So turns out actually planning stories ahead of writing them is boring and time consuming. Hence the delay. But there's an update here never-the-less so, Have fun with this because I'm off to finish my damn planning and all that.

Also I never thought people would like this really weird premise, So thanks I guess :).

Not probably, Definitely

This was going to be painful for him wasn't it? I remember musing the moment before.

"Yep probably" was the conclusion I came to? what kind of idiot was I? Definitely was the more accurate analysis. But in that moment I was semi-hopeful that this would go smoothly, That i'd not mess it up for once and actually have a clean and easy job.

Observe with me as my hopes are crushed and possibly my bones too.

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He couldn't back out now, He'd entered through her door (Again, literally). Their eyes had now locked, There was no backing out, it was do or die. He'd entered the boss chamber and the gate had metaphorically (The term is 'figuratively' actually) shut behind him.

She stopped mid push up and then with a gasp sprang to her feet, There was fear in her eyes. 'Good' He thought 'This will be easier than I thought, better fearful than blind rage, soothing is easier than fighting.' He thought as she jumped back to her bedside table, knocking into it and fumbling for the draw. If Hiccup could have known how wrong he was in that moment he would have choked from laughing. Because the thing about Astrid is, when she gets scared.

She doesn't.

She opened the draw and in one swift motion pulled out a knife. Okay... So... Maybe warning them he'd be back wasn't his smartest move. He was on the defensive in an instant.

"Woah! woah hey now let's be rational Astrid I'm not going to kill you, Okay I mean I am but not like, now or anything oh god I'm making it worse just" He tried to appease her as she advanced on him, completely intending to stab him.

"Just please put that knife down for a second and we can talk it ou-" He didn't finish as she just straight up slashed at him. Now it's not like he was scared of dying, no, but here's the thing. He's been stabbed before, and take his word for it. Not pleasant when you can feel it and you don't go unconscious or die from it. It just… Sticks there, pain, for the last time, not exclusively mortal.

But in this specific case he was lucky enough to dissipate before she could get the knife in. She cut into nothing but a cloud of smoke, coughing she quickly waved it away to notice he was gone. She turned to see if he would appear behind her or something and to her prediction he appeared standing atop her bed.

"... You going to just take another stab? Or can we talk?" His voice was reeled in from before but he was still eyeing the knife cautiously. She twirled the knife in her hands and still said nothing but gestured for him to speak.

"Okay, so, not to ruin your grandstanding and epic hold out against the big evil curse thing you've got going here, but this is a whole lot more complicated than just you." He began to explain and gestured wildly.

"Now I didn't ask you to summon me. You did that of your own accord, or at least, somebody's. Regardless, you summoned me, you literally asked for this and I, through my will or not, have to carry it through, and emphasis on the have to part." He elucidated rather bluntly, Astrid finally stopped twirling the knife and looked at him pointedly.

"Have to huh? Well it seemed like you were enjoying it last night." She snapped back sharply.

"Yeah sure I enjoy being kicked into walls and smashed over the head with glass bottles, I just lap that shit up" Hiccup drawled flatly.

"Not that you idiot, after, you're dangling this over our heads and boasting about how easy it would be to kill us etcetera." She retorted gripping her knife enough to make him flinch.

"Boasting? I don't boast it is literally a fact." He replied, she glared at him and he sighed.

"Look it's not like it is fair but it still makes it fact. I'm a teleporting, invincible being that doesn't sleep versing a couple of teenagers with a weapon or two. Did I mention i can turn into a dragon at will in the dark?" He clarified to her. Unexpectedly however, she stopped staring at him and after a moments silence burst out laughing... She just... Broke down into laughter after he finished his sentence.

He just made her go insane didn't he?

"Oh my god, I must be going insane!" She laughed incredulously.

Well fuck, maybe perfecting the art of mind reading won't be too hard after all.

"I've gone barking mad, twenty hours ago I didn't even think you existed. Let alone could teleport, Let alone turn into a dragon, Tell me I'm insane and this isn't all real." She cried, Hiccup scratched the back of his neck as the shock was clearly wearing off now and the weight of the situation was dawning on her.

He did give her credit where it was due however. She digested it better than most. Yes, the girl currently freaking the hell out in the middle of her room deciding whether to stab him, wail in despair or just fucking punch something was handling it better than most. Well it's not everyday one finds out their entire world has just been flipped out of proportion and everything they ever thought was true a lie. (Probably not every week either.) She opted for a combination of option one and three, and punched him as he was just about to try and calm her down.

It was in the face. It was also pretty damn hard. The kick that followed wasn't pleasant either. She was clearly going for the blind rage thing he had encountered before. So he disappeared on the spot because two hits was enough to have him reeling in pain he wasn't going to lie there for twenty minutes to be her personal punching bag. He returned a moment later on the other side of the room. And she was holding back tears, of fury or sadness he couldn't tell.

"Look, I get it." He began and the look she gave him was enough to massacre an entire schoolyard if looks were permitted to kill. He continued despite every instinct in his body urging him not to, but something within him did not want her to be upset anymore.

"Seriously, I do get it! You like your life, your friends and family… The people you care about. Not even that just, you don't want to die. And this whole 'magic' and 'curse' stuff is terrifying and horrible. Then here comes your soon to be murderer acting as if it's his casual part time job right?" He soothed. The last thing he was going to tell her is that it was exactly like that for him, after so long on the job it was hard not to be nonchalant about the whole 'death' thing. (Especially when they come after him twelve minutes later damn pissed that he killed them and stuff like that).

For some reason, his little spiel worked, at least a bit. She did seem to be calming down and that stupid part of him that was for some reason ignoring his mind was stupidly and unreasonably happy. Silence took hold and he stood there awkwardly looking around her room. It was homey, and nice. She meanwhile restrained her emotions and controlled her breathing once again, she sat down on the side of her bed.

"Why do you have to kill people?" She finally asked. It took him by surprise because that was generally one of the last questions he gets from his victims.

"Oh, uh, I'm a curse." He answered automatically, at her blank stare he realised he should elaborate.

"When I was alive I was killed by a magic curse, One that is now called Night Fury. It's a ritual curse, hence the need for chanting. It was generally used back in the day for sacrifice. I have no control over said curse so I either have to kill my victims before a month is up or the magic takes over." He tapered off.

"Magic… Takes over?" She asked.

"I lose my mind and become a rampaging killer until everyone that chanted my name is dead." Hiccup stated tactlessly. Astrid paled slightly.

"I uh, take it there's no way to undo the curse or something?" She continued putting the knife down on her bedside table. Now, this here would have, in a perfect world, been the part where he said 'yes there is actually it's the power of friendship tada we're all saved!' (It's probably not the power of friendship, then again that's pretty unattainable for him so who knows?)

"Not that I know of..." He replied, which wasn't strictly a lie, he didn't know the key to undoing the curse… He did know there was one though.

"Wow… This… This is so fucked up!" She breathed out in disbelief.

"Magic? Demons? There are no words to describe how messed up this is." She laughed, stupefied. Hiccup could see where she was coming from but had to correct her on one niggling little tidbit of information.

"Uhh, I'm not a demon…" He interjected.

"What?" Astrid asked.

"I'm a curse, not a demon there's a difference…" He reiterated a bit timidly, probably not the best time for this.

"Is there any relevant difference that I'm going to care about?" She asked deadpan, he shrugged.

"It's just, I'm more a true neutral type as opposed to like, chaotic evil." He clarified, her brows furrowed as she turned to look at him more clearly.

"Okay, so how do you know about table top games that were invented in the eighties and moreover how did you know I would get that?" She asked, the Dungeons and Dragons reference not going over her head.

"Oh I know lots of things." Hiccup replied cryptically. Truth be told he actually only knows what he cared to research (nerd things evidently) and he just wanted to sound impressive. Whether it worked or not was unknown.

"Uhuh, what's the square root of four hundred and sixty three?" She questioned with a hint of a grin surfacing on her face.

"Twenty two point seven three." He shot back much more appreciative of the smile that was blossoming on her face again for a completely unreasonable… reason.

"Really?" She asked glancing over to her phone with an urge to test that number.

"Fucked if I know" He replied with a laugh, (Mission 'impress her' status; failure) she replied in kind atmosphere changing drastically. The moment didn't last however as she must have realised the guy she was joking around with was going to kill her sooner or later. The smile faded from her face and he was sad to see it go.

"So… Back to our… Situation… Uh… Why are you here?" She questioned. He knew why but his brain needed a few seconds to catch up.

"Uhh.. Why I'm- Oh yeah, Uhh it was mostly to sort out details like, when would be the best time for you, within a month of course, and uhh, how exactly you want to go. Painlessly is generally the deal here it's just some prefer one method to another and that kind of thing." He answered. She sighed and blew air so her bangs flickered a bit.

"Very business like approach I see. Then again with what you're doing it's probably best to be cold about it." She responded.

"Well there aren't any rules about how I do it so I think the whole making it painless and giving you time to choose when is pretty generous. Not to mention everyone I, uhh, kill comes and gives me a piece of their mind pretty much as soon as they're dead." He shrugged back. She leaned back in an almost contemplative stance before she nodded.

"So why do you have to do this again? Like, why did you get cursed?" She asked

"Hahaha long story" He brushed off awkwardly, she narrowed her eyes but didn't push any further. There was a tense silence that filled the room.

"Let's uh, get these details sorted out shall we?" He voiced if only to end the silence.

The rest of the afternoon went rather swimmingly with choices and plans being made. Astrid was far quieter the rest of the day, clearly musing about the information she'd been given. By the time a decision had been made she had wasted her saturday. He assured her it will be unlikely to happen for that period of time again.

After all, it's not like she had many saturdays left.

Tomorrow and over the next week he would deal with the other teenagers. But had spent far too much time with Astrid already. (More than he usually did with his other victims that is).

But he was done for today and so he trudged on home exhausted, thoughts swirling about a blonde haired girl and a smile that was hard to forget.

Apologies if this one seemed less funny I just had to like, get information out there as well. Also people have human emotions and don't take to the whole "you're going to die in a month" Thing to well.

But there were some laughs and some fluffy shit going on to so you'll just have to be satisfied with that. If not? Uh... Sorry?

Till next time.

Cya