Elsa was facing a sort of similar situation of fear as she was walking out towards and away from Gobber while he was in the blacksmiths. She wanted to find answers. But the answers were starting to disturb her and get her worried. But the true answers weren't going to be any scarier than anything that her head had already come up with. And with everything slowing to a bit of a halt without the dragons around make it the best time for her to ask for answers.
Working up the courage, she walked her way inside and found Gobber working on a few tools. "Gobber?"
Gobber stopped working when he heard her call out and turned to face her. "Elsa! What brings you out here? Hiccup okay?"
"Yeah, he's fine. He's working on something." Elsa shrugged as she didn't know Hiccup already finished his task. "I came here to ask you something."
"What's that?" Gobber asked as he kept working on the tools.
"I'm from Berk. Right?" Elsa asks, wanting to see how he reacted.
Gobber froze at that question and looked over at her. He noticed the look on her face and it showed that she knew that he was going to lie if he tried. He couldn't help but chuckle a little and sighed as the blacksmith couldn't keep the secret any longer. It was about time that she knew the truth about her real upbringing.
"How'd you learn?" Gobber wonders.
"A few things started to pile up. A lot of stuff that didn't exactly make any sense." Elsa explains how she came to the conclusion. "Gobber...where'd I come from?"
Gobber sighed and decided it was time he told the secret he and Stoick have kept for years. "Come with me."
Elsa followed Gobber as the two of them went to a far part of the island, ironically a short distance away from where Mildew once lived. Gobber lead Elsa to a small cave covered in boulders. The two of them worked together and helped take them down to look through them and see a small dingy ship.
"What is that?" Elsa wonders.
"Where you came from," Gobber said, lighting a small torch and entering the cavern.
Elsa walked over and found the small ship wasn't worn down but covered in a lot of dust. She caressed her hand over it and found the small sail had the alike strange crest she had never seen before.
"We found you in this... many moons ago," Gobber told the story as Elsa kept looking over the boat. "It was just a normal night after a bad dragon raid..."
Fire and destruction.
That's what was left of Berk after another dragon raid. Yet to be rid of the Red Death, there were raids every few days on the island. Always on the cover of the night.
Stoick and Gobber were seeing if there were any other dragons or any sheep or food left over from the raid. But what they found was something they never expected to see. There was a small ship that was toppled over and had a few broken pieces of wood on it.
When they walked over to the boat, they found a young girl wearing torn-up clothes and she was covered in dust and dirt...
"We found this little girl in the wreckage of what we expected to be a victim of a dragon attack at sea."
Stoick and Gobber looked at one another before looking back at the little girl. Stoick went down and felt her head and got a groan from the little girl, seeing she wasn't dead.
"We didn't exactly know what to do. So we took you to Gothi."
Gothi was looking over the young girl and saying that she suffered a head injury, and there was no telling if she would remember what happened. Stoick then decided to take the little girl in when she finally woke up, making the story that her family was people who lived out of the village. It didn't make much sense, but since she came in after a raid, it was plausible.
"Stoick thought it would be best if you didn't remember. Promising that we would one day tell you the truth."
Then jumping ahead to recent times when Stoick hands Elsa the satchel.
"But the only thing we had was that satchel to your past."
In the present day, Elsa stopped caressing the ship and was surprised to hear that she had an injury she had never remembered. She reached down to the cloth she kept on her and looked it over.
"All this time...why didn't you tell me? Before we left?" Elsa wonders, feeling this should have been told to her before they were banished.
"Well...in our defense, it all happened pretty quickly," Gobber admitted it was a small mistake on their part. "But we figured we would eventually see you again, we would be ready to tell you then."
Elsa knew that was a good point since there were a lot of things going on that day and adding that on top would have been a bit much. "I know. I've just got...so many questions."
"I wish I could answer them." Gobber was sorry to say he didn't have any answers.
"I understand," Elsa said as an idea came to mind. "What about Gothi? You think she could maybe do something that can help me see these dreams clearly?"
"Couldn't hurt to try." Gobber guessed.
The two of them started to walk off when Elsa looked back to the boat. There was a lot about her past she was worried about, but there were too many questions she wanted answers to.
After Toothless left for wherever he went to, Hiccup supposed he should keep busy. He had no dragon, and there was still work to be done around the village. He asked around to see if anyone had any chores for him and ended up delivering an old set of oars to the forge. Odin knew why they were needed.
As he rounded the corner, he accidentally bumped into someone. Backing up to apologize, Hiccup saw that it was Fishlegs, who was carrying an enormous basket of fresh fish. When Fishlegs saw Hiccup, his eyes grew wide and took on a nervous look. Hiccup however didn't notice his face and looked down at the barrel of fish.
Hiccup stared at the basket in amusement. "Oh, Fishlegs, you hungry?" He asked jokingly. "There's enough fish to feed a dragon!"
Fishlegs nervously glanced from side to side before letting out a loud, fake-sounding laugh. "Oh! A dragon! Heh heh, that's…eh…" And he quickly dashed off the way he had come.
Hiccup stared after him suspiciously. He thought back to a few days ago when Fishlegs had acted completely unconcerned that Meatlug had disappeared. And now enough fish to feed a dragon…there was definitely something fishy going on here. Hiccup watched his friend kick open the door to one of the dragon stables and awkwardly back inside with the basket of fish. Once Fishlegs was inside, Hiccup quickly hid behind the stable.
Fishlegs emerged a few seconds later. He peered around, then quickly exited and shut the door behind him, a giddy expression on his face. As he ran past Hiccup's hiding place, Hiccup carefully stepped out and walked over to the stable. He set the oars up against the building, checked to make sure Fishlegs wasn't looking and opened the doors.
It was almost like being hit by a bus. Meatlug exploded out of the stable so fast that the chain securing it to a wooden beam broke and sent the dragon, with Hiccup plastered to its face, flying away from Berk as fast as it possibly could.
With effort, Hiccup pushed himself up and got a good look at the dragon that rammed him. "Meatlug?!"
The Gronckle's eyes snapped onto Hiccup but the dragon made no move to stop or throw him off. As Meatlug clumsily dipped downward in the air, Hiccup caught a glimpse of Heather staring up at them, open-mouthed at what she was seeing.
"Hiccup?" Heather yelled out to him, wondering what was going on. "Where are you going?"
"I have no idea!" Hiccup screamed back as Meatlug zoomed away, narrowly missing one of the guard posts stationed around Berk.
Heather stood there shaking her head in utter confusion as Hiccup and Meatlug sped away. This was going to be a fun conversation to have with Elsa when she came back from wherever she was. And she still needed an explanation of what just happened.
"Meatlug!" Heather heard Fishlegs cry behind her, and she turned around to see the poor Viking standing at the stables, watching Hiccup and his dragon disappear into the distance. "What about presents? Hey…!"
It hardly took time at all to gather the rest of the Viking's teens in the stable. They looked around and were confused by what was going on when Fishlegs explained before his dragon took off, he managed to wrangle her into the stable.
"I can't believe him!" Fishlegs was still saying.
"You can't believe him?" Astrid exclaimed furiously, thrusting her hand at the thick chain on the ground. "You kidnapped your dragon!"
"Well, that makes it sound so mean," Fishlegs said to Astrid, sounding hurt.
Bored with the argument already, Ruffnut nudged her twin and they both walked over to the pile of hay at the very back of the stable. Kneeling down and starting to rummage through it, their eyes grew wide.
"Hey, guys…?" Tuffnut called, not tearing his eyes away from what was hiding under the hay.
"He flew away the second he was unleashed!" Astrid retorted.
"I'm 72 percent sure he wanted to stay!" Fishlegs protested.
"Guys!" Tuffnut yelled irritably.
Fishlegs glanced away from Astrid and looked surprised. "Whoa! Meatlug barfed up a pile of rocks!" It indeed looked like several blue, bumpy rocks, each about the side of a Bashyball, hidden in the hay.
Ruffnut rolled her eyes. "You're such an idiot. Those aren't rocks, your dragon laid eggs!"
"Hey, wait!" Astrid exclaimed, holding up one of the eggs. "I bet that's why the dragons left! To lay their eggs!"
Heather walked over and picked up one of the eggs and saw a few differences between others and Razorwhips. "I guess Windshear did most likely go back to Wingmaiden to have time with her nest. But I've never seen a migration like that for the other dragons, so it is plausible. But again, most of them are usually Razorwhips on the island."
Fishlegs looked confused. "But…boy dragons don't lay eggs."
"Yeah…your boy dragon is a girl dragon," Ruffnut said, putting her hands on her hips.
Heather rolled her eyes. "Yeah, we've been meaning to talk about that."
"Okay!" Fishlegs had to admit. "That actually explains a few things."
Before anyone could question him on that, Astrid leaped up as a light bulb had suddenly gone off over her head. "Hey! Everyone's missing their dragons, right?"
Snotlout groaned. "Ohh, here it comes…"
Grabbing a stray ribbon from a leftover decorating box, Astrid turned her back to her friends for a few seconds. "I've got an idea! It'll be another new Snoggletog tradition!"
She turned around and proudly displayed the Gronckle egg, which was now wrapped in red ribbon, complete with a bow. No matter how much the other teens argued against it, Astrid could not be swayed. Eventually, she managed to convince them all that it was foolproof.
When the Gronckle returned she would have no trouble finding her babies, as they would be the only dragons left on Berk. The Vikings would be happy to have dragons on the island again. Nothing could go wrong. And then a few minutes later, the five teens snuck out of the stable, each holding two wrapped Gronckle eggs in their hands.
"Ooooh, this is gonna be so good…!" Astrid squealed.
With that, they all set off in different directions, sneaking into empty houses and quietly depositing the eggs in the Vikings' helmets. Unlike the yaknog, it seemed like this was actually going to work.
Seems Elsa somehow missed the news as she was with Gobber and was just meeting up with Gothi. They had just brought the question to her and were wondering if she could help.
Gothi wrote in the sand, something Elsa didn't learn how to read much, and turned to Gobber. "What's she saying?"
Gobber took a moment to read it. "She wants to paralyze you."
"What?!" Elsa asked, looking between Gothi and Gobber.
Gothi then hits him over the head, seemingly getting the translation wrong again. "Hypnotize! Sorry! I meant to say hypnotize."
"Hypnotize?" Elsa wonders, not following how that'll help her.
"She wants to hypnotize you to allow you to see into your dreams...see if there's something there that can help you," Gobber explains to her why she wants to hypnotize her.
Elsa sighed as she saw it was a good idea to give her a look into her past. "Okay." She took a seat and allowed Gothi to hypnotize her by waving her staff. "But how-"
And not even a moment of hypnotizing, Elsa was out like a candle and laid back as she went further into her dreams.
Elsa opened her eyes to see herself as an eight-year-old and five-year-old girl in what she had to guess was her bedroom playing with some creatures that she made using her powers.
"Uh-oh. The princess is trapped in the Snow Goblin's evil spell." Anna narrated while grabbing the Snow Princess and Snow Goblin and had the Snow Goblin strike the Snow Princess, letting her fall to the floor. "Quick, Elsa. Make a prince. A fancy one."
Seems that the little girl knew about her powers. Which narrowed it down a little bit about who she was. But it felt like she should know her.
But there was a small jump in her memories and she was being carried by a woman.
"Where the Northwind meets the sea. There's a river full of memory. Sleep, my darling, safe and sound. For in this river all is found." She sang as the other little girl soon fell asleep, where Iduna unwrap her arm around Elsa to pick the girl up and soon got off of Elsa's bed and started to carry her to bed. "In her waters, deep and true. Lie the answers and a path for you."
That song. That was the one she sang to Scauldy.
Then another jump later, Elsa was laying in bed.
"Elsa. Psst. Elsa!" The little girl says as she climbs up and starts to shake her older sister. "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up!"
"Anna, go back to sleep," Elsa tells her and tries to go back to sleep.
Anna? She knows that name.
Wait...that voice. She knows that voice.
That was the voice of that girl in her dreams. The one usually crying out for Elsa to help her.
Anna sighs and drops on top of Elsa. "I just can't. The sky is awake, so I'm awake." She says while spreading her arms over Elsa. "So we have to play!"
"Go play by yourself," Elsa says and pushes Anna off her bed and tries to go back to sleep.
Anna climbs back up and forces one of her eyes open with an idea to get her up. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"
That got Elsa's attention off of sleeping easily.
"Hi, I'm Olaf...And I like warm hugs."
"I love you, Olaf!"
Olaf was their creation...Elsa thought he was just something that she made up for a friend she and Hiccup could have. But was it possible her mind was trying to help her remember this little girl?
Then something happened. She looked around and noticed how there was nothing around but fire and started to spin around and see that there was an attack by Dragon Riders.
"Go!" She heard who she assumed was the father cry out to them. "Get our children to safety!"
"For Arendelle!" Someone called out.
Arendelle...
Then the woman from earlier took their hands and ran off with the kids. Elsa frantically looked around and saw the Dragon Hunters coming for them.
Using her powers to try and keep them back, she noticed that the mother was missing and it was just her and the little girl. But as they continued to run, the forest they were in turned into flames.
"Elsa!" Anna cried in fear as they were separated.
That's when a younger Ryker showed his face to the little girl. "Ah...the girl who can control ice. The ice Princess..."
Elsa then looked and found a dingy, the exact same one that she saw in the cove.
She ran over and pushed the boat into the sea before climbing into it. She swam into the sea and got caught in a storm that ended with her crashing into the shore of Berk.
Elsa gasped as she finally woke up and found herself laying on the floor of Gothi's hut. She wondered how she got there but then got up and held her head in pain. She had no idea where it came from, but it was like a lock was opened in her mind. She had memories that she never had there before thanks to Gothi. She knew where she came from. Who she was.
Mostly.
"A...Arendelle," Elsa repeated, trying her best to remember the word. "Arendelle."
"You alright there, missy?" Gobber asks as he helped Elsa to her feet.
"Arendelle." Elsa kept repeating the word. But there was someone else she couldn't forget. "Anna...I...I have a sister?!"
