This is my SECOND update today, and THE STORY'S ALMOST FINISHED EEEEEEEK! Which one should I do next: Blind Sight, or Never Give Up? You can read the full summaries of the stories on my profile (not on the poll). Thank you all, you are awesome. :D Enjoy chapter 21!

Hiccup wasn't expecting it, but maybe he should have. He clicked Inferno once more, having the blade up just in time to parry with the girl. Lilya screamed in pure fury, hatred, and quite possibly pain. Her wound was barely bleeding, but still looked like it hurt a lot.

"I will kill you, Hiccup!" Lilya screamed. "I will kill you!"

"Hiccup!" Astrid and Valka shouted in unison. Hiccup held out his hand again when they tried to run forward again; this was still just him and Lilya. He couldn't let the ones he cared about most interfere and get themselves hurt.

Lilya swung her blade once more. Hiccup parried. She swung again. Hiccup dodged. She swung. He sidestepped. She swung. He dove. Toothless roared in fury. Valka and Astrid held him back. Lilya charged. Hiccup parried. They fought, back and forth in a crazy exchange of parries, blows and dodges.

Around the two Chiefs, the others were fighting their own war. Battling each other, fighting for their very lives, and not to mention village, people, friends, family, and everyone in between. Toothless finally knew he needed to help the other dragons. He was their Alpha, after all. He helped them fight, keeping most his attention on Hiccup, looking back all the time to make sure he was okay.

Hiccup swung at Lilya, parrying long enough to jump backwards. Sweat dripped off his forehead like rain as she charged at him again. He wasn't ready for this. He wasn't ready to fight Lilya like this. He was still recovering from the arrow wound and the dart. His heart pounded against his chest as if looking for a way to escape, and his breath pounded in his ears, sounding louder and louder by the second until it overcame the sounds of the battle around him.

Lilya kicked him in the shin. He yelped and stumbled backwards, falling flat on his back. He propped himself up with one elbow, still holding Inferno tightly in the other. Lilya was on him, throwing blows; ones that he deflected and dodged, rolling in the sand to one side in order to avoid her.

She aimed a blow at his right side; Hiccup rolled to the left. She aimed at the left; he rolled to the right. Eventually, he managed to push himself back to his feet, wavering slightly. He limped forward and parried with his enemy.

He didn't feel hatred towards Lilya anymore. He did feel something different, however, that he hadn't felt in a long time. He felt a strange mix of pity and anger. Anger, like a parent scolding their child. Lilya was Dagur's younger sister. He probably treated her like dirt her entire life. Knowing Dagur, that was exactly what he would have done.

Lilya managed to knock Hiccup off his feet. The Berkian chief tumbled to the ground with a cry of pain and looked back at Lilya, holding Inferno out in front of him, ready to defend himself once more against the maniacal girl.

At that moment, a voice stood out from all the rest. It was a voice, Hiccup had learned to fear. But...the voice...it wasn't possible, was it?

"Lilya!" the voice shouted. Lilya turned around, and gasped.

Hiccup looked to where she was looking, and had the same reaction.

It was Dagur. It was Dagur the Deranged, although he looked shorter. That, or Hiccup had just gotten taller. Dagur walked up casually, swinging his axe by his side, staring at both Lilya and Hiccup with different expressions.

"D-Dagur?" Lilya stuttered.

"Yep," said Dagur. "You better believe it. Well, don't stop on my account. You were just getting to the good part."

"Good part?" Lilya asked.

"Yes," said Dagur. "The part where you kill Hiccup."

"He says you forced him into battle with you before," said Lilya. "I know it's a lie. He attacked you first. R-right?"

"Actually, Lilya, it's the truth," said Dagur. "I did push him into battle. I captured him and his mother, but they both deserved it. I lost my footing, fell off a cliff, pulled Hiccup down with me. Now two months later, after living and surviving alone, here I am. But I have a few tips for you onto what you do before you kill him." Dagur walked forward, passing Lilya and coming straight for Hiccup. "Hello, Ex-Brother," said Dagur. "Still as bad at swordplay as you were the last time we met."

"Dagur," said Hiccup, acid dripping from his words, "I thought you were dead."

"You thought wrong," said Dagur. "Now, Lilya, watch and do as I do." He pulled his leg back, and kicked Hiccup. Hiccup screamed and gripped the ground, dropping his sword.

"HICCUP!" Valka and Astrid both yelled in fear and terror, trying to run forward. Dagur stopped them by placing his axe right over Hiccup.

"Come forward, even so much as one more little, teeny tiny step...no, inch, and I'll kill him!" he threatened. "You know I will, too!" Valka and Astrid stopped in mid-run, looking like they would rather do anything but.

"Your turn, Lilya," said Dagur, stepping aside. Lilya suddenly looked sick. She stepped up, and kicked him, just slightly. Hiccup barely made a sound to indicate he had been hurt.

"Not like that, Lilya," said Dagur. "Do it harder! Harder!"

She couldn't. She remembered what Hiccup said about having no choice on "killing" Dagur, and Dagur just said he was the one who pushed Hiccup into battle, which meant Hiccup had been telling the truth the whole time.

"Do I have to demonstrate again?" said Dagur. "You were always dense, sister. Dense. And you still are. And you still-"

"Hiccup was telling the truth," said Lilya. She remembered how Hiccup had spared her only seconds before. If he had spared her, why shouldn't she spare him? What had he ever done to her? Even if Dagur had died, he didn't do it. It wasn't his fault. It was because of Dagur.

"Yeah, maybe," said Dagur. "It doesn't matter now. Kill him! Kill him, sister! Make your brother proud! Do something right for once!"

The more she listened to Dagur, the more angry she became. Hiccup was telling the truth the whole time. Hiccup was right. Dagur was bossy. Dagur had always called Lilya names, bossed her around, forced her to do things, as if she were his slave. He hadn't changed a bit. And now, Lilya was fuming.

She was so mad, you could practically see steam coming out of her ears. Her grip on her sword tightened as she breathed harshly through her teeth. Hiccup had curled into himself a few feet away, whimpering and clutching his stomach. That was it. Lilya had had enough of Dagur. She wasn't going to kill him; just teach him a lesson.

In an absolute frenzy and heated, hate-filled rage, she screamed, dropped her sword, and charged at her brother, knocking him off his feet, the weapon flying from his grip. Dagur and Lilya tumbled over each other until they finally stopped, Lilya sitting on top of him.

Plot-twist much? :) What do you think?