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Annika of Berk

Chapter Two: "Ember... Attack."
Thora's POV

"Go get Magnus," I whispered to Eirik.

He nodded and left, but the dragon heard his footsteps and looked towards us. I ducked down.

"Hey! Who's over there?!" I heard someone yell.

I peeked out and saw that the dragon had a rider. I stood up straight and looked at the man. "Who are you?" he asked.

"My name's Thora, I'm from the island of the Berserk," I replied.

"Thora? Are you the chief's daughter?" he asked and I nodded, "What are you doing all the way out here?"

"I'm headed to Berk, but my friends and I lost our map..." I explained.

"What business do you have on Berk?"

I hesitated, "I need to talk to the chief and his wife."

He looked interested. "Why?"

I crossed my arms. "It's personal."

He nodded. "Ok, well I can take you to Berk, if you like," he offered.

I gave a small smile. "That would be wonderful, thank you," I said, "Um... What is your name?"

"Antonio," he told me.

I nodded and Magnus and Eirik came up to me. "Guys, this is Antonio, he's going to take us to Berk," I said, "Antonio, these are my friends, Magnus and Eirik."

They greeted each other and we went to get our dragons. After another twenty minutes, we saw Berk. I took a breath, nervous. When we landed, Antonio guided us to one of the houses.

"Ok, this is where the Chief Hiccup and Astrid live," Antonio said.

"Alright, thanks," I replied with a small smile.

"Glad I could help." And with that, he walked away.

Hesitantly, I knocked on the door. After a minute, a woman, Astrid, I assumed, opened the door. "Can I help you?" she asked politely.

I glanced at Magnus and he motioned for me to speak. "Um... yes," I paused, "I'm Thora, the daughter of the chief of Berserk, and I..." I sighed.

"Are you ok...?" she asked.

"No," I said quietly, "Eighteen years ago, did you or anyone else on this island, lose a baby girl during the war against the Outcasts?" I looked at her.

Her eyes widened. "Hiccup!" she called into the house, then stared at me.

The chief came down and glanced at me. "What's wrong?" he asked Astrid.

They spoke quietly for a minute before looking back at me. "Come on in," Astrid said.

Magnus, Eirik, and I walked into the house and sat down. "What do you know about Annika...?" Astrid asked quietly.

I took a breath and rested my elbows on my knees, leaning forward. I set my head on my hands and said, "When I was a baby, my parents found me in a Terrible Terror's nest. I was alone and they adopted me... A few months later, when the war was over, my real family came looking for me, but they hid me. They won't tell me who my birth parents are so, I'm looking for them now..."

Hiccup and Astrid looked at each other, then stared at me with hopeful, but tear-filled eyes. "Then you've found them..." Astrid said quietly.

I looked at them and closed my eyes for a moment. A small smile appeared on my lips and I felt a hand on my cheek. Astrid was in front of me, studying me. She was smiling, a few tears slipping down her cheeks. I stood up and looked from her to Hiccup.

"H-How do I know that you're my real parents...?" I asked quietly.

"Your adoptive parents can confirm that we were looking for you after the war," Hiccup told me.

"Oh gosh..." I started to cry.

They hugged me tightly. My family. I smiled, crying tears of joy. After a few minutes, I pulled away and wiped my eyes. "You asked how I knew about Annika... is that what you named me?" I asked shyly, "Annika?"

They nodded. "You go by Thora now?" Hiccup said and I nodded, "The name suits you." He smiled.

"You're so beautiful," Astrid told me.

Magnus cleared his throat awkwardly and I looked at him. "Right. This is my friend, and 'caretaker', Magnus," I looked at Eirik, "And this is my... um... Eirik."

He raised an eyebrow, and Hiccup and Astrid looked interested. "Your... what...?" Hiccup asked slowly.

My cheeks reddened slightly. "We're um... betrothed, to each other..." I mumbled, "...An arranged marriage..."

"An arranged marriage? Why?" Astrid asked sympathetically.

"He's, well, the chief of the Outcasts' son and... our marriage will join our tribes..." I explained.

"I don't want my daughter to be forced into marriage," Astrid said as she looked at Hiccup.

"Well it's not your choice, now is it?" Eirik said rather rudely.

I glared at him. "As I recall, when I showed up on Outcast Island you were upset at the thought of our marriage," I stated.

"I was... I am; I don't want to marry someone I don't love! But they can't change the way things are," he countered.

I sighed, knowing he was right. I was about to say something else when we heard yelling from outside. We all got up and ran outside. I froze when I saw my dad and his best warriors with him.

"Where is our daughter?!" my dad demanded as he landed his dragon and looked around.

I tried to hid behind Eirik and Magnus, but he saw me. "Thora!" he yelled angrily.

I walked towards him, looking at the ground. He got off of his dragon and stood in front of me. "Get your dragon, we're going home," he told me sternly.

I glanced back at my birth parents and said quietly, "...No."

"Excuse me?" he asked, irritated.

"You've lied to me. You kept my family away from me. Give me one good reason why I should still listen to you!" With every word, my voice grew louder and I became angrier, "You're not my father."

He grabbed my arm. "I may not be your biological father," he started angrily, "But who raised you since you were a baby?! Who cared enough to even take you in?! I could've let you die in that dragon's nest!"

He started to pull me onto his own dragon. "We are going home!"

I pulled away. "No!" I yelled.

At the sound of my angry voice, Ember came up beside me and growled at my father. He let me go and I walked away from him. "Go back to Berserk," I said with my back towards him.

"You are coming back with me, young lady!"

"I am not," I clenched my fists, "Go, or else."

He laughed, "Or else what?"

"Ember..." I took a breath, "Attack."

Ember looked at me for a moment, then glared at my father, who quickly got onto his dragon. Ember took off towards him and Dad got his dragon into the air right before she would've rammed into them.

Ember went after them and any of the Vikings that tried to stop her. "I will be back for you, Thora!" Dad yelled.

I rolled my eyes and scowled. Magnus walked up to me. "What the heck is wrong with you?!" he grabbed my arm and looked me in the eye.

I tried to pull away from him but he tightened his grip around my arm. I winced. "Magnus, you're hurting me," I said.

He only tightened his grip further. "Good!" he shoved me backwards, "They're your family, Thora! You know what Ember could do to them!"

I looked at him and saw pure fury in his eyes. "Why are you so protected of them all of a sudden?!" I demanded.

"Because they don't deserve this," he growled, "They lied because they loved you! Yes they made a mistake, but everyone deserves a second chance! No one deserves to be pushed away from their family!"

That's when it clicked. And he knew that I knew what he was talking about. "I get it," I said, "This is about the Outcasts not trying to have you released when you were captured. You could've gone back to them when you were released but it was your choice to stay. And 'pushed away from their family'? Really, Magnus? What family? You're an orphan!"

He glared at me. "Was that really necessary?" he asked, hurt.

"Magnus-"

He shook his head and walked past me. I sighed as he got onto Lighter and flew away. I looked back at Eirik and my birth parents, they all looked hurt and shocked by my actions and words. I didn't even try to say anything to them, I turned and walked away.

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