Rated M for violence, gore and language, you have been warned.

"Come on, come on, move"

Hiccup drummed out a rhythm on the steering wheel of his beat-up pickup truck, staring blankly off into the standstill traffic that had built up before rows of cars had brought the motorway to a complete and utter halt, drivers exchanged sympathetic and irritated looks to each other and all Hiccup wanted to do was take the damn shopping home that he had set out to get.

He was a young man of the age of twenty with wild and unkept reddish brown hair that was braided into two small plaits behind his right ear; he had striking grass-green eyes and a generous scattering of freckles that sprayed across his cheeks and his nose that was a bit on the largish side. He was chewing on some gum, his brows cast low as he glared through the windshield; he fiddled with the hem of his Paramore T-shirt and bounced his legs up and down.

"I can't take this anymore!" He banged his head on the wheel, setting the horn off and startling both himself and other drivers around him.

"Sorry" he mouthed to the drivers parked either side of him, cringing in embarrassment; but seriously, what on Earth was holding the traffic up for over two hours without moving an inch?!

That's when Hiccup saw people in the distance getting out of their cars and running towards him in a frenzied state.

"What in the-?"

The young man squinted to get a better look, he was meant to wear glasses but he had left them at home because he didn't think he really needed them even though the lenses were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. Hiccup rolled the window down and motioned for the driver next to him to the same,

"What's going on?" Hiccup shouted across the gap,

"I dunno man, you think we should go?" The man replied, a worried look on his face.

"I dunno about you, but I'm not leaving my truck in the middle of the motorway" Hiccup felt uneasy, something was happening that shouldn't be happening.

A blood curdling scream tore through the air, ringing around the cars and causing everyone running to halt; a shudder went down Hiccup's spine, chilling him to the bone.

"What the fuck was that?!" His eyes were wide and scanning the motorway for any signs of danger.

"RUN!" The man in the car next to him threw open his door and bolted out into the road.

Hiccup stayed, paralysed in his seat with fear, gripping his steering wheel with both hands causing his knuckles to turn white from the strain. A woman was running in the distance, her mouth was open in a scream, tears pouring down her cheeks. What was she running from? What the fuck was out there?

Hiccup's eyes widened as a man grabbed her head and pulled her back brutally, snapping her neck instantly as he did. Hiccup couldn't see clearly, but the man looked maddened, his eyes were alarmingly wide and bloodshot, and his skin was a sickly grey colour. He had a huge chunk of flesh missing from his left arm, the bone and nerve endings showing through and spilling darkened black blood onto the road. He picked the woman up by her hair and tore off a piece of her neck with his teeth.

Still Hiccup couldn't move, he felt tears streaking down his cheeks, but he couldn't move.

'Run dammit! Run! Run! Run!' The words played over and over in his mind, with a wrench he pulled his hands from the steering wheel, threw open the door and hurtled himself out into the road.

People were shouting and crying behind Hiccup, there were more of the sickening looking humans ripping people apart and snapping their bones as if they were made of sticks.

'Nowhere to run! can't go anywhere!going to die!' the words inside his head deafened him, he couldn't think or feel anything that wasn't death.

'To the trees, got to go to the trees'

The man sprinted through the cars, sliding across the hoods and jumping the roofs, his eyes trained on the trees lining the road that he knew led out into a substantial forest.

'I'm going to live! I'm going to be okay! Not far, not far, not far!' With a last burst of speed Hiccup shot over the side of a ditch and pressed his back into the damp muddy bank; screams could still be heard so he covered his ears with his hands and bent his back over so that he could bury his face in his knees. Then, the screaming stopped, only animalistic sounds of howling could be heard, and then they too stopped and everywhere was silent.

"Shit!" Hiccup punched the ground, he started crying again, "shit!" He swore again looking up at the sky and trying to stop himself from going mad.

He didn't know what had just happened but he knew that those creatures weren't human, how could they be?

What he did know was that he had to get to a shop as soon as he could and get supplies and get home, he had left his shopping in the truck, but no way in hell was he venturing back into the motorway in case the creatures were still there.

"It's gonna be okay, I'm gonna be fine" the man picked himself off the ground and stumbled forwards, he knew the way to the nearest convince store, and it wasn't far from where he was, he just had to make it there, completely unarmed and exhausted.

He just had to make it.

So!-

I'm still writing my other HTTYD fic, I just wanted to have two going at the same time (yeah, yeah, I know that's a crazy and stupid idea)

So I have my other fic which is in the same world and Hiccup's the chief yada yada~ but I wanted a Zombie AU, just cause, and I haven't seen anyone else do one yet so awesome!

Thinking of making this Toothcup but I'll see how it goes (let me know if you want that pairing)

Toothless shows up next chapter~ (and no he's not a dragon)

Thanks for reading ~ Watermelon-Dragon-Chibi