A/N:

So yeah, another one, Sorry for well not updating for a while. My "personal" problem came in and it fucked me especially my thoughts and ideas but now I got to reconcile with them again there to come more to come ladies and gents. Any how's I might start to write the ww2 au but yet I want to finish this before I write it so at the moment I'll pre-write some and post it as soon as this story is at an end.

Anyways no more Authors note jezuz, enjoy.

Chapter Fourteen: Trial can't Justify Justice

(No P.O.V)

As soon as Stephan's fist collided with Harper's cheek, the boy gave a painful groan as he tried to stand up with his now trembling legs. The soldier who cuffed him held him up as Stephan's delivered another punch giving the boy a bruise on his cheek.

The boy groaned as blood started to come out of his mouth, he got up standing straight. Before he collapsed down again, Stephan glared at him before telling the soldier to escort him to jail.

He nodded before dragging Harper into a Humvee, forcefully pushing him in the backseat before driving off. Stephan glared at the direction where the Humvee went before he walked away, seemingly to get some mead.

As for gang, the twins along with Sam and Eret laughed at Harper's suffering. As for Heather, Cami, and Frank, they felt guilt for once since they remembered his days as a runt before the apocalypse happened. Alek on the other hand worried for Harper's sake, since chances are his father might kill him. Exiling him will make no difference since he is already used to the wasteland.

"Finally, I didn't know useless was Drake all along. I could have handle that shrimp at ease." Sam boasted.

That's when Alek finally had enough. "You know Snoutlout of course you can." She started using Harper's nickname. "You can take on "Useless" a man with no conscious when it comes to killing, a man who shows no mercy to a contract he was given to finish, a man who kills people in the most brutal way possible, so I have to ask can you take him?" Alek said harshly

Before Sam can retort Alek continued. "For Thor's sake, you didn't even pull the trigger when Harper specifically wanted you to pull it. If that was Harper holding the gun, he would pull the trigger before you could even say a word." She informed coldly before storming off, away from the group she called "friends".

"What's her problem?" Rebecca asked forgetting the fact that Alek was right.

"Beats me anyways you guys want to get a drink at the edge?" Eret said

Heather, Cami and Frank on the other hand glared at the four realizing they don't care about Harper at all, even after he changed into the man he is today. They turned away from them walking away.

(Alek's P.O.V)

I had enough of them, I mean I had to let it out. Sam's ego needed to burn, somehow right? Gods Harper, how he managed to stand up to his own father after all of the degrading, insults and backlash he was given to the entirety of his childhood. He managed to stand up, brush off the insults and walk away. But I saw deep inside he was hurt, he finally lost hope ever since, he wanted to die, and he had no one to say it to.

He kept everything bottled up, he kept every harsh comment, every insult, every curse to himself. And he didn't care about himself anymore, he gave up. But I saw the real Harper, and I need to set him free. The things he did on the wasteland adds fire to his scars he had as a child.

I walked to the police station where I hope Harper will be held for his trial. I went in only to see at least six officers roaming around, or talking to one another. I walked to the reception desk asking to visit Harper. He scowled before nodding, he got the keys to the cells and ushered me to follow.

We finally reached Harper's cell, it was the last cell out of the six, he was slumped down, hugging his knees, I could have sworn I heard whimper. "Boy's been crying for an hour pathetic, right?" He informed me with a glare at Harper. I gave him my own glare which made him back away from me over all. I saw him leave the room before I went in the cell kneeling next to Harper.

"Harper." I called softly but he didn't respond.

"Harper." I commanded softly this time.

"What did I do to deserve this." Harper responded, his voice hoarse.

"What do you mean?" I started, what is he talking about?

"You're a smart girl Hofferson, figure it out!" He responded coldly

I wanted to punch him, I wanted to kick his ass, hell even kiss him. But not right now, I just sighed before sitting next to him. He still didn't move yet he leaned against me.

"I'm sorry, it's just I'm tired Alek." He apologized.

"Don't be Harper, you have the right to get angry. With me, with your father, and all of Berk. Even the Gods if you have too!" I added.

He chuckled, his voice returning to its normal state. "I'm not so sure mi' lady, maybe Thor would strike me down with his hammer, or Loki with his mischief." He retorted with a smile finally looking at me.

I mentally gasped, Harper looked like a mess overall. He had a bruise on his right cheek where his father punched him and it started to swell. His lip was split into two, I didn't even know his father could do that, his eyes were bloodshot but his pupils made my heart break, it was desperate. It was desperate for love and attention. "Harper." I sighed out before pulling him into a hug.

He reciprocated to quickly, he hugged me tighter as if I'm going to leave him. I just held him tighter, he just placed his head on my shoulder as he sobbed quietly. I played with his hair, soothing him to relax.

After thirty minutes the officer who escorted me came back saying I have to get out now, I nodded before giving Harper a kiss. I went out before looking at Harper who gave me a small smile, I smiled back before leaving.

When I got out, I saw Stephan waiting by the door before he pulled be roughly out of the building. "What are you doing in there!" Stephan accused

"I visited your son, the one you hated and was ashamed for years to come." I retorted before walking away from him.

(No P.O.V)

It was the day Harper was to be judged, most of the Berk wanted him exiled immediately and others want him dead. Either way it was all the same to Harper, his cell opened before he was dragged out. They got in a police cruiser before they drove to the great hall where surprisingly was converted to a court room.

Once in he was escorted to the front of the hall where all of Berk was present sneering and degrading Harper as he walked through. Once there he was coughed and he was presented to his father along with his lieutenants.

"Alright! Settle down we are here once again to judge one of our people!" Stephan announced silencing the room.

"My son, Harper Haddock!" Stephan yelled out causing the room to start booing.

Stephan raised his hand signaling the whole room to be quiet, by now Harper looked around seeing the hateful glares everybody is giving him. He glanced to the left and right hoping to see at least his mother or Alek. He looked to the far right to see his mother along with Alek and the gang. His mother and Alek gave him worried looks, Heather, Cami, and Frank had neutral faces, and the rest of the gang glared at him.

"Now as you all know; my son is the elusive Night Fury. A hired gun in the wasteland, a man with no conscious what so ever. Now what is do you think his verdict should be?" Stephan continued.

The whole room started to yell at the boy to either banish him, exile him, kill him, execute him. So many verdicts on the boy and he didn't care he just looked calm as ever. The police officers on the other hand started to look at him a bit tense, how he can be so calm with a crowd like this sentencing him to his fate.

Before Stephan could speak, Harper spoke. "So, it's either banishment or death." Harper announced before laughing darkly, everybody including his parents and Alek got uncomfortable to see Harper like this. The guards had their nightsticks ready just in case.

Harper stopped laughing before standing up straight glaring at the whole crowd. "I'm a dead man walking anyways so death is no different, I've been shot, stabbed, beaten and tortured for the last five years I'm surprise I'm still walking!" Harper announced coldly before turning around looking at his father dead in the eye.

"Same time I never felt I belong here even before the apocalypse happened. So, banishment is the same as death since the wasteland is practically death waiting for your demise!" Harper said out loud, giving his father one more look before turning around looking at the crowd.

"So here you are, come on! What's my verdict, death or exile? Stephan go on you are to decide here!" Harper said before turning back to his father with a grin.

Everybody in the room was dead on silent, nobody has seen Harper do this in his life. Laugh like a lunatic, not afraid of death himself, not afraid to stand his ground, and most of all disrespect his father. Besides everybody knows that he wants to gain his father's respect.

Stephan clutched the table, seemingly trying to hold out his anger. He looked to see his wife give him a sad look before glaring at him overall. He tried to speak before the hall's doors opened to see a injured soldier coming in along with other soldier carrying wounded.

Stephan saw them before running to them. "What happened?" He asked.

One of the spoke. "It's the outcast sir, they managed to breach one of the walls. We are holding them off, luckily most of the citizens are inside the hall so we didn't need to evacuate anybody.

"All men who can fight line up to the armory, Berk is under attack!" Stephan shouted before running to the armory along with Seth and Gerald behind him. Harper by now got his cuffs off sine he managed to picklock it with a hairpin he kept just in case that happens.

The officers saw this before running at Harper, one had a nightstick and the other had a taser. The officer tried to hit Harper by the stomach before he dodged it swiping his hand to the right. He pulled his arm in, putting it in a lock before he used his left arm elbowing his arm breaking it as he gave a painful scream. His partner tried to tazze Harper before he used him as a shield making him tazze him accidentally. With him taken by surprise, Harper threw the body to the left before jabbing his jaw. He was taken off guard clutching his jaw before Harper kicked him making him slide towards the crowd.

Everybody saw this before two soldiers ran to Harper aiming their rifles at him, Stephan came beside them as he looked at his son. "You said anyone who could fight right? Well here I am." Harper said simply.

The guards still aimed at Harper before Stephan forced their rifles to floor. "Gobber where's the boy's gear?" He asked.

Gerald walked beside him with Harper's gear. Stephan grabbed, giving it to Harper who gave his father a dumbfounded stare.

"Well? Are you going to fight for you home?" He asked.

Harper scowled. "As I said I never belonged here." He said grabbing his gear from his father's hands. Once he wore his vest and poncho, he cocked his rifle before slinging it. "But it's still has decent people to start society all over again and it's my mother's and Alek's home so it's worth fighting for." He ended before walking away.

Everybody stared as Harper as he walked silently to the doorway, they heard gunshots and explosions outside which surprised everybody. Harper sighed before pulling the doors open, grabbing his half-mask, pulling out his rifle before he ran down the steps into a warzone. With the gang and all of Berk behind him.