Hey guys! Sorry yet again for it being so long since my last update on this story, but I don't really have time to hunker down and write much at the moment. DON'T GET ME WRONG! I'M NOT LEAVIG! I'm just saying why I've been a little slow lately.
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Friendly warning! TAKE HEED TO THIS! This chapter has a semi-gruesome torture sceane in it…just so ya know. I know some peeps don't like to read those. Didn't want to offend anyone.
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Chapter 11 The Torture Chamber
Some dragons listen to their riders… Sam warbled to Silverwings as he again relaxed into his bed after another (failed) attempt to get up
And some Dragonhearts listen to their counterparts. Silverwings warbled back with a smile as she laid her head on Sam's legs to prevent any future attempts
But I can't just lay here and do nothing! Sam barked at her I need to help with the village! Prepare the soldiers! Set up defenses! I have a lesson with Gobber this evening! Sam warbled again, trying to form excuses. I'm tired of doing nothing! Sam said starting to screech out of frustration It's because I did nothing that I am here, and my family and friends are dead! I won't fail again! Sam screeched as he started to thrash his body in attempt to free himself from Silverwings' weight
HATCHLING! Silverwings screeched You're going to re-open your wound! Now SIT STILL!
I failed my family…Sam whispered as he laid his head down, yet again And I won't fail again…
You didn't fail them Hatchling. Silverwings crooned as her eyes met Sam's, who scoffed and looked away Hey, look at me. She said as she lifted her head from Sam's legs, and crawled half-way into his bed. Lying down next to Sam, gently placing her leg on Sam's chest, careful to avoid the arrow wound I said look at me. Silverwings repeated as she lifted Sam's chin with her tail, so he was now staring her with intense sorrow in his eyes, and if you looked just right, you could see a tear forming in his eye. You didn't fail them…
If I didn't fail them, Sam warbled softly Then why are they dead? And me alive?
You didn't fail them Hatchling. Silverwings warbled gently as she nudged Sam's head If anything, she continued You are making them proud.
My father would not be proud of me. Sam whispered in a barley audible tone that even Silverwings had a hard time hearing
What are you talking about? Silverwings questioned with slight shock of her boys denial of his father's blessing Of course he would be-
He hated war. Sam said, interrupting Silverwings who looked at him with confused, yet gentle blue eyes
Well, most people hate war Hatchling. Silverwings said as she continued to gaze upon her human hatchling
Yes…Sam said as he turned his head away again causing Silverwings to assume it was in order to hide the tears that threatened to come down But Father had a law. No violence on the island of Murk. Or you will be disowned and banished from the island. Sam said as his warbles and grunts started to become quieter and quieter Same went for any Murkian fighting in any war outside of Murk. My father would not be proud of me…Sam said as a single tear ran down his cheek If anything…He would be ashamed.
Oh, Hatchling…Silverwings warbled as she nudged her muzzle into the crease of Sam's neck, exhaling softly, letting Sam know that she was there, and never going to leave.
I failed…Sam warbled as he started to cry And I failed miserably.
Silverwings could feel her riders distress at this time. Feeling his guilt, his self-blame, and even Sam's self-rage towards himself.
I need to see Hiccup…Sam said as he tried to rise from the bed, yet again. But was held down by Silverwings leg that was still on his chest, with enough weight to hold Sam down, but not enough to cause discomfort.
Why? Silverwings warbled. She could feel the strain of his thinking, mixed in with his self-rage, and she was starting to worry about her boy. Even more so than she was already.
I need to talk to him about my status as Chief of Murk. Sam said as he tried to gently push Silverwings' leg off of his chest, which Silverwings abided by after seeing her boys seriousness in what he said
What about your status Hatchling? Silverwings warbled as Sam stood up
I have decided that I will no longer be chief…
"WHAT?!" Hiccup shouted when Sam told him at the council meeting that day "What do you mean you're not going to be Chief of Murk anymore?"
"I mean," Sam said calmly "that I have no people anymore. For all of the children are now Berkian citizens. And I wouldn't have it any other way. But I don't wish to be chief anymore because I have dishonored my father's teachings. And by doing so, I don't deserve the status of chief."
"Then kneel." Hiccup said as he grabbed a ceremonial sword that was sitting close to the Great Table. Complying, and slightly confused, Sam kneeled in front of Hiccup and the village elders. "I, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Chief of Berk, have heard your plea, and decide to grant that wish." Hiccup said as he approached Sam "Even though I wonder where I get the authority to do so…" he whispered under his breath "But instead of Chief…" Hiccup continued as he placed the tip of the sword on Sam's left shoulder "I make you Lord." Hiccup said as he slowly swung the sword over Sam's head and touched his right shoulder. "Rise." Hiccup told the dumbfounded Murkian "By the witness of the council. I now proclaim you Lord of Murk. My head in Dragon Translations."
"Hiccup…I…." Sam said, trying to protest but was interrupted when Gobber cried out in joyous proclamation
"ODIN'S BLESSING ON LORD MURK!" Gobber shouted, raising his mead mug high for emphasis
"ODIN BLESS LORD MURK!" The rest of the council shouted as they also lifted their mugs high and toasted to Sam's promotion
"Thank you…." Sam said slowly as he nodded to the council members "But if you will excuse me…." And with that, Sam hurriedly left the Hall and ran for the woods.
"You sure about this Hiccup?" Valka asked her son after Sam left
"I am. Yes." Hiccup replied as he sat back down from returning the sword to its designated area "He just needs some time to reflect on this. Silverwings will help him, I'm sure."
"HADDOCK!" Rune shouted as she ran into the hall after Sam left "Where's my father?"
"Wasn't he with you?" Hiccup asked as he stood
"Oh, no…" Rune gasped as she placed a hand over her mouth in shock "I was hoping it was a mistake…"
"What's a mistake?" Hiccup asked now just a few feet from the scared girl "What happened?"
"Drago" Rune stuttered as she handed Hiccup a piece of parchment. Looking over it, the parchment read:
Dear Haddock,
Since you were not killed by my little assassination attempt, I will be capturing the next person that happens through these woods. And they will be sent to Drago's fortress to be tortured until they die.
You're only hope is to come into the forest yourself, and become Drago's archery target.
Or I will be grabbing the next person from Berk that comes by.
You have been warned,
Drago's Assassin.
"Oh no…." Hiccup said as he looked out the doors of the Great Hall with a look of dread on his face "Sam…"
HATCHLING! Silverwings cried out as she soared above the forest looking for her boy. She had heard from Toothless, that Sam ran off into the woods after Hiccup made him Lord of Murk, whatever that means. HATCHLING! She cried out again. She could feel her Dragonhearts' emotional turmoil, and could tell that she was close. Please Hatchling… Silverwings whispered Give me something that tells me where you are…
YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! A loud screech cried out from the middle of the forest, followed close by a loud crack like a tree just fell. Causing birds and terrors in the area to flee.
Hatchling? Silverwings whimpered as she zoned in on the screech and dived towards the clearing where she saw her boy punching a large tree with such force that the tree was shaking and dropping pine cones with every strike that Sam made. Silverwings was shocked, for the size of the tree was very large, and it would take a full grown and rampaging Rumblehorn to knock it over. Let alone make it shake dangerously. As she slowly approached Sam, Silverwings noted another tree, of the same size laying on the ground. With its bark torn off in an area that was slightly smeared in red. Her eyes went wide at her discovery. That loud crack that she heard was probably this tree falling over. And the stripped bark told her that it had been punched down, much like Sam was attempting to do to the one he was currently punching. Hatchling? Silverwings warbled again as she gazed upon her boy who was sending a rapid burst of punches into the tree, his arms and hands were blurs, and his face was twisted into a scowl of self-hatred. Hatchling? Silverwings repeated when Sam either didn't hear her, or didn't register Silverwings' concern that etched her voice. But instead of looking at her, Sam threw another powerful fist into the tree, causing a loud crack to be heard. Silverwings was in awe as she watched Sam walk away from the still standing tree, with an angry scowl and bloody knuckles. Turning back towards the tree, Sam ran up to the tree with a shout of pure fury. When he neared the tree, Sam threw out his right foot, catching the trunk of the tree and reversing his momentum causing him to do a back-flip into the air. While he was still in mid-air, he lashed out with his right leg again in a powerful melee kick that hit the tree with pinpoint accuracy where the small crack that Sam had formed with his fists resided. Causing the tree to pop and snap loudly as Sam went into a reverse tumble as he hit the ground and bounced back up onto his fee a safe distance from the tree, as it continued to pop and groan as it leaned to its side and crashed to the ground, causing the ground in the clearing to shake and scaring more terrors away.
Hatchling…Silverwings repeated again out of awe of her Dragonhearts' rage. A full grown Rumblehorn wouldn't've been able to do that…
I'm no Rumblehorn. Sam answered back as he sat down on the stump of the tree that he just knocked down and placed his head in his bloody hands. In an attempt to hide the tears that threatened to fall. But a pathetic man instead…
Whoa now, Silverwings said as she walked over to Sam and nudged his shoulder Who told you that you were pathetic? Tell me who so I can have my way with them Silverwings growled softly as she rubbed her head against Sam's back in a reassuring manner
Have your way with me then. Sam said as he subconsciously leaned into Silverwings I called myself 'pathetic'.
Why would you call yourself pathetic Hatchling? Silverwings warbled as she opened her wings, inviting the man into her embrace. Which Sam went into. He would never tell anyone, but he liked the feeling of security that came with being wrapped up in Silverwings embrace You're not pathetic hatchling, Silverwings said as she gently licked Sam's head But you are special…Very special.
I don't feel special…Sam whimpered as he leaned into Silverwings more, as if he was trying to become invisible to the world, and all of his worries would fade away.
"Well isn't this nice?" a harsh voice said from the shadows around the clearing "A broken man snuggling up into his dumb dragon….so touching."
Hatchling. Silverwings said as she released Sam from her wings and turned to face the new foe Don't trust him Silverwings growled as she crouched low and heard Sam's sword scrape against it's scabbard, indicating the blade being drawn
I don't plan on trusting him. Sam growled back as he glared daggers at the man in the shadows "Who and what are you doing here?" Sam growled again as he pointed the tip of his sword at the man
"Oh, where are my manners?" the man answered as he stepped out of the shadows and into the clearing "My name is Markus. And as far as what I am doing here, I'm here to assassinate Haddock. But seeing that it was you who prevented me from killing him, how's that arrow wound feeling by the way?" Markus said with a smug grin "I guess that as much as I wish to see you in the form of a Blood Eagle," he continued "I will be willing to bet that Drago would like to see you. But since it was also you who also stole his Night Fury, I don't think that he will mind you two dead."
"You touch her…" Sam snarled in a dark way that made even Silverwings cringe "You. Die."
"Perhaps…" Markus said, unfazed "But we all die eventually." He continued as he quickly clenched his fist and released his fist just as quickly
WATCH IT! Sam screeched when he saw Markus' hand signal and ten heavily armed soldiers charged Sam and Silverwings from all sides "NOT TODAY!" Sam yelled as he dove into one of the soldiers, cleaving his sword through that man's chest and killing him instantly
"Leave the fool! Kill the dragon!" Markus cried out to his men as they lashed out with whips at Silverwings, wrapping her legs together and causing her to fall to the ground with a heavy thud.
GET AWAY FROM HER! Sam screeched as he charged the soldiers again and lopped off one of their heads before turning to the next and slicing that man down.
"Knock out the dragon!" Markus cried out as he rushed Sam with his own sword drawn which Sam parried and advanced out of rage as one of the soldiers landed his heavy club onto Silverwings head. Knocking Silverwings out cold and causing Sam to recoil in pain.
"Their connected!" Markus cried out as he connected his hilt with Sam's chin, knocking him out as well "Take them to the ship!" he shouted to the soldiers as he gazed upon the duo that was sprawled out on the ground "Drago will want to see this…"
Cold….
That's it…..
Cold….
That's the only thought that passed through Sam's mind when he came conscious. And looked around trying to assess where he was. His hands were chained to the wall. Stretching them out, with similar chains around his ankles that stretched out his legs. He was face up against the wall, with his shirt off so the cold stone felt really cold against his skin.
"He's awake…" a harsh voice said from behind Sam whom he recognized immediately
"Alvin." Sam snarled as he pulled on his chains in a desperate attempt to relax his arms
"It's strange that you're alive." Sam heard Alvin say before Sam heard something like small chains scraping against a table "I was positive that you were dead on Dragon Island."
"My dragon had other ideas." Sam spat out as he tried to get a look at what Alvin had in his hands.
"Your dragon." Alvin said in fake-thought "Markus told us that the two of you felt the same pain. Is this true?"
When Sam offered no answer, Alvin striked Sam's back with the chains causing Sam to yell in pain as they stripped off skin that tore due to his limbs being stretched out "I say again." Alvin said before his struck Sam a second time "Is the pain split?"
"No….Comment." Sam hissed as Alvin brought the chain down on Sam's back again, and again. Until Sam's back was covered in bloody cuts and tattered skin. Bits of skin hanging off his body in places where the chain went in deeper than other areas.
"You're strong for a Murkian…" Sam heard Alvin say as he put the chain back down on the table "But even the strongest men brake eventually." Alvin's voice said again as Sam heard what sounded like a pot being picked up off the table as well
"Is that what you tell Hiccup?" Sam questioned, still trying to rely on his wits. However small they may be at the moment
Alvin didn't answer, instead he placed a handful of whatever was in the pot strait on Sam's wounds, causing Sam to scream loudly in pain. "Don't mention that name if you want to live another day, scum." Alvin hissed in Sam's ear as he placed another handful of whatever horrible item that he had on Sam's back
"Ok…" Sam said with a small, weak smile "Hiccup."
"You asked for it." Alvin said as Sam heard him step back and toss the rest of the contents of the pot onto Sam's back, covering it quickly. Resulting in a blood-curling scream from Sam as his back burned from whatever torture that Alvin was doing "Ready for more?" Alvin asked as Sam heard the scraping of metal on the floor
"Let's see," Sam said stopping Alvin cold "So far, you've cut open my back with a chain, and made it burn. So whatever you have in store for me next must be equally pathetic." Sam finished as he felt a small amount of heat close to his right shoulder blade.
"You're loss" Alvin chuckled as he touched Sam's skin with the hot metal, carving deep into Sam's skin creating a sealed scar as he ran the tip of the red-hot sword in a pattern down Sam's shoulder blade "My gain."
"ENOUGH!" A new, and equally dark, voice cried out as Alvin finished his design on Sam and removed the metal from Sam's skin "We need him alive for the experiments." The new voice continued "And that does not mean to kill him on the first torture session!"
"Yes, Lord Drago." Alvin said as Sam heard shuffling of feet and the close of a door
"Now." The new voice said which Sam assumed was Drago "I've heard a lot about you, Murkian." Sam heard Drago say as Drago approached Sam slowly "That you are somehow connected to that night fury."
"Yeah," Sam said "It's called a friend, ya' know? Oh wait!" Sam said "You don't! Cause no one would want to be friends with an ugly troll like you!"
"Why you little…" Drago said as he lashed out with his hand and grabbed part of Sam's flesh that was hanging off his back pulled. Causing Sam to bite his lip to prevent himself from screaming again. He wasn't going to give Drago that pleasure "I know this hurts." Drago said as he twisted the flesh that he was holding causing Sam to whimper, but not scream "You were screaming before…" Drago said as Sam heard another sound like someone else walking over followed by another sound like the pitcher being lifted off the table "And you will scream now." Drago finished as the other man poured the contents of the pitcher into Sam's back where he was holding the flesh from his body and started to massage it into his flesh causing a biting sensation like his flesh was being drug across glass shavings.
SSSSSIIIIIIILLLLLLVVVVVVEEEEEERRRRRRWWWWWWIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGSSSSSSSSSSS! Sam screeched loudly as Drago and continued his 'treatment' on Sam. Stopping when he ran out of whatever he was using.
"Guards!" Sam heard Drago shout as the pitcher was placed back on the table followed by a shuffle of feet and the door being thrown open "Take the prisoner to the Fury's cell. Let them wallow in their failure together."
"Yes Lord Drago!" two new voices said, which Sam assumed were the guards, before he heard more footsteps coming his way, as well as the jingling of the keys as they unshackled Sam and drug him out of the Torture Chamber and into the hall of Drago's fortress. They drug Sam's bloody body past many soldiers who looked upon Sam with hatred and resentment, until they saw his disfigured back. Causing most of them to look on Sam with respect or pity. Respect for someone who could go through that and still be alive, and pity for having to go through that much pain.
"When will we do the next experiment?" the other man who was with Drago asked
"At dawn, we test the dragon." Drago answered as he fingered the skin sheers "And we figure out just how they are connected."
"Hey Night Fury!" one of the guards that were dragging Sam shouted when they neared Silverwings' cell "We brought you supper!" And with that, they opened the cell door, and tossed the broken man inside at Silverwings' feet
HATCHLING! Silverwings cried out as she hurried to Sam's side and addressed the damage. Seeing that it was indeed great
"They even salted the meat for you." One of the guards that brought Sam back said causing Silverwings to look up and see that they were still standing in the cell door, with the door still open.
"Salt?" Sam whispered as his face cringed up in pain
"I know I like my meat sal-"one of the guards said before Silverwings sprang up at the guards and bit the one's arm off
"GET THAT CLOSED!" the one that was now missing a limb screamed as he grabbed his now stub and cried out in pain as the other kicked Silverwings in the head and closed and locked the cell quickly and then lead his comrade from the prison cells.
I don't like salt on my meat. Silverwings said darkly But fresh from the body.
You would…Sam warbled with a pained chuckle causing Silverwings to turn around and rush to her boy again
Oh Gods Hatchling…Silverwings said as she started to lick Sam's wounds in order to wash the salt away and clean the wound I'm so sorry….I'm so sorry…
S…s…Silverwings…Sam whispered as he turned his head slightly to try and gaze Silverwings in the eyes If anything, I'm worried about you…If I'm this hurt…than y…you're in pain t…t..to.
No Hatchling. Silverwings said with a smile, knowing her boy could be in serious amounts of pain, and he would still worry about the others around him. If anything, all I feel is a slight tingling on my back. I had just originally thought that it was my muscles spasmin', but from what I see now….I'm sorry I didn't think that you were in pain Hatchling. I'm so, so sorry. Silverwings said as she continued to lick Sam's wounds
It's ok Silverwings. Sam said as he tried to take a deep breath Actually, they don't hurt as bad as they did. I guess that's one of the benefits of having a Night Fury companion and friend.
I guess so… Silverwings said as she continued to clean her hatchlings wounds. When she was finished cleaning the wounds, Silverwings hacked up large spit balls and coated Sam's back in it heavily
Ah, Silverwings… Sam said with protest as Silverwings laid down next to him and draped her wing over him
What? She asked Night Fury saliva has perfect healing qualities. And in order to heal what happened to your back, you needed a good lathering. I would've done it to Toothless as well if those tables were turned.
Really? Sam whispered as he tried to move closer to Silverwings. Which Silverwings saw and gently pulled Sam close to her side, still covering him with her wing.
Really. Silverwings responded with a smile But you need to rest. I'll keep anyone from getting to you I promise.
Thanks girl….Sam whispered as he quickly dosed off and fell into a peaceful sleep
My privilege. Silverwings whispered back as she turned her head back towards the cell door No one is going to touch you again…
Well'p there ya go!
And I got something else for ye' to do for all those who haven't yet.
I have a poll on my profile for some ideas that I have for future HTTYD crossover stories that I was toying with. Would like to know which one ye' would like me to do first.
As of right now…the poll readings are:
The Purge: 28%; Aliens VS. Berk: 21%; Chinese Demons: 21%; Berk gets Frizzled: 14%; Talking Wolves: 7%; and, Name's MacGyver: 7%
The more voters on this the merrier!
Thanks guys!