It's my Birthday! Yay, but I have go to work in an hour so...Booo! Anyway I redid this chapter again since no commented on it...yet.
But here is chapter three of the long waited Unchain My Heart.
Warning this chapter contains DagCup and much more to come. Also I just posted my second chapter Of Pushed to the Edge, another fem Hiccup and Dagur story, please check it out.
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Unchain My Heart
Chapter Three
I Own Nothing
Hiccup's P.O.V
I was dragged away roughly, my feet kicking up in the air, yelling for these two to let go of me, but I got nothing. They would either threaten me or just shove me to the ground, trying to get any information out of me, trying to know who I was or why am I here breaking into the forge in the middle of the night. I guess I can't really catch a break now can I? I was starting to panic, what were they going to do to me? Was I going to be locked up and held up against my will? Or was I going to be put to death? Who ever was the new chief figured out how to fear in the hearts of Oswald's warriors. Gods only know how long he's been dead, I haven't seen him years, I wonder who killed him? Who was left to take care of his insane son? His wife was dead so I guess no one really. Oswald had his brother Harold but he was living at a different tribe, so much farther away from here, I don't think he would have the never to take on his nephew, not in the crazy state is in, even as a young child back then I knew none of Dagur's relatives could stand him for being so stone cold and well... deranged.
"Please don't do this." I begged but it only feel on deaf ears, the men would just continue to drag me along as if I was dead yak getting ready to be butchered and hanged."You don't know what your doing, just let me go please." But once again I didn't get a response from neither of them. I kept my mind on Toothless the entire time, wondering if he was going to be okay without me, wondering if he was going to show up and save me, but that wasn't going to happen, he can't fly without me, so were both screwed either way at this point.
The walk seemed like forever but soon enough we were at the Great hall, my heart was racing as I was expecting the new chief to kill me right then and there. I was still hoping Toothless would show up and some how save the day, but that was all a pipe dream.
The doors were then slammed right open as I was led away, I saw a dark figure sitting on the throne, I couldn't make it out since who ever was on it was covered in the darkness, but I could see the helmet, or at least the silhouette of it.
I was then harshly shoved to the ground, letting out a grunt as I felt my legs cave it. I heard the person step down from the throne, standing right in front of me as I looked up with weak eyes.
"Well hello beautiful." Oh gods no, anybody but him.
Dagur stood right in front of me, flashing a dark smile along with his bright white teeth. Out of all the people this insane kid was chief of the Beserkers, oh I should have seen this coming, Dagur always had his eye on ruling this place, didn't think he could go this low. Then again Dagur was always a messed up kid, but now he was a young man, his hair was a dark red and tied back in a braid, his eyes were dark and full of insanity, he had large muscles around his arms, but he was still this around the waist like me, except about three time bigger then me, he was wearing a dark green tunic with dark brown pants along with the Beserker symbol of the Skrill on his belt.
"So you thought you could just come here and take some of our things huh?" He pulled my chin up, forcing me to look at him."Or did you come all the way out here to see me?"
I scoffed at him, pulling away as I looked back down.
"How did you end up here in the first place?" He asked this time with a little more anger in his voice, making me feel more uneasy. He then grabbed my face again, this time giving me another smirk."Or do I have to take you myself just to get you to talk?"
Then without even thinking I spit right in his face, hitting him right on the eye. He wiped it away, looking at his hand for a second, then turning his attention back to me, giving me that dark smirk once more."A little fight in you eh? I like a woman with a feisty spirit, so much more fun to break." My heart then dropped once he said that, was he going to kill me finally? Or was going to beating the living day lights out of me so I could talk so information to him.
After a few minutes of him looking at me, I could feel the lump in my throat drop to my stomach, just him giving me that one look made my skin crawl. Dagur is a sick son of a bitch, I'll admit that so far, but how far is he willing to go?
"Take her to my house, all the way to my private chambers, lock all the doors and windows, I want to make sure she doesn't try to escape." He said giving me one last glance before turning away from me, heading straight back to whatever he was doing before, I was suddenly grabbed again my my arms, still trying to pull and struggle away from the large men, but it was still no use, I was done for. I was now Dagur's property, I was his alone I guess I could put it, or I was going to be another murder victim to him.
He was going to keep me locked up in his house? Why his house and not the cells?
I wonder what my dad was doing right now?
Back On Berk...
The entire village was was in worry, wondering where there champion was at. It was not like her to just get up and leave. This was bad yet bizarre for anyone to see or hear of, it was like Hiccup was this savior to them and without her all was lost. But that wasn't the case, Hiccup was gone and no one had a clue where she was, her father and a small search party were already out and about, but nothing it was like she had vanished into thin air. Everyone was on the look out for the small girl, even all of her peers from dragon training were looking for her, mostly the boys.
It was late at night, no word of news of Hiccup.
Stoick wasn't doing so well either, his heart was in his throat as he circled his house over and over, many thoughts had traced through his mind. Where in the world was his daughter? Did she run away? Was she taken? Was she dead? No she was young strong girl, soon he would find her and bring her home. All he wanted was to see his little girl again, over the last couple of days have been the best, watching his daughter go from the worst viking Berk has ever seen, to the dragon master. She had turned out to be what Stoick always wanted, A true viking, the perfect heir he had always wanted.
But now she was gone and no where to be found, it was already pitch black out, and nothing.
He was starting to get more worried by the minute, his heart was racing the entire day. One minute everything seemed to be turning around, the next his one and only daughter is gone. Stoick could remember the night his little girl was born, so small and frail, but this was different now, this was the best thing that could have happen to the both of them. She had become what he always wanted to be, one of them.
Soon the front door swung open, Gobber hobbled in with a sad look on his face. I had a little bit of hope dancing inside my head, but deep down I knew they hadn't found her yet. There was a rough storm the other night, so my hopes of seeing my girl again were slim.
"Anything Gobber?" I asked with fear in my voice.
He shook his head."Nothing, we searched the almost the entire island still no sign of her."
I put my face in my hands, then slamming them against the table."Dammit!" I yelled, where could she have gone too?"She has to be out there Gobber, she has to be." I whispered trying to hold the tears back. This was one of my worst nightmares coming true, I promise Valka I would take care of her, and now our only child was gone and never coming back. How could this have happened, out of all the things this is the worse, I think I rather lose all of my limbs then lose my daughter. I rather die in a dragon raid then have my daughter dead, No she wasn't dead, she's alive, Hiccup is alive somewhere, but where?
I turned back to Gobber."Get the ships ready." I started walking out the door.
"But where in Odin's name are we going?"
I looked at his sternly."To look for my daughter."
Hiccup's P.O.V
I was quickly taken away, being dragged all the way up to the Dagur's large house, it was a dark brown wood, Skrills were carved on the sides, it was the biggest house on the hill, looking over the entire village. It is bad that I think this house is a lot more better looking then my own house? At least this house was all in one piece, Berk would always have a dragon raid, but around here this place didn't look touched, or at least up here, maybe Dagur was really taking good care of the place. But this wasn't my first time here, my father brought me here once when I was six, he and Oswald had to discuss some things, I at the time had no idea and still to this day.
The door was immanently pushed open as I was shoved in, I landed on my knees as I saw the doors quickly shut. I quickly got up and started looking around, there was a guard at every widow and door, so my chances of getting out of here were slim. The inside of the home was, quite nice... for you know a psycho path. The house was decorated with animal skulls and white furs, along with dragon skins along the walls as well, a few swords and axes were hanging on the wall as well, maybe I could...?
I still didn't want to risk it, I kept looking around until I stumbled into the living space, a fire was already lit, as some food was place on the dinning room table. It was enough to feed ten people, how in the world could Dagur eat this much? Most of it probably went to waste, that was a shame, Berk was having a food scarce while here there is enough to feed an entire tribe. There a bottle of wine open as well, I don't think I have ever seen a bottle like this, probably from the east.
Now I was getting more curious, maybe something is in the bed room, but there were more then just one room here. There was probably at least five to six rooms, why did he need all the space, it's just him living here. I slowly walked up the steps to the second floor, holding my breath expecting to find a dead body or something. I slowly opened the bedroom door, and to my surprise, nothing, it was just a normal bedroom, just a few furs lying around with a few candles lit. I huffed and was getting ready to turn around, until I hit something solid.
"Looking for something?" Dagur looked down at my with dark eyes.
I gasped and backed up, my heart was in my throat, not having the strength to speak on how scared I was.
"You wanna know something about this room?" He arched a brow and then smiled wickedly at me."This is where I killed my father, plugging my ax into his skull until there was nothing left of him."
I was frozen with fear, then turning my head away for a moment. Then without even looking at me, Dagur pulls me up, wrapping his arm around my waist, just his touch alone made me jump, but as soon as I tried to pull away, he pull me back into him. He led us back down the stairs, pushing me to the dinner table."Eat, I'm sure you're starving by now."
I quickly sat down, grabbing a piece of bread as he shoved a leg of boar my way. Then I notice he was pouring me a thing of wine, great he was going to try to get me drunk. I quickly grabbed the cup and took a quick sip of the wine, it was smooth but not too strong. It was was the middle of the night and here we both are feasting like kings or something like that, why was he trying to be nice to me? Shouldn't he being interrogating me or killing me even? We both stayed silent for a few minutes until Dagur cleared his throat.
"How long have you been here?" He asked calmly, I looked at his from across the table.
"Since yesterday." I replied, trying to keep this small talk as possible.
He put his drink down and looked at me again, not breaking eyes contact with me."Why were in my forge trying to take some of our supplies?."
I shrugged."Because I needed it to get back."
"To Berk?" He arched a brow.
I shook my head."No, I left Berk."
He then smiled a bit."You ran away from Berk Hiccup? I mean I can understand why but, why did you stop here?."
"I left for my own reasons, it's none of your concern, I didn't stop here on purpose it was an accident, I got caught up in a storm and just...crashed here okay?" That was all I was going to say to him, that was all he was going to get out of me. I crossed my arms around my thin waist, I was tired all I wanted was to go to sleep and to never wake up. I was still trying to get through my head that this boy had killed his own father in cold blood.
"I'm still keeping you here with me, the last thing I need is you running around and telling the other tribes about...my father's untimely passing, plus I already have other plans for the other tribes, to take what is mine and mine alone." He took off his helmet."Starting off with you." He walked over towards me."My father and your father signed a treaty when you were six and I was eight, that at sixteen you would be my betrothed to me, you are mine, and no one else's. Then I could see the darkness taking over him."My father was a weak old man with no back bone, not man enough to take what is rightfully ours.
I jumped off my seat, backing up against the wall, feeling my heart race.
"First I'll start off with the Outcast, merging our tribes together to take out the MeatHead tribe, then work our way down, once that's all done then I'll be taking care of you, you were promised to me, ever since I was a little boy I had dreams of us being together, with you by my side, you being the mother of our children, slaying all our enemies and dragons, having the world at our feet." His face was inches from mine."Don't you want that Hiccup?"
I shook my head."No!" I don't want a life like this, who would want a life of war and misery."I don't want that at all!"
He then frowned."Wow you really are boring, but that's too bad, because like it or not you're still mine, once you turn sixteen you're all mine." he then grabbed my arm."The reason I want to wait is so your body is at a right age for birthing our babies, can't having you die in the middle of childbirth now can I?."
I scoffed."I would rather die than be your whore."
Dagur grunted as he pushed me into a separate bedroom."This will keep you cozy until then." Before he could slam the door he said one more thing."Good night Hiccup." Then the door slammed shut before I could hear him locking it. I sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to cry, but I refused.
I stayed up almost all night, thinking of a plan to escape, and I think I might have one if I play this out carefully.
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