Hello, everybody, I'm back with a new update for this fanfic! Thanks for the reviews and support you all have been giving me this whole time thanks.
Just a warning, this week or any week when I come back to school from all those snow days from that crazy storm I might not update because of midterms coming up to torture the soul of me and my fellow classmates in high school. So probably by the end of the week I'll update but until then enjoy this!
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The tale of the red death's defeat wasn't exaggerated, or changed to make things heated up, it was told how it happened but even with that, Asger couldn't help but give Hiccup the look of superior respect, as if he just found his master to train under! Heather ignored Asger's star-struck expression even though she was was impressed herself to hear this tale from Hiccup instead of the other teens, they tend to exaggerate. "Master please show me the way to becoming the god of all dragons!" Asger pleaded as he knelt down in front of Hiccup which made the situation a little awkward since they were in the ocean in the middle of a storm.
"M-Master? G-God!? What are you talking about, all I did was earn a friend and with his help saved the village," Hiccup tried to explain but Heather knew that to him the things he does was nothing worthy of this kind of praise but to her, she felt he deserved praises like that. "So will you please stop calling me master and god of dragons, I'm really not that great a Viking you think I am..."
"Then how about dragon conqueror?" Asger eagerly suggested so fast that he even got up from kneeling but placed both his hands on Hiccup's shoulders. "You must be able to train any dragon that comes to your path!" The one legged viking did nothing but slap his hand on his own forehead as he groaned at the name. Of course, if not those other names then dragon conqueror is the number one on anyone's list! Oh, gods why does everyone who meets me want to call me that!? I only train dragons, not conquer them. With a sigh, Hiccup gently removed both hands from both sides of his shoulder as he declined the suggestion as calmly as he could. "No thanks, just plain old Hiccup will be nice, it is my real name."
"But you're so amazing, you must have a cool nickname to back up your glory!" Asger pleaded, but despite his efforts, Hiccup wasn't permitting any nickname for him other than his own name. Finally, he gave up with a sigh, "Geez, Dagur wasn't kidding when he told me that you have serious stubbornness issues, but I gotta hand it to you, you really are an amazing person but here you are telling me that it's not a big deal...Ha if I didn't know better, I nearly thought I was talking to Dagur right now. You two act the same way sometimes." That brought both Hiccup's and Heather's attention higher as they gave Asger a confused look.
Heather was the one to ask before Hiccup could even stay a word. "What do you mean by that? I thought Hiccup is literally the opposite of Dagur, Hiccup is my twin brother after all so how can he and Dagur be the same?"
"Well that's because you only see the bloodlust side of Dagur until yesterday," Asger answered, rubbing the back of his head. "I knew him my whole life and whenever he would achieve something so amazing I would always compliment him but he insists that his achievements are nothing...You both don't believe that you're good enough," Asger explained, the small flashback came fading in his mind. "That anything you do is nothing, but Dagur, he was only pushing himself so he can grow to be strong enough to get the courage to defy his father and begin the search for his siblings. He would first find Heather and then he'd go get you Hiccup. Every time your birthdays came, I'd always find him in the beach crying until I gave him the same promises and reassurance over and over again until he stopped." He smiled a little, recalling one moment when Dagur was acting this way but a little differently.
Flashback
"DAGUR HAS KILLED THE MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE! HE IS NOW A TRUE VIKING!"
Everyone in the audience cheered, throwing their helmets in the air, and shouting praises for their young fourteen year old heir of the Berserker Tribe, who stood in the middle of the killing rink with a bloodied stained sword held firmly on his hand while the dead body of the dragon was several feet away from him but if the villagers looked closely, they could have seen that Dagur wasn't in the mood to celebrate. In fact, his face was plastered with pride to cover up the sadness he's been holding all these years every since that day. His fist was getting tighter when his father, chief Oswald the Agreeable announced that statement earlier only to then point to the great hall. "COME NOW EVERYONE, TO THE GREAT HALL TO CELEBRATE THE VICTORY OF MY SON!"
With cheers, everyone went off to celebrate while young Aster watched how his friend just walked away from the dragon so when nobody was watching, he took off to follow his friend, despite him being four years older than him.
"HEY DAGUR WAIT UP!"
Dagur's eyes widened in surprise since his mind was so occupied with many thoughts that he didn't notice that he was walking by the beach and Asger was running towards him to catch up so to be fair he waited until the ten-year-old finally caught up. Took Asger a moment to catch his breath before smiling at Dagur with eyes that were willing to look up to the heir for a long time to come. "You were awesome back here master! The way you dodged that tail then used the shied to go through the fire and then the ultimate moment when you stabbed that mean dragon from behind! Master, you're truly the god of warriors!"
Dagur was taken aback at the nicknames his young friend was giving him so his hand lightly patted Asger's head as he sighed. "You really are the strange kid, first of all, I'm pretty sure I'm not a god or your master so you can stop listing possible nicknames for that small kill back there."
"Small kill!?" Asger gasped with shock, "It was a monstrous nightmare, the biggest meanest dragon in Viking history! I can't even kill a terror to save my life! This was your first kill in front of the entire village Dagur, you'll turn out to be one of the greatest dragon killers and chief of the century!"
"I'm pretty sure this was just nothing," Dagur mumbled, looking at the sun setting in the horizon. "Not like it was worth a celebration... A kill like that one was only child's play, there's no way I should feel special about being the youngest one to pass the exams."
"Come on Dagur you know that was something," Asger reassured, but he was getting a feeling that he knew what was really bugging Dagur. "I'm sorry for asking this but... Does this have anything to do with you younger brother and sister? It's their birthday today isn't it?" He could hear a sniffle escape from Dagur's throat, now fully aware that this was what was bothering the young teen. Asger only knew about the tragic story of Dagur's siblings about a year ago, with full detail so he couldn't help but feel sorry for the heir. Dagur sniffled again as he brought his arm up to aggressively wipe his tears that were beginning to pour but despite his efforts it didn't work.
"It's not fair," Dagur choked. "What's the point of feeling pride about killing my first dragon if my brother and sister aren't here to see it, to celebrate with me, and for me to celebrate their tenth birthday? I have no idea how Heather is doing, and as for Hiccup, all I know is that those stupid Berkians are just going to give him a disappointment and forget about his birthday! I only get to see him once a year but what do I have do? What did my stupid father tell me to do? Torment him, I'm always ordered to torment my brother! But I hear him cry in the forest, I hear him say how much the village hates him bad enough to not celebrate his birthday!" He then threw his sword as far away into the ocean as he can. "And today that stupid man I have to call father thinks that it's okay to just celebrate this dumb kill instead of his own flesh and blood! He just makes me sick! I can never forgive him for as long as I live!"
Asger was silent but after a moment of hearing Dagur's nonstop sobbing, he approached the heir and embraced him gently which caught the teen off guard a bit. "I don't know what it's like to lose most of your family, and I know I can't replace them but you're like a big brother to me Dagur. If Hiccup and Heather were here, they'd be just as happy as I am for you." He gave a soft smile while Dagur's tears continued to slowly pour. "One day when you're chief, you'll have the power to find them and bring them home! I promise I'll help find them and make sure they stay home."
It took a while until Dagur embraced Asger back as if he was hugging his younger siblings themselves, despite the small details and differences.
End Flashback
"You see even though we're sailing away from him right now because of fear of his anger, I still think deep down in his heart he just really missed you and felt guilty for missing out on your lives as your big brother." Asger looked over at the teens, who now seemed to be driven to the extreme guilt trip so he had to quickly reassure them otherwise the whole plan would fall. "Sorry, I guess I said too much... I didn't mean to give you guys a guilt trip, this whole family thing is your choice but after getting you both to the safety of the shores of Berk. I just believe you two need time to think without the pressure coming from both sides."
"I guess that's for best for now," Hiccup and Heather nodded until the strong winds roared in the air once more like a crying coyote as Asger stepped up to go fix the sails until his eyes squinted forward before pulling out his spyglass to see a certain island in the distance.
"And speaking of what's for the best, I see Berk dead ahead!" He announced, then setting the sails to head towards the beach at the south part of Berk while he handed a hooded cloak to Hiccup since Heather declined the offer because she had her own hood to mask her face. "Here put this on, it'll make sure no one will recognize you when we get to land. After everything happening this week, you can no longer trust anyone out of Berserker territory." With that, the ship was roughing sailing forward as Hiccup put up his hood after giving his sister a reassuring nod to do the same with her hood but the moment she did, she heard distant battle cries from the shore, more like shouts of anger!
Before she could even warn her brother and Asger, arrows with ropes tied to the ends came flying through the winds, penetrating through the boats causing the trio to get into panic and for some reason, Hiccup was the only one who hear the villagers shout:
"PULL IN THE TRAITOR!"
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"Berserker Island..." Stoick whispered the moment he spotted the island that was nearly out of sight from the storm but there it was, the island where he knew Dagur had Hiccup and Heather doing Thor know's what to them. He looked through a spyglass he had with him to get a closer look at the village to see if they were expecting him, however, what he saw stunned him with confusion. There was no one in sight, no warriors yelling that they spotted him, no catapults, no weapons, nothing but vacant streets of the village and the houses standing tall. "They're not even looking out for any intruders..." Stoick muttered to himself until he patted Skullcrusher as he pointed to the forest. "To the forest Skullcrusher, they might not be putting up a fight now but we have to make sure we're not found."
With that, they swooped down to the forest through the tough winds while they felt a little relieved that no one has spotted them yet but it also caused their guard to go up, having a strange feeling that something was up. The moment they landed they were several feet away from the great hall, where numerous cheers were made as like they were having a celebration so after making sure Skullcrusher will stay put, Stoick made the move to go closer to the door. But even if he was the safe distance away from getting spotted but closer, he still couldn't tell if his son was in there; until he saw a soldier nearby.
A FEW MINUTES OF FIGHTING LATER...
"Where have you been Einar? Get inside and join the celebration, chief Dagur is about to repeat his speech again!" A random soldier exclaimed, pulling Einar in through the doors, not even noticing distant moaning several feet away, rubbing it off for the wind playing tricks. "Oh gods Einar since when did your beard grow so big that your helmet can't even hide the rest?"
"I must'a eaten something new and it made my beard grow faster than expected," Said person responded, rubbing his neck with embarrassment as they entered to the sight of the whole entire village celebrating like Snoggletog came early this year. Stay in act Stoick, this is for Hiccup...You have to make this up for him but gods this plan is something he would come up with... Stoick thought to himself, trying not to act suspiciously in his disguise.
The soldier gave him a skeptical look before shaking his head as they sat a table that was right next to the table where Dagur stood with a cup of mead on his hand as he repeated this speech again. "That's right berserkers, by the end of today our twin heirs will no longer question their loyalty to whom because, after their visit back to Berk, they will only be loyal to the Berserker tribe! To us and only us!" He raised his cup which caused everyone to raise theirs as they cheered while he continued.
"Their berserker blood will unleash, they will feel the lust for the blood of our enemies, especially brother Hiccup! He was the first to be taken away, so he will be the first to come back here with a new purpose, new loyalty! And with Heather as his twin sister, she shall follow him, and they'll follow their big brother to a whole new era for this tribe!"
That's that everyone see you next update