Hicca sat next to her father and all of her friends in the cell that Dagur had thrown them all in. Her tunic was ripped from where she had struggled, but luckily it only ripped up to the bottom of her ribs. Didn't make her any less shy about it though.

Dagur came in a moment later.

"Well well well…" He smirked "If it isn't little miss. Goody two shoes."

Beat.

"Or one."

"What do you want, Dagur?" Hicca demanded. She continued to hold her shirt in place, but shivered as Dagur stared at her with a strange expression.

"Grab her."

"What?" Hicca demanded as they came in and grabbed her arms, forcing her to release her hold on her shirt, letting it fly open and show her stomach, but still luckily it didn't go any further up.

"Oh. Sadness" He tsked. Before anyone could move, he removed his dagger from his belt, and cut her shirt the rest of the way up, leaving just a torn shirt and her breast bindings.

She gasped in horror and struggled, waiting to cover herself.

"Dagur!" Stoick yelled "Let her go!" He tried to start forward, but was pulled back by the chains around his wrists, just like everyone else.

"I've been trying to break Hicca since she was five. I've found that no matter what I do, her wounds always heal, so, I've found what doesn't heal. Ever."

Everyone stared at him, horrified.

"Why" A soft voice whispered. "Why do you do this to me. Why am I worth your time." Hicca lifted her head and everyone saw angry, but also humiliated tears in her eyes. "What did I ever do to you?" She screamed. "All I ever did was stand next to my father and you try and drown me. All I ever did was smile at Asher and you try and behead me. All I ever did was stay quiet, never looked at you, never did a damn thing to you, and you make my life a living hell!"

Dagur didn't seem fazed. Instead, he grabbed her chin "You have a strong will, I'll give you that. Let's see how long that holds when your alone however"

His words easily told them all she wouldn't really be 'alone'.

And Dagur lead her away.

They all shook the doors as hard as they could, but nothing would budge the door. After not even five minutes, they heard her screams for him to leave her alone, and for him to stop. They heard his laugh at her screams, his words of violation, of slander.

They sat and covered their ears, praying for the sound to go away, and this to be a horrible dream.