A/N:

Back with dem updates, so far this story is well going smoothly. I got an idea so far for a crime and ww2 au but it depends. I'll also try to brainstorm for a modern hiccstrid au. No sure depends if I can get my ass up from bed.

Anyways back to the story.

Chapter Five: Did I Answer your Questions

(Harper's P.O.V)

Walking to the great hall relived some of my childhood experiences, I can remember me and mom playing here. We would race a lot to see who is faster and usually I was always first place.

I didn't see mom with dad so I have to guess she's at home with Skullcrusher and Cloudjumper. During the evacuation mom wouldn't leave without our dogs or so to say puppies so we got them in the car and drove off. Mom and Dad hand carried them and they actually behave well considering a mass panic and stampede happened during the time before I got separated from them.

While walking I just looked around Berk to see nothing has changed well except for military and police personnel roaming around the streets. We passed through my old high school to see it was converted to a housing area.

"This is where you will be staying, come I'll see to it that there's a spare room." Dad informed before I followed him behind along with Uncle Seth and Gobber. We entered and I saw the school hasn't changed either except for the makeshift walls creating a barrier between the rooms and there was a reception desk just in the middle.

"Ah hello Mrs. Hofferson, I have a guest who would stay for the night." Dad started. A woman who actually looked like Alek came into view, of course Harper she's her mom. No shit they wouldn't look like each other. My thoughts mentally scolded.

"Of course, Mister Haddock, here you go." She said handing me a key. "Your room is room 213, if you don't know it it's the principal's office."

I just nodded my head before facing my father. "Excuse me Mister Haddock, I'm going to drop of my gear you can go to the mead hall I'll follow." I said calmly before he nodded leaving the building.

I walked to the corridor, seeing the lockers still clean after five years. The hallway still had the senior prom banner just up top along with the posters. I smiled weakly remembering my life here, miserable and here I am now killing for a living.

I got to room 213 before unlocking the door to see the office turn into a plain old room. I had a queen size bed, not sure why it would be a queen. I had one cabinet, two dressers, a mirror, and a room extended outside with a door which I am guessing is a bathroom.

I sighed before removing my gear, leaving them in the closest. I smelled the room and Thor almighty it smells like a rotting corpse, has to be me. I opened the closest again to see a towel neatly hanged. I grabbed the towel before going in the bathroom and taking a shower.

The water was hot, not something I would expect since most inns had cold freezing water but it will do I guess. Once done I checked my pack to see I have a spare red long sleeve along with some khakis. I wore them wearing my belt, hooking on my leather spaulder. I placed the knife sheathe along with it before placing my holster for my handgun in my belt. I got my other half-mask on I painted that looked like a dragon, I mentally smiled old habits never die.

I was thinking to wear my goggles before leaving them, no one would notice me after five years besides I was technically a no one back then, I got my room key but I got a gut feeling someone would break in my room, just my wasteland senses must be acting up again five years in hell could do that to you. Just taking precautions I got my gear and hid it behind the cabinet moving the dressers to cover the cracks.

Contented, I got my room key and headed for the great hall, while walking I looked around Berk. It still looked like a quiet mountain town, still had you typical Viking spirit. Most buildings having Scandinavian decorations such as helmets, shields, and weapons. Over all nothing has changed still the same old town I grew up in.

I got to the staircase leading to the great hall, the fires from the torches extinguished. Must have dosed them off since the outcast are trying to raid Berk. I got up the staircase opening the massive door only to be greeted with loud music, loud crowd and drunks mostly dad's age. Nothing has changed, I chuckled. I went in only to have the festivities interrupted, the music stop, everybody stared at me, some even murmuring, most of the drunks looked at me with a either a scowl or a sneer.

Reminds me of your wasteland bar outside the Mojave, I ignored them before seeing a buffet table full of food. I walked to it to see a sign that says "Once you get a meal, No take backs." I just looked carefully to see a selection of fresh meet. My stomach grumbled, it's been so long ever since I got a decent meal.

I got a plate stuffing in a turkey leg along with a rib eye. I got some mash potatoes before finding an empty table to my surprise there was one, just at the edge of the room. As I walked I looked around to see the office area where dad worked along with the government officials was converted to an armory. I wonder where dad's office is.

I ate faced the other way so people wouldn't see my face as I removed my half-mask eating silently. After ten minutes, I finished contented yet I was still hungry but the decent meal had to do. I got my plate left in the dishwashing area before going out of the hall. I walked down the stairs recalling what dad said, the bar was just a walk from the hall. I looked around to see a neon sign called "The Edge." Must be that, as I started to walked I felt someone tailing me. I just kept calm as I entered the edge and I was surprised there was not many people. As I got on the counter I saw Gobber manning the fort, Gobber was well he's an alcoholic. And since we use mostly use mead instead of alcohol it was really strong. But still he is the was the owner of "The Forge" a mechanic shop beside the bar. I wonder when Gobber opened this up.

I sat on one of the bar stools only be greeted by the two-limbed man. "Ah Drake, great to see yu. Now!" Gobber said taking me in by surprise. "What would yu like?"

I just smiled under my mask. "Do you have any whiskey?"

Now that's when Gobber gave me a disgusted look. "Me' boy you're at Berk, one of the few places that actually sell real alcohol. Tell you what take this, it's me very own secret brew, on the house." He said with a smile.

I chuckled before nodding in agreement, he went to a barrel nearby before pumping the keg as the mead came out pouring in the wooden mug. He gave it to me before politely saying goodbye telling me if I have another drink I'm paying for it. Typical Gobber, I saw him exit the bar before sitting on a table nearby with his very own mug drinking while reading a book. Gobber reading when did that happen?

I looked around to see a table in a corner, I sat there drinking my mead quietly. I still needed to fix my mask, so I got to work. Hopefully Gobber wouldn't notice what I'm doing. I got my knife as I started to make adjustments along with my pocket tool. I fixed the mask by creating a small hook holding the jaw of my mask since it covered half of my face and my most of my neck.

I tested it out and it work out just fine, as I drank in silence I heard the door open hearing the ball come along without. I looked behind to see oh are you serious, it was the gang and they all looked at me with their own glares.

I saw Gobber got up taking their orders most of them getting mead except Alek, Frank, Heather and Cami. The rest got their mugs cheering before sitting in a booth just across from me.

I just kept silent, and I can tell their whispering since Trevor and Rebecca are horrible in that department. I heard shuffling before I know it Alek, Heather and Cami sat at my table with their very own mugs.

(No P.O.V)

The girls sat at Harper's table, Heather sitting to the left, Cami at the right and Alek in front of him. "And I suppose you don't trust me and now you're going to interrogate me right blonde?" Harper started amused before gulping another round.

The girls looked at him with their very own glares. "And I suppose you're going to answer them?" Alek retorted.

Harper gave small chuckle before drinking another round. "Interesting now please do ask these questions blonde but first what are your names." Harper asked.

"We should be asking you that." Heather responded. Harper rolled his eyes causing the girls to glare even harder. "As I said my name is Drake, thats all there is to it. Now answer my question since I politely answered yours." Harper said in a cold tone giving his own glare causing them to actually have their eyes widen in what fear?

When did I have that kind of strength to actually scare my life time tormentors. That's when Cami spoke, "Fine I'm Cami, the girl to you right is Heather." She pointed to the raven-haired girl giving him an icy glare. "And lastly Alek, try not to piss her off." She said with a smirk.

"Now that introductions are done." Harper said pulling out his knife starting to toy with it, looking at Alek straight in the eyes. "What do you want?"

"What are you really doing here?" She asked in an accusing tone

Harper merely groaned irritated. "As what trader Johann said he hired me to escort his caravan to Berk nothing special there."

That's when Alek had a stare down with Harper, But Harper looked well bored just looking at the girl. She saw him looking at her straight in the eyes as his emeralds shined upon her very soul. Thank Gods the table had a lamp next to it to cover he small blush forming up her cheek. She never seen the intensity of such eyes never before in her life except for one person.

Harper, she remembered Harper. The quiet, witty, smart and sarcastic individual. The only guy in their batch who never came back to Berk after being separated from his parents. She was too busy thinking about the situation that she didn't notice Heather calling her name.

She snapped back at her dazed state only to see the girls look at her with concerning looks, well except Harper who was smirking well she can tell since his eyes formed a smirking look.

"What's so funny?" She said irritation in her voice

Harper gave an amusing scoff before drinking his mead, until it was empty. While drinking Cami tried to snatch Harper's handgun to which he responded with a knife pointed at her throat. She looked surprised before she saw Harper grabbed her arm going for the handgun. And his grip was really hard, the girl started to feel a slight pain as he held her arm tighter causing the girl to close her eyes in pain as she bit her teeth.

Heather pulled out her knife trying to grab Harper putting him in a headlock. He swiped the girl hand before letting go of the two of them. Harper smirked behind their backs before taking his mug and going to the counter, Gobber was too busy drinking that he didn't notice Harper hold out three dimes. Most coins are converted to today's currency since paper money was well not that comforting and it lost its value as time passed. Gobber nodded getting another mug of mead.

"Hey where do you think you're going?" Harper heard Alek yell causing the not only the girls to stand up but also the rest of the gang approaching him. He actually felt fear since this felt like high school all over again. I'm not Hiccup Haddock anymore, I'm Harper Haddock or better known as Night Fury. One of the few deadliest mercenaries in the wasteland.

Harper just grabbed his mead before finishing the mug in less them two seconds. Before throwing the mug at Sam followed by him jabbing Eret in jaw. That's when most of the guys started to charge at Harper expect for Frank who stayed behind the gang.

Sam got Harper on a headlock before he retaliated with carrying Sam by the shoulder and body slamming him into the nearest the table. The boy gave a groan before staying in the ground. Eret grabbed him by the body holding him up as Trevor tried to get a few hits of him. He kicked Trevor back causing the boy to stumble back, he gave a nasty headbutt to Eret causing the Brit to have his nose bleeding followed by Harper giving him another headbutt knocking him out cold.

Trevor ran to Harper giving a battle cry before he just went to the side tripping Trevor in the process, the boy fell hitting the wall knocking him out. He was about to talk when someone unexpecting gave him a punch, and boy it was painful.

Harper held his jaw before looking at the assailant to see Alek with her fist held high. Harper craned his neck causing it to crack, he saw most of the girl's wince before Harper came forward. Alek tried to go for another swing until she noticed her first stop only to see Harper glaring at her hard.

"Alright stop this right now!" A shout so hard it caused everybody to wince. They looked at the source to see Gobber glaring at everybody. They had their heads down expect for Harper who looked at him with a sorry look.

"Lok at meh bar, you lot had to trouble yourselves with tha lad!" Gobber yelled out. But before anyone could speak Gobber continued. "And don't blame this on Drake. I saw Cami try to pickpocket his gun before Heather tried to get the man in a headlock. He was merely doing it self-defense you are all to blame here not 'im."

"I don't kno' why you don't trust the lad but from his polite gestures so far he's a decent lad, more decent than most of yu!" Gobber scolded.

He calmed down before facing Drake. "Hey look sorry about them, I'm sure Stoick would be pissed about this. This isn't the Berkian way, what they did was the Viking way. How about another drink on the house, and don't worry about the furniture I needed to replace them anyway." Gobber said with a small smile

Harper just shaked his head before pulling out from his pocket two nickels. "Look it's my fault since I look untrust worthy. Here take these as a token of thanks for that mead." Harper said calmly before dropping it at the counter walking out of the bar.

As he was about to close the door he spoke out. "Now that was a nice chat by the way blondie, did I answer all of your questions." Harper said in a joyful tone giving Alek an amusing look before leaving the bar. As for the boys, they won't get up anytime soon.