A/N:

Here it is another update, "Que crowd clapping with children cheering." Yes how "pleasant" to add such affects xd. So yes sorry again I had to fix my mind same goes for my sched since I'm still in the midst of summer so I have so much time yet I'm either over sleeping, over thinking, over reading and over playing. Summary I need a social life xd, anyways here it is lads and lasses

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Oh, I'm looking forward to seeing how Hiccuo deals with Mildew!

Well spoiler he does not die yet yes, I know sad but does get how you say put in his place, read to find out how :)

Enough of this non-sense, but I wish it was not xd, Enjoy ze story.

Chapter Eighteen: A Sinner or Redeemer

(No P.O.V)

It was the retrial of Harper Haddock, another hearing for Harper's case on why he should be either banished or killed. Harper this time was not in chains instead was escorted by Gerald, but this time the crowd didn't sneer at his presence instead glared at him which is an uplifting case for Harper.

By now Harper stood in front of everybody, he looked to the right side to see his unofficial girlfriend along with his mother and unofficial friends. But all joys in his mind stopper as an old man came in, limping with a walking stick with a weird looking mutt behind him.

Ah Mildew, repulsive, annoying, I mean Harper thought how did he survive? Any how's Mildew came in glaring at the boy as Harper kept a cool gaze thinking he was just another intimidator in the wasteland.

"You see, the boy isn't scared!" Mildew began but his real name was Nicholas, yeah, I know Nicholas sounds like a saint in Harper's ears.

"Yeah obviously you old coon, I've learnt to see fear right in the eyes. How do you think I survived for so long while you cower behind those walls?!" Harper retorted smiling.

"How dare you, you're nothing but trouble boy. The moment I laid eyes upon you trouble already followed you?" Mildew condemned

Harper smiled even harder trying to suppress a laugh. "Yeah, I'm sure Mildew you know trouble always smells like a bag of shit, right?" Harper mocked

"And you are trouble boy, you brought those outcasts right on our doorstep!" Mildew accused, not soon after everybody started to murmur.

Harper laughed and it was a joyful laugh, he clutched his stomach looking at Mildew who in turn gave him a cold glare. He wheezed a bit before straitening up his post giving Mildew his on glare. "You sure about that "Nicholas", go to Savage's body. I'm pretty sure you'll see a hole right on his eye with this." Harper informed pulling out from his vest a magazine before pulling a 7.62 x 39 caliber out of it showing it around the room.

"You'll see, but maybe not since chances are he's body is long gone. Oh! Here's a witness ask Alvin how many fingers I sliced from that pathetic bastard." Harper said darkly which made the room start to fear him.

Mildew tried to stand his ground but Harper continued. "Is this about your general store, well It's not my fault you didn't renovate for merely twenty years when cement and bricks came in. You still used the same old building for too many years old man, and I know you're thinking I'm a good for nothing kid. Well this "kid" saved your town, this "kid" saved your lives. So, let me ask you am I trouble?" Harper announced confidently

Vallory, Stephan, Alek and the rest of Berk were gob smacked to hear Harper stand up and confidently if they might add. Mildew tried to find another come back but found non-instead walked out with Fungus snarling at Harper before following its master.

The rest of the crowd were silent before Mulch got up. "I vote for Harper Haddock to stay." He announced, followed by Bucker who rose his hand. Not soon after his mom, Alek and friends rose their hands but the girls needed to force the guys to raise there's not soon after the whole was anonymous.

"So, it is then Harper Haddock gets to stay. My son has returned!" Stephan yelled causing the crowd to cheer.

Harper didn't know what to feel. Happy, relieved, angry, pissed, after all of these years he just felt he needed to stop resisting destiny so he settled with happy and relieved that he gets to stay here where he belonged.

Alek ran to Harper pulling him into a hug, after that Harper instantly gave his mother a hug which she accepted to well. His father came forward as Harper pulled off staring at the man.

"Welcome back, son." He said simply.

Harper nodded his head before walking out of the hall with Alek beside him. But not the gang, Sam and the rest still think there's a score to settle. He's using a crutch for the mean time after Harper threw a knife at his leg.

Once they were left in the hall they started to talk about taking revenge on Harper. As if he was still the same boy back from five years.

(Harper's P.O.V)

So, this is it my new life. No longer a mercenary or a wastelander, maybe I can live in peace for once have a life with Alek finally. I went to the bar to drink since old habits never die with Alek close behind me this time.

"So, you sure you can handle your liquor mi' lady. I heard you were a lightweight." I smirked.

She rolled her eyes giving me a punch at the arm, violence is always the answer with her. "Oww, violence is not the answer mi' lady." I teased.

"And you use that against me since you're the peacekeeper and not some hired gun." She retorted with a smirk.

"Well you know me, I earn for a living so yes of course I'm used to the violence. Kind of the point when I told I'd go guns blazing back when we were being chased." I told her smirking.

She just laughed before we reached the Edge, I let her in before I followed. We entered to see the bar empty, Gobber must have went with dad. "Hey you've been here before; do you know where he stashes his drinks? I asked Alek

She shrugged her shoulder before out of nowhere a figure came in from the front door holding a shotgun, I instantly kicked the door forcing him to stay on the door way before I pulled out my pistol aiming at the figure to see Gobber with his wide eyes.

"Gobber?!" I yelped, surprised.

"Yu' were abut' to shoot' meh tha' hel' lad?!" Gobber retorted angry, I sheepishly rubbed my neck letting him in along with picking up his shotgun.

"You could have come through the side door Gobber." I told him

"Ye, did yu read tha sign', closed!" Gobber informed pointing at the sign which says at our side open.

"Well since you're here why not I pay you to serve me and mi' lady here a drink." I told him with a smile.

"Sarky little twerp." Gobber mumbled walking to the bar.

"Hey give me some credit, you liked my sass." I told him with a huge grin.

"Ye thatz' tha unly' reason why I missed you lad, yur' pleasant come backs against meh customers who degrade yu." Gobber retored with a smile.

"Hey not my problem they can't answer my comebacks with common sense." I grumbled sitting at a booth with Alek by my side.

"How long have you worked for Gobber?" Alek whispered.

"When I was six, one of the reasons why I kept on inventing as a kid. His well garage became my workshop or a place to get away from another siege as my dad attacks me with his criticisms." I told Alek.

"Does your dad always well compare you with well everybody he wishes for you to be?" Alek asked, her eyes looking at me with worry.

I sighed before leaning to her shoulder. "If you were on my shoes, you would try your hardest in the most stubborn way possible earning my father's respect. He kept comparing me with my physical attributes, he does care about my intellect since I always get high grades but he does not approve of me being well an architect or an artist. He wants me to be him, a respected man, a man who can inspired, change lives, who does so much paper work involving nothing but boring rules and changes. That's not me Alek, I never wanted to be like him. A politician stuck on his work. He has no time for his family including his one and only son." I told her softly.

Alek sighed before leaning closed to me as well. "You can't blame him Harper, he only wants what's best for you like all parents do. He just well has a hard time showing it including affection since he has to act big and smart in the community, do you think people would follow a role model who can't act like one?" Alek told me.

I shake my head in disagreement, she smiled before softly kissing my cheek. "Give in time Harper, besides your physical attributes are how you say too much for everybody's case." She told me with a small blush.

I smiled before kissing her, Gobber came in with the drinks with tears in his eyes? "I can't believe meh boy found tru love!" Gobber exclaimed dramatically.

Alek laughed while I gave him a small eye roll before pulling out from my pack six dimes. He smiled telling me that the next few drinks are on the house, we both said thank you drinking and chatting at the same time.

Then the door opened reveling no other than the gang, and so far, I can tell they were finding Alek. Not to close since they went to our table.

"Okay Alek you're starting to well scare us, since when did you like that?" Rebecca asked.

"I have a name, use it." I said coldly before pulling out my knife before doing tricks with it, one of the few things that well keep me relax.

"What is your problem, the four of you keep seeing Harper like he's the enemy." Heather argued.

"Because he is the enemy and will always be one, besides shrimp can't handle himself without his toys!" Eret exclaimed

"Yeah I bet he can't beat us in one go." Trevor suggested.

I just kept calm but on the other hand cracking their skulls could be entertaining, but it's not worth it. I simply shrugged before dropping my knife on the table before drinking another round. I saw Eret walking slowly to me with his eyes on my knife.

I simply ignored him, pretending I didn't see him move busy with my drink. He then grabbed but I slammed my mug on his hand before hammering it down, exerting force with my elbow forcing him to let go.

I simply placed my mug down before getting my knife back, I noticed Eret clutch his hand with a few drops of blood coming from the injured man. Alek just watched the confrontation calm as ever before drinking her round.

"So, you guys want to fight me, happened already remember same time same place. Problem is I got the three of you out cold in a matter of minutes." I retorted with a smirk.

The guys scowled at my cocky remark, I on the other hand just smiled at them while Heather Cami, and Frank went to the bar grabbing their own drinks and sitting on out table.

"See you guys still see me as what, Hiccup the Useless!" I told them coldly before pulling my knife out and slamming it through table leaving only the handle to there view. "I promise you, I've never been more useful after I shed blood on the wasteland. No get out of my sight." I ended glaring at them before they all walked out of the bar.

"When did you become a bad ass?" Cami grinned.

"Um, let's say during my Third year on the wasteland. Needed to be a myth after all." I responded.

"What do you mean myth?" Alek asked with a brow up.

"Well you see well as I told you I am the Night Fury, our well group I used to be in base our code names on dragons based on our skills. And since I'm a good shot and well a shadow that's how I got it along with the stuff toy mom gave me." I answered truthfully.

"And what about the guys back at the inn, the guys who want you dead. Who are they Grimborn right?" Heather asked.

I scowled mentally but not showing in physically. I sighed before talking. "Well as I said I have a dark past, and well those people from that past want me dead. So they hired bounty hunters to well kill me which for them is unfortunate since there well dead."

By now the three of them gave me questioning looks so I looked for Alek asking mentally for help which she saw too fast. "So, you were outside in the wasteland how did the infection start?

Shit Mala told me not to say this but the truth has to come out eventually. "I don't know during my time in the group, we asked traders, wanderers and travelers. They all said that it started at Mexico that's it followed by spreading worldwide. They said that media was paid by the government to keep their mouths shut since they thought they could contain the disease by closing the border which failed so here we are now after five years." I answered calmly, leaving the fact that we're the only ones affected by the disease.

They all nodded, trying to talk the information in. Gobber came in serving us another round before we started drinking again.