Compassion is a weakness

In the floating Kinnaran city a Kinnaran woman looked down at her eggs. They were twitching, and she could hear noises coming from within. Both signs that they were close to hatching. She smiled in excitement, anxious to finally meet her children. This was her first clutch, and she was hoping she'd be a good mother.

Still, she couldn't help but feel a little down. She glanced back to see her husband, packing up as he got ready to move out. He grabbed his blasters and put his armor on, giving it a once over and nodding in satisfaction. Then he looked up to meet her eye. He gave her a smile, one that she didn't return.

"Oh come on Star, you know I have to go," Killjoy said with a sigh.

Starling looked down, hanging her head sadly. She fiddled with her hands and shuffled on her feet. "I know. But I was hoping you'd be here when they hatched."

"Me too Star. You know I'd give anything to see the kids when they hatch. But I have my orders." Starling's wings drooped in disappointment. Killjoy felt his chest tighten at the sight of his wife sad. He walked over, placing a finger under her chin and lifting her head up so he could look at her. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Promise?"

Killjoy smiled. "Of course. And I'll be just a handsome as when I left," he joked.

Starling chuckled and shook her head. "No offense dear, but I think any change to your face would be an improvement," she quipped.

"Are you saying I'm ugly?"

"The ugliest man I've ever seen," she said with a grin. Killjoy made a face of mock offense, pouting as he crossed his arm over his chest. Starling giggled before she hovered off the ground, high enough so she could wrap her arms around him and pull him in for a kiss. She pulled back to look into his eyes. "Just come back to me dear. Come back to us," she whispered.

"Always will," Killjoy said with a firm nod. With that he gave her one last kiss before shouldering his weapon, placing his helmet on and making his way to the door. Starling watched him go, sighing and smiling after him. She loved that man, in her eyes he wasn't just a clone or a soldier. He was her husband and the father of her children.

And he was more than she could have ever asked for.


A few clones stood at the base of a residential building as they awaited one of their brothers. They made small talk, learning that their brother, Nolan, had gotten married to a Kinnaran woman as well.

"Heard her name is Sunbird."

"Anyone seen her?"

"I have. She's a spitfire that one."

They spoke some more before they heard yelling from a few floors up.

"Woman! Where's my coffee?!" they heard a shout from what was unmistakably their brother.

"I threw that stuff out!" came a feminine shout in response.

"What? Why would you do that?"

"That crap is bad for you Nolan!"

"I need my coffee woman!"

"Well excuse me for wanting my husband to live Nolan! Next time I'll pack you a thermal detonator and let you eat THAT!"

"Do it! At least then I won't have to come back here!"

"Go to hell Nolan!"

"I'm already here. And the devil's name is Sunbird!" From an upper floor Nola strolled out in his battle gear. He stepped onto a platform before coming down to the street level. His brothers looked at him as he kept his eyes ahead, not looking back.

"Everything ok at home brother?" one of them asked.

Nolan paused, looking to his brother with an arched brow. "Yes? Why?" he asked in confusion. One of them opened their mouth to speak when they were cut off by a shout.

"Nolan!" They all looked up to see a Kinnaran with bright red feathers glaring down at their brother. Her head feathers stood upwards in a mohawk and her eyes were a aqua blue.

Nolan turned to look up at her, his gaze challenging. The couple glared at each other as the other clones stood to the side awkwardly. And then suddenly Sunbird shot down, crashing into Nolan and locking lips with him. Nolan dropped his things wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and bending her over as his brothers looked away.

When they needed air they pulled apart.

"You better not die Nolan. If you do I'll kill you," Sunbird whispered to him.

Nolan smirked. "This is why I love ya darling. Always giving me a reason to live," he said with a grin. He closed the distance to kiss her again, she eagerly kissed him back, moaning as her legs popped up.

His brothers began to walk away, leaving the couple to their goodbye. They were a strange pair. But they seemed to make it work.

They finally pulled away for good. Sunbird smiled at Nolan, love in her eyes as she waved to him. Nolan waved back, catching a kiss she blew him before jogging to catch up with his brothers.

He loved being married.


Back at DunBroch castle Merida remained silent and frozen on the spot. Her plan to get out undetected with her parents had gone up in smoke as Dagur stared her down with amber eyes and an evil smile. Apart of her knew it was now hopeless. Even if by some miracle she could kill Dagur, she couldn't take on the entire shadow guard.

"I must say Princess, sneaking into the castle was an impressive feat. I didn't sense you at all. Which is strange," Dagur said arching a brow. He wondered why exactly he hadn't sense her presence. It's like she was somehow invisible to the Force. "Now then, where's Hiccup?" he asked.

"He's not here, its just me."

Dagur furrowed his brows in confusion. "So you came here, all alone. With no backup or support?" Merida remained silent as she continued to glare at him. He took that as an answer. "Well thats an interesting decision. No matter, I'll guess I'll just have to do with capturing you," Dagur said as he took a step forward.

Fergus narrowed his eyes. He stepped protectively in front of his wife and child. "Now see here you little-" he was cut off as Dagur waved his hand to the side, throwing him hard against a wall with the Force. Fergus groaned as he slumped to the ground and blacked out.

"Da!" Merida cried in worry. She looked back to Dagur as he approached and drew the lightsaber at her belt. Dagur stopped, cocking a brow as he looked at the lightsaber hilt. She activated it, holding it out in defense while inviting a challenge.

Dagur stared at her like she were crazy. And then his shoulders began to shake. He howled his signature laugh, he just found the sight of her trying to fight him with a lightsaber too hilarious. He wiped away a tear and took a breath. "You're really going to challenge me to a lightsaber duel Princess? You are aware that I've been using a lightsaber practically, hmm lets see, my entire life," he said blankly. Merida didn't respond, just kept her saber up.

Dagur sighed. "Oh very well Princess. I'll humor you," he said shaking his head in annoyance. He grabbed one of his lightsabers before igniting the blade. He placed an arm behind his back before pointing it at her. Then he swung it out to the side before he slowly advanced. Merida narrowed her eyes, accepting his challenge as she walked towards him.

Elinor stayed on the spot, eyes darting back and forth between her daughter and Dagur, worry for her child welling up within her.

Dagur and Merida stopped within a few feet of each other, blades up and at the ready. Merida attacked first, swinging at his left. Dagur swung back from the opposite side, and with his greater strength he forced her back, making her stagger away. Merida raised her saber up to block an attack aimed at her neck. She backed away, eyes on the red blade being held at bay by her blue one.

She pushed his saber away before swinging downward. But Dagur simply held his blade up vertically to block. He had the nerve to yawn, feigning boredom. Merida narrowed her eyes to glare at him. She lifted her blade up before slashing at his midsection, but his reflexes proved superior as he blocked. He parried her attack before backhanding her.

Elinor gasped, hand over her mouth and eyes wide at watching her daughter being beaten. But Merida was tenacious, she rubbed the spot where he'd struck her before looking back at him in defiance. She placed both hands on the hilt of the lightsaber before rushing him.

She attacked Dagur, using her years of swordsmanship to try and get by his defense. But her training and skill were no match for his. He easily read her, parrying and blocking her strikes. What made it all the more frustrating was that she could tell he was just toying with her. She growled in frustration as she kept up her assault.

Merida might have stood a better chance if she were using a real sword. But as it were she still wasn't completely confident in her abilty to use the lightsaber to its full potential. Thus half her focus was on trying not to cut her arm off.

Finally Dagur had enough. He raised his hand and with a slight gesture he tore the lightsaber from her grip and sent it skidding across the cellar floor. Merida gasped, backing away as Dagur advanced on her, lightsaber up and pointed directly at her.

But Merida wasn't ready to give up just yet. She activated her bow and pulled back on the grip. Then she fired. The plasma arrow flew at Dagur with great speed. But he blocked with his saber, sending it upward and to the ceiling. Merida kept firing, but Dagur kept batting aside the arrows as he advanced. As she was about to fire another one he raised his hand and thrust his palm forward.

An invisible forced rammed into Merida, sending her flying and losing her grip on the bow. As she tried to get up she found Dagur above her, blade pointed right in her face. Despite being at his mercy she just glared, showing him she was not afraid of him.

"Sleep," Dagur said as he thrust his palm toward her. The next thing Merida knew her head had fallen back and her vision was clouded by blackness.


Merida woke up an unknown amount of time later after a pitcher of water was thrown in her face. She gasped and sputtered, spitting out water as she looked around. She found herself in the main hall, cuffed to a chair. Glancing around she saw the Inquisitor at her side, pitcher in hand. She glared daggers at him as he walked away.

"Good morning Princess." Merida looked to the other end of the table to see Dagur sitting there. Elbows propped on the table as he smirked darkly at her. "Hope you enjoyed your little nap. But now we have business to attend to." Merida remained silent.

"Oh don't worry about your parents. They're fine in the dungeon. Now then, my first question. Where did you get this?" he asked as he held up Gran's medallion. Merida looked away, not wanting to sell out Gran. "Probably Elsa no doubt. Consular's are experts at hiding themselves," Dagur said with a shrug. He pocketed the medallion.

"Now, I want you to tell me everything about the rebel alliance. Who its leaders are. Who has been funding you. Where your fleets are, and where your main forces are."

"I will nay tell you anything bastard," Merida spat at him.

Dagur cocked a brow challengingly, and Merida could see the dark glimmer in his eyes. "You rebels. So willing to sacrifice your lives for you cause." Just then Maudie walked in, serving tray in hand. Dagur raised his hand to the side. With a yelp Maudie was lifted off the ground. She dropped the tray and slid across the floor. Dagur held her in place, he used his free hand to grab his lightsaber and then ignited the red blade. Merida watched in horror as it was a few mere inches from Maudie's chest.

"Tell me what I want to know or she dies, Princess. You may be willing to sacrifice your life. But will you sacrifice hers?" he challenged. Merida was wided eyed as she struggled to free herself. She looked to Maudie, the old woman trembled with fear as she eyed the red beam of plasma dangerously close to her. Dagur arched a brow, with a subtle twitch of his finger Maudie moved even closer. She let out a yelp of fear.

"Your compassion is your weakness Princess. You care too much for others. Now tell me or I will kill her," Dagur said lowly. Merida remained silent. She was torn. She wanted to save Maudie. But it would mean betraying everyone. Her friend, comrades, Hiccup. Everyone would be in danger because of her.

"Fine then. Your choice," Dagur said with a shrug. As he raised a hand up to have her run through the blade Merida finally broke.

"No wait stop!" she cried. Dagur did, remaining still as he kept a brow up. Merida sighed and bowed her head in defeat. "I'll tell you everything," she whispered weakly. Dagur smiled before releasing Maudie. The woman fell to the floor before Dagur dismissed her. And with that she told Dagur everything. She wanted to just die on the spot as she revealed to him the alliance's secrets. Her friends and comrades' faces flashed before her eyes as she swallowed down guilt at betraying them.

When Dagur had no more questions he just chuckled and smiled in triumph. "See, now was that so bad?" he asked tauntingly. Merida glared at him, pure loathing behind her eyes.

"Oh come on Princess. Don't give me that look. I'm just doing what I must," Dagur said with a shrug. He held her gaze as he pulled down his armor and cloak, revealing a mark burned into his skin on his chest. "My master can be very unforgiving of failure. And you all have been making me look very bad," he said narrowing his eyes at her. Merida held his gaze, glaring in defiance.

Dagur suddenly leaned back and smiled at her. "You know Princess, you and I aren't so different. I'd even say we're kindred spirits." Merida arched a brow. "You left because you wanted your freedom. Well I left the Jedi Order for that very same reason."

Dagur suddenly frowned, memories of his time as a Jedi coming back to him. "I grew tired of all their rules. It was wrong to want anything. Riches, power, glory. So when I saw my chance I took it."

"And all you had to do was betray the entire Jedi Order and bring the galaxy to its knees," Merida spat at him.

"I just wanted to be true to myself. I wanted to be more than what others expected me to be. Surely you can relate to that."

"We are nothing alike!"

"Yes we are. You just don't want to accept it," he said dismissively.

"Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me," Dagur said as he recited the code of the Sith. "With my own power, with my own strength, I've set myself free."

"You're insane," Merida muttered in disgust.

"I've always preferred deranged personally," Dagur said with an evil grin. "Uncuff her, and take her to the dungeons with her parents," he ordered the Inquisitor. The Inquisitor obeyed, unlocking her cuffs and twisting her arms behind her back. "We're going to be a little off schedule, but we did promise the public an execution."

Merida froze, the look in Dagur's eyes getting the point across all too clearly.

She was going to die.


Another day passed, and from the sky a black fighter dropped out of orbit. The hatch opened a few hundred feet off the ground as the pilot leapt out. He looked back up to his fighter and pressed down on his wrist comm. "Alright Sharpshot, keep it low and set her down somewhere far away and out of sight." The astromech gave a beep in response before it steered the ship away.

It was nighttime on DunBroch, and Hiccup knew he was too late to have stopped the execution of the king. Merida had simply gotten too much of a head start on him. But when he'd checked the holonet he was relieved to see the execution had been postponed for a day. But then he paled as he kept reading, only to discover it was now Merida's life on the line.

He looked in the direction of the castle, not sure how he was supposed to sneak in. It would be hard to hide his presence from Dagur. They knew each other too well. And he couldn't hide his presence as well as Elsa. Still, he had to try. He trekked through the forest, eyes forward and prepared to face whatever dangers lay ahead.

Eventually he came to an open field. In the middle of it he saw some rock formations. Curiosity piqued he approached them, eventually coming to stand in the center of them. He could sense the Force all around him, this spot was like a natural wellspring of it. He turned in a circle, looking at all the standing stone, only to stop and leap back as he was met with a withered old face.

"Hello laddie," an old woman said with a smile.

Hiccup stared at the old woman in shock. How had he not sensed her approach? She'd slipped right passed his guard. She could've killed him had she been an enemy.

"Everything ok lad?" the woman asked cocking her head to the side.

Hiccup straightened himself out. "Uh, yes. Everything is fine. Just surprised me is all," Hiccup stuttered awkwardly.

The old woman hummed thoughtfully, eyes narrowing as she studied his face. She was looking at it intently, making Hiccup wonder if he'd spilled something on it.

"Whats your name lad?"

"Hiccup."

"Ahhh," the old woman said curiously. "You can call me Gran. Bend down for a second, will ya lad?" Hiccup arched a brow at the strange request. But the woman didn't feel like a threat. "I will nay bite laddie."

Hiccup paused for a moment before kneeling down. When he was low enough she cupped his face, turning it right and left. Hmmm, looks just like her. Except for that nose. Thats all the fat man's. Gran thought to herself. With her study done she released him. Hiccup stood back up, only to be knocked in the shin by Gran's axe handle.

"Ow! What was that for!" Hiccup yelped.

"For being a bloody idiot!" Gran shouted. "The Princess told me about you laddie. And because your actions she's put herself in danger." Hiccup remained silent, fists clenching at his sides as guilt gnawed at his insides.

"That's why I'm here. To save her," he muttered.

"Well that will take a miracle now. She's been captured by the Sith," Gran revealed. Hiccup's eyes widened and he froze. "Her execution is scheduled for today. Still think you can do it, and all by yourself Jedi?" Hiccup stiffened in surprise. "Oh I know what that is. When you've been around as long as I have you learn a lot," she said as she eyed his lightsabers.

Hiccup remained silent as he turned to look back at the castle. "I have to try."

"Do or do not, there is no try." Hiccup turned around to face Gran, brow arched. She knew the code? How? "Stubborn Berkian. Not so bright either. How do you plan to get into the city without being noticed? You think they won't sense you coming?" Hiccup remained on the spot, frowning as she picked apart his nonexistent plan.

"Uh, that face. I've seen that face before. You have no clue what to do," Gran chastised. Hiccup's spirits were dropping bit by bit. How was he going to save Merida? How was he even going to get to her? "Luckily you ran into me," Gran chimed in. He looked to her as she reached into her cloak and pulled out a medallion.

"This will hide you from the Sith. Now you better not lose it, thats my last one laddie," she warned with a scowl. Hiccup reached out to take the medallion. He held it in his palm, admiring the craftsmanship. "Now get on then. The Princess doesnae have all day," Gran insisted as she shooed him toward the castle.

Hiccup gave a nod and a thank you before breaking into a jog. He hung the medallion around his neck, hoping that what Gran said it could do was true.

Gran watched Hiccup until he disappeared into the distance. She couldn't help but smile after him. She wished him luck, knowing he'd need it.


Merida, her mother, and her father were being led through the town in cuffs, surrounded by stormtroopers and shadow guards as they made their way to the center square. The citizens of DunBroch watched in horror as their monarchs were being treated like common criminals. Many of them wanted to do something, but the sight of the armed troopers and imposing shadow guards made them go stiff.

Merida had spent all night sandwiched between her parents. Reminiscing on the good times they had, the bad, and everything that made their family wonderful. She felt sorrow that she was going to have to leave them, and worse they were going to be forced to watch her die. No parent should have to see that.

But she accepted it and walked with her head held high. Determined to go out with her dignity. She'd chosen her path. She always knew the risks. Always knew that victory and life weren't guaranteed. Her only regret is that she'd die a traitor to the alliance. Images of her friends faces flashed through her head, she wished them all goodbye and hoped they'd survive this war.

And lastly she thought of Hiccup. The Knight who'd stolen her heart. And broken it. Yet he still had it. She wished she could've have seen him again. Told him that she wasn't going to give up what they had so easily. She probably would have cursed at him, and called him an idiot too, but at least she would have said what she wanted to say.

Finally Merida was led onto a raised platform in the town center square. All around the citizens of DunBroch watched with mixed feelings of appalment, outrage, and anger. Some shouted how it was wrong. Some how the Empire was corrupt. Merida smiled, happy to see she still had her people's loyalty.

"Now then," the Inquisitor said in a loud voice. "Today we are here to execute this, traitor, to the Empire," he said jabbing a finger at Merida. "For siding with the rebel terrorists, and threatening the peace of the Empire and its citizens, she will have to pay the ultimate price."

There were boos and shouts of protest from the crowd. The people cursed and some dared approach the shadow guard and troopers surrounding the platform. But when the shadow guard activated their weapons in warning the people backed away, wary of the red blades on the end of their pikes.

"Princess. Do you have anything left to say?" the Inquisitor asked.

Merida looked up, not a bit of fear in her eyes. She gazed out at her people. She smiled at them one final time. "Death to the Empire!" she shouted. Dagur and the Inquisitor snorted and rolled their eyes. The Inquisitor approached and pushed her to her knees. He made her lean over. Merida stared at the platform's surface as she heard the telltale sign of an ignited lightsaber. She took a breath and closed her eyes.

"Wait!"

Merida looked up to see her mother, shouting and struggling against the guards and troopers. "I was the one who told Merida to leave and join the rebellion. I'm the one behind all of this. Kill me instead!"

Merida' eyes widened. "Mum what are you doing?!" Merida shouted in horror.

"I'm the reason you left Merida. So this is all my doing. Please, let me do this for," her mother pleaded. Merida looked at her mother like she were mad.

"Oh can we just get on with it. Fine then. Bring the old woman up here and kill her first. Then kill the Princess," Dagur commanded after a groan of annoyance.

His orders were followed and soon a shadow guard dragged Elinor on stage. Merida was pulled back, with her mother taking her spot. As they met each other's eyes Elinor smiled

"A mother shouldn't have to watch her child die," she whispered, holding her sad smile. "Goodbye ma' love."

Merida's struggling was renewed. She couldn't see this. She couldn't watch her mother die. Not for her sake. She shouted as tears came to her eyes. Begging for Dagur to just take her life. The people of DunBroch began being worked into a frenzy at the sight of their queen. They shouted angrily, some even playing with the thought of rushing the stage.

And as they did a cloaked figure started making his way to the front of the crowd.

Dagur gave the Inquisitor the signal, bored out of his mind.

Elinor bowed her head. Glad she could at least avoid the pain of watching her baby girl die.

"Mum no! Mum! Please! No!" Merida cried out desperately. But her words fell on deaf ears.

The Inquisitor swung, time slowed from Merida's point of view as she watched the burning red blade of plasma about to end her mother's life. Yet she couldn't look away.

Then suddenly, and at the last second, the Inquisitor's blade was deflected. Merida watched in a shock as an orange blur flew from the crowd to collide with the Inquisitor's pike blade.

Dagur, the Inquisitor, shadow guard, and stormtroopers were immediately on alert. They watched as what they now recognized as a shoto fly back into the hand of someone stepping out of the crowd. The shadow guard tensed up in preparing to rush him when a green plasma blade ignited itself and then went flying. It flew in a wide circle, all around the platform and killed all the shadow guards in one foul swoop before flying back to the cloaked figure's hand.

Dagur growled and glared as he recognized the green lightsaber. And sure enough the figure pulled back their hood to reveal Hiccup. Eyes hard and strong and blades at the ready.

Merida beamed in joy and shouted his name, but her celebration was cut off as she was lifted off the ground, her throat being constricted by an invisible force. Dagur looked into Hiccup's eyes as he held the Princess in his power.

"Hiccup," Dagur said lowly. He was perplexed as to how he hadn't sensed him at all until just now.

"Let her go Dagur," Hiccup commanded.

"You aren't in any real position to be making demands Hiccup," Dagur said with a smirk. He tightened his grip, constricting Merida's throat a little more. Hiccup glared at him, and Dagur could see a kind of anger he'd never seen in the Knight before. He arched a brow before glancing to Merida. Then he glanced back to Hiccup. Then it clicked.

"Oh. What this then? Hiccup...do you love the Princess?" Dagur asked tauntingly. Hiccup remained silent. "Thats not the Jedi way Hiccup. You know that," he chastised.

"Drop her Dagur. Now!" Hiccup demanded in a steely tone.

"Oh such anger," Dagur said with a smirk. "How about you make me Hiccup?" Dagur challenged. Just then he opened his cloak and grabbed his lightsabers. He threw them to the side, effectively disarming himself. "Go ahead Hiccup. All you have to do is kill me. Kill me and you can save the woman you love," Dagur cackled. Hiccup squeezed his sabers until his knuckles were white.

"Oh but you won't will you? Because it not the Jedi way. You'd show Merida how you're just like me. A cold blooded killer. And even if you were able to somehow kill me before I break her neck," he gestured to his subordinates. The stormtroopers all aimed their blasters at the king while the Inquisitor placed his pike's blade at Elinor's neck.

"Kill me and they will kill the king and queen. Can you have their blood on your hands Hiccup?" Dagur challenged. "She would hate you. The man responsible for the death of her parents. She may not ever say it. But you'd be able to feel it. She'd hate you forever." Hiccup remained where he was. Dagur had him in the palm of his hand. If he had backup and more time then they could have secured the royals. But given the situation, someone was going to die.

"But I'll tell you what? Surrender. Surrender and I'll waive all charges against the DunBroch royal family to the Empire," Dagur offered.

"How do I know you aren't lying?"

Dagur narrowed his eyes, closing his fingers a little more, squeezing off what little air Merida was managing to take in as she dangled helplessly off the ground. "You don't. But you have no choice."

Hiccup stared at Dagur. His gaze flicked to Merida. She shook her head, telling him not to do it. To save her parents. It was a difficult decision. Save one and doom the other. Lose the woman he loved or risk her hatred for putting her parents' lives up for forfeit?

Or doom just himself.

With a sigh Hiccup dropped his arms and deactivated his lightsabers. He bowed his head in defeat, making Dagur smile evilly.

"Drop your sabers," Dagur commanded. Hiccup obeyed, dropping his weapons and letting them clatter to the floor. The Inquisitor extended a hand and brought them to him and out of Hiccup's reach.

"Now kneel," Dagur commanded next. Hiccup clenched his fists, rage welling up within him. But he heard Merida gasp and choke for air, prompting him to drop to his knees. "Lower."

"Hiccup...don't," Merida tried to say. But she couldn't make her words clear. So Hiccup dropped onto his hand and knees, head nearly touch the ground in total surrender.

"Wow. Thats kind of disappointing," Dagur said with a blank face. "Take him," he commanded. A few stormtroopers split off from the king. They surrounded Hiccup, waiting for Dagur's commanded. "Gently now men." The stormtroopers new what Dagur meant.

Merida watched in horror as they raised their weapons and started beating the Jedi Knight. Hitting him relentlessly with the backs of their blasters, and Hiccup just remained where he was and took it. She winced and cringed every time she heard a butt crack against his skull. She started tearing up at just imagining the welts and bruises he was sure to have later.

Finally at Dagur's command one of them hit the Jedi Knight with a nerve pulse. Knocking him out. Dagur finally released her. Dropping her to the ground as she took in gulps of air. She looked to Hiccup, noting the blood leaking and dripping down from his hairline. She tried to rush to him, but was stopped by her mother.

"Mum let me go! Mum please let me go! Hiccup! Hiccup!" she shouted between sobs. Elinor held tight, keeping her daughter away from the troopers as they dragged Hiccup back to the castle. With some prods from Dagur and the Inquisitor the royals were huddled together and escorted back as well.

"Congrats Princess. You and your mother get to live," Dagur taunted. Merida spat in his face, seething in anger. Dagur's face remained blank as he raised a hand to wipe the spit off his face. "Careful Princess. You're dangerously close to treason again," he warned icily.

With that Dagur walked ahead, smiling to himself. As he had said, compassion was a weakness. And that was especially true for a Jedi. They were so willing to lay their lives down for others it was sickening. Hiccup made it all to easy for him.

He loved it when he won.


Oh aren't I just the worst? I bet you are all like :O