I don't even make it ten feet into freedom before I run face first into a Deadly Nadder.
"Going somewhere?" The blonde dragon rider asks.
I think on my feet. For once the truth seems like a good answer. "Please, you have to let me go. Alvin has my parents."
"Really, then why did Hiccup and I find you lurking in the academy?"
"I needed some place to rest my dragon for the night. I was on my way to Outcast Island to rescue my parents. I never meant to bother anybody." I try to glean some sympathy from this girl. Her features do soften for a moment. I pray to Loki that she's really buying it. However she is back to stern, cold Viking warrior before I can even say Loki.
"Well you're bothering me. You're late for your trial and if you were hoping for leniency by keeping our Chief waiting, you are sorely mistaken. Although you should know he's not the forgiving type from all your spying. So you can drop the innocent routine."
I was about to say something stupid like "So the rumors about your Chief are true?" before her words sunk in. How did she see me? When? I was so discreet, or so I thought.
The hunter has become the hunted, I think bitterly to myself as I glare at the blonde. That's why I never saw with the others. She was spying on me. I decide silence is my best option, even as she orders her Nadder to carry me in her talons instead of escorting me to my death on foot.
The Nadder drops me in front of a set of large, wooden doors set into a small mountain. Not prepared for the quick arrival and already feeling quite pathetic as my death looms beyond those doors, I land on my knees in front of two more intimidating, faceless guards.
"Get up," the blonde hisses in my ear. I do albeit grudgingly. I glare at the blonde rebeliously and keep my head held high as I walk through the double doors of my own accord. I will die a proud Outcast today, whether or not I really am proud.