Sigrid The Relentless - How to Train your Dragon

12. Screaming Death

"Tough day, dad?" Hiccup asked as he entered their hut, seeing Sigrid pass him an ice block. 

Stoick sighed, the remaining headache still pulling at his nerves. "Aye, some days it's not so easy being a leader."

"Tell me about it." Hiccup groaned.

Sigrid chuckled.  "Let me guess, Snotlout?" 

"What's he done now?" Their father asked, handing his son a smaller block of ice. 

Hiccup grabbed it from him, gratefully, and held it up to his own head. "He disobeyed my order, so, I grounded him, and now he's refusing to obey that order!"

"Sounds familiar..." Sigrid mumbled.

Her brother decided to ignore her comment. "I-I don't know what to do, do I expel him from the academy for good?"

"Is that what you really want?" Stoick asked, putting down the ice block and getting up from his chair.

"No!" Hiccup sighed, before handing their father his block. "But I also don't want to put the other riders at risk."

"Tough one." Stoick hummed. "Decisions like this are never easy, I've made more than a few in my day."

Yeah, like betrothing me to that idiot. Sigrid thought. 

"Then, how do you do it? How can you be someone's leader, but also be their friend?"

Stoick shook his head. "You can't, not always."

Hiccup seemed disappointed by his answer, the cogs in his brain turning as he looked at the floor, thinking about what to do. 

"Son, someday you will be Chief, and when that day comes you'll have to make choices -not for your friends, or for yourself, but all of Berk."

Sigrid, on the other hand, was glad that the responsibility of becoming Berk's Chief no long laid on her shoulders. Sure, becoming the Berserker Chieftess would've been a lot too, but since that also wasn't happening - thank Thor - she could do whatever she wanted, without fate weighing her down.

Although, a fateless life could be incredibly boring at times...

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Her boredom wouldn't last forever, as Snotlout had led her father's sworn enemy - Alvin the Treacherous - right into their home. 

Every viking on Berk had been riled up ever since his arrival, seeing him as an obvious traitor to their tribe and Chief. In the meantime, Alvin was locked up in Berk's prison, before he'd be get his proper sentencing. It was then, to Sigrid's surprise, that he'd asked to see her and her brother. 

Hooligans rallied outside of the prison, yelling profanities and just straight up screaming at the building. Sigrid never remembered them having any prisoners on Berk, but that probably happened way before her time. Alvin sat down against the furthest corner of his cell, waiting for the Haddocks to arrive. 

"Astrid said you wanted to see us." Hiccup spoke first, making the Outcast look up.

Alvin only chuckled. 

"What do you want, Alvin?" Sigrid said, as her arms folded over her chest. 

"I have a proposal for you two, princess." The Outcast explained, walking towards the bars keeping him confined. 

The redhead raised her brow at the nickname. 

"Oh, this should be good." Hiccup smirked, making Sigrid roll her eyes.

"This.. Dagur, he's a bit of a loose cannon ball, wouldn't you say?" Of course, people only wanted to talk to her when it came to her dear - ex - fiancé.