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"It's been four years since the famous gang leader, Dagur, was arrested and sent to prison, yet we still see plenty of gang activity throughout the high schools and colleges! Our law enforcement is failing us, we need a complete reform of-" *click* Henry sighed and slumped down into his recliner chair, hoping the old brown leather would consume him.

"What's th' matter son?" His burley father asked, entering the living room carrying a stack of papers. Henry lazily waved a hand at the TV.

"Even though we were able to put away the leader of the Berserker Gang, we're still getting bad press for it. I freaking put my neck on the line for it! I even lost half my damn leg!" He exclaimed, knocking the custom metal prosthetic covered by his pants. His father looked at him concerned.

"Hiccup, as far as anyone knows, ya weren't involved in th' case, And it needs to stay that way, yer safety-"

"Dad, I'm fine. I'm well trained in ju-jitsu and as you know, I carry." Henry said, patting a subtle lump in his brown leather jacket. "And don't call me that. We've had this discussion." The big Scottish man raised his hands in defeat.

"Sorry son. I know, I know, but I jus' want to be sure. Besides, that lil' thing is only a nine millimeter. It wont do much harm."

"Size doesn't matter dad, it's how you use it." Henry replied, grinning.

"Oh for th' love of-" Henry's father was interrupted by the ring of his phone. He dug into his pocket and pulled out his old flip phone. With a flick of his wrist, he opened the phone and brought it to the side of his ear.

"Mayor Haddock." He stated in a husky tone.

"Uh huh... Okay... Right away, I'll tell him." Henry's father hung up and pocketed is phone. "Look's like yer headed to th' local college, ma boy."

"What is it this time?" He sighed, shaking his head.

"Apparently ya only cut off one head, of a several headed snake."

"Damn. Well, I'll gather my things, what about my courses at my current college?"

"Yer credits here will transfer, don't worry. Jus' make sure ya pass all th' test's at this one and ya will be given th' credits."

"Easy enough, cant be too hard." Hiccup said standing up from his chair and stretching. "Looks like I've got some work to do!"

4 Weeks later

1 AM

Just outside of the University of Berk

Henry drove up and parked at his new apartment complex. The small building is where he would be staying for the next year or two. He turned to his right and scratched the head of his huge midnight black German Shepard.

"Well bud, looks like we're home!" The dog smiled in response, his metal canine teeth shining in the moonlight. Henry dubbed his partner in crime, Toothless. The name carried irony that Henry found Hilarious. Toothless was an old military dog, battered with scars both visible and invisible. He was a stray with no chip, so Henry took him in. The pair immediately became best friends, both struggling with battle scars.

Henry grunted as he thrusted himself at his matte black El Camino, his pride and joy. He rebuilt the classic car trying to distract himself form his missing leg. He got so into it, Henry built the engine even faster and more powerful than when it first left the dealership back in 1968.

Henry climbed up the stairs and unlocked the front door. Peaking inside, he saw what was already set up for him. TV, couch, kitchen, bookshelf. He opened the door and quietly walked into the room, making his way down the hall, Toothless at his side. Bathroom, bedroom, hallway closet, everything seems to be in place he thought. Going back to the front door, he closed and locked it, then tossed himself down on the couch. Toothless jumped up and laid down next to him in a tight ball. Ill move in everything else tomorrow were his last thoughts before darkness and the warmth of toothless consumed him.

BANG BANG BANG

Henry woke to the sound of his door being hammered on. Instinctively, he pulled out his glock and aimed it at the door. Toothless had also leaped down and snarled at the door, ears back and teeth bared. Henry quietly approached the door and peaked through the peephole. A very angry blonde was standing outside, arms crossed and foot tapping. Henry ran his empty hand through his hair and holstered his weapon.

"Sit. Stay." he commanded to his dog. Toothless obeyed, still cautious. Henry opened the door.

"Yes? May I he-" He stopped mid sentence. Oh lord, no fucking way Standing in front of him, was one his few childhood bullies, Astrid Hofferson. Astrid, along with several other people had harassed Henry for years in high school until he left and attended Yale University at the age of seventeen. He prayed he would never see them ever again. Obviously the gods had humor.

"Hi, yes, I'm your neighbor from downstairs, and you were being incredibly loud last night at around one. So If you-" She stopped and looked Henry up an down. Raising an eyebrow. "You look... familiar. Have we met before?" Henry panicked, She cant know who I am.

"Yes, sorry, I just moved in, I promise I'llbequietergoodbye." He quickly said, closing the door, sliding down it. Wow, she's still just as beautiful as she was in high school. Henry sighed and sat back down on the couch again, the pounding on his door continuing with muffled curses and insults. After a few seconds, the sounds ceased. Footsteps could be heard as she stomped down the stairs, angrily mumbling to herself.

Henry chuckled to himself and opened up the files and began to read up for the mission ahead.