HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY! Surprised on seeing me update after all these... six months? *.* Gosh, that's the longest I've taken... So sorry guys. :/

Anyways, I'm not making this long, so I'll make it brief... I am so glad that I have some people that appreciate my story and likes how it is... For the people who always review each chapter... I'm so happy for all of y'all... even for the ones that doesn't review but at least follow or favorite my story :) All of you are the greatest! And now that it's been two years since I started this (o.O Oh wow...), I have four words to say to you guys... to all of you... I LOVE YOU GUYS... I mean it. 3

So... Yeah... Happy New Year, everybody. And... here's chapter 14... at last

PS: Sorry for the cliffhanger ;) But... there's a new character, someone who you guys know very well ^.^

Narrator's POV

"Astrid? Astrid, wake up!"

Alarmed by the shouts, Astrid's eyes shot opened. The first thing she registered was hands shaking her in a frantic way.

"Huh?" Groaning, she slowly raised her head from the seat she found herself lying on. "W-What's going on?"

"The freakin' zombies are coming, that's what's going on," bellowed Ruffnut, grabbed ahold of Astrid's arm and pulled her to her feet. "We have to leave now!"

"Z-Zombies?!" stuttered Astrid. She was slightly dizzy as she managed to stay on wobbly feet.

"Yeah, zombies. Nasty living dead creatures that love to eat us alive and-" blurted Tuffnut.

"I know what they are, doofus," she scoffed-or as close to one she could manage. Then, suddenly, she remembered everything. She remembered the cars blocking the road, Hiccup performing his dreadful feat just in time before they-

"Hiccup..." whispered Astrid, eyes widening. Her head abruptly turned so fast that her ponytail could have slapped an unfortunate soul behind her. "Where's Hiccup?"

"Don't worry, he's right here," She heard Ethan answered, "but not how you expected to see him."

"What do you mean?" asked Astrid, puzzled as she quickly walked to the front of the bus. She followed Ethan's eyesight and then gasped. Hiccup was on the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the door, unconscious, and there was blood seeping from his temple. She remembered when he got tossed down the stairs and hit his head with full force on the door when the bus crashed. She only managed crying out his name before she also blacked out.

Astrid gulped nervously and glanced at Ethan. "I-Is he...?"

"Uh, guys?" Fishlegs suddenly called out, cutting Astrid off from finishing her question... "The zombies are getting closer."

"Why are they walking slowly?" asked Tuffnut as he stared out a window. "They can run, right? I mean, the ones we've already faced and killed could, so why can't-"

Ruffnut clamped a hand on his mouth, staring daggers at him.

"Well I don't want to stay and find out why," said Ethan. "We have to get out here." He turned to Astrid, who nodded, but then she turned to Hiccup's limp body.

"What about Hiccup?" she worriedly asked, "how will we take him?"

"I'll carry him," replied Fishlegs, already walking to him and picking him up. "Dang, to be tall he sure doesn't weigh much. I mean, he is a little heavy, but not enough to-"

"Fishlegs," scowled Astrid. "No time for rambling. We have to leave. Now."

"I think we should see if everyone's awake or alright," Sarah softly suggested.

"We don't have to worry about that," said Tuffnut and then casually gestured a thumb to the back of the bus. "Snotlout and the others, besides five or six people, left before you guys woke up. The adults left too."

"He what?!" screeched Astrid, eyes widening like the rest of the gang, besides Tuffnut, who just gave them a confused look. "Why didn't you do anything?!"

"I-uh..." Tuffnut scratched the back of his head, thinking no more than a second before exclaiming, "Why do you guys always put pressure on me by making me think!?"

"Oh no. Now what," asked Natalie and out of frustration pinched the bridge of her nose. "That idiot guy took almost our entire group. They won't survive out there in the woods if he's the one leading."

"Forget about them," Ethan suddenly said. "It was their choice. Can't do anything about it now."

Astrid nodded. "He's right." She glanced at the zombies that were still walking for some unnerving reason. It was almost like they were teasing them. "Best to worry more about us right now. There's some zombies heading towards us and we have to leave."

"Yeah, let's get the hell out of Dodge," nodded Ruffnut.

Astrid scanned everyone in the bus. Besides the gang, there were five more people- two girls and three boys; oh, and Fishleg's puppy, Meatlug, who was miraculously unharmed.

"Let's go," she barked. No one argued; for instantly they sprang out of the back door and quickly inspected the damages done to the bus.

"Man, I'm surprised we survived that," said a guy.

"Consider us lucky then," stated Astrid.

And then, as if something triggered them, the zombies instantly locked their eyes on the crew and then broke into a staggering run; slowly at first, but increasing momentum with every step closer.

"Oh, NOW they run after us," remarked Tuffnut while the others sprinted to the woods.

"Come on!" Ruffnut grabbed his arm and dragged him the same path the others took.

"Everybody, cover Fishlegs," roared Ethan over the loud moans and screams from the zombies that were on their trail. "He has Hiccup on his shoulders and he will not be able to protect himself. Also, do not stop running."

"Got it," replied everybody.

The trees rustled noisily as they passed the thick heathy and flourishing vegetation, taunting their heavy pants and tired legs. They pressed on for long more than they cared; but alas, it wasn't a few seconds later that a girl's scream ringed out in the dark chilly woods.

"They grabbed Annie!" Another girl cried out, and shortly after, she released a wail of wild terror. "No! Let me go! Help!"

Sarah, who was carrying Meatlug inside her backpack, cringed at the screams; however, she kept running because she did not want to look back.

A guy stopped in his tracks and turned to help her. He was met with a gruesome sight that almost made him threw up his lunch.

A zombie had her pinned down and was savoring her flesh from her neck like some hungry wild animal, which in this case, it was now. Other zombies followed after, and surrounded her body from the guy's sight.

The guy eyes widened in terror and he stood there, stuck in the dirt, paralyzed from fear.

"Dude, move!" another guy, probably his friend, shouted at him as he turned to look at him.

But before the paralyzed guy could react or move, a zombie suddenly appeared from the other side, tackled him to the ground and bit his arm as they fell.

"Oh shit! Joe!" shouted his friend, watching the scene unfold in front of him.

Suddenly, Tuffnut came and grabbed the guys arm, pulling him in a fast sprint back to the others. "Forget about him, he's gone! And so is the chick," he told the guy, who just kept running.

Meanwhile with the gang, Astrid and Sarah were leading the way. Ethan, Natalie, and Ruffnut were with Fishlegs, who was running so fast that Hiccup was bouncing like a rag doll against his shoulder.

"Um-uh, where exactly are we going," asked Fishlegs between heavy breaths and loud footfalls.

"Well first, we have to get rid of these monsters," replied Astrid.

"And what exactly are we going to do?" asked one of the two guys who survived.

Before Astrid could answer, Natalie suddenly lifted a finger and pointed ahead of them. "Is that a cabin?"

"Let's get inside," panted Ruffnut.

"No," hissed Ethan. Abruptly everyone attention snapped to him, a bewildered expression on their faces.

"No?" Why? That cabin is probably the safest place we will find since those zombies started chasing us," stated Tuffnut.

"I have a plan," he explained.

"And what is it," asked Astrid, cocking an eyebrow.

Ethan stopped running once they were close to the cabin and then smirked. "You'll see."

Astrid frowned. "What do you mean by that? Can't you see there are-?"

"Hide in the bushes and do not make any sound," he interrupted. "Don't let those things see any of you. I'll take care of 'em."

They stared at him like if he had grown a second head, but the eerie sounds and the foul smell of rotten carcasses made them shared glances before nodding in agreement and running off to the bushes.

Natalie hastily approached Ethan and punched him in the arm. "You better not get killed," she harshly told him, but he could spot the fear in her eyes through her glare.

Ethan grinned smugly. "It'll take more than just zombies to take me down."

She rolled her eyes, then gave him a quick hug and whispered, "Be careful." And as the retreated to the bush she threw a worried glance over her shoulders before joining the others.

Once she was out of sight, Ethan turned back to the woods right after the first zombie appeared. It didn't notice him since it was looking around wildly. More showed up as time passed, and they too looked around helplessly.

Ethan smirked at the sight. "Time to grab their attention," he mumbled. He raised his arms in the air like a madman and screamed, "Hey, you ugly piece of rotten corpses, over here! Your special meal is right here; ready to be chomped by your decaying teeth!"

The living dead creatures immediately turned to him and in an instant they began to run towards him; their moans, howls and groans filling the chilly air.

Ethan's eyes slightly widened. "Oh, shoot." He broke into a run to the cabin and grasped the door knob. A moment of panic overtook him as he wondered if the door was closed. He sighed in relief. Luckily, it was unlocked. He swung it open and slammed it shut once he was inside.

"Okey-dokey. Time for this improvised plan to start," he said to himself and turned to face the inside of the cabin. He clasped his hands together and rubbed them slightly with a glint of mischief in his hazel eyes. "Now, who wants to see some zombies on fire?"

Ethan's POV

I noted my surroundings and then immediately searched for necessary items. I peeked underneath the shelves, furniture, bed, everywhere. Nothing. The items I had in mind weren't there... The sudden crash of someone hitting the door jolted my body.

The dead has arrived...

I groaned. "Where is it?"

Frustrated, I kicked one of the couches. The sound of clinks made me whip my head to the noise. Then I lunged forward, and promptly lifted the seat.

"Yes! There you are you motherfuckers," I cried out in joy.

I quickly grabbed the two bottles of whiskey from the stack and reached for the matches that I found in the kitchen cabinet now nestled in my jean's pocket.

BANG!

I gasped in utter shock as I barely clutched the bottles of whiskey.

"Time for action," I mumbled. Grabbing the gallon of gasoline that I found in the kitchen, I poured the liquid every square inch of the cabin. After that, I ran to the kitchen and promptly glance through the backdoor for any unwelcome guest.

Nothing.

"Perfect," I mumbled, relief flooding my chest since the backdoor was my only escape. I cringed when I thought what would happen if the back door wasn't clear... I ripped a piece of cloth and stuffed half of it into each bottle. I exhaled, staring warily at the door. Everything was set.

I heard another bang from the door, followed closely by glass shattering. More shatters of glass inside the cabin reached my ears, and suddenly the hairs on my neck stand on ends. I was afraid, yes, fear; I wasn't all serious and fearless, you know. Besides, you would be too if you were in my place and zombies were trying to eat you.

Another bang and I realized that the door almost broke apart. Almost! Gladly, there was only a hole. But through the hole, a horrible face with lifeless gray eyes appeared, which resulted in cringing my face in disgust. No matter how many times I've seen those things, I still can't get over how hideous they are.

While I was busy looking at the zombie, I didn't get the chance to notice that one of the zombies crashed through the window and into the cabin. Soon after, they went frenzy. Their banging intensified, and within mere seconds the door was reduced to splinters. Some followed the route through the window, and other crawled over their own...

"Oh crap." I slowly retreated, lighting two of the bottles. I reached a hand to the door knob, getting ready to get the hell out of here as soon as possible.

A few of the zombies saw me and they instantly rose from the ground and with their ugly groans and bloodied saliva dripping from their mouth, sprinted to me. Time to move! I flung the door open and immediately bolted out. Promptly, I swung one whiskey bottle at them. Second later, a strong explosion ripped through the air. .

They started to run out of the cabin, body covered in flames. I quickly flung the other bottle and hit one of them. It sent the zombie backwards from the impact, creating more flames on its body, which made its comrades got covered in fire too. I then took out the gun I had in my pants and without wasting a second I shot the nearest zombie. The others saw what happened to their friend and even though they were on fire, they angrily bolted to me.

Three shots killed the three that were close. Then I kicked one in the chest and shot two ammo in its head. Two advanced after that, but they were quickly finished off. I checked my gun, and realized I was wasting my precious ammo.

Guess it was time to use my handmade sword. Haven't used it since I saved Sarah back at the school.

The last few zombies, like eight more, ran at me, flames dancing on its skin which made them look far more gruesome than they were.

So I glanced at my sword in hand, and smirked devilishly. Time to rip off some zombie heads.

Minutes later, the zombies were dead. The last eight were beheaded or some had a hole in their foreheads. I stood in the middle of the bodies, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, and taking deep shaky breaths. I had done it! I killed them by myself and I didn't get bitten! A chuckle slipped past my lips, soon replaced by a hysterical laughter. It almost made me look a demented person that had lost its mind.

"I can't believe it," I managed to say between the laughter; "I can't believe it. I'm alive! They didn't kill me! Heck yeah!" I threw my hands in the air and released a whoop. Then I pointed a finger to the dead zombies "Take that you soul-less monsters! I, Ethan Kenway killed ya' all! By myself! Take that! No one can defeat the mighty Ethan Kenway that easily!"

"But someone can make you stop acting like a crazy maniac in the middle of the woods," I instantly heard.

I turned, laughter dying down into small chuckles, and saw the whole gang staring at me with amusement. Natalie was the one that had spoken. And she was glaring at me, arms crossed against her chest and foot tapping the ground rapidly.

"You know you were acting like you had completely lost your mind, right?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

I looked away, embarrassment flooding my senses. But I wasn't going to let her win that easily. "Oh, thank you for worrying. Did I get bitten or injured? Nah, sis, I'm fine. Thank you for asking though." I shot her a slight glare. "I just freaking survived what looked like a horde of zombies and the first thing you told me was how crazy I looked when I was laughing my head off? How very nice of you, Natalie."

"What you did was stupid," snapped Natalie.

"And dangerous," Sarah softly added, sending me a shy look while she nervously bit her lower lip, afraid to utter a word.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. "I just saved our lives, ok? What's the harm in that?"

Astrid raised an eyebrow. "You could have died, moron. And you could have also asked for our help. Working alone doesn't always work."

"It worked for me my whole life," I retorted dryly, which made her eyes widened slightly.

Before anyone could speak, a groan resonated around us. Fishlegs yelped and whirled around.

We stood on our guards, waiting for something to come out of the trees.

But what I didn't expect was someone groaning with a croaky voice, "Ugh, my head. What happened? And why am I hanging upside down?" I could have recognized that nasal voice even if I was in a crowded small space.

"Hiccup!" cried out Astrid, relief and happiness filled in her tone.

Fishlegs sighed in relief, chuckling nervously. "Phew. It's just Hiccup waking up."

He dropped Hiccup from his shoulders and then flexed his shoulders, sighing happily. "Oh, that's better."

Hiccup stood and slightly swayed, but he managed to regain his balance before he fell to the ground. He glanced at Fishlegs and was about to say something when he saw Astrid suddenly run up to him.

I immediately knew what she was going to do.

I saw that Hiccup struggled to stay in a strong posture; but unfortunately, luck was not with him. For once she jumped and wrapped her legs around his torso and her arms around his neck; he lost his footing and fell flat on his back with a loud thud.

I heard him groan as Astrid began assaulting apologies. I couldn't help it. I giggled at the sight of the two of them. A few seconds passed before the others joined. However, I instantly stopped once I saw Hiccup sat up and pulled Astrid on his lap. Astrid responded by wrapping her arms around his neck. He wrapped his around her waist, and pulled her into a hug. I was sadly disappointed, because I was hopelessly expecting a kiss.

Tuffnut stopped laughing once he saw them and grinned.

"Oh look! Those two love birds look so cute together!" He shouted.

Hiccup and Astrid quickly pulled away, making me cover my mouth to muffle the laughter. Their faces were turning red. Oh, how hilarious they looked when someone played with them. At least it lightens the mood from all the circumstances we've been in. I swear that these two are innocent and naive judging by how they are attracted to each other. Even a zombie could see that. If only the ones dead weren't 'dead', it would be known.

Astrid rose and extended a hand to Hiccup, which he gladly took, and she pulled him up.

"Aww!" I crossed my arms and playfully whined, "Oh, why can't you greet us like how you did with her? Is she more important to you than us?" Hiccup shot me a cold glare. I laughed.

He rolled his eyes, turned to Fishlegs and asked, "Am I really that heavy?" So that's what he was going to ask. Funny question, I had to say.

"Try carrying an unconscious person and running for your life and tell me how it feels afterwards," replied Fishlegs with a bit of annoyance.

Ruffnut snorted. "You're the one who willingly volunteered."

I smirked. "She's right."

Hiccup shook his head and spared Fishlegs a smile. "Thanks man. Though I expected you guys would have left me back on the bus."

Astrid huffed and suddenly punched his arm. He recoiled backwards from the impact. Promptly, he turned to her and glared daggers. "Why would you do that?"

She didn't seem affected by his attitude, by the looks of it. However, she rolled her eyes and said, "You're so stupid if you think we would leave you behind to get eaten. But if these morons," she gestured to us, making me frown and the rest of them yell out a 'hey', "Does that," she paused and her expression softened, "If these morons dare to actually do that, I would never leave you, even if it means risking my life to save you. You're not alone anymore, Hic. So stop thinking about the past and think about the present where you have us, your 'friends'. We're not going to leave your side."

Wow. Just wow. That was deep. I was astonished. Hearing those words changed my mind about her. She had actually gone soft and caring towards others. Not that she wasn't. It's just that she never showed this side of her…

"Not even on the bad times," added Sarah, making Astrid smile at her and nod her head in agreement.

"Yeah," said Tuffnut, arms crossed and a smirk playing his lips. "Even if we risk our lives to save yours. Or if it kills us."

"Don't go too far, Tuff," I said, grinning slightly. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that." I turned to Hiccup and nodded to Tuffnut's direction. "But yeah. All of us are sticking together and we will protect each other even if it kills us."

Hiccup stared at us, mouth agape. I could see the shock on his face. But our words were true, all of it.

After a while, a huge grin claimed him. "Thank you guys. You don't know how much it means to me to hear you say that."

"We're here for you, Henry," comforted Astrid.

"To return the favor, I will also risk my life to save all of you," he said with a nod.

"That's great and such but…" Tuffnut suddenly said. His eyes were staring at the sky as worry crept over his face.

I glanced up, wondering why he was worried. Then I realized that the sky had suddenly turned dark.

"Oh," I whispered.

"We should leave," Hiccup quickly said. "I don't want to fight zombies again."

"You weren't the one who killed all these zombies," I boasted. I was impressed and astonished of what I was capable of doing.

"Yeah, we saw that. Or at least the others did since I barely woke up from unconsciousness," said Hiccup. Astrid handed him his backpack. He gave her a smile and said, "Thank you, Astrid."

"No prob," she said back with a smile of her own as she brushed her bangs to the side. I studied the two for a while and realized they were… Flirting…. Though surrounded by dangers, all I could think of was who cute they looked. Time to ruin it.

"Aren't we supposed to get going?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I crossed my arms.

"Oh," Hiccup scratched his neck, looking embarrassed. Yep, I ruined your little moment with Astrid, bro. Sorry my ass but we're in the middle of the woods with zombies definitely roaming around and I don't want any of them right now. He nodded, missing my smirk, and said, "Right. Ethan's right. We better get going."

"Where exactly is your house?" One of the two guys asked.

Hiccup observed our surroundings. Then, once he finished, he looked back at us and scratched his chin in mild amusement.

"Well we are definitely closer than I expected. Surprisingly, you guys ran to the right direction. I was afraid that we were far away," he explained.

That was great news!

"Good job, Astrid," I said, turning to the blonde girl with a smile. "You lead us on the right path."

She rolled her eyes, but a smile appeared on her lips. "Yeah, yeah." She turned to Hiccup and stared at him with what looked like a plea as she added. "Can we go now? I would love for something to eat, some rest and sleep."

Hiccup smiled warmly at her. "Sure thing, Astrid."

I smiled. Finally! Finally we'll be somewhere safe where we don't have to run for our lives. Now that I think about it, I think tomorrow I'll wake up with laziness and soreness wrecking my whole body.

Well, that's what happens when the Zombie Apocalypse happens without warning… Right?

Hiccup's POV

We're here," I announced as we reached the front, huge gate of my house. I breathed in a sigh of relief, feeling safe in familiar territory. "Home sweet home, I have to say. And luckily the gates were closed. Also, my dad and I are the only one living here since we do most household chores ourselves-"

I stopped short as I realized that neither of them was listening to me. Their gazes were locked on my house with an awestruck expression. I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh Right! Y'all never saw my house." I mumbled, scratching the side of my jaw. Sure, my house wasn't exactly a house for other people; they would call it a mansion instead. But for me, I grew up here, so I am used to the big space. The thought of a mansion was the last thing on my mind.

"That's your house?" blurted Ruffnut, snapping out of her trance. She turned to look at me with wide eyes.

"Dude, that ain't a house. That's a mansion!" exclaimed Tuffnut, a huge grin plastered on his face.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "Call it whatever you want. It's my home and not a mansion. Just saying that word makes me feel like I'm above everyone else."

"But you are man," one of the guys told me. He had blond hair and green eyes; he was around Astrid's height.

Before I could reply, Astrid said, "Can you guys just stop talking about the size of Hiccup's house? It's a pointless argument, you know."

I glanced at her, shot her a smile and mouthed a thank you. She nodded back and a beautiful smile graced her lips. How could she be that perfect with grime, blood and dirt on her clothes and face? I had no idea. But I think I was falling for her. All I wanted to do was pull her in to my arms and kiss her right in front of everyone. Someone clasped a hand on my shoulder and brought me back from my fantasies. I glanced sideways to see Ethan right next to me.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Aren't you going to open the gates or do you want to wait for the zombies to track us down and eat us all? Not like it isn't that terrible, anyway."

I scowled, but pressed my lips together while I walked forward to a keypad on a door next to the gate. How could he be a serious, quiet guy first and then into a cocky, teasing guy all of a sudden? No one knew.

I punched the code in. It beeped before unlocking. I pulled the door open. Turning to Astrid and the other girls, I gave a smile and said, "Ladies first, Milady."

Astrid smirked, Natalie grumbled in mock disgust and Sarah and Ruffnut rolled their eyes.

"Playing the gentleman card now, eh, Hiccup?" asked Ethan. The other guys chucked.

"At least I know how to be one," I shot back. Everyone made 'ohh's' and some laughed.

Ethan crossed his arms. "Whatever. Let's just get inside. My feet are killing me and I swear I'm going to collapse any second now."

"Who's the whiny baby now?" teased Tuffnut.

It earned him a punch to the gut.

Astrid's POV

As soon as we got to the door entrance of Henry's house, he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out some keys.

He put the key in the door but then he suddenly stopped.

I frowned. "What's wrong?"

He spared me a serious look. "The door's unlocked and dad always locks the door when he leaves."

"Maybe he forgot to lock it?" Fishlegs helpfully asked.

Hiccup shook his head. "He never forgets to lock it." Then his face darkened and his lips formed into a straight line. "Someone broke in."

My eyes widened. That was not good.

Hiccup faced the rest said lowly, "We're going in, but quietly. Whoever got in no doubt heard us because the keypads always inform us with a noise. So let's be careful. Keep your eyes peeled."

I nodded, followed by everyone else.

Hiccup nodded back.

Then, slowly he opened the door. He walked in first, followed by me. The others followed in single file.

The first thing we saw was the hallway. The lights were on and as we walked farther down the hall and approached an open room, I swore I heard a slight sound. Hiccup stopped a few distance from the room, I realized that the sound was… Music? Who would break into someone house and play music?

Hiccup glanced at me with a frown on his face. I replied with a shrug.

He then lifted a finger to his lips and signaled that he would go and investigate. I nodded and held back the urge to join him. He could take care of himself. He's shown that many times. Gosh, he could even do better than I can. I guess that's why I always fancied him ever since 'that day' many years ago. Ruffnut thought I started to like him during our first year in high school, but she was wrong. It was long before that…

Shaking my head, I focused back to the problem at hand. A crazy person could emerge and attack Hiccup or one of us and I won't even notice. It wasn't long after that we suddenly heard a yelp and a loud grunt followed by a thud.

Hiccup…

My eyes widened in fear and before the others could move, I bolted inside the room, golf club at the ready. But what I didn't expect was to see a man on top of Hiccup with a knife pressed to his throat. He had his eyes widened as he stared at the man. It wasn't terror that filled his eyes. It was... Shock and… Relief?

I saw the man slightly lean back and then sheathed his knife.

"Hiccup," the man asked in a heavy Scottish accent.

Hiccup grinned. "Hey, Gobber, nice to see you too!"

Yep! Gobber's in the house! Literally... XD heh...

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