《Returning Darkness(Trollhunters 2016 Fanfic)✔》The Search of the Trollhunter
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The night was growing late, soon the day will welcome us trolls into hiding making it painful to endure the limited space in troll market. I had convinced father to help find the hiding place of where the Troll hunter cowards, but it was making a more difficult find then I hoped.
But one of my Gumm-Gumm soldiers failed to report in for his section of the human town known as Arcadia Oaks. growling at this, walking back towards where I knew my father was going to be. I could already hear him in the hero's forge sparring against some of his warriors. Usurna and Dictatious walking together as the guards holding their posts stood tall for them. Straightening out their backs even further as I sped off past the queen and the blind troll.
The gates opening for us three my father breathing heavy "report." he growled at us turning around. "Our scouts never returned." I told my father, he growled his arm glowing as he grabbed a troll absorbing his essence and throwing him into the wall only to turn into dust. "Instead of seeking the hole the traitors cower in, we should storm the surface and seize the humans' weaponry. Use it against them. They have explosives that level cities, ripe for the taking." Usurna advised "that is the dumbest idea I've ever heard." I growled at her crossing my arms over my chest.
"And then what? We're only as strong as the night lasts. Every dawn will decimate our forces, giving the humans the advantage. But that will change when we bring forth the Eternal Night." Father spoke. I thought that was only a myth, but if my father says it is true then I will believe it so. "Dictatious, has she spoken to you?" father asked looking at the blind troll still holding onto Usurna's arm. Looking to my right "of course! Just last night, the Pale Lady gave me a vision of the human Troll hunter dead at your feet." Lies he's been lying to father the entire time! This is nothing but spoken words to fill father's ears.
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"And?" Father questioned asking to know if there was more, staring his one good eye down at the blind troll, suspecting this too, just to be words. "And...his allies mourned him from inside your stomach because you ate them." Dictatious began to laugh. Growling while rolling my orange eyes at the blind troll who was easily trying to hard to keep his head attached to his body.
"This tells me nothing!" he roared grabbing the blind troll by the throat. "The Eldritch Queen swore I would user in the Eternal Night, but she never told me how." Dictatious' markings on his body began to glow a faint orange. "I found my strength, regained my armies. She speaks through you. So, tell me." Gunmar was interrupted by Usurna clearing her throat. "Gunmar. Perhaps she will tell you when the time is right." now that sounded more believable than what the blind troll spat out.
The blind troll still turning orange grunting in pain. "No! Please!" Dictatious begged in pain, father getting his senses, dropping the troll, coughing and panting at his feet. He didn't allow anyone to breathe. "Leave." he growled turning his back to us, bowing my head beginning to leave with Usurna and a whimpering Dictatious. "Except you, Ladar." he growled over his shoulder.
Looking over my own, seeing a guard leave, Draal's attention on him as well. Growling as I hurried my steps making my way towards my father following behind him as we made our way out of the Hero's Forge. Draal growled deeply looking at the troll once more. Father stopped, barely looking over his shoulder before smiling and continuing to walk off with me behind him.
"Ladar, you seem more aggressive towards my council." he demanded a answer "Dictatious is spilling words that I could have made up when I was a young whelp and Usurna speaks behind your back as we speak." growling deeply from my words that would not be tamed if I continued to speak my mind.
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"Then prove it. Send out many troops. You may lead them, and bring me back the location of their base." he spoke placing his hand on my shoulder, "I will not disappoint you, father." he placed his forehead on mine for the shortest of time before I ran off calling all troops to join me in the attack on the Troll hunter.
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Searching for hours, we've finally have found it. Keeping down wind. Troops gathering the signs that kept us at bay. Holding out my hand, waiting on my mark. Grabbing both blades, "now." I whispered as they showed themselves to Jim and the troll Blinky. Both of them gasping. Growling as I stepped into view smirking as he looked at me in fear. "Oh, no. For the Glory of Merlin-" "ATTACK!" I roared, the troops not waiting to attack, their spears charging, throwing the troll hunter into the building where trolls ate.
Blinky shutting the door "get that thing open!" I snarled joining them in trying to get it open. It was opened in seconds. Charging inside to be faced by AAARRRGGGHHH!!! Charging him slicing the air second by second. Trying to cut him. His arms barely shielding him as we made it further into the building.
Grunting as he threw me back into a pile of boxes, going to help the troll hunter. "Get them!" I roared charging as trolls began to run, charging slicing them with ease, turning them to stone as Jim turned my men into stone. Growling charging as fast as possible kicking him in his side throwing him against the wall of the building. Gumm-Gumm soldiers circling him. "There's too many of them, Master Jim." Blinky warned trying to get his people into the sewers.
Draal came rolling in tackling the troll hunter into the ground. Leveling out onto boxes laughing in my father's voice. "I told you this husk wouldn't stop coming for you. But you let Draal live. Now you will die!" charging the troll hunter, joining the shallow body of Draal throwing my swords as Draal threw the Gumm-Gumm spear.
I was in sync with my father. Jim flipped over us striking my back all the way to my neck, roaring in pain falling to the ground Draal roaring in anger as he continued the fight outside. Grabbing my swords, limping outside to fight. Something hit me from behind throwing me off balance and landing face first into the ground, my vision going black.
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Waking rather quickly to Draal picking me up by the arms. Growling ready to attack, but growling more as the fight was over and my back aching from the daylight sword cutting through my skin. "Come, Ladar." Gunmar's voice spoke through Draal. "I am sorry I have failed you father..." I bowed on one knee in front of Draal.
"Return to troll market, I will speak to you in person about this." He spoke through Draal before he went quiet and began to walk off. Grabbing both of my blades and slowly following the husk of a troll. Feeling Bular's horn at my side "father will be disappointed in us if we do not return, brother" I spoke to Bular the memories of the darklands filling my head. "Do not worry my sister, I will find a way out and bring father with us to the surface." My brother's voice almost comforting as I walked slowly back to Trollmarket ready for my punishment that I will receive from father.
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