Bella Donna

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

"Please!! Please! Stop her!!! I have money!! I can pay!" Their captive begged and choked as a blood-spattered Heather was leaning against one of the wooden posts and cleaning the blood off her nails.

"I really should have worn gloves. Blood is hell to get out," Heather murmured as she looked at the spatter soaking her sleeves, completely ignoring the now bleeding man that Hiccup's doctor was patching up again quite crudely.

"Some hydrogen peroxide on those sleeves would do the trick," Hiccup replied from his seat as the balding man tried to plead for mercy. "Though I would suggest burning that blouse. Nothing of this bastard is making it off this property tonight,"

There was a muffled choke that sounded like a sob and that was when Hiccup finally decided to give the man his attention. "What? You thought you could still escape? Bribe your way out?"

Hiccup crossed one leg over the other and just watched the man come to the realization that he was never going to see the light of day after tonight. "Let's have a pop quiz," Hiccup said in a rather cheerful tone then. "What do pigs eat?"

"Come on, anyone?" Hiccup asked while shifting his head to the side in a questioning manner. "Don't be shy,"

"Uhm... a lot?" Ryker answered while scratching his head.

"Well you aren't wrong per se," Their boss stated while pointedly looking at their captive. "Pigs will eat anything, even a body,"

Another choked sob wracked the man's form. "I...I... Why?"

"Oh come now, surely you should have expected this outcome after all that you did," Hiccup responded, looking all prim and proper in his pinstripe suit. "I mean, a bastard like you had to have seen it coming. You pissed off the wrong people when you kidnapped Astrid and traumatized her son,"

"She had it coming," The landlord spat out. "Flaunting that body of hers and dating," Adrenaline must have been coursing through the man as he surged up, knocking the doctor back, and made a grab for Hiccup's leg. This just resulted in Hiccup planting his foot squarely in the man's face. A crunch could be heard and Heather winced as Hiccup had probably broken her landlord's nose.

"AAAH!!!" The man screamed while clutching his nose. He glared at Hiccup and uttered, "SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE!!!"

"What? Like Connie Fleamont was supposed to be?" Hiccup questioned.

The man stilled at the name and Heather also perked up. "You found Connie?"

Hiccup nodded while he shot the man a nasty look. He proceeded to hand Heather one of the folders Fishlegs had given him. "You know, Fishlegs is really good at what he does," Fish actually blushed as Heather shot him a look before flipping through the file. She read aloud:

"Constance Fleamont a.k.a. Connie, age 32, missing since June 1982. Vehicle recovered...." she mumbled as she read the finer details. "Son, Nicolas Fleamont, age eight, found abandoned walking the streets. Custody returned to immediate family. Died December 22nd 1990 due to domestic violence."

"YOU BASTARD! YOU KNEW WHAT CONNIE WAS RUNNING AWAY!!" Heather put two and two together and just went off on the man "YOU PREYED ON HER, AND WHAT WHEN SHE WASN'T YOUR IDEAL YOU GOT RID OF HER?! THIS KID'S DEATH IS ON YOUR HEAD TOO SINCE THEY HAD TO RETURN HIM TO HIS ABUSERS! YOU FUCKING PIG!"

"Now that's just an insult to pigs." Hiccup admonished. "They don't go around preying on young innocent women. What's even more sick is that this guy didn't want them as wives or slaves but as his mother,"

"Wait what?" Viggo spoke up for the first time in a while as he looked perplexed by Hiccup's statement.

"The second skeleton we found, it was his own mother." Hiccup motioned to the second folder he had gotten. "One Dennise Hamdson, missing since the 60's."