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Featured song for this chapter: Kings of the Sea By: Karliene. Thanks for the recommendation! Keep sending me more music guys! It always helps to motivate me!*
(Y/n)'s clan had raided for as long as he could remember, they sacked, looted, and burned many castles and villages along the coast. (Y/n) people were strong masters of the sea, they were fearsome savage people to others but on each other they were all kin.
It was time for the first raid of the year on a castle ruled by King Magne and his Queen. They ruled over a large castle that over looked a cliff right to the ocean it was perfect.
It would also be his first raid
(Y/n) trained eagerly always going on hunts with the elders favoring the dane axe rather than other weapons.
As much as he trained he was never favored by any of his clanmates always ordered to do the manual labor whilst they feasted indoors out of the snow, he was never allowed in until he was done.
This raid will prove them wrong he could be a great viking.
Now here he waited on a ship braving the sea. He had cut off the hair on the side of his head giving him a fade and left the top to be tied back into a braid going down the back of his neck. His beard was neatly trimmed unlike most of his comrades and kin. He had also tied a braid into the end of his beard for tradition's sake just as a good luck charm.
"My mother told me someday I would buy!" One man sung out waiting for other to join.
"Galley with good oars! Sail to distant shores!" The chorus including (Y/n) responded.
"Stand up on the prow, noble barque I steer!"
"Steady course to the haven!"
"Hew many foe men! Hew many foe men!"
They pressed on their voices singing over the crashing waves they hoped it would help them reach their destination and also calm the creatures who lurked below.
(Y/n) prayed for the Allfather's courage in the all to soon battle to take place.
And a battle it was, they had reached the cliff's wall catapults were launching balls of fire at the ships taking a few down to the depths. (Y/n) gritted his teeth as they docked at the wall and threw hooks to the top and climbed.
They had their own catapults and were shelling the fortress luckily they had blown a significant hole in the wall.
"Ha, we shall all drink in the halls after this!" One of his comrades growled eagerly.
"May Odin's grace carry us through battle warrior." (Y/n) responded gripping his Dane axe in anticipation as mercenaries hired to protect the fortress blocked the way from food and plunder.
"VALLHALLLAAA!!!!!!" (Y/n) shouted raising his dane axe whilst his brethren yelled out
"VALHALLA HAHA!!!" his comrades cheered as they charged (Y/n) joined the fray swinging wildly killing mercenaries viciously.
(Y/n) fought he realized the mercenaries were attempting to protect something...or someone. (Y/n) grinned wickedly plunder!
"Protect the princess! Get her back to the castle-ugh!" (Y/n) swung his axe slicing the warriors throat as he entered a cathedral.
"To the halls with you all." (Y/n) stated as he looked around something felt off, they fought so hard for this place? What value was there in here? Then he heard a noise.
(Y/n) watched as a girl dropped a book to the floor fear and terror in her eyes.
Tears welled up in the young ladies eyes she looked meek and helpless as she backed up to the wall as (Y/n) stalked closer.
Charlie cried how had this savage get past the royal guards? She was going to die now, or he would do worse to her. Charlie let out a 'please don't hurt me' as she stayed against the wall as (Y/n) was a foot from her.
"I..no death." The Savage stated in broken English as he kept eye contact and stalked past her not caring about her leaving the cathedral.
Charlie put a hand to her chest to attempt to calm her breathing, he spared her why? He was a savage they always killed women and children or so Charlie thought.
Why did she also think he was handsome!?
Sure, he was potentially going to kill her or do unspeakable things to her like she was told how Vikings did but why did the Warborn Viking have to be so frightening and handsome?
Maybe she was just delirious from the adrenaline rush and the fear of death yes, that had to be it. Charlie could hear the Viking and mercenaries fight reinforcements must've arrived from the castle!
"How do you plead in the light of God?" One of the mercenaries stated on the other side of the door.
"To hel with you! I shall join my brethren in the halls of Valhalla!" Then the sound on a swing and cut flesh was heard then a loud thud.
'They must be executing the prisoners' Charlie thought then realized something, that Viking who spared her would die too.
She couldn't let that happen.
So with little thought, she pushed through the chapel doors.
"Wait!"
To be continued...(maybe)
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--Hazbin Hotel -- Charlie x Male reader oneshots! AUs! and scenarios!
Fanfiction(Y/n) was a sinner, a dirty no good bastard. That's what (Y/n) thought of himself worth nothin' and deserved to be in hell. He used to be a soldier who killed men, so (Y/n) welcomed his fate.
