Near Berserker Island…
Swift the Flash was a speedy devil, faster and deadlier than any Viking known, a Speed Stinger in the form of a woman… No one has ever matched her speed.
But what is the use of speed without the ability to slow down?
This is what was required in order to gather the intel needed. With the help of Karma, remaining undetected became much easier. Swimming the deep depths for long periods of time gave them what they needed to sneak past the guards. They emerged from the water while Swift looked around to be certain there were no witnesses around. The last thing she needed was to spark a war with these people… not after the events that transpired so long ago….
Was it really that long ago…
Years ago, on the Isle of Rift of the Hairy Hooligan Tribe…
Fires were burning while the screams of Vikings howled in the night!
A newly appointed Chief of the Isle, Swift was gathering her dual swords while she forced herself out of her hut to see her village bathed in fire! Her people were screaming and howling from the battle while the bodies dropped! The woman growled with rage at the death of her comrades and saw from the fire the brother to Oswald the Antagonistic, Bigjob of the Hysterics., his eyes illuminating with blood lust.
"Swift!" He boomed at her while he charged at her, and she did the same to him!
Her blades and his axe clashed together with sparks as each was prepared to slay the other! Bigjob tried to push her, but she proved resistant as the clash broke and they tried to slash each other but only clashed with their blades!
"So, it wasn't enough for you to raid our ships, you and your mindless men had to have it all or burn it to the ground!" Swift sneered at him while dodging his attacks!
"Don't act so innocent, Hooligan! If it wasn't for your father, my father would still be alive!" He bellowed at the woman while trying to slice her in half but missed!
"Don't blame me for what the Doomfang did, Bigjob, or for your own lunacy. If you hadn't stolen that whatever you call it 'potato' from the beast-."
"DON'T LIE!"
They clashed again, getting closer to each other to kill the other!
Unaware of what was going on around them, Norbert, the young Viking who accompanied his father in the war, noticed his battle with Swift.
"No harlot hiccup is going to slay my daddy! I'll have her pinned up to the wall before that happens." Norbert's sword while he pulled his arrow, aiming for her!
Bigjob managed to knock her weapons out of her hands and tumbled her to the ground! Norbert fired!
Swift dodged the axe and the arrow… hit him!
"GGK!"
Swift gasped at the sight and looked at the shooter, Bigjob's own son.
All were stunned at the sight, while Bigjob tumbled backward, the arrow in his throat, bleeding out! He fell…. And fell…. And fell… and fell… until he crashed into the icy waters! Swift tried to grab him, but was not fast enough as she just barely touched his hand!
Norbert howled with misery while Swift gazed below at the events that unfolded before her, still stunned at what happened.
Karma whined to her master, looking concerned.
"I-I'm okay, Karma. Just a memory from a previous life." She breathed then pulled herself up on shore, "Stay here, I'll be back."
The Scoldron nodded and dove deep into the water. Swift needed to find answers.
Within the village…
Swift snuck by while she was hearing the conversations of the Vikings.
"Think the brat is still alive after all this time?" One of the Berserkers wondered.
"Doubt it, Norbert wanted to make sure Oswald suffered for ending the war, though that Berkian woman was the reason for it."
"She saved his life and offered herself to Oswald to end the war before going back to Stoic."
Swift sighed… she knew that all too well.
Years ago, on Berk…
A meeting was called since the ceasefire was called by Oswald.
"You saved him from the Doomfang?" Stoic's father, Magnus the Unbeatable clarified.
"Yes, I believed the dragon was what sparked the war and if I returned the potato it would leave," Valka answered with a bow.
Stoic frowned at her words… such a kind heart in her… he prayed it would not get her killed.
"That was a foolish thing to do."
"It was, but it seems there is some light at the end of the tunnel. We can finally end a conflict that has caused so much pain and death." Valka explained and presented the parchment.
The chief then read what was on it.
"A treaty, an arranged marriage between you and Oswald?"
"What?!" Stoick gasped while he and Swift were agape while every Viking were chatting with shock on what was transpired.
Later outside…
"Valka, are you sure you want to go this route you want to go on?" Swift fretted over his best friend.
"Swift-."
"Valka!"
Stoic then appeared striding up to her.
"Stoic…"
"Valka, what the hell are you thinking? You can't get married off to the Berserker, you'll have to leave Berk!"
"No one will miss me. I'm just a Hiccup after all, something in the way… at least I can be useful, just this once."
Valka then left them.
"That's not true. I would." Stoic admitted.
Swift scoffed a little about that memory.
It took Stoick three years to finally tell her how he felt but eventually, she returned and married him. Oswald knew she didn't love him, not like how he loved her, but he let her go… Who was he to stand in her way, especially since he had heirs to continue on? Maybe he hoped that bloodlines tied to Valka would unite them into a stronger family…
"Alright, time to see what I can find on that girl… no more reminiscing."