smart as he was, he wasn’t as strong or fast as me. We were both trained as blacksmiths early on, but when I displayed a talent in wielding weapons rather than making them, Stoik taught me how to fight while Hiccup stayed in the forge.

We were so different he and I, but he was still my brother and I still loved him like I had before. Everything had changed, and yet everything was the same. We were family. And maybe now it was going to get a little bigger, but we were still family.

“Sigrid.” Stoik called behind me, “I think someone would like to talk to you.”

I followed where he pointed to see Alvin standing alone on a cliff a ways away.

“We won’t leave without you.” He assured me.

I smiled and nodded before turning to go, but I paused. After a moment of hesitation I turned away from them and headed to see Alvin.

I didn’t know what to say as I approached him, but I didn’t need to.

“We didn’t really get much talking done in the prison, did we?” He asked.

“Kinda hard through tears.” I said more to myself.

“You look just like you mother.” He told me, looking at me from the corner of his eye as I stood beside him.

“But I guess I got your hair.” I said quietly.

“That you do.” he chuckled, “And from what I’ve seen you’ve got my spirit too.”

“It would explain why I’m still here.” I uttered.

“What are you talking about?” He asked, turning to face me.

“Despite being a good fighter, I’m frail.” I informed, “I always get sick no matter how hard I try or what I do. But I’m still here.”

“That you also got from your mother,” He told me, “I was afraid she wasn’t going to survive having you, and I was afraid you weren’t going to survive when you came. But the second I held you, I felt the power, the strength that you had inside your tiny body.”

“Is that why you named me, Meja?” I asked him, “Because you felt power in me?”

“That,” He admitted, “And because I wanted to Gods to see your strength, and perhaps entrust you with some of their own.”

“I don’t know if they’ve done that.” I told him, “But I’d like to think that they smile upon me from time to time.”

“That they do, they brought you back to me. My beautiful, Meja.” He then reached forward and pulled me into a hug.

“Dad,” I said to him as I hugged him back, “Not that I don’t appreciate the thought you put in for me name, but I go by Sigrid.”

“It’s a beautiful name.” He told me.

“Is that your choice?” Stoik asked as I stood beside Alvin, opposite to him and Hiccup.

I nodded, “I’ll come back to Berk. But for right now, I’d like to get know my birth father more.”

Stoik and Hiccup smiled and looked at each other before nodding.

“We’ll see you back on Berk then.” Hiccup said and hugged me again.

“Yeah.” I said returning his hug.

“Dad!” I called as they both mounted Toothless getting ready to leave.

“Yes, Sigrid?” Stoik asked turning to look at me.

“Thank you.” I told him, “For everything.”

He smiled, “It’s my pleasure, Sigrid.”

I smiled and waved them off with Alvin as they flew home.

Shadowsplinter nudged my back causing me to turn around and look at him. He looked sad.

“It’s not like we’re never gonna see them again.” I assured him and I stroked his muzzle, “We’ll spend a couple of weeks and then go back to Berk, how’s that?”

He perked up and nodded at that.

“A fine animal you go there.” Alvin said admiring my dragon.

“His name is Shadowsplinter.” I told my father, “And he’s part of the family.”


Obscuring The Heart(Part 11)


Hiccup, Astrid and I all entered the great hall to be met with a load of screaming and yelling in concern and anger over the fact that Stoik was no longer here. It wasn’t much of a surprise to me that the twins where there just trying to cause more havoc in the chaos.

“There you are.” Gobber said as he pushed through the crowd to the back and grabbed Hiccup and me, “You two are the acting chiefs,” He told us, “Your people need you.”

“Um..” Hiccup trailed off trying to find words, but was downed out by the crowd.

“Enough!” I boomed, my voice reverberating off the high walls, “I understand all of your concerns, but I assure you everything is fine. There is no need to panic. Stoik will return to us safely, and we will not be under threat of the Berzerkers.”

“How can we trust and Outcast!” Someone in the crowd shouted.

“That’s right! She could be working with Alvin or Dagur to get us to lower our guards!” Another shouted.

They all let out a cry of anger, aimed at me this time. I wanted to yell at them that I wasn’t, I wanted to point out the amount of times I had saved this village, I wanted to set my case. But I knew that whatever I said was going to fall on deaf ears, they didn’t want me leading them. They might never want me leading them again.

“That’s enough!” Astrid called gaining everyone’s attention, “Sigrid the Siren Haddock would be the last person on this island to form and alliance with Dagur the Deranged who is currently in control of the Outcasts! I don’t think I need to remind everyone of how they fought and nearly killed each other each and every year the treaty needed to be signed. It doesn’t matter if she was born an Outcast, she was raised here on Berk with us. This is where her loyalties lay. And if all of you are too pigheaded to see that, you have no right to be concerned for Stoik. Go back to your huts and wait until we get him back, that’s all your entitled to.”

Everyone was silent and staring at Astrid, especially myself.

“What?” She asked with a shrug as she met my eye, “I might not like you as a person, Sigrid, but at the very least, and if nothing more, I respect you as a warrior. And just because you found out the truth of who you are changed, doesn’t change what you’ve done for us and the village.”

I felt my mouth close and a small smile spread across my lips, “Thank you.” I said to her softly.

“My sister is correct with what she says.” Hiccup called, gaining everyone’s attention, “Whether you want to believe in her not is not my concern, but we will bring our father back. So you have nothing to worry about, please just remain calm until he returns.”

As I looked around the room I saw no one in the crowd could meet my eye. Astrid’s words had hit home. They were ashamed, and they were remembering some of the acts I had done to save the village and its people along with the wild and violent fights Dagur and I have had.

Hiccup pulled me by my hand and we left the great hall, heading straight for home. We had to figure out what to do.

I sighed as I sat in my chair at the table as Hiccup looked over dad’s ax.

“They were friends you know.” Gobber said coming through the door.

Both Hiccup and I looked up at the blonde man.

“Who?” We asked at the same time.

“Stoik and Alvin.” He told us as he pulled a fish out of the pot over the fire and threw it at Toothless, “They were inseparable since they were born. Grew up together, almost like brothers.”

“What happened to them?” Hiccup asked.

“They grew up,” He started, “Stoik became chief and it seemed to be all down hill from there.”

“Gobber?” I asked, my voice hardly more than a squeak, “Where you there the night I washed up on shore?”

“Aye, that I was lass.” He told me.

“Did Stoik know I was Alvin’s daughter and that’s why he took me in?” I almost whispered the last part, but I needed to know.

“He didn’t know right away who’s you were.” He told me, “After a once over of that necklace you had with you, he knew. To be honest with you lass, some of us wanted to put you back in the boat and send you right off again, but Stoik wasn’t having any of it. I think the reason he kept you was because he felt bad for banishing Alvin. But don’t think for a second that he didn’t love you. He raised you like his own because he wanted you to be his own. He was hard on you because he wanted you to be the best you could be.”

I ran a hand over my hair, running my fingers through the braids that weren’t tied back. This made things so much harder.

“Hiccup!” I heard Fishlegs scream and I got to my feet, “Sigrid!” He burst through the door huffing and puffing, “Island! Screaming! Coming!”

“Slow down, Fishlegs.” Hiccup assured the blonde, “What happened?”

After taking a deep breath, Fishlegs replied, “Meatlug and I were on patrol, we saw the Screaming Death eating some rocks. It was just past Dragon Island when we saw it, and it’s making its way here.”

We all rushed outside to make sure it wasn’t already upon us.

“How much longer to you think we have?” I asked him.

“Not long.” The husky boy replied.

“Hiccup!” Astrid yelled and ran up to us with a piece of parchment wrapped around an arrow in her hand, “This is from Dagur.”

She handed it to him and Hiccup read it.

“What does it say?” I asked my brother.

“It says we have until tonight to deliver Toothless or, our father will be…” He crumpled up the paper and tossed it to the side. He didn’t have to continue for us to know what he meant.

“What are you thinking?” I asked him, knowing that look.

“Astrid, you and Fishlegs round up Snotlout and twins. Prepare for the Screaming Death. Sigrid, I need you with me for a bit, once we’re done you’re with them preparing.” he told me.

We all nodded. The blondes took off to round up the others. Hiccup and I mounted our dragons and I followed him to the arena where Alvin was being held.

We got off and Hiccup opened the door keeping Alvin in.

“Well this is a dilemma.” The taller man said as he stepped out, “Should I stay, should I go?”

“Both.” Hiccup told him, “You are going to help me get our father back.” He told him, “You are going to show Toothless and I a way into Outcast Island where we can then save him.”

“You finally did come around.” He smirked, “But what if I’ll only show my daughter.”

“I’ll never see you again.” I warned, the smirk from his face dropped, “If you don’t show Hiccup in and help him save Stoik, you will never see me again,” I paused before adding, “Alvin.”

His face looked utterly defeated as I refered to him by his name, rather than calling him my father.

“Fine.” He relented bitterly before adding, “But when this is all over, you and I need to sit down for a heart to heart missy.”

“When everything is said and done.” I told him.

“Alright.” He said and nodded at Hiccup, “I’ll take you in.”

“You two be safe.” I told them, glancing between them, “We don’t know what Dagur has up his sleeve.”

“You be safe here too.” Hiccup told me and rested a hand on my shoulder, “You might just be facing something scarier than Dagur.”

I smirked at him, “Dagur isn’t scary, he’s an overgrown toddler that explodes when he doesn’t get his way.”

“Yeah,” Hiccup said sarcastically, “The only difference is that this toddler can hold his own with you in a life or death fight.”

“That’s why I’m telling you to be safe!” I told him as I mounted Shadowsplinter and flew out of the arena heading for the forge.

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.”



Obscuring The Heart(Part 8)


“Hiccup!” I cried to my brother as I grabbed him and pulled him behind a near by wagon full of straw.

“Sigrid, what is it-”

I threw my hand over his mouth and hushed him before peering around the corner to see a large, black reptile with piercing green eyes staring at me. I threw myself back against the cart.

“That’s a night fury.” I whispered to my brother.

He moved my hand from his mouth and said in a normal speaking voice.

“Yeah, you know Toothless.”

I shushed him again.

“The village is in danger, Hiccup.” I whispered again.

“What are you talking a-”

I pulled him close to me and put my hand over his mouth again.

“Shush.” I whispered again, “Do you wanna die? I don’t even have a weapon to defend us. And that night fury is walking around the village like he owns the place. We gotta get to Gobber.”

“What about dad?” He then whispered to me.

“I got up this morning and he wouldn’t let me have my weapons. Saying I wasn’t in my right enough min-”

I cut myself off, looking across the plaza to see Ruffnut and Tuffnut walking casually and talking while a giant green reptile with red spots followed them; stalking them.

“Stay here.” I whispered to Hiccup, who didn’t say anything. I peered around the corner to see the large dragon had lost interest for the moment and was sniffing around at the ground. I used it as an oppertunity to sprint across the plaza silently, and tacked both the twins out of the line of fire from the zipple back.

“Stay down.” I whispered to the two of them.

“Why?” Tuff asked me adjusting his helmet.

“Yeah, why?” Ruff asked with an equally loud voice.

“Shh!” I told them, pulling them under a wagon as I saw the dragon round the corner.

“You two should be careful, there’s dragon’s walking around the village like they own the place right now. And dad’s being stupid again and not letting me have my ax.”

“Uh, Si.” Tuff started.

“You do remember that we ride dragons, right?” Ruff asked.

“Yeah,” Tuff added, “Your own brother, Hiccup, even trained them.”

“You two are being ridiculous.” I snarled as I saw the night fury from before move closer to the wagon where Hiccup still sat. Only instead of being alone, he was looking up at one Astrid Hofferson and one Fishlegs Ingerman talking to them.

“Dragons and vikings living together. Impossible.” I stared in horror as Hiccup stood up as the night fury made its way over to them, “They’re going to get him killed.”

I hurriedly crawled out from under the wagon and grabbed a broom from the side of a house and ran over to save him. Or that was my intention before my face hit the dirt of the plaza floor.

“What are you two doing!?” I screamed at the twins as they pinned me down, “Hiccup’s gonna get killed!”

“Has she finally lost her marbles?” Astrid asked as the three of them and the dragon approached us.

“Shut up Hofferson!” I snarled, trying desperately trying to get the twins off, “I hope that zipple back burns you!”

“Do you want to tell me what’s going on with you, Sigird?” Hiccup asked.

“I’m trying to save your life.” I told him.

“I think she’s got eel pox again.” Ruff said.

“That would explain her lack of realization about the dragons.” Tuff added.

“That’s why dad took your weapons.” Hiccup sighed, “Sigrid you’d be a danger to everyone with them.”

“I would not!” I told him, “Dragons shouldn’t be here!”

“Dragons and vikings now live together in harmony.” Hiccup told me kneeling in front of me, “Why don’t you take all that energy and put it into something useful?”

“Useful?” I asked, “What would that be?”

“I don’t know, what would we do as kids together?” He asked.

“Make a fort!” I yelled and managed to throw the twins off as I threw my arms up in glee.

Hiccup laughed openly at me.

“Yeah, how about you go home and make a fort in our room.” Hiccup told me, “I gotta go do something for dad, but I’ll be back later and we can play in the fort together. Okay?”

I nodded furiously, mind filled ideas to make the best fort in Berk. I then lunged forward  and wrapped my arms around Hiccup’s neck, hugging him tightly. Hiccup sighed and returned the hug. After a moment, he said something.

“Si, I gotta go.”

“You have to promise me, we’ll play together when you get back first.” I giggled.

Hiccup sighed, “I promise.”

“Okay.” I said and instantly released him, “Hurry back.” I then jumped up and skipped my way back home.

I threw open the door and b-lined for the closet where we kept the spare blankets.

“Why are you home?” I looked over to see dad standing there with Gobber.

I smiled, “Hiccup said I should do something productive today because I’m full of energy. So I’m going to make a blanket fort in our room and when he gets back from an errand you sent him on we’re gonna play in it together.”

“You aren’t mad I took away your weapons this morning?” He asked as I inspected a spear leaning against the wall.

“No.” I said as I gathered the spear up with some of the blankets, “I’m going to make a fort!” I then giggled and bounded up stairs, eager to get started, “By the way dad, do you know if we have any rope?”

“Under the stairs.” He yelled up at me, “Sigrid, I’m going out. There’s a village issue I need to attend to. I’ll be at the great hall if you need anything.”

I poked my head downstairs to see the two men starting to leave.

“Is it serious?” I asked, causing them to pause, “Do you need my help?”

Dad and Gobber exchanged looks for a second before he replied, “Oh no, it’s just a little diplomatic dispute. You have no need to worry about it, Sigrid. Why don’t you go work on that fort of yours.”

“Okay.” I giggled and turned to start work.

Moving around our beds, desks and other miscellaneous furniture we had in our room I got the basic idea of the fort layed out. I then ran down stairs and grabbed all the rope, blankets and pillows I could find. Once all of that was up there I began working tirelessly to assemble the best fort I could possibly make.

“Sigrid?” I heard the familiar voice of my brother enter the house.

“Up here!” I yelled down to him. I heard him start up the stairs and stop a couple of steps from the top.

“Wow.” was all he said as he gazed in awe at what I had accomplished.

“Pretty nice, huh?” I said as I crawled half way out of the door way I had made to get in and out.

“You used the entire room!” He exclaimed.

I grinned and nodded, “I even included our furniture. But don’t worry, your desk is still usable. I made sure of that.”

“How, when, uh, what?” Hiccup struggled for words.

“Wanna come inside?” I asked hopeful.

“Uh, sure, why not?” He said and moved towards the entrance. I backed up, all the way in, making sure he had enough room.

“Wow.” He said again once he sat down and looked around a little.

It was a master piece. Rope was the center beam holding up most of the blankets that cascaded down and were neatly tucked behind boxes, our beds, chairs and desks. In the center was a spear, it kept the ceiling up and made it feel roomy. There was one single candle next to the spear that illuminated the entire room.

“Can’t believe you did that in the time I was gone.” Hiccup said.

I grinned, “I’m glad you like it.”

“I’ll like it a lot better once you take this.”

I opened my eyes and looked to see Hiccup holding out a bowl with a greenish coloured liquid in it.

“What is it?” I asked as I took the bowl and inspected it.

“Just drink it,” Hiccup told me, “It’ll help you feel better.”

I shrugged and chugged the thick liquid without a second thought. I put the bowl down on the ground and wiped my mouth.

“Well?” Hiccup asked after a moment.

I turned and pulled a shallow box over and in between us.

“You promised me we would play together in here once you got back.” I told him.

“Sigrid, you aren’t feeling well.”

“Don’t tell me what I feel, Hiccup.” I warned him, “You know how long it takes for that medicine to kick in, we’ve been through it enough.”

“So you aren’t going to try to save me from Toothless, or hunt Shadowsplinter, or something?” He asked.

I shook my head, “I’m in my right mind again. Don’t worry.”

“Great!” Hiccup exclaimed, “Then why don’t we see how the twins are doing? Last I checked they had some crazy invention about frozen yak milk.”

“That actually doesn’t sound too bad.” I told him and grabbed his sleeve and he was about to get up.

“You promised when you got back we would play together, Hiccup.” I repeated.

“What do you want to play then?” He asked with a sigh and sat back down.

I pushed the wooden box a little closer to him.

“Maces and Talons?” He asked looking at the game.

I nodded, “In here, at least, no will have to know what we’re doing. And we wont be judged on who will be the next chief.”

“Alright.” He smiled, “One game.”

I giggled a little to myself as we started, it would never be just 1 game.

Obscuring the Heart(Part 7)


I sang softly to myself an old viking war song as I scrubbed myself clean in a mountain lake. Shadowsplinter was along the edge of the lake keeping watch and enjoying the song I was singing.

I moved to grab my lavender soap again to scrub my hair out, while continuing to sing.

I paused only to dunk my head under the water and scrub my scalp with my fingers before pulling myself back up above the water’s surface and shook my head for the excess water and suds off. I pushed my dark hair back out of my face and turned to look at Shadowsplinter.

“What do you think I should do for Hiccup’s and my birthday, Splint?” I asked the large brown dragon on the edge of the lake.

Shadowsplinter just looked at me and gave me a shrug short of gesture.

I sighed thinking to myself as I clambered out of the water and to the awaiting fire Shadowspinter had prepared. As I dressed myself in summer cloths, consisting of black pants with leather straps along the thighs, a dark blue shirt without sleeves with a leather string holding the neck closed. I still had my leather arm bands going from the backs of my hands to my elbows but with little leather strings on my upper arms. My belt holding my ax and knife and my fur boots with leather straps on the ankles were still the same.

I pulled out my comb and started to pull it through my dark hair, which was far longer than I had thought it was.

“What should I do?” I asked just myself this time as I continued to comb my hair.

Hiccup’s and my birthday was coming up next week, and I wanted to do something extra special for him this year. Every year I would make Hiccup a special dinner and two cakes, one sweet one for him and an apple cake for me. But this year I wanted to do something special, I almost lost him twice this year and I wanted to make sure he knew how much I actually cared for him.

As I was pulling my hair back into a high pony tail to keep it out of my face, it dawned on me what I could do.

I picked up my winter cloths and threw them the sack I brought and swung it over my shoulder before picking up my ax to put it back in my belt.

“Come on, Shadow.” I said dumping a bucket of water on the fire, “We gotta get back to town.”

I hauled myself up onto the saddle. Shadowsplinter spread his wings and took off.

I carefully looked over the wears that were out on the boat for me to see, trying not to make it obvious what I was doing. Hiccup was just purchasing more ink.

After a few more minutes there was only me and Johan left on the ship.

“Why Sigrid! It’s so good to see you! I’m sorry I haven’t gotten to you earlier.” He said sincerely.

I looked him in the eye, “It’s okay.” I told him, “I wanted to wait to get you alone anyway.”

“What is it I can do for you?” He asked bowing to me.

I explained what I needed, Johan thought for a moment before going below deck and getting the exact item I wanted.

I got up early that day and snuck downstairs to prepare Hiccups favorite dinner. I only made it once a year because it actually took three days to prep before I could actually cook it.

After wrapping the main part of the dish up in a cloth and setting it down in the pot with some fresh water and herbs I set out to making oatmeal for breakfast. Shortly before it was done, Hiccup and dad both came grumbling out to the kitchen table and sat down.

“Happy Birthday, Hiccup.” I told the brunette with a soft smile as I set cups of water in front of the two men, “Morning dad.”

“Good morning to you too, Sigrid.” Dad greeted.

“You know, Sigrid, we don’t have to pretend it’s our birthday anymore.” Hiccup said scratching the back of his head.

I just stared at him like he was crazy, “What are you talking about, Hiccup?” I asked as I turned back to the pot that had breakfast in it, “We’ve always had our birthday together.”

“But we aren’t twins.” He argued.

“But we’re family.” I told him pouring oatmeal into bowls for them, “And as far as I’m concerned, as long as you don’t mind sharing your birthday with me, I don’t care.”

“I guess we’re stuck celebrating together then.” He told me as he dug into his breakfast.

“I should have told you sooner.” Dad said staring at his breakfast.

I shook my head, “You did what you could to protect Hiccup, the village and me, dad.” I assured him as I sat down with my own breakfast, “I’m sure if you told me earlier, before I was ready to hear it dad, I would have jeopardized everything for answers.”

There was a thick silence between the tree of us as we all stared into the soggy oats.

“But let’s not focus on this.” I suggested flashing them both a crooked, genuine smile, “It’s our birthday after all.”

“So…” Ruff and Tuff said in usion as the seven of us sat on a hill overlooking the village, our dragons either sleeping or playing around us.

“So..” I mimicked the two of them, encouraging them to move on.

“What are we celebrating today?” Ruff asked not sure how else to ask it.

“Yeah,” Tuff continued, “Under normal circumstances I would cheer for both of you, but, uh, our normal has kinda been turned on its head. Which let me assure you is much harder to do than you would think.”

“It’s my and Sigrid’s birthday today.” Hiccup answered for me, “We grew up as twins, so why not keep that. Besides, we don’t actually know when Sigrid was born, and it seems just a little redundant to change it now of all times.”

I nodded in agreement, “And Hiccup doesn’t mind sharing his birthday with me anyway, so everything works out.” I said shooting a smile at the brunette.

“Alright then,” Tuff said before jumping up with Ruff and dancing around us screaming ‘happy birthday!’ to the both of us.

Hiccup laughed as I smiled and layed back on the hill.

Even when things got turned upside down, inside out, backwards and then faces south, there were still these moments where nothing else mattered but what we had here with us.

I set the yak leg out to roast next to the fire and used the water it was soaking in to make the bread for the night. It was a fast rise bread, what would take the most time would be the baking, which would take about as much time as the yak to roast will.

I left the dough on the counter with a damp cloth over it to rise as I went outside to get Shadowsplinter and grab some more firewood before night came.

On the way back, I saw a black shadow go under Shadowsplinter’s wing.

“Hiccup, you know that’s dangerous.” I called down to the brunette underneath the massive wingspan of my dragon.

But it was true, getting caught directly underneath the wings of the flying timberjack could be lethal. Winds from the ground could carry up and stay underneath the wings allowing the dragon to glide. If a dragon got caught underneath their wings over, say the ocean, the air coming up and getting trapped underneath the timberjack wings and the air coming up from the ocean can cause the dragon’s wings to collapse and the dragon to crash or drown.

“What can I say?” Hiccup laughed as he and Toothless fell back behind us before speeding up and flying in sync with Shadowspinter and I, but a little higher up, “I learned from the master herself.”

I rolled my eyes at his comment, “Just cause I’m stupid and reckless doesn’t mean we both have to be.”

Hiccup laughed openly, “But it’s actually fun to do things you know might kill you.” He grinned at me, “Like constantly anger Dagur.”

I rolled my eyes at him again, “That’s not dangerous.” I told him and we both landed next to the house, “That’s just fun.”

Hiccup laughed again as he dismounted Toothless.

“Help me with this.” I said as I grabbed part of the sack of firewood.

He said nothing but smiled and grabbed the other side as we dragged it into the house.

“Delicious as usual.” Hiccup said with a satisfied sigh while patting his stomach as I cleared the table.

I smiled as I put the dishes in the sink.

“I guess its present time now, isn’t it?” Dad asked as we wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

I shrugged, “Not unless you two want dessert now.”

“No.” They both said together.

“I’ll explode.” Hiccup moaned before laughing.

“Then I guess its present time.” I said before climbing the stairs to Hiccup’s and my room, with my brother just behind me.

I knelt down and reached under my bed to grab the box I had been hiding.

I stood up and looked at Hiccup who also had a box in his hands. We both smiled at each other before going back down stairs to the table. Dad was already sitting there with his gifts for us. There was a small box in front of Hiccup’s chair and something wrapped in cloth in front of my chair.

“Open mine first.” Dad encouraged.

Keeping our gifts for each other at our sides Hiccup and I simultaneously opened our gifts. As the last of the cloth fell, I saw completely what it was.

Dad had gotten Gobber, and apparently Fishlegs, to work on this. It was a gronkle iron bow with intricate designs along it, much like the one I had as a child. I ran my hands over the craftmanship.

“It’s beautiful.” Was all I could say looking at the light grey metal in my hands.

“I thought it would be a good replacement to the one you lost as a wee one.” Dad told me.

“Thanks dad.” I said with a smile on my face as I remembered the wooden bow I had growing up. I was probably the best shot out of everyone in the village, but I lost it at twelve when Dagur came for another visit. We got in a fight over target practice and he ended up breaking my bow saying I was cheating and there was no way I was better with a bow than he was with throwing knives. I ended up breaking one of his arms and dislocating the other, if his father hadn’t pulled me off and thrown me to my dad I would have killed him.

I looked up to see an unbelievably fine leather in Hiccup’s hands.

“That, I thought would make a nice tail for Toothless.” Dad explained to Hiccup.

“I think it’s perfect for his new tail.” Hiccup said with a smile on his face, “Thanks dad.”

Hiccup and I looked at each other and slid our gifts for each other across the table.

We both opened them together. I was looking down at a steel short hand syth on a long chain with a small weight on the other end. It was amazing.

“Wow.” I looked up to see the look on Hiccup’s face as he stared down at the small crystal figurine of an unknown dragon.

“Where did you get this?” Hiccup asked in awe not looking up.

“Johan.” I told him, “He said it was called a Bewilderbeast. It’s supposed to be the king of all dragons.”

“I love it.” He said in amazement.

” I think I should be saying that.” I said pulling out the chain syth, “The work you must have put into this.”

We both got up and we met in the middle for a hug.

“Can I try, please?” Tuff begged as I spun the chain syth around in the air above my head.

“Hey! I asked first!” Ruff yelled at her twin.

I brought the syth down on my target of wood efficiently slicing it in two.

The power that could be behind this thing at times was amazing.

“How rusty have you gotten?” Astrid challenged coming into the arena with a bow and quiver full of arrows herself as I was pulling in the chain.

“Not rusty enough to lose to you.” I growled.

She smirked looking at the targets on the other side of arena.

We both said nothing as we pulled an arrow out and set it in our bows, pulling the string back and lining them up.

We both let go at the same time. I was less than a half inch off of the dead center. Astrid not too far behind.

I glared at the arrow I had just let fly. I knew I could have gotten that bullseye easy. But I was off for some reason.

“But you are rusty.” Astrid smirked at me.

I turned my glare from the arrow to the bow in my hand, wondering if I was really that out of touch.

“You used to wear your hair down a lot more.” I heard Hiccup say behind me.

It dawned on me. Dagur cut my hair almost every time I saw him growing up, to the point I could never grow it long enough to braid or put in a pony tail. I was forced to wear it down all the time. Because of that whenever the wind blew my hair was always dancing in the wind around me, it let me feel all the wind’s directions and feel how to aim. My hair now reached just below my shoulder blades, because the last couple of visits we got from Dagur he insisted he was far too mature to do anything so childish anymore. But all of it was kept up and back, out of my face. There wasn’t a stray hair that escaped my hair tie, so I couldn’t feel it like I used to.

“How’s the new tail coming?” I asked Hiccup turning my attention from my bow to him.

All he did was smile and hold it up for me to see, “With lighter and more flexible boning.” He said.

“You gonna get to go faster?” I asked.

He nodded, “Gonna give it a test right now, you wanna join us?”

I shook my head, “There’s something I gotta do. But I’ll race you later.”

“I’ll see you later, then.” Hiccup smiled and went to saddle Toothless up.

I left the arena and headed back home.

I sat at my desk with a small mirror that had belonged to my mother sitting on the top of it. My hair was down, out of its tight pony tail, I was running my comb through my hair. Something I rarely did unless I had just had a bath.

I pulled a few small sections of my hair at the front and began to braid them. My hair was far too long now to be left down all the time, but I could leave a couple of braids down in the front.

I had five small braids framing my face, three on the right two on the left. I pulled the rest of my hair back into a pony tail. I was finally satisfied with my work and got up from my desk grabbing my new bow and a quiver of arrows before heading out again.

The braids on either side of my face danced lightly as I pulled the arrow back in my bow. I took this into account and let my body move on its own. I let the string go, and watched the arrow hit the target, smashing the acorn in half and splattering the nut all over the forest floor.

I ran over to the arrow that was now lodged into a tree quite a bit back in the woods.

“Is this what you were up to?”

I turned around to see Hiccup on Toothless landing not too far from me.

“Yeah.” I said pushing one of the braids behind my ear.

“I like it.” He told me, “And it gives you better aim.”

I smiled, “You wanna race now?”

“Yeah.” He said as I mounted Shadowsplinter, “But let’s not get under Shadowsplinter’s wings this time, Bud.”