HELLO! I'm back from my very loooooooonnnnnngggg break from this story. Hello to new readers and welcome back old ones. Were getting close to the end of this event so kick back and enjoy this new part!

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Trollex had been hoping for a chance to catch his breath after such a long journey as well as have the chance to really get to know what these hybrid trolls were all about. By now every troll had experienced each other's music but to be born into two types of music was a completely new thing. Trollex fully understood why the hybrids wouldn't want to be involved with any of their problems since in the last year they had been invaded by the rock trolls, had their strings stolen, had their strings destroyed, found harmony only to lose it again with the blank string, and now were once again trying to save their music. It was a mess, and the hybrids had lived peacefully through all of it.

Trollex rolled over on his bed to try and go back to sleep when he heard a knock on the door. Trollex sat up and found what he can only assume was a hybrid pop and techno troll standing in his doorway. "Time to get up, the sun has risen. Are all mono trolls this lazy?" She asked

"Not usually, erm?"

"Lotus." She replied, "I gotta say I'm intrigued to see a full techno troll. Everyone hear in a mix of something."

Trollex hovered into the air and follow Lotus outside who was gesturing impatiently for him to hurry. She lead him to where the rest of his travel group was waiting. Branch looked as impatient as Lotus was, crossing his arms. "About time," he said after Lotus had left them to join up with some other trolls collecting water. "We need to discuss our next move."

"Next move? I though the plan was to have the hybrids harmonize the blank string and all the music trapped inside." Trollzart said while flapping his wings, hovering on the spot.

"Well I doubt that is going to happen. You saw how hostile they were towards us. What makes you think they will actually help us?" Branch replied.

Trollex frowns, Branch had a valid point but what other options did they have. And as if Branch had read his mind he said, "We need to convince them that helping us is their best option. I know Poppy, and when she gets an idea into her head nothing will stop her."

"Witnessed that firsthand." Trollzart muttered under his breath which earned a growl from Branch. Trollex betted that Branch was still hurting over the whole thing with Poppy teaming up with Barb. They did after all have feelings for each other. Before Trollex could repond to that, the yellow troll, also the leader, trotted over to them. "Ah, I see you still remain in our village."

Branch crossed his arms tightly, "problem with that?"

"Yes, most certainly yes." The leader said and crossed her arms as well, although she seemed to cross them tighter than Branch which Trollex didn't think was possible.

Branch opened his mouth to speak but Trollex didn't trust him to maintain a calm conversation and stepped in before a word could escape his mouth. "Look, we understand why you don't want to help us, but if you don't help us now then Barb and Poppy will come after your village next if they're not already on their way. Please help us harmonize the blank string and then I swear to you that we will never bother you or your village again." Trollex explained, praying internally that his words were enough to convince the hybrid leader.

The hybrid leader sized him up for what seemed like hours then finally let out a sigh and leaned over to look at Branch behind Trollex. "You sure are lucky you have sensible friends. Follow me." She said with a slight smirk and led the group through the village. They eagerly followed her and Trollex even shot Branch a warning glance to keep his mouth shut while they were lead to a tower like structure in the middle of the village. A spiraling staircase wrapped around the outside which they used to climb to the top. At the top they were greeted by another harp on a pedestal. Laced through the center was a single string, multicolored with every music genre. A hybrid string.

"Whoa," Branch said while also breaking his vow of silence.

The hybrid leader paid him no mind, simply walked over and gently removed the harp, giving the string a flick with her finger. The melody released was a perfect blend of all the music genres. She smiled at the familiar sound. "This string is a harmony of all music. A representation of who we are. It will be able to neutralize your blank string and reharmonize the music. However I cannot allow it to be taken from the village borders."

Before anyone could speak a scream erupted from below, followed by another and another. The group raced over to the edge to identify the crisis. Below them all the hybrids were racing for cover and trying to find safety while a pack of all too familiar piranha shaped ships stormed into the village.