Author's Note: Revised Chapter 3. please review and let me know how you think this story is going so far.

Chapter Three: Interrogation

If her words could be dragon's venom then Hiccup would be a dead fish from the tone she was using. The thought of this being a bad idea only crossed his mind for a second, but with the way she was staring at him made it all to real that this was. It almost looked like she wanted him to burst into flames.

He gulped and walked over to the cell trying not to drag his feet. When he was standing there he just fiddled with his fingers trying to start a conversation with her. Nothing came to mind. Not with that glare of hers. Luckily, he didn't have to start it.

"I could. No, I should kill you!" she slammed her hands around the bars shaking the door. "Do you know what you did!"

He began to stutter, "Well you see. The thing is-"

"Save it!" she screamed as she gripped the bars making her knuckles turn white as she did not look at him. She was taking deep harsh breaths and Hiccup could clearly see that she was thinking about something. He was correct because the next thing that she hissed out was, "You lied."

That made the Viking teen angry and he spat out, "Actually, I am trying to keep that promise still."

The female rolled her eyes and huffed. Not buying a single word he was saying.

"Look!" he screamed, even more agitated with the girl's attitude. "If you don't tell us why you are here than me breaking a promise to you will be the least of your worries."

"Why I'm here!" she yelled, "Since I came here I was attacked twice and now all I want to do is leave!"

"I know that," Hiccup stated calmly. "And I am trying to help."

The brunet looked at him in disbelief, "Help? You call shooting my dragon down helping? And now because of that she might even be…" she trailed off not wanting to finish her thought. "There's no way anyone can help me now."

Hiccup stepped closer to the iron cage and spoke to her once more, "I can try, but it won't work unless you listen to me." When he saw that she was willing too, he took a sigh of relief. "Now we both seemed to get off on the wrong foot."

"Especially you Peggy." She gestured to his prosthetic limb.

He rolled his eyes, "yes, that's very funny, but look you need to tell the Chief your name and come up with a reason why you attacked his son."

"Wait," she was shocked at the information presented to her, "You're that big loaf's son!"

"Yes, but you need to listen. If you do not tell him the truth, the whole truth, the only way you are leaving Berk is because you are going to Valhalla. Do you understand that?"

The prisoner stayed silent, her mind racing.

Hiccup was impatient though, "Well?"

"Fine," she gritted out and she held out her hand, "You got yourself a deal."

He smiled and shook her hand. He was only taken back when she pulled him close to the bars and told him the other part of the deal.

"But only if you find my dragon."

He released himself from her grasp and straighten out his shirt and sling. "Wouldn't dream of not doing that, but yes I'll find your dragon." Hiccup walked towards the exit and before leaving he said his farewell to her, "I would get some sleep if I were you. Tomorrow will be here sooner than you think."

When he left the girl slumped to the stone floor of the cell and stared at the matching ceiling before mumbling, "What did I get myself into?"

The morning sun came into her jail cell and she exhaled. Tomorrow did come sooner than she thought and she had no idea what shew as going to tell this Chief. She also did not know if that boy would even look for her friend, but all she could do was hope. She did not have any other choice, but to hope he would.

In that instance of praying the door swung open revealing the large shadow of Stoick the Vast. His voice echoed even when he was speaking in a calm voice, "Well are you willing to give your side or let conclusions be drawn?"

She stood up and looked at the man with red puffy eyes from the tears she let slip through the night. Her voice was tired and scratchy from a missed night of sleep. "Yes, sir. I am willing to talk about the other day and why I am here."

"Very well then, I need a name."

She looked puzzled and he clarified.

"Your name Miss."

Nodding and feeling stupid, she answered, "My name is Eira."

"Eira what?"

She looked even more confused and so Stoick moved on.

"What tribe do you belong to Eira?"

"It is just my dragon and I sir," the teen looked ashamed when telling him this and he took a note of her demeanor.

"Well then," he stroke his beard, "Why come to Berk?"

"I just needed to rest. We both did."

"If that was the case, then you should have come to the village."

She sighed and brushed some of her dark brown bangs out of her face, "Many people do not take kindly to a dragon. So even if I knew about your village here I still would not have come."

He made a small hum and then asked, "You care for this dragon, do you?"

"She's my only friend," she answered. "And that boy attacked her. Attacked us!"

"So that's why you fought back."

"We would have been gone if it wasn't for him!" Eira shrieked grasping the bars. When she saw the Chief's face she backed off and looked away. Her head as bent and she held off the tears that threaten to fall.

Stoick saw this and spoke up, "I have everything I need to know Eira. I will get back to you on whether you will be leaving the island." He turned and left the room, only leaving the poor girl more confused.

As expected Hiccup was outside waiting for his father. The larger man sighed mentally as he saw his small stature son running towards him.

Stopping in front of him Hiccup asked, "Well? You're letting her go right?"

"It's not that simple son."

"But you talked to her. You heard her story."

"And I am guessing you did too last night," the older Viking snapped. Though when seeing his son's own harden, yet fear stricken face he told the lad what was happening. "Look Hiccup, the council still needs to meet and decide what we should do. It is how we make decisions around here."

"But you are the Chief, you have the final say."

"Yes, but I also need our people to be happy and safe. The council makes this possible. Without their opinions I have chaos and I cannot allow that to happen."

"So what? We're just going to let her either rot in jail or kill her?" the auburn hair boy angrily asked.

The Viking pinched the bridge of his nose when the idea struck him, "If you and the other riders bring back her dragon and show everyone she means us no harm. It will likely sway the council."

"Really?" his face brighten when the man nodded and in a split second he called to her own dragon and hopped in the saddle.

Before the two boy left Stoick gave Hiccup specific instructions, "You just be careful with that arm of yours. Anymore damage and-"

"I know, I know dad," he interrupted wanting to get a move on, but wanting to settle his father's worry. "I will. Just try to stall them, until I return please."

"I'll do my best."

With that the father watched as his son took off on the Night Fury searching for the one thing Hiccup believed that would save the girl's life.