Chapter 17

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Mercy's POV

I woke up in a strange wooden room, with two people at the doorway, blocking it. One was tall and had brown hair with two mini braids and was missing a leg, while the other was a blonde woman with a braid.

"MERCY!" The blonde one shouted and bear hugged me. I froze. "You don't know how much we've worried about you you've been unconcious for days!" The blonde shouted. Unconcious? What happened?

"Hold on, I think there's something wrong." The brown haired man said and stepped closer to me. I started to inch my head backwards. I gave a puzzled look. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"Uh yeah I feel fine." I hesitiated.

"Any headaches, pains anywhere?" He questioned. Is he like the village medic or something?

"No but I do have a question." I stated.

"What is it?" The blonde asked shakily.

"Who are you guys?" I asked. They both had pained expressions. They looked shocked and hurt. The blonde ran out of the room. The brown haired one just looked down at his feet. Er, foot. "Sir?" I asked.

"Do you remember anything?" He asked without looking up.

"Well no. Can you tell me what happened?"

"Okay so to start, you're my daughter." He said and finally looked up. I was surprised.

"What? That's not possible we don't look alike or have anything in common." I explained.

"That's the thing. You have amnesia. You were knocked unconcious during a rescue mssion. You got kidnapped and your aunt caught you when you were thrown off a cliff." He explained. I started to get a headache.

"Ow." I groaned while clutching my head.]

"Mercy are you okay?" The man asked, Oh wait, he's dad right. Gotta remember that. I gasped.

"Dad?" I asked. "DAD I REMEBER YOU!" I said and pounced on him. "OH my gods Mom!" I said and jumped out of the bed. I ran downstairs and saw her hugging the red- head that caught me. "Mom?" I said. She looked at me with her eyes full of tears. "Mom!" I said and ran to her. I pounced into a bear hug. "I remember you." I whispered. The red-head cleared his throat.

"I hate to interrupt the family reunion, but we need to figure out how she can get her memory back." She said.

"Wait, I remember you. You're the one that caught me. And you were riding a dragon." I said. "Wait have I missed any dragon raids?"

"Um, what?" A girl with long, braided blonde hair asked. "Dragons don't do that anymore do they?" She added.

"Oh great. Well Mercy come on. We're going for a little ride." Dad said. I got excited. I don't think I've ever been on a boat. We walked outside and I saw an island full of Vikings and Dragons. BUt the weren't attacking each other, they were playing and feeding and flying around.

"Um waht in Odin's name is going on? There are men on dragons!" I shouted.

"Yeah we do that now. You see when I was 15, I never lived up to your grandfathers expectations, so I tried to kill a dragon to get him to be proud of me. So one night I shot a bola into the sky, and ended up hitting a Night Fury. When I found him in the woods, I knew I had to kill him to earn my dad's respect. But I couldn't. So I did something extremely crazy and trained him. And once your grandfather was really upset. But after saving the village from a Queen Dragon called the Red Death, he changed his mind about dragons and they've been living with us ever since." (anyone else just feel a pain in their chest?). 

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