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Annika of Berk

Chapter One: Eirik
Thora's POV

I was flying swiftly away from Berserk, when I heard a voice say in amusement, "And where do you think you're going, Thora?"

I sighed and glanced behind me. "Magnus, of course..." I sighed.

Magnus-

Nineteen year old, former Outcast Tribe boy. He had been a follow-the-rules kind of guy ever since my parents arrested him for trying to steal our dragons when he was thirteen. His was an orphan and the Outcasts didn't care enough to fight for his freedom, so when he was freed, he decided to stay. My parents, trying to show that they trusted him, appointed him as my caretaker and gave him a Thunderclaw, his name was Lighter. He was the same dragon that was suppose to be mine before I found Ember.

Over the years, we became friends, but I couldn't even go flying without him tagging along. He was a pain, but I had to deal with him.

"Ok, princess, what happened?" he asked me.

I rolled my eyes. 'Princess' was his nickname for me because I was the chief's daughter. "Stop calling me that..." I mumbled, "Nothing happened, I just wanted to take Ember out..."

"You already did," he stated, "What's wrong?"

I sighed. "I'm adopted," I said quietly, "And my parents... they hid me from my real family..."

"Oh, they told you..."

"You knew?" I looked at him with betrayal.

He nodded. "Yes, and I wanted to tell you but your parents wouldn't let me," he explained, "Where are you going?"

"I'm looking for my family, my real family," I replied, "And if you know who they are, you'd be wise to tell me before I do something I regret."

I glared at him and put my hand on my dagger's hilt threateningly.

"Whoa, let's not overact, Thora," he said, raising his hands defensively, "Your parents never told me who your real family was."

"I'm going to find them, and you can't stop me."

"Who's trying to stop you? I'm going with you."

I shook my head. "I don't need anyone's help," I rolled my eyes.

"I never said I was going to help you," he smirked, "I just said that I was going with you, which makes me company, not help."

I scowled, "Fine... But I'm checking Outcast Island first." I glanced at him and saw him tense, but he didn't protest.

After an hour of flying in silence, we saw the island. "You can still turn back," I told him.

He hesitantly shook his head. "Had to come back eventually, now is as good a time as any," he replied.

We landed on the rocky terrain and the Outcast stared at me. "I'm looking for your chief," I said boldly.

After a few minutes, an eighteen year old boy walked up to me. "What do you want with my father?" he asked.

My heart started to pound in my chest. "Eirik?" I asked unsurely.

He nodded hesitantly. "Yes... Who are you?"

"Um," my cheeks turned red, "Thora... of Berserk..."

His eyes widened slightly and he looked shocked. "Oh..."

"Yeah..."

"But, it's not your eighteenth... birthday yet, is it?" he looked upset.

I shook my head quickly. "No," I told him and he looked relieved, "No, I came to look for my family..."

"Aren't they on Berserk?" he asked.

"Well, yes, but I'm looking for my birth family... I'm... adopted, apparently, and now I'm looking for my real parents..."

"Oh, what makes you think they'd be here?"

"My parents said that my family came looking for me, but I was hidden from them... And I was wondering if anyone lost their newborn daughter almost eighteen years ago... possibly taken by a Terrible Terror dragon...?"

He was quiet for a moment. "I'm not sure, but I'll ask my father if it'll help..."

I smiled, "Yes, thank you."

He motioned for us to follow and turned, walking towards a house. I looked at Magnus. "So, that's your future husband?" he said quietly as we followed Eirik.

"Apparently so..." I glanced at Eirik.

"What do you think of him?" Magnus asked.

"He's... polite..." I shrugged and made an irritated face.

"You really don't want to get married, do you?"

I sighed. "...Not to someone I don't love..."

While Eirik talked to his father, his mother introduced herself to me and Magnus. She smiled warmly. "You are a very lovely girl, Thora," she said kindly.

"Thank you, ma'am," I smiled politely, "Your son is very... charming."

She noticed my hesitation. "I know an arranged marriage must be hard," she started, "But maybe it would be easier if you and Eirik got to know each other before the wedding."

"Well..." I wasn't sure how to respond, but before I had to, Eirik walked up to us.

"No one on the island lost a child, but my dad did say that the Chief of Berk came looking for a baby girl around the time the war was over," he explained.

"The Chief of Berk? Hiccup and Astrid..." I looked at Magnus, "Do you think they could be my parents...?"

"It's possible," Magnus replied.

"Then let's go," I looked back at Eirik, "Thanks..."

He nodded, "No problem. I'll... see you in a few weeks, then..."

I cleared my throat awkwardly. "...Yeah."

"Unless, Eirik could go with you on your journey," his father suggested.

"Oh," Eirik looked at me, "I don't mind if it's alright with you."

"Um... yeah, ok, that... would be great..." I said, "But we have to leave right now so get your dragon and meet us outside quickly."

He nodded and Magnus and I went outside. We got on our dragons and waited for Eirik. After a few minutes, he landed in front of us, riding a Sword Stealer. I yelped. "No!" I protested, "No, you are not riding that thing if you're coming with us!"

Ember growled at the dragon and Magnus said, "She had a bad encounter with a Sword Stealer when she was a kid..."

"Oh..." Eirik looked at his dragon, "Well, Thief is the only dragon I ride..."

"Then you can ride with me and Ember..." I growled and glared at him.

-Thirty Minutes Later-

"Just tell me where I'm going!" I said angrily.

"I wouldn't need to tell you if you would just stop and ask for directions!" Eirik protested.

"Well we wouldn't need directions if you didn't lose the map!"

Magnus rolled his eyes. "You're already fighting like a married couple..." he muttered.

I shot him a glare. "I knew it you would only slow me down," I said, "Both of you! I should've done this alone. Look, there's an island down there, let's land and see if we can figure out where we are."

We landed and I walked away from the other two, looking for something that would show which way Berk was. I was horrible at geography, but sometimes if I could just find some sort of landmark, I might be able to find Berk.

After several minutes, a large shadow passed over me and I looked up. I gasped at what I saw. The dragon started to land across the island and I ran to follow it.

I peered out at the dragon, careful not to be seen. I felt a hand on my shoulder and jumped slightly. I looked and saw Eirik. "Hey, I'm sorry I lost the map..." he said.

I shook my head and put a finger to my lips, signaling him to be quiet. I pointed at the dragon. "Is that...?" he started quietly.

I nodded, "A Night Fury."

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