Life is better,

When you are in it.

It felt like yesterday Stoick announced their relationship to the world. But in reality it was a week ago. Well that was before she left Berk with Kyria on their own adventure. Just Kyria and her on their own with the whole world ahead of them. They didn't fly so far away from Berk, just enough space between them so it felt like they were elsewhere. Which didn't really work out because their destination was the edge and they had already been there a few times so she knew every island they passed.

Every since they had been in the hidden world, Ingrid just wanted to go out and explore with only Kyria, making her own decisions and watching the world with her best friend. Stoick and Egil almost followed (which she wouldn't have mind) but he had planes with Finn and Brant to go to Berserker island to be with Oswald and Ragnar since they hadn't meet in a while.

She wished she had complained that he needed to come with her. They were a official couple after all! But she had been fine with it at that moment because they may be a official couple, but that didn't mean they were attached to their hips.

Ingrid pulled her legs closer to herself and held her arms around them with her head placed on her knees. The chain that was around her right ankle rustled when she moved.

Ingrid's face was wet and red from the screaming and the strength to not tell them what they wanted to hear. Her eyes was also red from the crying and she had tried to stop the tears from coming, but she was scared of what would happen next and her body was in pain.

Ingrid only knew a few things of her kidnappers and why they had taken her and Kyria.

They wanted to know about the information the dragon eye held. The dragon eye wasn't destroyed, but luckily she had taking the key out of it when they had already captured Kyria and they walked towards her. She threw the key into the ocean and then everything went black. But they could find what key the dragon eye needed and find the hidden world on their own, she just needed to keep quiet and keep the dragons safe for as long as possible.

Ingrid woke up in a poorly lit dungeon, ankle chained and she went into panic. She tried to take the chain of her body and than she checked every bar, kicking and shaking them to see if anyone was loose. She yelled out Kyrias name and screamed for anyone. Why was she here? Where was she? Where's Kyria and was she okay?

The leader had come to her eventually. He presented himself as Grimmel the Grisly and Ingrid could see that he wasn't a man of mercy. He had asked who she was and where she was from. She had given her name and hoped he didn't know about Berk having dragons. The questions she had stubbornly not answered was the secrets the dragon eye held. He had hit her in the face when she had kept her mouth shut for too long. He had yelled and she spat in his face in response. A bad idea of her she discovered when in a blink of an eye she felt a sharp and hot pain in her shoulder.

That's when the torture with knives came in. They weren't deep enough for her to bleed to death, but would leave a scar. The first wound was on the shoulder, the second one on her leg and the third one from her jawline down to her collarbone.

It hurt like hell, but she didn't say anything they wanted to hear. She knew they were dragon hunters for she could hear dragons roar and hear their pain. She cursed herself for saying anything about Berk because if they discovered Berk, which was filled with dragons or if they found the hidden world; he would kill them all until every dragon was dead. Ingrid couldn't let that happen. She had already betrayed Berk by saying where she was from. There were no way she was going to set the hidden world in danger.

She had tried to keep the scream inside, with her teeth's pressed together and her muscles all over her body in a tight grip she held her pain inside of her. Sweat, tears and blood was on her body in seconds and eventually she screamed. The pain became to much for her to handle when they dragged the knife from her jawline to her collarbone and she could swear he had made a jack into her collarbone. She screamed in pain. That was she didn't want them to hear. Her weakness. They knew how make her feel great pain and would use that to make her break.

She hadn't. Yes, there was cracks but she wasn't completely broken. She had kept her mouth shut from the rest of information they wanted to hear.

Footsteps was heard and Ingrid squeezed her eyes shut, more tears came running down her cheeks, afraid of what would happen next.

The cell door open with a crack. She didn't have time to look who it was before two strong hands grabbed her arms and dragged her up on her feet. The metal chain came off so she could walk out of there with the guards at her side and one behind her so she couldn't escape.

Ingrid had thought of a escape plan, but the biggest problem was she didn't know where they held Kyria. She had never been here before, hell she didn't even know where she was. She would run around the whole place to find Kyria and would have been seen eventually. Not a great plan.

"Where are you taking me?" Ingrid asked. "And where is my dragon?"

The man holding her left arm snorted. "Your dragon is safe, for now."

She frowned. "What does that mean?" She demanded.

"You'll see." That man was smiling at her and she wanted to punch his stupid face, but she couldn't. These men were way to strong for her to fight in the condition she was in right now. She didn't know how long she had been here but she hadn't had food since she ate breakfast when she and Kyria where free. She felt weak and her body ached from the pain they had put her through. But still, she and Kyria needed to get out of here somehow and alive.

Ingrid looked around her while the men lead her through a corridor and a room. No windows to show her if it was day or night nor telling her how the rest of the land looked like. Doors where here and there, but they didn't have signs to tell her where they lead. She could be underground for what she knew.

A flight of stairs was seen and they walked up to a room where Kyria laid on the other side of the room. Kyria had wounds on her back and all her legs were chained up.

"Kyria!" Ingrid shouted and the dragon lifted its head of the voice of her rider. The dragon looked worried at her. "I'm fine." Ingrid assured.

"Looks like your dragon is ready to accept her fate. Are you really gonna let her die?" Ingrid turned to the voice and she glared daggers at him.

Grimmel came walking into the room, his hands behind his back and grinning. He was enjoying this. Seeing a 18 year old wounded and in pain just because she wouldn't give him the information he wanted and seeing her dragon wounded and in pain, but with all those dragons that was roaring in pain he probably enjoyed hurting and killing dragons in general.

"I've heard you torture and kill dragons ever since I got here. You're going to kill her anyway and me. Probably even if I give you the information you want, you will still kill us." Ingrid glared at him with disgust and she clenched her fists in anger.

Grimmel chuckled and still grinned at her. "No, Ingrid. I will not kill you but," he gestured to Kyria with his hand, "I will kill her if you don't give me the information I want."

Kyria wined and looked from Grimmel to Ingrid. Ingrid's shoulders shrinked and her eyes widened in fear for her dragon. "No, please don't hurt her." she said.

"Oh, but I will." Grimmel nodded to somehow in the shadows and out of the dark came a muscular man with the biggest axe she has ever seen in his hands. "Your last chance, Ingrid Ingerman."

Ingrid shook her head and tried to get away from the holds of the two men held beside of her, but they held her back. "Please! Don't!" she shrieked.

"Then tell me," the man with the big axe lifted the axe and held it over Kyrias neck. "What I want to hear."

Ingrid shook her head again and looked at Kyria with frozen eyes. She didn't want Kyria to die, she was her best friend and Ingrid couldn't live without her. But every dragon and Berk was in the game and Ingrid and Kyria was just to pisces in the game that could stop the war before it even started.

Kyria lifted her head a little to gave Ingrid a slow nod and laid down with closed eyes. Ingrid knew what she was doing and she knew herself what she needed to do.

Ingrid shedded a few more tears and stared right at Grimmel. "She's ready to accept her death as I'm ready to accept mine, because you will never get any information out of any of us." Ingrid would die here if no one find her soon. With no food and open wounds, she was going to starve or get blood poisoned from her open wounds and dirt cell. Or Grimmel would kill her, but it didn't matter. If Kyria accepted her death, Ingrid could too.

"Kill the beast."

Ingrid closed her eyes so she didn't see her best friend being killed, but the sound of the axe hitting Kyrias flesh she couldn't keep out from her brain. She sobbed and the men let her fall down to the ground with her knees hitting the stone floor first. The pain that went through her body from the knees, was nothing comparing her heart braking.

Ingrid started to shake and she hugged herself, trying to comfort herself. Her chin was lifted and eyes opened and Grimmel was in her view.

"Now, do you wanna tell me?" he asked with a stern voice.

Ingrid breathed through clenched teeths and her breathing was heavy. She had never felt this angry before and the sadness that was clenching her heart so much she thought it would stop beating with the tightness around it. "You sick evil bastard!" she screamed and flung her fists at him, but he moved away and let her fall down to the ground.

Ingrid didn't think twice and stood up, ready to try hit Grimmel again but her eyes landed on Kyria. Or the dead body of Kyria. Blood was still pouring out of where the axe had killed her and Ingrid screamed and and was ready to run to her when Grimmel grabbed her shoulders and turned her around to him.

"Tell me!" he ordered and Ingrid felt the room spinning around her. Grimmel shook her and Ingrid felt nauseous and ready to faint.

Grimmel pushed her backwards and Ingrid stumble, feeling her legs failing her to hold her up.

Ingrid glanced at Kyria before fainting. She didn't feel her body hit the floor or react to her body screaming to stay awake. The world was falling around her and so did the ceiling, but that didn't matter to her as the world turned black.