The Gray Area (1/2) - A Viggo Love Story (HTTYD/RTTE)

28. Prisoner

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Sessa found herself surrounded by hunters, with no way out. In the dimly lit corridor, she watched them part, making way for someone to step forward. Krogan approached Sessa with a look of satisfaction. "Well, well," he began, looking her over, "this is our, mysterious night rider; not what I was expecting."

Sessa glared at him so sharply that a few of the hunters became uneasy. But Krogan didn't flinch. His grin of pride remained as he spoke, "Johann will be pleased to hear that you're no longer a problem."

"I hope you don't think that's true," Sessa responded coolly, "if you try to take me prisoner, you're probems have just become immensely worse."

Krogan raised an eyebrow and smiled in amusement. "Is that supposed to frighten me? You think I'll fear a little girl?" He asked with a chuckle. His chuckle faded and he frowned. Leaning over Sessa, he snarled, "you have no idea what I'm capable of."

But Sessa found that when he leaned closer to her, she could feel his soul. She smiled crookedly as she read it like a book. "Oh, I think I do," Sessa responded calmly.

Krogan disregarded this, signalling for two hunters to restrain Sessa by either arm. "Put her with the other prisoner," he ordered.

As the strong hunters forced Sessa to walk away, she struggled to look over her shoulder. Krogan was walking the opposite direction, so she shouted back, "you act like you are the master of your life, but you are in chains!"

Krogan stopped. For a moment, there was heavy silence, then he turned back toward Sessa. The guards turned so that Krogan and Sessa faced each other once again. "Johann, does not control me," Krogan growled.

But Sessa narrowed her eyes and responded, "I wasn't talking about Johann."

Fear flashed across the evil man's eyes for only a split second, but Sessa saw it. Krogan narrowed his eyes at her and demanded lowly, "what do you know?"

But Sessa didn't answer this. She took her chance to look into his soul again. One thing stood out so prominently that it shocked her. Normally, she could only find certain feelings in a person's soul. But in Krogan's she saw words, as if they'd been carved into the very fibers of his life force. "Who is this..Drago Bludvist?" Sessa questioned.

The two hunters exchanged a look of confusion. Krogan, however, immediately grabbed her by the shoulder. Ripping Sessa away from the hunters, he told them venomously, "I'll take her myself." He then began to push Sessa in the direction of the dungeons. His grip on her shoulder was painful, and she began to wonder if she'd said too much. But what was done, was done. Now, she'd have to deal with the consequences.

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"Hey, you!" A voice called from the end of the hall Viggo was in. He looked up to find three large men racing toward him. Turning around quickly, Viggo rushed to cover. Once out of the base, every entrance was blocked; no one was getting in or out. Viggo had no choice but to leave and come back for Sessa when the chaos died down.

He whistled for Lilith, who swiftly grabbed him and disappeared up into the sky. She threw him up and caught him on her back as she met back with Nightshade, who was still circling. The devilish dervish sniffed at Viggo, the squawked loudly, as if to ask where Sessa was.

Viggo looked back down at the hunters' camp, a dot of orange light fading into the distance. The pain in his core settled down, signalling that Sessa was okay. He sighed in relief. "I'll be back for you," he whispered, as if Sessa could hear him. Then, Lilith and Nightshade flew off to their closest outpost.

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Sessa was thrown mercilessly into a cell, her side slamming hard to the ground as she fell. There was a sound of a metal door closing. She looked up and saw Krogan staring at her through the bars of her cell. "No one knows about my involvements with Drago other than he and I," he told her in a low voice, then demanded, "who are you?"

Sessa groaned as she sat up. "I am no one," she explained, "an orphan, a drifter, a loner."

But the fear in Krogan's eye was apparent. And out if this fear, his anger grew stronger. "You're name, rider," he clarified in a booming voice.

"Sessa," she told him without flinching. She knew that her name wasn't something he could use against her, so she decided to go ahead a reveal it.

At least, that's what she thought.

Krogan's face twisted into one of shock. "Sessa Oakeart," he specified, raising an eyebrow. Sessa's heart plummeted at the mention of her old last name. But what Krogan said next had her even more astonished. "I never would've guessed it; you've grow so much," he observed with a growing grin. When Sessa showed no signs of remembrance, he clarified, "you weren't the only one to survive that hurricane."