The world was full of blurry splotches of color.

Maybe that was because I was trying my hardest to hold back tears.

Everything seemed frozen in time. The ocean was still. The wind wasn't ruffling my hair like it normally did. Windshear was still in the air.

I didn't register anything.

Since leaving Dragon's Edge, I let my brain shut down. I searched my deepest memories for anything that made sense with Hiccup's discovery.

I couldn't remember anything. Just my father's hands and his shield. His beautiful ornate shield.

Although, as I ran that memory over and over again, I noticed something. Someone was running by as I pushed the shield away from me, someone laughing maniacally.

That laugh shattered my dreamworld and sent me tumbling into reality.

It was Dagur. I knew that laugh anywhere.

The laugh that I heard as Dagur destroyed my village and murdered my family. The laugh that rang in my ears as he tried to capture me. The laugh that chilled me as I realized we were related.

Did it sound like my own?

I felt fear clog my throat, making me want to scream it loose. Hiccup was right. I was a Berserker. Worse- I was Dagur's sister. A Berserker chief's sister. What did that make me? A killer? Someone as feared as Dagur?

I was not like Dagur. I refused to believe it. Why did I want to believe it?

Because, unlike Astrid and the rest of the dragon riders, I liked to watch my enemies feel fear before I killed them. Maybe because I had wanted to kill him.

My blood brother.

I shut my eyes as that laugh rang through my ears. Screaming, I clutched my head in a vain attempt to get it out of my head.

My brother's crazy, maniacal laugh.


This happened after watching episode 11 for the third time. I feel like Heather needs a lot of angsty feels after that episode.

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