"Where am I?" her voice weak even to her own ears.

"She is awake Mr. Fury," a harsh female voice called out. Heather blinked at the bright light blinding her vision. "It's time for the fun part," a male voice added.

Mr. Fury came into view and pulled of his mask. Heather squinted to get a better look of his face.

"Recognize me?" If she had not before, she certainly did now.

"Hiccup," she breathed and then felt anxiety prickle over her skin. "Let me go!"

Hiccup laughed a dark, maniacal laugh. "And why would I do that, you hideous two-faced, manipulative bitch!" he spat and then pulled her chin up roughly with his hand. Heather tried to budge free but he was too strong. "After you betrayed me, inflicting me to the worst torture known to man and then had my own mother killed before my eyes, did you really think I was going to spare you?" he hissed in her face, eyes full of bloodlust. He lifted his prosthetic leg up as evidence of what he had endured.

"I had no choice!"

"You filthy liar!" he shouted. "You always had a choice, you could have warned me, but you chose instead to go behind my back with that bastard brother of yours and use my feelings for you against me. But guess what, Heather? I'm not falling for your games anymore," he chuckled humorlessly. "That naive, foolish Hiccup you could so easily manipulate is dead."

He called for his partners. Ruff and Tuff grabbed Heather by her arms and forced her to stand up. All of her limbs were chained as she was dragged over to a flat metallic surface.

"What are you doing?!" She tried to free herself but was too heavily under the influence of a drug that had been injected in her to be able to move much. "Let me go!" The twins placed her on the table and Hiccup held up a sharp knife. "This isn't funny Hiccup, let me go!" Her voice was hysterical and loud but no one would be able to help her now.

"It's time for you to pay up," Hiccup murmured. "Hold her still."

He started cutting her arm off and Heather let out a bloodcurdling scream, crying till her voice gave out.

"They pulled out the nails with pliers," Hiccup hissed. "Before cutting all five toes off, and I remember begging you to help me."

He threw the cut-off arm down on the ground for his wolf Toothless to devourer. He started cutting her other arm now and Heather had almost passed out by this point but the drugs Hiccup had given her made sure she stayed awake. "And then they cut the entire foot off before dipping my calf into boiling oil," he seethed. "I begged to you.. I pleaded to you, but you just stood there.. watching."

Hiccup cast her other limb down on the ground as well.

"When they decapitated my mother and burned the rest of her, you just left the room."

Hiccup grabbed a hot, metal rod and pushed it against her open wounds, making her scream again and again. The wounds were now sealed shut with charcoal and Hiccup ordered Ruff and Tuff to bandage her up.

"Send her back to her brother and the rest of those bastards," he ordered. "They need to know I'm coming for them."

Hiccup washed the blood off his hand and stared into the mirror. The man staring back at him was ruthless and no longer had any mercy left to give.

He pulled out a list from his jacket and crossed out the first name.

"You are up next, Dagur," Hiccup whispered.