I wanted to apologize for the hiatus I've been on. It's been wayyyy to long, but I'm back now. I wanted to let you guys now that I have the first chapter of a full fledged story I'm working on. It's called "The Terror of Whitechapel" it's an AU takes place in Victorian England. Yes, it does have Hiccstrid. I figured I'd give you a little taste below. If you do enjoy reading it, please drop a review, it means a lot. Enjoy!

Footsteps echoing off the walls in the dark alley caused Astrid to quicken her pace. She cursed herself for being so careless. Everyone knew it was suicide to walk these streets after dark. Not with him on the loose. Things had gotten so bad that not even the coppers patrolled this area anymore.

He heart rate sped up rapidly as she realized her followers footsteps had also quickened. No longer caring about maintaining the illusion of being calm, she broke out into a full on sprint. By the gods was she glad she had decided to wear a tunic and leggings as opposed to a her normal dress.

Panting heavily she rounded a corner that bottomed out into a dead end. She swore viciously. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Trying desperately not to break down and give into the terror that was clawing its way up her throat she looked around wildly. There! At the edge of her vision she noticed a dilapidated ladder clinging loosely to the wall.