Knives ran down his arms and legs. A burning hot metal was placed on his chest. Hiccup squirmed in pain, but didn't scream. He had felt worse before. He was being hung from the ceiling by his hands as the Berkians continued torturing him to give them Toothless.
"Give us your damn night fury, you son of a troll!" A black haired, short male viking screamed in his face. Hiccup just stayed silent. He was too parched to speak anyways.
"Save it Snotlout. He won't agree. Unless..." The maiden smirked before she ordered a guard to bring a dragon in. It was a nadder. Hiccup's eyes widened in horror. He stuggled to break free from the bounds.
"Ryker knows how to get him to speak." Hiccup stopped. Ryker. He died. Unless....
"Ryker is alive? How?"
"Well he talked." The viking named Snotlout muttered
"Oh, he is alive and well. And he is going to exact his revenge on his brother."
"His brother is dead. I-I left him to d-die." Hiccup gulped down his tears. Viggo had been of great help when taking down Johann, and he also gave Hiccup the idea for his inferno. He may have been one of the trickiest villains they faced, but he proved as a trustworthy ally in the end.
"What?"
"Yes." Hiccup's eyes darkened.
"Well it doesn't matter now. We will kill that darn night fury. Continue torturing him Snotlout. And kill that darn nadder."
"No! Don't kill her!"
"Then give us that darn night fury!" Hiccup bit his lip to hold back his tears. His nightmare. All over again. Except that it is happening for real again.
"It's alright Dragon Master. Do not give away the alpha to these monsters. But please promise me. You'll go back to a cave located in the mountains and find my 4 hatchlings."
"I-I'm so s-sorry. I-I promise you I'll s-save your h-hatchlings."
"Farewell Dragon Master." And Snotlout shoved a spear in the nadder's legs. She wailed in agony as she tried to break free from the chains. A guard then took a knife and started skinning the nadder. Blood was oozing out everywhere. The nadder squawked in pain, but then it stopped after loosing all energy to do so.
Hiccup let the tears fall. He struggled to break free. He felt helpless. It was as of he had gone back 3 years, captured on Krogan's island, locked in the cells being tortured to death. Worse than death.
The guards skinned the nadder's leg until the bones could be seen. Then they smirked and left. Snotlout turned towards Hiccup.
"Look here, that dragon is dying right in front of you. Do you care? Yes. Do we care? No. So if you don't want anymore dragons to be like this, give us that night fury. Or we'll kill many more dragons in front of you." The viking then left Hiccup to watch the nadder slowly die of blood loss. The life seeping out of it. The tears continued flowing as he muttered many apologies under his breath.
"Dragon Master." The nadder called out weakly.
"I-I'm so sorry. I will avenge your death."
"It is fine. I knew from the day I landed here I wouldn't be safe. I just never imagined that I would die when my hatchlings are still so young. Please help them find an adoptive mother. They need it. Then I'll die in peace."
"I will do what you say. I promise. And I will avenge your cruel and unfair death." Hiccup sniffed.
"That is all I need to hear." The nadder sighed as her eyes started drooping.
