Change Of Heart

Pairing; Hector & Briana(Hiccup X OC)

Rating; M for Mature

Disclaimer; I do not own HTTYD or the songs I might use.

51. Peace At Last

{Hector's POV}

{November 2017}

I had done it; I beat Rex in a fight witnessed by the Hell Drakes, the Valhalla Angels, my Godfather, my friends, girlfriend, and many other of gangs. Some allied, and others weren't. None of that mattered to me; it was a minor detail. I was surprised how fast word traveled in a week, but regardless, here we were. In all the fighting, Rex apparently decided he didn't want to to keep going against me, so he gave up and declared me the winner. Yet, with the moment so perfect and being this enraged; I didn't hold back in reminding him that nobody had a reason to seek revenge except me. Now, I had Rex down on the ground, injured and looking terrified as I hand my hand around his throat and my gun to hovering inches above Rex's forehead, and ready to fire. The area was in dead silence because in this fight, as the winner, I decided what happened to Rex. I had another plan to deal with him, but my anger was getting the better of me after reminding Rex of everything he'd done to me just because I saved the Drakes on my seventeenth birthday. All of this was because of that; it seemed Rex didn't even know I got most of the Sons of Odin locked up. I suppose that was a plus, and I'd likely be keeping the information to myself to avoid problems. I had the right to be mad. I had the right to be upset. I had the right to get even and do precisely what I said I would do if I got the chance to get my hands on Rex.

I would render him unable to move, and the last thing he would see is the barrel of my gun before I put a 9mm in his skull. This was that opportunity. I moved my finger over the trigger as Rex gulped in terror.

"HECTOR!" I halted as I heard Briana yell for me. "Don't," she said as I heard footsteps nearing me, but I kept my eyes on Rex with the gun in place. "I know you have every reason to end him," I glared more and pushed the gun to his forehead as Rex let out a yelp of fear. "But this isn't the way to get revenge, and you know that. You're not a killer; this is not you. It's over; you beat him. You won. Don't do this. Don't be like him; it's murder, not revenge, Hector," I shoved the gun a little harder as Rex held his breath with closed eyes. Finally, I took the gun away as he looked at me quickly.

"You're not fucking worth it," I rolled off my knees to my feet and stood over him. I stepped back with Briana as she held on to me. Briana was right; I had won, and this was over. Rex was nothing now. I glanced from the corner of my eye to see the remaining Sons of Odin members making their way towards my house. Right. How could I forget that me beating Rex meant that he was no longer the leader of the gang. I heard Rex start getting up, then quickened steps.

"Does he have a death wish?" I heard Shane ask from the driveway.

"Boss, watch out!" one of the Sons of Odin yelled, apparently talking to me. I pushed Briana out of the way as Rex locked his arms around mine to keep me from moving.

"He's cheating!" Xavier announced.

"Did you really expect him not to?!" I rolled my eyes. "Alright, that's it; not holding back anymore!"

"You were holding back?!" Rex yelled.

"Uh, duh? Don't you know the first rule of fighting is not to give it your all until you know who you're dealing with?" I whipped my head into Rex's face which made him loosen his grip as I elbowed him in the chest, then forced my elbow up to whack Rex in the jaw. I ducked down and escaped his arms then stepped back. "Briana, get back to the driveway; it's not safe down here,"

Briana nodded. "Okay," then she hurried back towards the Hell Drakes.

"What about us?" a Sons of Odin member inquired. I motioned my head for them to get back as well while I looked at Rex. Instantly, he charged at me with a punch as I bent back to avoid it, then I kicked off the ground and back-flipped into the counter strike; this was me using one hand to spin around and kick Rex back. I landed feet first. Not giving Rex a minute to recover, I lunged forward and shoved him back, which made him stagger back to catch his balance.

"You're only making a fool of yourself by continuing," I mentioned. Rex tried again, but his movements were sluggish from the first beating. I moved back so he would miss, Gods, this was pitiful. I really should have just put him out of his misery. Briana was right, though. I wasn't a killer; I wasn't like Rex who murdered out of revenge. I didn't kill period. Sometimes I felt angry enough to, but I never could. I was tired of the fighting. Rex charged for me again as I blocked his punch then grabbed his wrist and elbowed down on it before ramming it into Rex's face. I crouched low and swept his feet out from under him quickly. Rex scrambled to his feet and ran at me; I threw my arm out to clothesline him. Rex slammed onto his back and struggled to get up, but I was already set for the next strike, and I knew it would keep him down.

"You are dead, kid," Rex growled. "Come on, show me what you got!"

"You got two legs and a heartbeat; what's stopping you?" I remarked sarcastically as the crowd began to laugh a little. I took my stance. "Come at me, bro," I invited. Rex glared as he ran for me. 'Idiot,' I thought at last minute, I decided I would change position to face him. I launched at him as he stopped; I knew he was cautious because I had a deadly look of annoyance in my eyes. I punched him square in the face, then I whipped my leg out to hit him in the gut. Rex doubled over as I jumped up to kick him in the chest, then use that to spin off and nail him on the side of the face with my heel. I grabbed his shoulders and flipped myself over his body, then put my gun to the back of his head as he froze.

I watched everyone tense up. I spared Rex once, and he attacked me regardless. "Am I still not worth it?" Rex panted.

"You're definitely not worth me going to prison over and losing everything," I remarked as I moved the gun and he looked back at me. Without warning, I used the weapon to knock Rex unconscious; the beaten man fell down, completely out. I faced the others around me; staring in shock that an eighteen-year-old just whipped a forty-seven-year-olds ass, and was still standing after getting a beat down of my own in the fight. "Anybody fucking else wanna test me today?" I asked. Nobody moved. "Good," I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed a number. "Do it," then I hung up.

"Who did you just call?" Glenn asked. Without warning cop cars zipped in and SWAT team too to keep everyone from running. Chief Svendson came out and approached me.

"I cannot thank you enough, Hector, and as per the agreement; everyone standing on your property is safe," the Chief nodded as I shook his hand. Yeah, I involved the cops to deal with any gangs that weren't allied with the Drakes. I couldn't trust that they would view me as a threat and this whole target mark shit wouldn't start again. I went to the Chief a few days back and explained the situation, and lied a bit, but it got my gang and the allied ones immunity from arrest. I told the Chief that we were one big gang of friends, but weren't doing nothing illegal since the bust. Yeah, a stretch, but I was done with all this petty fighting. I saw my guys get nervous and shot them a look to say; relax. None of the others could get away, and the cops had been hiding out and watching since early this morning before anyone woke up. It had been an enormous bust operation, that I organized. I shouldn't be protecting the Sons of Odin, but when the cops cleared out, they were Hell Drakes or honorary ones because they would stay loyal to the person who had their best interests at heart. And now without a doubt, they knew it wasn't Rex.

"Is this all of them?" an officer asked.

"Except those eight, they aren't mine," I pointed to eight of the Sons of Odin; the five Briana had been looking a bit scared to be around and I figured out on my own that they were the ones who molested her. And I got rid of the two who tried to kill me at the cemetery, and the one who tried to shoot me at home."And here's Rex Santiago for you," I shoved the unconscious male towards the Chief.

"With skills like these, son, you'd make one hell of a cop; just like your old man," Chief Svendson smiled.

"I'm good, Chief. Thanks for the offer, though," I shrugged as he patted my back and walked off. I stayed in my driveway, leaning against my mother's car and watching the chaos ensue throughout the neighborhood until it was cleared out except for those on my property line. The Drakes were safe and really for the Angels; it had just been Xavier and a few others. For the rest of the allied gangs, it was only leaders and one or two guards. My friends hadn't needed to worry because they lived in this cul-de-sac, Glenn was alright, so was Briana. Of course the remaining seven Sons of Odin were saved because I made them group up in my driveway and only ratted out the ones who tried to rape Briana. I was so sore, and wanted to sleep but I know my guys wanted an explanation about everything, first, the rest needed to leave because my house was not big enough for them all.

"Hector? What just happened?" Dimitri inquired.

I pushed off the car, holding my side and looking at them all. "If you're not a Hell Drake, Xavier and his few members, Briana, my school friends, my Godfather and you seven formers of SoO, beat it. You'll get word about the situation later," I stated. Sure enough, all those I didn't name off left quietly. "The rest of you, file in and find a seat," I mumbled while forcing myself to climb the few steps to get in the house, then went right to the bathroom to shower. I hoped the hot water might be able to get rid of some of this soreness.

{Normal POV}

Nobody had ever seen Hector fight the way he did before, but he took his fair share of hits from Rex, and still; he refused medical treatment when the Chief had asked if he'd like to go to the hospital. Hector said it was just some cuts and bruises, but he'd be fine.

"Does anyone want to explain to me what Thor's Beard happened back there?" Glenn decided to ask.

"Last week, someone came to the house to kill Hector of Rex's orders and Hector challenged Rex to a fight to stop everything. That went down today," Alyssa stated.

"Rex had it coming to him. The guy was doomed as soon as he taunted Hector while he was in his mother's car," Derek remarked.

"Still, never seen Hector get like that before. I don't even think his old bully made Hector that mad," Glenn informed. "And thank you lass, for talking him out of killing Rex," he directed towards Briana.

"I don't think Hector would have done it. I know he's a lot of things, but a cold-hearted killer is not one of them. If Hector were gonna shoot Rex; he wouldn't have hesitated," Briana stated. "I just hope he'll be okay; he took a beating," she frowned.

"The lad knows how to take care of himself, which is why he's probably in the shower right now to ease away some of that soreness," Aaron enlightened. "As for the cops and SWAT thing; looks like Hector was behind that one," he shrugged.

"I guess we'll find out when Hector gets out of the bathroom," Kayne shrugged. Half an hour went by as Hector exited the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist while entering the kitchen to get downstairs into his room. Another ten minutes went by as Hector returned and walked in the living room. Of course, Glenn was first to smack him in the arm.

"Ow!" Hector grumbled out.

"What is wrong with you! Why would challenge Rex to a fight! If you knew where he was all this time, why didn't you tell the police! You could have been killed, and your parents would haunt me the rest-," Glenn began to scold.

"GOBBER!" Hector yelled to make him stop. "Chill or you're going to give yourself a stroke," he added as Glenn finally hugged him.

"Yer all I got left, Hector, and I don't know what I'd do if I lost you too," Glenn stated as Hector hugged him back slowly; ignoring the pain in his body.

"I'm not going anywhere, Uncle Gobber. Why don't you go home and get some rest?" Hector suggested.

"Oh, no. I want ta hear about all this," Glenn insisted.

"It was nothing. I knew Rex wouldn't refuse a challenge, so a few days ago, I met up with Chief Svendson to set up a large scale gang bust. The SWAT team and cops have been sitting idly by since 5 am this morning, waiting for when Rex would inevitably show up to fight. That wasn't enough, though, I had them wait until the other gangs arrived to bust everyone at once when the battle was over. Anyone on my property was immune from arrest," Hector explained in short.

"Why would they need to be-," Glenn started then his eyes widened. "Oh, Odin no. Don't tell me you joined another gang because I might kill you myself!"

"Now, hang on a second and relax, old man. I didn't join another one," Hector said quickly.

"Thank Thor," Glenn sighed in relief.

"I never left the first one," Hector mumbled as Glenn smacked him on the head. "Ow! Just got out of a fight!" Hector remarked.

"Hector, gang involvement got you ARRESTED and sent to Juvenile Detention for FIVE MONTHS! Two weeks of which you spent of medical detox from the alcohol and drug addictions! You were damn lucky not to get sent to prison. Why in the seven hells would you associate with the people who were trying to kill you!" Glenn glared.

"Damn it, Gobber. I was never a member of the Sons of Odin!" Hector yelled back as the man stepped back in shock. "I just told the cops I was in the Sons of Odin as a revenge bit for them trying to kill my gang in an ambush that I stopped on my seventeenth birthday. Rex has been after me for stopping the attack, not because I gave them up to the police,"

"If Sons of Odin isn't your gang, the who is and what in Odin's name have you gotten yourself into this time!" Glenn demanded. "And I'll hear no lies either, boy," he warned.

"They're right here," Hector motioned to the Hell Drakes, who were sitting together in the corner of the room in the available seating. "The Hell Drakes; I met them through Ethan and Derek and joined the same night November 2015. Nobody made me do anything; it was all my choice. Everyone in the yard was leaders and members of allied groups,"

"Hector Hiccup Haddock; I swear to the Gods!" Glenn fumed.

"Chief Svendson knows all this too. I told him everything, and we made a deal that if I could round up any gangs that were allied to my group, he and the DA granted them immunity from arrest as long as they were on my property during the bust," Hector told him.

"This is illegal on so many levels. How did they get immunity? You got busted for drug and alcohol use, and were with them when it happened. You lied to police, to me, to your parents!" Glenn said.

"They have immunity because since that bust; we haven't done anything illegal. Except for a few beers here and there," Hector assured; okay, so it was a little bit of a lie. Glenn continued to glare, clearly not happy. "Look, I'm sorry I lied, but these guys are as much family to me like you and my folks. These guys moved in to protect me from the Sons of Odin, and myself after my parents died. If that isn't loyalty, then I don't know what is," Glenn finally sighed.

"Well, you mentioned once before that meeting these friends is what kept you from ending your own life after the situation with Marcus, and you were willing to go to great lengths to protect them, as I've seen them do the same for you. I suppose then, that is loyalty and a thank you is in order, to you Hell Drakes and allied members for keeping my Godson safe, and happy. And you," Glenn looked at Hector as he glances to his Godfather/Uncle, who was staring at him intently. "We always knew you'd turn into the man you were meant to be one day; and that has come. You didn't have an easy time getting here, but you held on and found the reason to keep fighting. Don't ever lose it, kiddo. Your parents would be every bit of proud as I am," Glenn ruffled his hair. "I love ya, laddie,"

"I love you too, Uncle Gobber," Hector hugged him.

Glenn jokingly clocked Hector on the cheek. "Alright, go have your fun with your friends. And I know there's a thirty rack of beer in the fridge," he said.

"Let me guess; stay away from it?" Hector rolled his eyes.

"I think you've earned it after the ass beating you gave that Rex guy; you definitely learned how to fight from your dad. And he'd love to have seen you use those skills to protect the people you care about," Glenn winked. "Don't get shit-faced, that's all I ask," he added.

"Sir, yes sir!" Hector saluted as Glenn prepared to leave.

"Oh, and one more thing," Glenn stopped as he pointed to Briana. "If she ends up pregnant before you two get married; I'll kick your butt myself," Hector blinked.

"How'd you even know she was my girlfriend, and that we were having sex?" Hector asked.

"I know when my nephew has gone from boy to man when his girlfriend is eyeing his body up while he's wearing a towel and blushing," Glenn informed. "Oh, and you just admitted it to me," Hector's mouth hung open.

"GOBBER!" Hector paled as Briana hid her face. "And that's my line!"

"You might use it, but I invented it. You didn't learn how to pick up girls from your old man. You spent your summers with me, remember?" Gobber smirked as Hector heard his friends snickering behind him. "What, lad? You're a teenage male; been there, done that. Wasn't hard to figure out even if you hadn't told me," Gobber shrugged. "Yer father and I were taken bets on you losing it by-,"

"OUT!" Hector yelled.

"Take it easy. I'm just messin' with ya. Seriously, though, no babies. I don't need to be a Grand Uncle yet," Glenn chuckled.

"No promises; she can't keep her hands off me," Hector grinned.

"HECTOR HICCUP HADDOCK THE THIRD!" Briana screeched.

"Well, I'm gonna go so I don't have to witness your murder when she kills you," Glenn sped out quickly.

"Welcome to my life," Hector sighed. The friends were grinning at the scene they watched. Briana was blushing furiously while plotting Hector's demise. And Hector was just glad to be with them all despite how the day had been. Finally, there was peace at last.