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I don't know if any of you guys know but I've started a new fanfiction based on a series called 'Fallen' by Lauren Kate (if any of you guys haven't read them I recommend you do: they're AMAZING!) Anyway just thought I'd let you guys know.

However this may kind of be bad for you guys- if you're not interested in Fallen- because I won't be able to upload for this fanfic two times a week- I can try for the moment- but I've got school again next week and loads of other stuff going on so I just don't think I'll be able to keep up with it all so I'm going to try and get a Dagur's Secret chapter up every Wednesday and a Lost Island (Fallen fanfic) up every Sunday/ Saturday. Let me know if that's okay.

Chapter 7- Amelia

I almost let my breath go when the frigid Daggers pierce my skin. But I hold it. The chains around my wrists do little to help me swim. I am drowning. And Hiccup did nothing. I don't understand. What on Earth happened when Dagur stole him away after drowning Toothless? Did he even hear my cries to get through to him? I doubt it. His glazed eyes would haunt me forever. I blink away my distraction. I am in freezing waters; drowning, and am pondering over Hiccup. What in Thors name?

I try to kick my legs but the chains around them only cause me to spin in summersaults. I am going to die. There's no way out of drowning. The water encasing me becomes ragged and I tilt my eyes toward the culprit. Snotlout, the twins and Fishlegs are tied together; their own weight pulling them down after me. My lungs burn for air but I can't reach it. My eyes flitter around the ocean- nothing. Not a rock- not a fish. Nothing to help me free myself. My heart aches for Hiccup. When I die- now- what will he do? Will he die with me in his own world? Or avenge his team? I thrash around in the murky darkness- freezing needles jabbing through my skin.

I think home. My mother- Is she wondering where we are. My eyes wonder to the light above me. She'll be awake. I wish for Berk to save me. I wish for Hiccup to be my hero again. My vision blurs and my lungs scream for air. The last bubbles float to the surface. Strong hands grip my arms.

Then everything goes black.

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My eyes shoot open. But I'm not in a cell. Or tied to a mountain side. Or in the bottom of a ship. I'm in a bed. My eyes flitter around the room that surrounds me. Jars of jam lie on rickety shelves. A large table stands in the centre of a wooden room, a woven rug lying beneath its sturdy legs. A wooden door with no latch poised shut at one end of the room. Lilac laced curtains obscure a window from view and a cosy fire, coals smouldering, stands strong under a cobblestone mantle place; an oval mirror- carved with angel's wings- above it. I stare at my worn reflection. My skin is so pale it looks like freshly fallen snow.

"Hello?" I call out my throat raw and scratchy. Where on Earth am I? The word rescue crosses over my mind yet I know this isn't a house on Berk. It's more like a cottage. The word witch also crosses my mind but this time I push it back. There are no such things as witches.

I jump, startled, when the door bursts open but relax instantly and place a scowl across my face when Snotlout barges through the door. He sees me, winks in an attempt to be flirtatious, then calls out behind him. "SHE'S AWAKE!"

I prop myself up and peer out behind him but only see a glimpse of a lush green meadow- smothered in flowers- before Fishlegs and the twins tumble out behind him and-

"TOOTHLESS!" I yell leaping out of the bed and scrambling over to the startled night fury. Bounding over to me he knocks me flat on my back before nuzzling into me and licking my face. I lean back in disgust: He is alive! Whoever saved us must have saved Toothless as well! Toothless sits up quivering in his excitement. My lips stretch up in a smile. If only Hiccup were here; Hiccup. The smile falters as Hiccup's misty eyes cross my mind.

Then she walks in.

A lilac dress flows down her curvy body. Her tanned skin catches in the sunlight that flows in through the door- her lips burn a deep red; like blood. Her charcoal hair flows gracefully down her back as her cool yet unnervingly beautiful hazel eyes fall down on me.

"Who are you?" I whisper- half in awe at this… person.

"She won't tell us either: Apsaluitly adamant that she tells us when we're 'all together.' Pah! Well she's awake now so give us the stupid evidence we need to know we can trust you!" Tuffnut says directly to the figure in the doorway. Well yells, but to Tuffnut I guess it counts as merely speaking in a normal levelled voice. I frown in confusion- why does Tuff never make any sense at all? "Although I must say your strawberries are the tip of the iceberg and I always trust a strawberry farmer." He laughs stupidly. The rest of us just look at him with a deadpan. "What? Her strawberries are the tip of the ice berg! Who knew the person who rescued us would be a strawberry farmer. Ha!"

I just sigh and turn back to the hazel eyed woman, distress coating my usually clam voice of sarcastic reason. "Who are you? How long have I been asleep? Where are we? Do you know what Dagur's doing to Hiccup? What happened?"

She smiles; a hint of mischievous manner stretching across her face. A snake slides down my spine and I get the feeling she isn't as trustworthy as she's making out to be. "Sit down, please." We all slip into the chairs surrounding the oak table.

"My name is Amelia. You've been asleep for roughly a day since Dagur threw you into the ocean and tried to drown you. We are a few miles of ocean from Outcast Island on my own Island. I pulled you and your friends out of the ocean a few minutes after Dagur threw you in- I'm sorry I couldn't get to you sooner but if Dagur had seen me near that Island there would be some serious trouble. Thankfully the mists concealed his view and, well, let's just say he has a knack of doing something and then turning away; the threads still loose."

My head starts to pound as my brain tries to process this information. So she did rescue us. And we weren't that far from Hiccup and Outcast Island. "We have to save Hiccup and the other dragons- before it's too late." Toothless' ears prick up at the sound of his riders name and he trots over to me and rests his head in my lap.

"We may have a slight problem with that."

I raise my eyebrows. "And what would that problem be Amelia?" Her name tastes sour on my tongue.

"I'm Dagur's sister."

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