A/N:

Well well well, I am late indeed. So yes I did not update for I guess a week. I was busy with other things xd. I needed a small brake and here I am lol.

Same goes for reading books in my shelf which I bought recently xd so I had to read them.

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Chapter Nineteen: Unexpected Visitors

(No P.O.V)

After the trial and so called friendly gathering involving drinks, everybody is mostly drunk except for Harper who just accompanied Alek in walking back home. "Harper, why i-is the ground moving?" Alek asked in her drunk state.

Harper tried to surpass a chuckle, since it was actually funny to see Alek drunk and cute in his case.

"No mi' lady you just had too much to drunk." Harper answered pulling her closer by the hip.

"Ya sure, I can handle my me-ead quite well!" She yelled out.

Harper chuckled before they almost reached her home, while walking Harper couldn't stop looking at her. He's either thinking it's the mead or his very own imagination since she looks like as if she's brightening up from the illumination of the night sky against her skin. She still looked beautiful in the night light, as if she's a Valkyrie hand-picked by Odin himself and he's just another warrior swept away from battle by her he thought.

Once they reached home, they both said their goodbyes before Alek pulled Harper to a sloppy kiss which at first weirded him out but he accepted it either way.

Harper thought he should go back to the hotel before he clutched his pack along with his rifle walking to the hill just across the neighborhood. As he approached he started to have a hard time breathing as he clutched his pack before he approached the mansion's door.

He gave in a deep breath before knocking on the door, after a few minutes the door opened reviling his mother.

"Harper!" Vallory exclaimed pulling him into a hug where Harper accepted immediately.

"Hey mom, um can I well stay here?" Harper asked embarrassed.

Vallory gave him a questioning look that says "Are you serious?", she instantly ushered him to come in.

"You must be joking son, this is your home of course you can stay and I'm sure your father will be pleased that you're here." She responded.

"Val who's at the door?" A voice boomed in before Stephan came in looking at the boy with wide eyes.

"Hey dad." Harper said sheepishly, trying to hold is grudge against his father for his mother's sake.

"Harper um are you going to stay here?" He stuttered out.

"Well this is my home right dad?" Harper asked.

"Of-of course son, this has always been your home, right?" Stephan responded, the conversation was getting awkward for the both of them.

"In terms, I have been born here so I guess I have been always a part of Berk." Harper responded softly, mentally thinking if he was a part of Berk for so long.

"Well look at the time you know I need my sleep so yeah I'll be at my room." Harper started before running to his room.

"Good night son!" Both parents yelled before they heard a door close.

Both parents looked at each other, before Stephan went back to his study along with Vallory going back to the living room.

Harper on the other hand was looking at his room, admiring the same look it had before he left for the evacuation center. He saw the drawers all and cabinet doors closed along with his table clean from all of his papers he used to draw new ideas. His whiteboard along with his pin board still have the same ideas and drawings left behind after all of these years.

The bed still had the same sheets, he looked again to his study table noticing his apple computer untouched. Yet he won't have any use for it right now he thought.

He simply placed his pack on the side of his bed, he removed his gear placing them beside his study table. He opened the cabinet taking a black t-shirt, a khaki short and some boxers and throwing it on the bed. He removed his long sleeve, pants and pair of boxer's he's been using for so long. He placed it on the laundry basket inside his room noting that he needed to do his laundry again.

He grabbed the towel hanged in his cabinet before closing it, he walked to the bathroom taking a hot shower. After that he opened his medicine cabinet taking out a toothbrush and toothpaste and brushing his teeth before looking at the mirror. Satisfied he dried his hair before hanging the towel back in the cabinet.

He grabbed his pistol and knife placing it under his bed since he got used to that routine as he slept throughout his entire life in the wasteland, he turned off the lamp before slept toke over his entire system.

(Time Skip)

Harper groaned as the sunlight came through the window, he covered his face with his pillow before going back to sleep. He was about to sleep before the door had a distinct knock annoying Harper.

Harper groaned louder, tired. "Few minutes!" he grumbled out.

"You sure about that merc, it's like three in the afternoon!" The voice from the door teased.

Harper recognized that voice before his lips formed a small smile, he sighed before standing up. The knocks became louder annoying Harper at the same time making his hangover a little bit worst.

He opened the door reveling a grinning Alek, wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans. Harper stared at her noticing every curve emphasizing in her body. He looked up to see her blushing, same goes for him before he ushered her to come in.

"What time did you wake up?" Harper asked sitting down on the bed followed by Alek.

"You know about ten with a bit of hangover mixed with it, how are you so calm when you should be pissed by now?" Alek asked.

"Well for some reason I have a high tolerance to alcohol so it would take me a lot more than seven rounds to get me drunk even if it's mead, I remember it took me like twelve shots of whiskey to get drunk." Harper said grinning.

"No way! Nobody can handle their alcohol except for… your… father…." Alek said dumbfoundedly.

"Well theirs you answer." Harper said rolling his eyes

Harper fell on the bed followed by Alek snuggling up to him. "So, I can tell you're going to stay here for good?" Alek asked

"Well no I still need to well earn some money and I have a friend very close to me that I should visit some time so chances are I might not be here." Harper responded scratching his head.

"And I'm coming with." Alek said simply.

"Well I can't stop you there." Harper muttered.

Not soon after Stephan came in with a serious face. "Harper a group of men came in said they want to talk to you, you know these people?" Stephan asked.

"Depends, I didn't see them yet so?" Harper responded.

"Cut the sas boy, they said they have a bounty to collect." Stephan responded.

Immediately Harper rose from the bed, taking of his shirt and shorts before wearing a red long sleeve along with black pants, he wore his armor leaving his poncho, he got his gear on before slinging his rifle.

"Where are they?" Harper asked to coldly.

Stephan nodded telling them to follow, Harper came with Alek not far behind.

While walking he saw they were heading for the gate, he saw seven figures looking wearing mostly wasteland armor with typical wasteland guns. He saw most of them pointing their guns at the guards while the guy in the middle smiled, which Harper guessed was the leader. He got a bandana on just in case covering his face.

"Why do you need that?" Alek whispered as they got closer.

"I don't need them knowing who I really am." Harper answered.

As they approached the man in the middle grinned wider walking forward. "Ah the elusive Night Fury in the flesh!" The man said.

"And who are you, president of your fan club?" Harper retorted

"Hahaha, everybody is a comedian right. No, I am here to collect your bounty so how about this, I don't kill you and these fine people and you come forward or if not, things will go really bad." He said pulling out a Glock.

"Yeah how about this, go fuck off!" Harper retorted pulling out his handgun.

Not soon after Alek followed with the guards pointing at the man with his men, they did the same things before the man spoke.

"Who, alright settle down boys and girls. How about this we just kill you and these people since the bounty says alive or dead!" He exclaimed as his smiled wider.

"And who are you, one of Viktor's fuck toys?" Harper asked being harsh as possible.

"No more like business partner, forgot to introduce myself. John Irven at your service but my friends call me Johnny." He introduced.

"And my name is Toothless since I'm about to bash that smile out of your face." Harper retorted.

He smiled wider. "Hm hm hm, what a bad ass indeed! Why can't you be like him Matt, you're a bunch of pussies not like him!" Johnny said as he pointed at Harper.

Not soon after a gun shot was heard as three of John's men fell, with that Harper instantly shot killing the man at front while the guards killing the rest. Harper charged at John as he was about to fire at him. He tackled him as his gun flew away. He gave him a right hook before headbutting him, Harper turned him around forcing him to face the pavement.

"Where the hell is Viktor same goes for Drago!" Harper yelled.

John laughed. "Not sure ask Siri, by the way my phone is at the right pocket." He taunted.

Harper bashed his jaw on the pavement. John gave a groan before laughing harder. Harper got irritated before bashing his jaw again and again, after about four bashes Harper let go of his head dropping it on the pavement by now is covered in his blood and some of his teeth.

Harper forced John to face him, he looked at his jaw almost not recognizable. His smile disappeared and was replaced with a fearful quivering lip.

"Open your mouth!" Harper growled.

He instantly replied showing Harper his teeth on the bottom either gone or shattered. Some on the top still looked intact so Harper gave on strong jab effectively knocking him out.

Harper got up dusting himself off, he looked around noticing the scared looks of the soldiers, with his father looking at him with wide eyes and Alek with concern.

"Bring him to Alvin, I'll talk to him maybe in a week." Harper said simply.

His father nodded, motioning the guards to carry John's unconscious body by that I mean drag.

Alek approached him slowly placing to of her fingers at her chin with the other hand entwining with his. "You alright Harper?" Alek whispered, her voice soft.

"I guess but who in nine realms shot first?" Harper asked.

"That would be me Drake!" A voiced yelled as he climbed off the wall.

"Shitty security by the way." The man taunted, he had a BMX helmet covering his eyes with goggles, he wore a greenish trench coat with his pack behind him. He held a Remington MSR painted in black.

"No shit, no can suppose the great "Demsey Arcenson!" Harper said waving his hands dramatically.

"That's my name, nice enough that I have a fan." He retorted removing his goggles hanging it loosely around his neck followed by pulling of his helmet.

The guards pointed their rifles at him before Harper approached them gesturing for them to stand down, the looked at Stephan to which he nodded. The soldier stood down with their fingers at the trigger.

Quickly Demsey pulled Harper into a hug which he accepted. "So, enough bullshit aside I guess they know who you are Harper?"

"You could say that yes but what are you doing here?" Harper said smiling.

Immediately Demsey's smiled disappeared and was replaced with a serious one.

"There on you to Harper, and chances are you might not be safe any longer." Demsey started.