A/N

Yeah, I'm kind of sad and pissed for the mere fact I didn't even proof read the last chapter so it's just well for me not pleasant but anyways here the story.

Chapter Four: Welcome to the Safe Zone

(No P.O.V)

Outside the wasteland it's just a mess, you couldn't say California was a place to go to enjoy yourself. Sunny beaches, fresh breeze and what not, well not anymore. Streets covered by plant life, building collapsing down replaced by trees and moss. Cars starting to rust as days become weeks as it goes from months to years. Bodies dead or undead, freak's roaming around the city, raiders plundering settlements, factions making a name for themselves.

The so-called evacuations zone's left by the national guard as they got overrunned, leaving everybody to fend themselves as political figures and the higher up's possible got out of American overall.

Scientist and Doctors finding the cure day one of the outbreak failed. Instead of getting out of the city, rioters and lotters got out. Grabbing anything they can as police and army officials tried to contain the virus. Media paid by the government to keep the virus a secret to stop mass panic instead of telling the truth.

Harper couldn't think why most of the army and cops would come to Berk, it was the far away from the city. Yet while he was there along with the rest of the berkians, ran out getting to the nearest evac center only to be separated. Leaving him to fend off against the world overall.

As they entered Berk, he looked around to see the entrance going through the town square. He looked around to see everybody living normal lives as if the apocalypse never happened, and him on the other hand outside the wasteland killing, getting drunk, getting laid by a broad who took the job since she needed a place to stay.

He was tranced by the flashback that he didn't notice the caravan stop. "Mister Drake we're here in Berk and take this as a token for you know accepting the job. You'll get your rumors as we meet outside the wasteland." Johann interrupted with a small smile handing Harper a satchel.

Harper got out of the daze, surprised by Johann overall. "I…I can't take this; a deal is a deal I don't need this." Harper stuttered

Johann shock is head, "Non-sense Mister Drake as a token for helping me out, most mercenaries would try to take my caravan overall. But you, you did the job keeping all of us safe to live another day." He handed the satchel to Harper, dropping it by his lap before going out of the truck.

Harper stared at a moment before opening the satchel revealing three cans of sardines, a can of soup, a can of corned beef, two bottles of water, and some medical supplies. Harper smiled before slinging the satchel getting out of the truck.

He opened the door to hear a crowd erupt behind him, he looked back to see Johann's guards acting as a wall behind the cargo. He walked up to hear Johann greeting the townsfolk, most of them his age. He was about to walk away before he heard Johann call him.

"Mister Drake, come I must introduce you to the people of Berk." Johann started with a big smile.

Harper shock his head before walking away, he felt someone grab his shoulder before hulling him up upfront. "Non-sense, people of Berk this is the man who helped me in my journey. Without him I would have never came back to Berk, or even live to see another day for the matter." Johann announced clutching Harper's shoulder.

Harper looked around to see half of Berk in front of him, he could see his old batchmates, some of his teachers, and even his neighbors. They were all staring at him in silence, he looked up to see the staircase leading to the great hall, a building just built under a mountain and he started to feel anxious again. He started remembering the public scolding Stephen gave him after he ruined his speech humiliating him overall after one of his inventions blew up inside the town hall, or what most berkians call it the "Great Hall".

You see all of Berk was founded by Northmen long before Columbus sailed to America overall, the great hall was no different. Used by British as a storehouse during their occupation, used as a facility to take in recruits during world war two, and used as a C.I.A base of operations during the cold war. It has been there for countless of generations. And don't forget Berk, most of them being Viking descendants still after being colonized by the English and the Americans they still believed in Scandinavian religion.

That's why Harper and Demsey got along since they were both Scandinavian descendants.

Harper was about to walk out before wincing hearing a familiar voice boom in before the crowd started to make way for the mayor. Harper looked at his father eyes-wide. He still looked the same, red hair seeped into a bun, his flaming beard filled with braids. His stance proud as he walked forward beside his brother Seth along with his best friend Gerald hobbling behind them.

He looked at there to see it was the same, normal clean clothes. Only difference is there belts had holsters for a handgun and a knife. "Johann great to see making it safe here at Berk, so how was the wasteland so far." Stephan started.

By now Johann let Harper go before walking to the big man himself shaking his hand along with Seth's and Gerald's. "Ah the wasteland, it's fascinating to hear the silent breeze of the air instead of the commotion coming from the streets." Johann started. "But I came as I delivered my men have unpacked another set of essentials needed for the town to survive for I guess four to five months depending on the rationing yes."

"Ah good man, Seth hand in Johann's payment will you." Stephan said.

Seth gave a nod before handing Johann a duffle bag, he opened it to see the contents smiling. "This would do and as for you people I am going to open my truck for business you may came in and trade something if you want Mister Haddock." He proposed before going back to the cargo holder opening door letting the people in.

Harper was inspected his rifle, checking to see if Johann kept it safe before he heard him his voice. He looked back to see him motioning to come. With a sigh, he slinged his rifle before facing his father along with his uncle and godfather. "This man protected the caravan as we came by, without him I would have never came to Berk." Johann said proudly to Stephan.

"And who is this man?" Seth asked.

"Ah gentleman this is Fury, a mercenary I hired for this job. He is actually great in doing his task. Doing it without question what so ever, highly efficient with a with any gun in particular" Johann answered.

By now the three men gave Harper a questioning look, Harper on the other hand kept his cool. Praying to Odin for his patience with Johann and his father overall wont burst out.

Before Stephan could speak he was cut off by a group going to him. "Chief we got the things we need to survive another month, most of it could last but we got into trouble with the outcast. Trevor got hit but it's not too severe." A blonde interrupted.

"Hey I got a scar out of it." Trevor spoke out before high fiving his twin sister, the other merely groaned in frustration.

Harper stared at her recognizing the girl, he looked at her with a dumbfounded look but luckily no saw it since his mask was covering his face. Alek Hofferson survived and is a scavenger along with the rest of his batchmates. He saw the twins, his cousin, along with Frank, Cami, Heather and Eret. All behind her with backpacks and weapons in hand.

His lifetime crush, along with his ex-best friend and tormentors survived the outbreak all at Berk safe but him outside wasteland rotting as they stayed at their homes safe from the struggles.

He curled his hand into a fist before he heard Sam yell out. "And who the hell is he?"

Harper wanted to retort before his father did it for him. "Watch it Sam, without him Johann would have never survived the trip and we would be starving for another month even if you got those rations." Stephen said coldly.

"It's alright "chief". Harper started his voice muffled but loud enough for everybody to hear. Everybody's heads snapped at Harper overall looking at him. "I can tell these are the people don't' want me in your town yes. But I have no time for this thank you Johann for the business and good seeing you Stephan I'll see myself out now." Harper said before turning his back and walking away from the group.

"Hold it laddie." A voice interrupted

Harper recognized that voice, it was his godfather's Gerald or what everybody calls him Gobber. With his think Scottish accent, he spoke with the mayor. "Look Stoick, it's getting late. Do yu think the lad needs to rest up a bit before going out of the wasteland?"

"He's right Sir, we should let him stay for the night." Alek spoke out with her hands on her hips looking at Harper with an untrusting look.

Stephan gave it some thought but Harper spoke out "I think the blonde doesn't trust me so I'll get out of your way now." He said in a cold tone.

Alek looked at him with her signature death glare, but Harper looked at her as if she was just another raider acting big outside the wasteland. "Non-sense my boy." Stephan started interrupting their hostile interaction "Besides we are going to have our dinner by then come on and I'll see to it that the inn has a spare room so that you could rest up before heading out."

Harper gave it some thought, he could get a decent meal plus a drink wouldn't hurt. He responded with a shrug before asking. "Do you have a bar?"

That's when Gerald interrupted, "I like the man already Stoick, finding a drink in an apocalypse I like it" elbowing the big man in the gut making him smile.

"Yeah, it's just a small walk next to the great hall can't miss yet, anyhow what is your name?" Gerald asked

"You can call me Drake, now about that meal." Harper said before motioning Stephen to lead him to the great hall. Most of the adults gave him death glares except for Frank who just stared at him with curiosity. Harper noted this before putting his hand behind his back flicking them off in the process. He chuckled silently hearing them mutter before walking out of there view.

(Alek's P.O.V)

As soon as we got in Berk, we noticed a crowd of people. Frank was helping Trevor out after he got shit in the leg because he forgot to get the chicken…. Find her in the supermarket as looted most of it.

While walking we saw Johann with a strange guy, we didn't recognize him as one of Johann's guards since they were trying to block the crowd from the shipping container. He had goggles with black lens, had a black bandana or half-mask whatever you want to call it. His clothes were a mess yet it looked convincing that he stayed in the wasteland for far too long. His dark green poncho covered a dark grey military vest. He had a green long sleeve rolled up, his pants were just regular khakis along with some combat boots.

Overall this guy should not be trusted yet why is Johann putting an arm around him. "Hey Alek who is that guy next to Johann?" Heather asked

I snapped back to reality looking at Heather before shrugging. "I don't know but I have this gut feeling we should not trust him." I told her.

The rest nodded before I motioned them to follow, as we got there we noticed Mayor Haddock was talking to Johann along with the stranger, as we got closer I heard Johann say he's a mercenary. Now that gave me the reason not to trust him.

I interrupted their little chat, followed by Sam yelling who the hell he is. But as usual Mayor Haddock got cold since this "man" protected Johann. What if he forced Johann to bring him in so that he can steal from us when we least expect it.

He just calmly said thank you to Johann, saying his good bye to Mayor Haddock before turning his back and walking away, I smirked in the process before hearing Gobber tell Stephan to at least let the man stay for the night, give him a proper meal before going back out. I got pissed along with the others as I hear Cami and Rebecca scowled.

He retorted calling by calling me a blondie, what an amateur. I just glared at him but he just stared back as if I was not a threat. He asked Stephan if they had a bar only for Gobber to cut in liking the guy already. He chuckled with Gobber before asking what his name is.

He said Drake, but I know its bullshit. As he walked along with them going to the bar. He had the audacity to flick us off from behind. Causing everybody to mutter jackass at the same time.

"Yeah something tells me this guy is bad news." Eret started.

"What do you expect, Johann said he helped them escorting the caravan. Besides Johann is an honest man don't you guys believe him." Trevor said calmly.

"Fish you saw him, he looked like a raider plus Johann said he's a mercenary. A trained and experienced killer." Heather retorted.

"I'm with princess here, he looks like a guy who would fuck someone over." Sam said.

I scowled before approaching him pulling his arm twisting it before knocking him to the ground. "Don't call me princess got it?" I said, irritation in my voice.

"Oh come on babe just stop playing hard to forget you know you want these." Sam said, gesturing his body for emphasis. I heard Heather and Cami almost want for barf, Eret and Frank just glared at him while Trevor petted his chicken.

I was about to kick Sam for a second time before I noticed everybody staring at the great hall, I looked at their direction to see Drake going down the stairs, I had a guess he's going into the bar.

"Come on guys, he's going into the bar now we can get some answers." I informed before walking to the bar followed by the rest of the gang.