A/N
Thank you for the comments so here are my replies:
Guest: BA Hiccup, I like it
Yeah I was really interested to see Hiccup be well as you said bad ass xd.
Guest: Right so which of these is the world fallout, mad max, walking dead?
It's well a mix of all xd, not the walking dead though since zombies have been used well have been overused to much so I tried to mix the infected from The Last of Us. Using the fungus infected bio catastrophe as reference to the Freak's.
Sir Roland: You should add characters so people can find the story. Also 3.5 billion people is still extremely aufficient to run the run the world so I'd make it a bitmore devastating.
Well thank for telling me to add characters since I forgot to, and thank you for that since as you said it is really impossible for a disease to spread worldwide in a matter of well weeks but I'll try explain how the disease spread worldwide as I write the story maybe the idea might pop out of nowhere.
Also, I'll try to make at least four chapters per in guess two to three or more days depending if my lazy ass would get up from sleeping the whole day.
And thank you for well liking the story xd, I really can't well thank you guys for that.
On to the story.
Chapter Three: This Better be Worth It
(No P.O.V)
"Why did the Gods put me here." Harper groaned clutching his berretta and knife as he stood beside the door waiting for the unlucky customer to get a bashing of a life time.
"Tommy, Brett. You okay don't be doing that shit here like what you did in prison!" An outcast yelled.
Harper paled realizing what the criminal just shouted, now Harper is trying not to imagine what he just shouted out.
Harper stared to feel anxious, reminding him how he blocked the bathroom door back at high school after Sam and his jocks harassed him usually humiliating him in front of the school hall way, in class, even in the library. Even the librarian giggled after Sam told the twins to super glue his face to a children's book about dragons on his face as he passed out on the table.
Harper snapped out of his past state, aiming his pistol on the entrance. As the door opened. Harper let the first outcast go in running to his collogues who are now limp. As soon as the second came in Harper ran to him lodging the knife into his throat before using his strength spinning him around using him as a shield.
The outcast heard a distinct slam on the door before hearing gurgling. He snapped back to see his friend as a human shield. He pulled out his pistol shooting the body hoping for the bullets to pass through him hitting Harper.
Harper on the other hand struggled to move the body using his strength to pull him up as he moved forward. The outcast kept on shooting till Harper heard a click then he pushed the body into the outcast. The outcast tried to dodge or even push the body away from him.
The body fell and as the outcast struggled to get it of him, growling profanity as he struggled to get a pistol from the other dead outcast Harper killed earlier.
Harper walked to him aiming the pistol on his head before pulling the trigger. Blood popping out on the floor before blood started to ooze out.
He looked around, before hearing footsteps getting closer to the bathroom, he got a handgun from the floor followed by picking up a crowbar before running out of the bathroom sliding to one of the office cubicles.
He peeked out popping his head to see five outcasts coming down the stairs. Most of them running into the bathroom. One emerged yelling to one of them to get Savage.
Harper on the other hand wasted no time, pulling out the handgun taking out the magazine counting the bullets. "Fuck me, just have to take my shots then." Harper groaned silently.
"Savage four of men dead, one of them got their eyeballs pushed in. Must be some freak's nearby." One of them suggested to a man going down the stairs. Harper looked up to the man holding a Ak-74, he looked at his clothes to see him wearing a worn-up jacket. It had armored shoulder pads on each side. Harper looked down to see orange sweat pants. He had combat boots on and Harper looked at his belt to see bone club, pistol holster and half of a skull mostly the front as his belt buckle.
Harper prayed that it was a children's skull he got from a rundown Walmart. He went in the bathroom before coming out pulling the man who suggested the idea. "No, you moron a freak would get the chance to turn them. He started before announcing out loud. "Where are you hiding, just come out and we won't have to use you as our playing thing or in other cases Alvin's possession!" chuckling darkly
"Spread out, Check the cubicle's, under the table, hell even in the cabinets! There's someone here and make sure he's alive we'll make sure we bring him back to Alvin or use him as bait to lure the freak's." Savage ordered before going back up. The rest of the outcast started to roam round.
Harper hooked the crowbar behind his pack, before going out of the cubicle pushing the outcast at the wall stunning him before shooting the outcast at the head distracted from what Harper just did.
The outcast tried to stand up only to have blood pop out behind the wall. "There he is!" one of them yelled as the took shots at Harper.
He ran to another cubicle dodging the bullets as is whistled past him. He slides down taking cover before shooting back hitting the outcast at the chest. He fell back clutching his chest applying pressure to the wound.
Harper got up before hearing an outcast yell a battle cry charging at Harper with a lead pipe. Harper aimed at him before hearing the handgun click, "Shit!" he yelled out.
Wasting no time, he threw the gun at the outcast stunning him as he clutched his forehead. Harper pulled out the crowbar, swinging the outcast knocking him before he used the back end of the crowbar spearing it at the outcast.
He left the crowbar before he felt pain jolt up behind his back as he stubbled down, on his knees as he tried to stand back up only to feel the same pain jolt back in. Harper groaned as he dodged the upcoming hit, thanking Thor for the timing as he groaned in pain clutching his back before facing the outcast running at him with a baseball bat.
Harper got down dodging his swing before he kicked the outcast back, tackling him down. Pulling out his knife as he grabbed his forehead pushing it down the pavement before he pushed the knife into the side of his head.
The outcast stared at Harper his openmouthed as blood started to flow freely before Harper pulled the knife back stumbling to the ground breathing. "This shit better be" Harper started before coughing trying to regain some air. "worth it."
He got up walking to the outcast clutching his chest, crawling back as his hand print marked the ground. He kept a cold gaze as he walked to him before kicking the outcast in the head, knocking him out.
Harper pulled out the revolver walking slowly, looking above the staircase for any outcast peeking. He ran hugging the wall before kicking the door only to be met by gun fire. He quickly covered his face with his forearm as the impact from the wall started to create dust.
"This is your lost you dumbshit, you're going to regret going against the outcast you hear me! You know who your messing with Alvin the Treacherous! Do you know what he is capable off?" A voice yelled out.
Harper quickly got the idea it was Savage shooting, He pulled out a smoke grenade. Pulling them pin, shaking the canister before throwing it in the room as the room started to get foggy.
He ran to the side as Savage fired blindly at the smoke. Harper looked to see an exit sign glowing before running to the door. Opening the door slamming it back instantly, he ran down the stairs running at the gunner of the .50 cal.
Harper shot him at the head before jumping on the turret spinning the gun around shooting at the makeshift tower, the outcast fired back only for the bullets to ricochet back bouncing everywhere. Harper opened fire at the tower, one of them fell from the side falling down hitting the pavement before the tower collapsed.
Back at the convoy Jerimiah looked at the binoculars to see the makeshift tower fall to the side. "Johann, Fury needs help we can ram through the gate and help him." He suggested.
Johann pulled an arm up. "I think mister Drake can handle himself, we are waiting for his signal once you see him light up a flare we are riding out."
He nodded his head before observing the firefight.
"Oh you got to be joking!" Harper groaned out as the turret jammed. He looked around to see at least five outcasts with assault and battle rifles in their hands as he got out of the turret getting behind the truck.
He pulled out the flare sliding it down the pavement as it popped, as smoke and light came out Harper through it on top of an ambulance high enough for the spotter to see.
He fired back pinning the outcast down, he looked around picking up a battle rifle from gunner beside him. He cocked the rifle before blind firing behind the truck.
He heard trucks growling from the distance before the gate smashed open reveling Johann's caravan as they drove past the outcast. The lead truck fired from the turret killing the outcast shooting at Harper. He smiled before slinging the rifle running at Johann's truck.
Johann's opened the door, letting Harper in as he got in slamming door yelling at Johann to drive. The caravan drove out of the check-point as gunfire zinged behind them before mere silence took over the landscape yet again.
Harper couldn't breathe, his throat dry after exhausting himself. He pulled a canteen from his pack drinking sloppily, ignoring that his clothes are wet or the water dripped down from his mouth before wiping it clean with his arm. He placed back the canteen as his head leaned against the door sighing.
Johann cleared his throat. "Do you mind telling me what you did back there?"
Harper's slowly got up looking at Johann with a cold glare before his eyes softened. "Do you want the children's version or adult version?" he responded sarcastically pulling his knife out covered in dried blood. Johann's eyes shot up looking at the knife before gulping.
"I would rather choose option one mister Drake." Johann said.
Harper breathed in. "Well I came in gave people a piece of my mind, but they could not handle it so they collapsed down, they both died in the bathroom before two of their friends came in meeting the same faith. I did the same thing with five other outcasts before meeting Savage. I ran out into the emergency exit, bribing the gunner to go fuck himself before using shooting potatoes at the outcast in the tower before you came in." Harper said in a sarcastic tone
"Okay then." Johann replied in a shaky tone.
His radio buzzed in. "Johann we're approaching Berk, better get ready with that welcome greeting."
Johann sighed, looking at Harper as he just looked forward in a dazed look.
Berk, it hasn't changed since well except for the tall walls all around the town itself. I wonder how dad got those up, Gobber must have something to with it. Harper thought. He sighed before putting on his googles, fixing his half-mask as they entered the safe zone.
A/N: Chapter four coming in a few hours, if I wake up from passing out.