Chapter one.
"Dagur! Come on , we don't have time for this nonsense talking. Viggo expects us to be there in 3 days! If we don't get going now , we'll take more than 3 days to get there! Why do you have to be so damn slow all the time? Aren't you a chief? You're not doing the job proberly! So damn useless all the time." Ryker said angrily. They were supposed to be on their way to Viggo's island but instead they were still near Dragon's Edge. He should have known letting Dagur try to get the Dragon Eye wasn't a good idea. He always knew, yet he keeps giving Dagur chances. That has to stop.
Dagur flinched at the harsh words, he should be used to that by now , all his life had he heard such words by his father. He sighed and got on the ship , Heather glanced at him worriedly , she knew what had happened all those years ago , why Dagur was the way he is now. Dagur had told her everything when he was drunk a few weeks ago. The hate she had for him vanished. Dagur looked at her and gave her one of his soft smiles , which didn't reach his eyes. She despretley wanted to tell Hiccup to let Dagur be one of them but she knew neither Dagur nor Hiccup would want that.
Once everyone was on the ship they began their journey to Viggo's island. No one knew what it was called. Dagur sat down near the railing of the ship , staring at the water.
"You know , if I could , I would push you overboard and let you freeze to death in this ice cold water. But I won't because you are good at telling us things about Hiccup and his friends. That's the only thing you're good at though. I really hope Viggo orders me to kill you cause you're nothing like a pest to us. Heather thinks so too , you know. I can feel it the way she looks at you. I totally understand. Who would want to have such a lously brother like you?" Ryker laughed and walked away. Dagur tried to ignore what he said but he just simply couldn't.
By the time it was dinner time , he still sat there. Heather walked up to him and sat down , a chicken leg on a wooden plate in her hands. "Dagur , come. Eat. You sat here almost all day. You should be hungry."
She said but Dagur just shook his head , remebering what his father once said. "You're so damn fat and useless, Dagur. I'm ashamed to call you my son!"
"No thanks , sis. I'm not hungry. I had some berries which I picked up at Dragon's edge" Dagur lied and smiled to her. Ever since he got muscles on his arms from working out, he felt like his arms were fat and flabby , even though they were just muscular. Heather sighed and got up.
" Alright. It's getting late. You should go get some rest soon." She said and walked away. Dagur sighed and went to his small cabin , he lied down on the hard bed made of wood and 3 blankets and closed his eyes,soon falling into a dreamless sleep.