Hiccup opened her eyes, being greeted by the dim glow of fire. Hiccup sat up and looked around. She was surrounded by barrels of weapons and food. She was sitting two feet from a fire.

Hiccup stood up, ready to yell at one of the other riders for bringing supplies with them, but she realised that there were too many supplies there for just one person. Plus, if Snotlout, being the most likely to do this, would ever share this with the twins, seeming as they'd want to do this as well, they would have told everyone before the challenge even began. There was no way this stuff could have belonged to the riders.

Hiccup turned to leave, when she heard a familiar voice behind her, "Hiccup! You're safe!"

Hiccup turned back just in time to be hugged tightly by Dagur the Deranged, the chief of the Berserkers. She was hugged so tightly that she could barely breathe. It took up most of her energy just to speak, "It's.. good... to see you... to... but... I... need to.."

"Oh!" Dagur released Hiccup and backed away, "Sorry! I was just so happy to see you, alive! You're really alive, even after that dragon attack on Berk. You saved me from a Night Fury!"

Hiccup quickly recalled the fake dragon attack in order to not look suspicious, "Oh, yeah. The dragon attack. Yeah, I remember that."

"So, what happened? How did you kill the black demon? They say that it's so deadly that seeing it means death. How did you survive? What did you do?"

Hiccup pressed her index finger against her lips, "Okay, calm down, Dagur. I'm alive, and so is the Night Fury. I only wounded it. It got away."

"Wow!... wow... then... are you... here for-"

Hiccup quickly realised what Dagur was asking, "Yes! Yes. It also nearly killed my father. I came here seeking revenge. I'm hunting for it."

Dagur stared at Hiccup. She did answer his question rather quickly. Then, he suddenly seemed overjoyed. "That's perfect!"

Hiccup tried not to look concerned, "It is?"

"Yes! I also came looking for dragon as deadly as that dragon. Since it's still alive, we can hunt it down together, as brother and sister!"

Hiccup made waving motions with her arms, "Woah, woah, woah! Hold on! What is this 'brother and sister' thing you're talking about? We're nowhere near related!"

"But it's not just blood relation, Hiccup. It's mostly dependent in the soul, and the spirit. We're very much the same." Dagur held Hiccup by her shoulders, "Fate has brought us together, Sister! Only now is it clear that it is our destiny to be the first Vikings to kill the deadliest dragon known to man!"

Hiccup's heart sank beneath her stomach. She tried to make an excuse not to join Dagur, "I'd love to, but I was just about to leave when you-"

"Oh! Don't worry! I understand! You're traumatised from the attack. But don't worry. I'll make sure that demon doesn't harm so much as a hair on your head. We will kill the dragon, and show all those monsters that we humans will not be daunted by their pathetic schemes."

Dagur and Hiccup sat down by the fire. As Dagur howled at the moon, Hiccup looked off into the distance, praying that Draymore was still in the cave. As Hiccup stared at the bushes, she thought she saw black sand sliding along the ground under the bushes.