The date was June twenty-sixth and Ragnar had just teleported himself onto floor fifty and behind him was a raven haired human mage. Her name was Heather and she was the most beautiful woman Ragnar had ever seen.
"So what are we doing here?" Heather asked.
"I wanted to get something for Hiccup," said Ragnar as they walked through the village of Berk.
"Why it's not his birthday, is it?"
Ragnar shook his head. "No, that was months ago, but I was unable to get him a present and with the tough monsters were facing he need something a bit more substantial that blade of his."
Heather stared at him. "A bit later get him a birthday present isn't it?"
Ragnar rubbed the back of his head. "Well, to be honest I didn't know his birthday had passed until discovered a few days ago."
"What makes you think that Gobber will make it for you?"
"Well, I won't know if I don't ask him."
They soon reached Gobber's workshop and just as Ragnar reach for the door there was a huge explosion that nearly knocked the two of them off their feet.
"Well, at least we know he's in," said Ragnar as he brushed the ash of his face.
"Ya think?" said Heather doing the same.
"God dammit!" Gobber's voice roared. "Why doesn't his bloodied thing ever work?"
They ended inside and found Gobber cursing what used to be his forge. Apparently he was working on a new explosive and to blow up in his face. There was soot and ash everywhere and Gobber looked as though he just came down the chimney.
"Uh, hi, Gobber," said Ragnar giving him a nervous wave.
Gobber turned and lifted his visor and gave them to be smile. "Oh, Ragnar. I didn't you come in."
Ragnar shook his head. "How could you hear anything after that explosion?"
Gobber slammed his fist on the table. "I was so close. I was so close of making the perfect explosive and then this happened."
"What did happen?" Heather asked.
"Argh, a spark from the forge lit the fuse and I didn't realise until it was too late." He then looked towards Heather. "And who might you be lass."
Ragnar practically kicked himself. "Oh, I forgot you two never met. Gobber… Heather. Heather… Gobber."
"Nice to meet you lass," Gobber smiled.
"It's an honour to meet you, I've heard so much about your famous weapons," said Heather bowing.
Gobber brushed the praise aside. "Argh, only the best for those on the front lines. And what would you to be doing here."
Ragnar then looked at Gobber in a business-like tone. "I was hoping you can make something for Hiccup."
"What kind of something?" Gobber asked.
"The strongest blade you have ever forged and able to cut through anything even through the scales of a dragon."
Gobber blinked. "You don't ask for much do ya?"
"Well, can you do it?" Heather asked.
"Gobber shook his head. I've got the skills to make it, but I like the materials I need."
"What do you need exactly?" Ragnar asked.
"I've got all the materials I need, say for one," said Gobber. "I need the right metal for the blade itself."
"Can't you use veridium or silverite?" Heather asked.
"Sure, if I was making any old blade, but if you want the best you need the best metal. And I only know one metal which will be perfectly suited for the job. It's a rare alloy that can only be found on floor fifty-five, on the western mountain."
"Okay, but we don't the metal looks like," said Ragnar.
"Shouldn't be too difficult, if the metal for a meteorite."
"I have a feeling it's not going to be that easy."
"It won't, there's a large dragon guarding that meteorite, but I'm sure to skilled majors will be more than a match for it."
Heather looked at Ragnar. "If we survive this you owe me big time."
Ragnar gulped. "Whatever you say."
Gobber watched as the two of them left a shop and he couldn't help but shake his head. "Kids these days why don't they just go all out?"
Half an hour Ragnar and Heather were on floor fifty-five and making their way to the western mountains. It was utterly freezing, Heather had to continuously use fire magic to keep herself warm.
"It's cold," she muttered.
Ragnar was doing the same thing. "I know, but we have to endure it if we want to get that metal."
"We could have at least brought Astrid, she like adventuring as much as the next girl."
"I didn't want anyone to get hurt."
Heather glared at him. "Then why did you invite me."
"I didn't, you volunteered, remember," said Ragnar. "I insisted that you stayed, but you will stop nagging until I took you along with me."
Heather cursed under her breath. "I should get my head examined."
They continued walking until they reach the top of the mountain and there they found the meteor. It was large and sat in a deep crater and sat there as if it was waiting for someone to find it.
"Well, that was easy enough," said Heather.
"Yeah, but where's the dragon?" said Ragnar looking around.
He was right, Gobber had said there was a dragon guarding the meteor and yet it was nowhere to be seen. This was either really good or really bad and Heather stuck with bad.
"Should we get our teleport crystals ready?" Heather asked.
"Yes, and as soon as the dragon appears go into the crater and get a chunk of that meteor. I'll handle the dragon."
Heather stared at him. "You can't handle a dragon by yourself."
Ragnar pressed his hands on her shoulders. "I'll be fine, just get the meteorite and if it seems I need help you can jump in."
Heather nodded.
Ragnar smiled. "All right, let's get this meteor."
They made their way over to the crater and at once they heard a dragons roar. Ragnar then looked at Heather. "Get to the crater."
"You got it," said Heather and rushed over towards the crater.
Then the dragon landed right in front of Ragnar, its scales were as white as ice and its fangs are razor sharp. It then hovered up into the air and opened its mouth about to perform a breath attack.
"Watch out it using a breath attack!" Heather yelled as he jumped into the crater.
Ragnar quickly drew his sword and sliced it straight towards the breath attack. There was a huge explosion and when the smoke cleared Ragnar completely unharmed.
Heather could hear the battle from outside the crater as he chipped away at the meteor. She knew that Ragnar's skill as a battle mage was astonishing, she had seen him in battle. He was a combination of magic and sword skills to decimated opponents. No one truly knows how he accomplished it and no other mage seems to have that skill.
Ragnar then started dealing magical sword attack straight at the dragon. Then when it flew back in order to do another attack, Ragnar dodged its core and ran across its scaly front leg and sliced right through it.
At that moment Heather had just emerged from the crater with a chunk of the meteorite in her hand. "I've got it!"
"Dammit!" Ragnar gasped. "Don't come out yet!"
But it was too late, Heather was now in the dragon's view and charge straight towards her. Heather soon realised her mistake and there was no time to cast a shielding spell. The dragon sent a powerful wing blast her way sending her flying.
Ragnar landed back on the ground and ran over to her. "Heather!"
Heather looked down and saw that she was directly above a huge crevice. It was so deep she could see the bottom and found herself falling into it. She then felt someone grasping hand and looked up the find Ragnar, he had jumped in after her.
"Hang on to me Heather!" he yelled pulling her close.
Heather grasped on to Ragnar's body and closed her eyes. She screamed all the way down and then everything went black.
When Heather regained consciousness she found herself in Ragnar's arms. She looked at the HP gauge and discovered she had lost half and was in the yellow zone while Ragnar was dangerously in the red zone.
Ragnar then opened his eyes. "Are we still alive?"
Heather quickly pulled away from. "Yeah, looks like it."
Ragnar then pulled out to healing potions and gave one to Heather. "Drink one of these just in case."
They both began to drink in the HP increased until it was back to normal.
Heather then looked at Ragnar a little ashamed. "Thank you, for… for saving me."
"It's a little early to be thanking anyone," said Ragnar. "We have to find a way to get out of here first."
Heather looked at him confused. "Can't we just teleport out?" She then pulled out her teleport crystal. "Teleport… Berk." However nothing happened and she groaned. "We're trapped here."
"If we can't use crystals that means there should be another way out," said Ragnar as he got to his feet.
Heather stared at him. "How can you be so sure there is? I mean… what if this is some kind of trap to kill anyone who falls into it?"
"Good point," Ragnar nodded. "But it's better than sitting around here win for the end to come."
Heather shook her head. "Why do you always have to be the realist?"
Ragnar gave her apologetic look. "Sorry, I just like to know all my options before I can come up with an escape plan."
"Can't we use a spell to get us out of here? Heather asked.
"We could, but we'd be waste our mana," said Ragnar. "And even if we did I can't think of a spell that could assist us."
"Why don't we just run up the wall or something?" Heather joked.
"Not a bad idea," said Ragnar.
Heather studied him dumbfounded as she watched him attempting to run up the wall. He was moving fast, but not fast enough. When he was about halfway he lost his footing and began falling back towards the ground.
Heather closed her eye as he landed on the ground hard. When she opened them she discovered that he had created a Ragnar shaped hole in the snow. "I was only joking."
Ragnar pulled himself out of the hole. "Can't blame a guy for trying."
Heather crossed her arms. "Won't stop me from trying."
Later that night, they created a fire and each of them had a blanket to sleep in. Have a look at the stars above them. "Now I think about it this has to be the first time I thing with ever slept together."
Ragnar gulped. "We are sleeping separately."
Heather frowned at him. "I mean that it's just the two of us, normally we have a few Wardens with us."
"Sorry."
Heather shook her head. "Anyway, none of this would have happened in real life. These crazy adventures of ours, fighting for our lives and death-defying stunts."
They then looked at one another and stared at each other's eyes.
"Ragnar, can I ask you something?" said Heather.
"Ask away, I all hears."
"I can't believe you're just doing this for Hiccup. You're almost as driven as Astrid and you look at for the same way as Hiccup. It's as if you're trying to make up the mistake or something."
Ragnar closed his eyes. "Not my mistake, but I feel responsible for it. My father did something terrible once and ruined a great number of lives and I feel as if it's my responsibility to undo his mistake."
Heather looked at him and was feeling sorry for him. "You can't blame yourself something your father did, I mean it's not like you knew about it."
"Tell that to the people whose lives he ruined, my father is a crazy psychopath. Brilliant, but crazy and if anyone ever found out who my father was they would all want to kill me."
Heather looked at him with a look of sympathy. This must be the first time he ever talked about his father, he probably didn't even tell Hiccup. Though she had no idea what his father did, but she could tell it was something bad if everyone would want to see him dead.
She pulled away her blanket and made her way over to Ragnar. She placed a hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. "Ragnar, I have no idea what your father did, but you're not him. If people don't see that then their idiots."
They looked at one another's eyes and then leaned towards each other into a kiss. They both ignored the cold and focused upon one another as they went deeper into a passionate kiss. Ragnar began to stroke her hair and she began to trace over his chest.
When they broke apart they looked in each other's eyes and could see the passion in one another.
"You know this is not the most romantic setting," Ragnar smiled.
Heather looked at him seductively. "I don't know, me trapped with a handsome man under the stars in a deep dark pit with nothing but each other to keep warm."
Ragnar's face turned bright pink. "I suppose when you put it like that it does have a little romantic."
Heather then opened her menu and before Ragnar could stop her she removed her clothing. He just stared at her dumbfounded tracing around her naked body. Her raven black hair covered the small of her back at her green eyes were beautiful. She gave him an innocent smile as if there was nothing wrong.
Heather smiled then turned into a frown. "Well, are you gonna take your clothes off or do I have to make you?"
Ragnar was totally dumbfounded, this was not how he would picture his first time. Firstly it was a virtual world so technically it wouldn't be his first time and second they were trapped in a deep dark icy pit. There again it was probably better than dealing with an angry mage who was now looking a combination of embarrassment and anger.
"Okay, okay," he said opening his menu and removing his clothes.
The moment his clothes were removed, Heather pounced on him and placed a powerful and passionate kiss on to his lips. As she was doing this, he traced his hand over her arse and squeezed her buttocks gently.
Heather then removed one of his hands and placed it upon her breasts and he can help but think how firm they were. Ragnar's mind had completely been blown away, the two of them had been in a relationship, but they had never gotten this far.
Heather then pulled away and looked at him with that beautiful smile he loved so much. "You sure about this?" he asked.
Heather frowned at him. "If I wasn't I won't have forced the issue."
Ragnar looked at her uneasily. "Yeah, I know, but I thought you would prefer to do it you know in the real world."
She then leaned over to his ear and said seductively, "We can leave that for the treatment we get back."
Ragnar wasn't sure how much more this he could take, they only came here to get a chunk of a meteor and next second they were making love. It wasn't that he didn't find the idea unappealing, in fact he loved the idea, but it just seemed weird making love in a virtual world.
He then looked at Heather apologetically. "I'm sorry, I just can't help but think is a little weird."
Heather shrugged. "Well, I find it pretty weird myself, but what does it matter."
Ragnar then grabbed her and placed on top of his blanket looking at her hungrily. "Nothing at all."
He then impaled her with his length and began pushing in and out. Their moans became one as Heather got used to the pain. Ragnar had never done this before so he wasn't sure whether having sex in the virtual world was any different than having it in the real world though at this point he didn't really care.
Their moans filled the cave and he laid his lips upon hers. Their tongues danced inside their mouths as he kept on pushing. Heather wrapped her arms around his neck and he around her back. There was no doubt in his mind that this was the most amazing thing he had ever done.
They kept this up for about ten minutes before they were both completely exhausted. Ragnar laid next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling the blanket over them. They remain that way for about a minute as they looked at each other's eyes.
"That was amazing," he said.
"It was," Heather agreed.
Ragnar smiled. "I think it would be more intense in the real world."
She then looked at him seductively. "We'll just have to try it out when we get out."
Then they fell asleep within each other's arms in pure bliss.
Heather awoke to the sound of rustling and noticed that Ragnar wasn't with her. She looked up and found that he fully clothed and digging in the snow.
Once Heather pulled her close on she approached him. "What are you doing?"
Ragnar looked at her looking very troubled. "I found the ground a bit warm for nice cave."
Heather blinked in realised he was right, the ground was warm even despite it was covered in snow. "Wasn't that because the fire we set up last night?"
"Yes, but the fire is out now on the ground is still warm." Ragnar continued to dig and certainly came to a stop. "Oh no. This is not good."
Heather looked at him nervously. "What's not good?"
"This hole isn't a trap as we thought."
Heather blinked. "Is not a good thing?"
"Normally yes, but I just discovered why the ground is so warm. There's dragon excrement below our feet."
Heather's eyes widened and she shuddered. "You mean we've been having sex above a bunch of—"
Ragnar rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, not so romantic now is it?" He then looked at her seriously. "And that's not the worst of it."
"How can it possibly get any worse?"
"Well, we're in the dragon's nest."
Heather's eyes widened in horror as her eyes went upwards. Then she saw flying down towards them was the dragon. "It's here!"
"Heather, perform your most powerful wind spell!" Ragnar yelled.
"What will that do?"
"Trust me!"
Heather wasn't sure what he had in mind, but she put her faith in him. She pulled out her staff and created a tornado around them. Then suddenly Ragnar grabbed her by the waist and jumped into the vortex.
His timing couldn't be any more perfect, they were launched into the air just as the dragon landed on the ground. Heather realised he was using the momentum of the wind to increase his speed as he ran up across the wall.
"Hang on!" he yelled.
Heather screamed as he pushed against the wall and fell back towards the dragon. With his free hand Ragnar pulled out his blade and stuck it right into the dragon's back. It roared in pain and soared up into the air.
"Almost there," he said.
Heather was more focused on clinging onto him for dear life as her screams echoed into the pit. Then they exited the pit and the dragon came to a sudden stop throwing the two of them into the air.
Heather opened her eyes to find that they were falling, but despite this she turned her eyes upon Ragnar. He smiled at her and the reached for each other's hand.
"You certainly know how to show a girl good time," she said.
"To be honest, I making this up as I go!" he yelled.
Heather smiled. "But you do it beautifully!"
A few hours later they were back on floor fifty and in Gobber's workshop. How they survived the fall neither of them knew, but they were grateful.
"One one-handed long sword coming right up," said Gobber as he began heating the meteor.
"I hope so after we had to do to get that meteor," said Ragnar exhaustively.
"It wasn't that bad," said Heather turning slightly pink.
"No," Ragnar agreed. "But I could about the dragon."
Gobber had no idea what they were talking about and he didn't want to know, though had a pretty good guess. That just left Hiccup and Astrid, and those kids were both as stubborn as an ox.
He turned his attention onto the meteor and slammed his hammer down upon it. With a few good swings it began to change form into a beautiful silvery blue long sword. Both Ragnar and Heather stared at it they had never seen a sword like it.
Gobber then began to examine the blade. "It's called Starfang, one of a kind, and it's not even in the info broker's directory."
"You've outdone yourself Gobber," said Ragnar picking up the sword.
"If anyone has the skill to use a blade like this it's Hiccup," said Gobber. "You just tell made it."
"I'm sure he'll be grateful Gobber," said Ragnar the place the sword in his storage. "We best get back to base."
Heather nodded. "Yeah, everyone will be wondering what happened to us."
"Well come on down any time," said Gobber. "My door is always open to the Wardens."
They waved him goodbye and exited his workshop.
The sun was beginning to set as they headed their way to the warp zone. As they did Heather looked at Ragnar.
"So…" she said nervously. "What about us?"
Ragnar stopped and looked at her. "What do you mean?"
"I mean…" Heather can find the right words and she felt herself gain flustered.
Ragnar smiled. "You don't have to say anything." He then got down on one knee and looked into her eyes. "Heather, will you marry me?"
Heather looked at him speechless and tears of joy fall down her cheek. "Yes."
In no time at all they kissed one another is another passionate kiss and locked hands with one another.
