Trollhunters: The Written Future Chapter 1: Becoming: Part 1, a trollhunters fanfic

So the Book is being edited! Everything is changing and if you just found this book while it is being edited, things might be confusing and if you find it after the editing is completed, then you missed an unorganized story.

Time for introduction, I am part of the Wondrous 4 and my team and I have fully written this book!

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The prolonged day had caused Jim to drop into his bed, not even bothering to change. All he wished for was to slip under the covers and disappear into nothing but a peaceful abyss.

He and the crew returned from the Quagumps where Toby acted as the Shattered King. Of course, the plan didn't really work out since they didn't walk home with another stone but some good came out of it. Claire had asked Jim to go to the dance with her and she had earned her own weapon, the Shadow Staff.

But after all they have done today, Jim couldn't wait to toss the amulet to the side and dip under his covers.

Yet, rest was not an option for him anymore, once his eyelids dropped, the blue light from the amulet nearly lit up the room. Jim lifted his head from the pillow and raised an eyebrow with curiosity. He pulled himself from the bed, his hand gripping onto his phone to dial Blinky's number as he stopped by the desk, staring down at the amulet.

Before he could call, the light grew brighter, nearly blinding him and forcing him to close his eyes.

With a minute of hesitation, Jim slowly opened his eyes, revealing a large theater with rows and rows of chairs. However, it wasn't the only thing that shocked him, a group of bodies had also joined him in the room, their worried voices either calling out names or questions of where they were. Catching on to who these people were Jim's eyes had grown in size. These were his classmates and teachers.

"JIMBO!" A voice echoed. Turning to where his name was called, he found his best friend, Tobias running towards him, his heavy breaths met his ears as his friends finally stood a few feet before him.

"What is going on?!" Toby called out, trying to catch his breath. Before Jim could answer, Claire had found them as well.

"Do you think it has something to do with Angor Rot?" She mumbled, looking around to see if anyone heard her.

Jim winced, he didn't have the answers this time. He was always looked to when something was unexplainable and he had done at least a decent job answering them but this time he felt utterly useless.

"I have no idea." His eyes widened, "my amulet, it started glowing and when I went to call Blinky about it, the glowing stopped and I ended up here. Well, I guess it affected all of us." Jim answered, careful not to say it so loud.

His hands dropped to his pockets to find his amulet, only to find it gone. "Where is it?" With the chatter growing, no one noticed the figure standing in front of the dark screen with a smile, her hands smacking together as she caught each and everyone's attention. The students turned in her direction with questioning looks.

"Alright Arcadia High Students! Before I explain everything, I need you to sit down, which I already picked the seats for you." She said with a smile. With a simple click of her remote, a chart appeared upon the screen, showing rows of names lined to match the chairs.

Stairs | The rest of the Classmates | Stairs

With no questions, people sat in their assigned chairs. Some glancing at the empty spots which were incredibly larger than their own but simply ignored it.

"What are we doing here? There is no way I'm sitting next to Eli!" Steve cried out, gagging when he turned to see Eli so close to him.

"I'll explain in a little but if you'd stop complaining. Now-" Her voice dropped when she saw Eli's hand raise. "Yes, Eli?"

He sucked in a breath, unsure how she knew his name but continued on. "What is with the larger chairs that are empty?"

The mysterious female tapped her chin, "should I introduce them now or later? Mmm, now's good." She slammed her fist on a large red button, opening a side door.

"My, what a curious place." A familiar voice said, startling Claire, Jim, and Toby. Blinky was about to reveal himself in front of all the classmates. Most importantly they'd know what lived beneath Arcadia and possibly try to slaughter the poor trolls.

"Wait!" Jim said quickly, standing up. Blinky halted, he was just a step away from revealing himself. Everyone glanced at him with curiosity. "I-I, I would like to know what's going on before you continue with your ideas."

The girl smiled, "Alright. You guys are here to watch a show called Trollhunters."

"Sounds nerdy," Steve commented.

"Shut up Steve." She threatened, "anyways, since it will interrupt the show, I might as well show you guys the creatures now and get all the issues figured out. Come on out you guys."

With hesitation, Blinky, Aaarrrgghh, Vendel, and Draal stepped out into the light. Screams erupting from the crowd as people ran to the farthest corner, people huddling together while Jim, Claire, and Toby stayed put.

"This can't be happening," Jim mumbled, hiding his hands in his face. The trolls had looked extremely worried, unsure of what to do.

Claire stood up and pulled Jim from his spot, holding his hand. "We can do this together. We are part of the team anyways."

"Yeah!" Toby said, standing up and nudging Jim. "You don't have to explain by yourself, Jimbo!" Jim simply smiled, letting them take the lead.

"Since we figured it out. Our secret will be revealed anyways…" She glanced at the trolls. "These are trolls. They will not harm you and they are incredibly nice. Jim, Toby, and I… well we know these trolls."

The girl nodded, "Claire is right, now please sit down and I will finish explaining. You guys go to your seats as well." She gestured to the trolls, which they followed the command and sat down nervously.

"Trollhunters is a show that follows the trolls, Jim, Toby, and Claire. You all don't realize what is truly going on in their lives and this will be a nice closure. Also, Jim, it will show you that no matter what happens, no matter what you are forced to go through, to never give up and continue to be the Trollhunter even if you have doubts."

Jim smiled lightly and relaxed. He could feel his mother's eyes lock onto him but he shook it off. He wanted his mom to understand and hopefully, this show that they'd be watching would explain all of it better than him doing it himself.

The female pushed play, the episode beginning with no intro.

The sun rose above Arcadia Oaks, brightening the city as a voice echoed from the radio, waking people with their friendly voice.

"Good morning, Arcadia Oaks. It's 4:30 a.m. If you're still in bed, you are missing the most beautiful sunrise, clear skies, and a beautiful morning ahead. And big news…"

Through the fog, under the bridge, a cup rolled, pushed from the wind slowly. As the cup got close to the camera, a large foot crushes the paper-like cup, ending its journey. With a roar, a large beast is revealed. His sword raised as he battled another creature but his enemy was dressed in white armor, his chest glowing blue.

"That must be Kanjigar," Claire added, leaning against Jim as she suddenly became interested.

"What the hell is going on?" A kid commented. People began to mumble, unsure but they couldn't peel their gaze off the screen, more curious than anything. It was as if the fear had died and their interest peaked.

Bular growled, "Yield, Kanjigar."

"A Trollhunter never yields. I'd rather die." Kanjigar spat.

"What's a Trollhunter?" Someone asked.

"Ah, a hero to the good trolls. A Trollhunter is a protector and must serve their life to us. My father was a good Troll Hunter but I think we found our true savior." Draal commented, smiling at his first human friend. Jim.

"Thanks, Draal. That means a lot." He earned weird glances but it didn't matter to Jim anymore.

"Terms accepted."Bular jumps high into the air with a yell, aiming his large fists at Kanjigar but misses his target who rolled from the path of his large fists. The two stumble, flip, and punch, each missing until Kanjigar finally hits Bular throwing him across the canal. Catching up to Bular, Kanjigar aims his sword at Bular.

"Your turn, Bular. Yield."

As he holds Bular in place, the sun starts to peak above the bridge, burning through the Troll Hunter's armor. Distracted, Kanjigar is kicked by Bular, throwing him just to the edge of the shade as his sword slid from the darkness. As Bular advances, Kanjigar reaches for his sword, letting his hand burn but he still managed to grab his sword but the amulet lost its glow.

Eli could barely contain himself, standing up he laughed and pointed to all the students. "What did I tell you! I knew I saw these things and none of you believed me!"

Mary scoffed, "we get it, Eli." She leaned in her chair.

"So what does all of this have to do with my son?" Barbara asked.

"You'll see."

"There is nowhere left for you to run, Trollhunter. Give me the amulet."

Kanjigar took off with a run, staying in the shade as Bular followed behind. The Troll Hunter jumped onto the bridge, his breaths deepening as he waited for Bular who appeared from behind. With another kick, Bular throws Kanjigar across the bridge, the two engage in battle as they hopped around under the bridge. Another kick was delivered, sending Kanjigar back to the edge of the shade as Bular chuckled.

"It all ends here." Bular threatened.

Knocking the sword from Kanjigar's grip and into the concrete, the weapon faded, leaving Kanjigar to fend with his fists. Bular pushed the Troll Hunter into the sun, Kanjigar burning with a scream. As he slowly turns to stone, Kanjigar pushes Bular's arm above him into the sun, causing Bular to scream with agony. As Kanjigar weakly stood, Bular pulled his weapons from his back, slowly closing the distance between the two.

Draal watched, his heart breaking inside. This was his father's last battle and he would finally see what truly happened.

"It's me or the sun. Either way, you're doomed." Bular grinned. Kanjigar knew his time had ended and to make sure Bular couldn't reach the amulet, his idea sparked into his mind and he spoke his final words.

"No. The amulet will find a champion. We will stop you and your master. I may end, but the fight will not." Stepping back into the sun, Bular gasps, screaming as Kanjigar falls, blue magic developing his body, turning him to stone before shattering as his body had hit the concrete.

"Dad!" Draal cried out. He tightened his fists and closed his eyes. His father would always be a hero.

"No!" With the amulet lost in the pile of rocks and the sun keeping him from it. Bular roars and punches the bridge before disappearing.

"No way Jimbo!" Toby excitedly kept nudging Jim, the Trollhunter nearly being shoved off his chair.

"I know Tobes." Jim chuckled.

An alarm beeps, after turning to 6:00, waking a young man who groans, pulling a magazine from his face, only to see the time and screamed. Walking down the stairs with a hum, Jim gets ready for school, also fixing and cleaning while making breakfast. Smoothing flipping his knife and cooking like an expert, he made some lunches and delivered his homemade breakfast on a tray to his sleeping mother's room.

"Why are we watching buttface after the trolls, how is he important!?" Steve questions. Jim simply smiled, he was the heir to the amulet. He finally saw what really went down between Kanjigar and Bular.

"Because...HE IS THE NEW TROLLHUNTER!" Eli called out, "that's amazing Jim!"

"Thanks, Eli." Jim smiled but Steve had to ruin the moment.

"No way, Jim?! The weakling!?"

"Master Jim is in fact incredibly strong and courageous, I believe he will be the champion, the one we were looking for."

"Thanks Blink!"

Ignoring the note, he opened the door and set the food on the nightstand beside her bed and gently taking off her glasses and cleaning them. Finishing his little deed, he covered his mother back up and pressed his lips against her forehead.

"Love you, Mom."

"Awww that's adorable!" Barbara couldn't help but smile, her son treated her well. However, when he started lying and constantly disappearing, she began to question some things.

"I still love you mom, even if we are having some issues."

Grabbing his helmet and bag, Jim headed to the garage, finding his little bike. As the garage door opened to reveal the outside. He looked on the driveway to find his trash can knocked over.

"Raccoons!" Picking up the trash can as Toby stood, fixing his helmet as his bike laid beside him.

"We're late for school, Jimbo."

"Sorry, Tobes. Busy with the lunches. One for me, one for Mom, and…" Handing a paper bag to his friend, Toby grabbed it nicely and sniffed the bag.

"Ah," he inhaled deeply, "Balsamic mushrooms, meatloaf, chunky, sun-dried tomatoes."

"And Cardamom," Jim mentioned, passing Toby by.

"Ooh! Taking a chance there, Chef Jim."

"What's life without a little adventure?" With another inhale, Toby spoke, handing back the bag.

"I can't eat this. I'm on a diet."

"You've been on a diet for the past 14 years, Tobes."

"I know."

"You're 15," Jim stated.

"Long-term goals. My body's still changing." Jim rode off as Toby struggled to hop on his bike. The two racing down the street. Well, Jim was.

"I'm right I'm right I'm right behind!" Toby chanted, trying to catch up with his nimble friend.

"It's 8:00!"

"We're going to get suspended, on account of meatloaf!"

"Take the canal, Tobes. It'll save us five minutes."

Toby stammered, "Not the canal!"

"Oh, live a little." Jim flies off a bump on the ground, doing a little trick with his bike.

"It's living that I'm worried about."

"Come on, Tobes. Don't you ever want a little more excitement?"

Toby chuckles, "No." With another large jump, the sun catches Jim as he's in the air as his hands fly from the handlebars, living in the moment. With a smooth land, Jim twists his bike, skidding to a stop as he waits for Toby.

"Whoa, since was Jim cool?" Mary asks.

"Hey!" He calls out as his eyes meet Claire's who shined as her smiled lifted her cheeks. "Your friend is bullying me." He joked. Claire lightly punched him and smiled.

"Come on, Tobes!" Jim called out to his friend. As he waits, a deep voice calls his name from the side, catching his attention.

"James... Lake." Raising an eyebrow, Jim sets his bike slowly down as Toby takes a deep breath but his bike racing down the canal without his consent.

"Whoa!" With a scream, Toby rides past Jim before riding back down with a quick stop, tipping his bike and falling on his face as Jim looks at him before glancing back.

"Ha! How awesome are we? Awesome!" He mumbled as his face had been squashed into the concrete. Jim takes off his helmet and heads to the source of the voice.

"Hey! Hey, Tobes. - Did you hear that voice?" Jim asked shyly, stepping over to the pile of rocks that laid beneath the bridge.

"What voice?" Toby wondered. Before Jim could explain, the voice called again, speaking Jim's name in a haunting two fall back with a startle and Jim quickly crawls back to the pile, curiosity taking over him.

"That! That pile of rocks knows my name."

"It's a pile of K-spar. Minerals don't talk. There's got to be a walkie-talkie in here or something." Jim's eyes catch a glowing blue from under a rock before picking it up and inspecting what was hiding beneath it. The camera focuses on his eyes which had widened with wonder, the electric blue radiating against his skin and creating a reflection in his eyes.

"Your eyes are beautiful," Claire whispered, slowly killing Jim with love.

"Huh. It looks like an amulet."

Not noticing what his friend had picked up, Toby called out to the wind, "Who's doing this? Come out now!"

"Hello. I'm listening." Jim mumbles, holding it to his ear and listening closely. The only thing he hears is the final bell of his school nearby. With a scream of panic, the two run to their bikes, the amulet being shoved carelessly into Jim's bag.

"Final bell!"

"We're so late, our kids are gonna have detention."

"Come on. Come on, Tobes. We can still make it."

"I'm right behind." The two bikes take off showing the sewer being occupied by six eyes.

"It chose a human?" In class, a pen is being pressed against the map as kids type their notes quickly as a man instructs a lesson, weaving between desks.

"The Peloponnesian War was actually three wars fought between Athens and Sparta. The first war is known as the Archimedean War. Type that into your search engines. A-R-C-H-I-M-E-D-E-A-N." Strickler spoke. Toby glanced at his friend who was lost in a trance as he watched Claire. With a few waves of his hand, Toby sighed as he rolled his eyes, glancing at Jim.

Jim hides his burning face in his hands and slumps in his seat. Claire being right next to him, noticed his posture and chuckled, "Jim, it's okay. If anything I think it's sweet. I mean we ARE going to the dance together."

"Y-you think it's sweet?" Jim stuttered causing Claire to let out a laugh. Classic Jim. He had gotten so used to being with her but he still acted shy.

"Really? Close your mouth." Claire glanced back at them, Jim not even budging. "You're drooling."

"No. No, I'm not. What are you doing?" Jim watched as his friend typed fiercely into the laptop.

"Research."

"Hey, look up talking amulet."

"I already did that. All I got was toys. One of them was a plushie." Jim was too focused on other things that he hadn't realized Strickler stepping up beside him.

"Jim, would you agree?" Startled, Jim faced his teacher.

"Sir?"

"With Herodotus' opinion on his tactics of war, as I've described."

"Oh, uh." He glances at Toby who simply whistled, not helping. "Absolutely."

"Excellent. Which tactics, specifically?"

"The, uh winning ones?" The class laughs as the bell rings, releasing the kids from their classes. As people gather their belongings, Strickler finishes his sentence.

"All right, all right. Don't forget, Michaelson, chapters four and five. Jim, may I have a word?"

"Oh." Distracted, Jim knocks over his backpack, Strickler helping him pick up his belongings.

"Jim, you're distracted. You fell asleep between the invasion of Attica and the Peace of Nicias, and your attention wandered for the rest of the class."

"Sorry. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"I know it's just you and your mother and you want to help her."

"Your father left? What happened?" Jim tensed. Claire didn't even know because he couldn't even bring it up without becoming unhinged. He loathed his father for what he did and simply talking about it was worse than death.

"He shouldn't have to talk about it," Toby stated once he caught the tense figure of his friend. "Besides, he has Blinky now." If trolls could blush, Blinky would be red. He would hold it dear to his heart if Jim accepted him as a father figure.

"She's just really tired, Mr. Strickler. She's been working double shifts at the clinic." Writing his number on a post-it, he handed the little sheet to his student.

"I believe I'm overdue for a conversation with her. Have her call me, feel free to drop by my office if you ever need to talk."

"Yeah, I'll do that."

"Oh, and, Jim, if you fancy Miss Nunez, I submit that talking to will be much more effective than staring at."

"The fearless Trollhunter afraid of admitting feelings?" Claire teased as he blushed madly.

"I messed up when you tried hinting that I should ask you out. Of course, I'll be nervous about it." He chuckled but went red when she pressed her lips to his cheek.

With a gentle tap on Jim's head with a book, Strickler hands him the book and lets the boy leave as the bell rang. At gym class, two pudgy hands wrapped around a small rope as grunts of struggling rang in the room.

"Hang on. Almost there. So close. So close!" Toby said, struggling.

"Come on, Tobes. You've got this." Even barely up to the rope, Toby is already breathless as he reaches once again. Jim supporting him on.

Toby grunted, "So close!" With a fall, Toby yells, catching the coach's attention.

"What is that on my rope? Every student here should be able to climb this rope and ring that bell. I want all of you to be made of iron. Iron! You have got to be kidding me. I don't know what I feel more sorry for. You or the rope."

The words of his coach disappeared as Jim remembered his teacher's advice, with a deep breath, he walks to Claire, waving with hesitation as the two girls share a laugh.

"Buenas Noches." Jim started

"You speak Spanish?" Claire wondered.

"Um um uh…."

Students laughed, "I'm sorry Jim are the cutest when it comes to flirting."

"Oh god." Jim facepalmed.

"Come on, Claire," Darci stated. As they stand, Claire looks at Jim with a soft look as he continues.

"Uh.."

"Do you like Shakespeare?"

"What?" Jim wondered.

"Do you like Shakespeare?" She repeated kindly.

"Shakespeare?"

"The school play. We're having trouble getting boys to audition."

"Uh, oh! Hasta huevo" With a tuck of hair behind her ear, Claire walks away, leaving Jim with a small poster, a picture painted of Romeo and Juliet on it. With a turn, Jim faced the coach still picking on Toby.

"It's like a flabby pinata, and I'm pretty sure you're filled with candy!"

In the locker room, Jim and Toby sat on a bench putting themselves in their daily clothes. While Jim easily tied his shoe, Toby, on the other hand, had a hard time putting on his sock.

"So close!" He groaned, "You talked to her?"

"Yep." Still attempting to put on his socks, Toby grunted before falling back into the locker and continued his conversation.

Kids laughed and this time, Toby took a turn to blush.

"Like, actually spoke to her? Not just, you know, in your head?"

"I unleashed my Espanol on her." Jim pulled the amulet from his bag, inspecting it once more.

Strickler would never get used to seeing a kid he had appreciated for the longest time to be considered one of his enemies. As much as he wanted to slaughter him and take the amulet for himself, too many people were in the room.

"You should totally do it."

"What? The play? I'm not an actor." With another attempt at putting on his socks, he didn't even look at his best friend. Jim closed his locker, heading to his friend.

"Come on. You're always saying how you want your life to be more exciting. Right?"

"I don't think Romeo and Juliet is exactly the answer, Tobes. I don't mean just, you know, exciting. I mean more. I just need to know that there's something more to life than high school." With a glance at his amulet, Jim sighed as his face dropped. Through the silence, a locker clattered, catching Jim's attention but not Toby's.

"Something more?" Toby questioned but Jim simply ignored him, heading to the shower room as the water rushes, steam fogging up the room.

"Hello? Anybody in there? Hello?" Jim mumbled shyly. A figure ran blindly across the shower room, confusing Jim while his friend had finally the success of slipping on one sock.

"Got one!" The sudden shout had startled Jim before he turned in the direction of Toby. "Whoo-hoo! Finally! Success, success." Jim rolls his eyes and heads back to Toby as a figure stood behind him, the smoke showing the figure of a troll. Out in the schoolyard, the two push their bikes to the exit.

"So it was you this whole time Blinky," Jim commented, chuckling.

"I do have decent skills to sneak around."

"So, good news, dude. My orthodontist says I'm almost done with my braces. Only four more years."

"How long have you had them on for!?"

Jim turns his head to find Steve and his little group of friends crowded around a locker with a young boy shoved inside as Steve closes it with a chuckle.

"Okay. Nothing to see here." Toby said nervously, Jim stopping while Toby continued forward.

"We can't just let him do that."

"Oh, yes, we can. If Psycho Steve's terrorizing him, he's not terrorizing us. Jim? Jim! Oh, no." He turned to see his friend heading in the direction of their ultimate doom.

"Tell me again, dweeb-face. Tell me about the creatures and maybe I'll let you out!"

"And now it would be time to start believing," Eli said.

"Or you can let him out right now. I mean, you know, it would be nice."

"So this is what caused the fight." Claire smiled. Jim simply smiled.

"What can I say, just a man of action."

"Nice would be you minding your own business."

"Oh, hi, Jim," Eli said from inside the locker.

"So, where were we? Um Oh, yeah, okay. You were telling me about the monsters you saw this morning, with fangs and - What was it, again?"

"Stone for skin! In the canal!"

"So we were already discovered!" Blinky gasped out.

"And yet all of you believed that I was making it up! Proof, trolls right there and I don't fully understand it but those three," he gestured to Jim, Claire, and Toby. "Have something to do with it."

"This is also why we must keep our existence a secret. Flesh bags like this young Eli will reveal us." Vendel stated.

"Stone for skin? Man, Eli, you've got some imagination." Steve mocked.

"Look, Steve, seriously, just let him out." With a grab of Jim's backpack, Steve pulls him closer, aiming his fist.

"Excuse me, that is my son!" Barbara yelled.

"But you don't yell about him being stalked!?" Steve fought back. Barbara glanced back at her son who looked at her with a worried glance.

"Or you'll do what?"

"Okay, do it. Punch me." Jim quickly said, causing Toby to gasp and push through the crowd as Jim eyed his fist.

"You- you're asking for a beating?"

"Yeah. Just go crazy. In 20 years, you're gonna be fat and bald and you'll be working in a muffler shop, and Eli will have a career in software and he'll be a billionaire."

"I do like computers," Eli stated. Toby glanced around before a spark of courage ignited within him.

"Let him out. Let him out! Let him out! Let him out!" Everybody chants with Toby, standing against Steve as he glares at Jim. Before he is about to throw a punch, the coach interrupts, forcing Steve to drop Jim.

"Palchuk, what's going on here?"

"Uh, nothing, sir," Steve said, in a fake voice.

"Why aren't you at practice?"

"I was helping Eli, here." Steve opens the locker to reveal Eli jammed into the small space.

"Hey, guys!"

"He was stuck."

"On the double! Now!" Slamming the locker door, trapping Eli inside, Steve moved to Jim's ear, mumbling a threat.

"Friday, at noon. You and me. Tick-tock. Tick." With a simple gesture of his finger, Steve leaves Jim and the rest of the students. A knock on the locker quickly shakes Jim back into reality. He pulls the handle, releasing Eli from its hold. The young boy fell out with a scream before standing and thanking Jim.

Out on the street, Jim and Toby peddled home, Toby reliving the moment.

"That was awesome, man. Did you see how I did that chant? "Let him out. Let him out." I mean, you probably won't live past Friday, but it was awesome. Good thing your mom's a doctor."

"Yeah, the chant was really cool, couldn't face me like a man." Toby rolled his eyes.

A car honks, alerting Jim and Toby to pull to the side as Barbara pulls up beside them, fixing her glasses as she greets them. "Hey, boys."

"Hey, Mom," Jim said, stopping his bike while Toby rode by.

"Looking sharp, Dr. Lake." Toby backed himself back up, sitting next to Jim

"Thank you, Toby. So are you."

"Oh! Does it show?" He flexes.

"You're going to be out all night?"

"Dr. Gilberg is out with bursitis, and Dr. Lenz has a wedding out of town this weekend."

"Okay, well, don't forget to bring your-"

"Dinner. Thank you."

"Right. And try to find an oven to reheat it in instead of nuking. It takes all of the flavor and nutrients away."

"Jim, there must be a million things you'd rather be doing than looking after me." As she turned away from him, Jim pulled out the sticky note, his eyes quickly going over Strickler's name and phone number.

Before his mother had noticed, he quickly shoved it back in his pocket.

"Son, you need to stop hiding things."

"Sorry, mom."

"Can't think of one," Jim answered quickly.

"Love you, honey."

"Bye, Mom." She drives off, leaving the two boys alone.

"You mother your mother a lot."

"What's wrong with that?"

"Ha! See you tomorrow, Tobes." The two slowly petaled in opposite directions, living across from one another, it didn't take them long to reach their home.

"Hey, and by the way, don't use mayo on the sandwich. It's the wrong note."

Jim entered his home, throwing his backpack on the floor as he settled down on the couch, clicking a button and lighting the T.V as he pulled the amulet from his pocket. Before he could go any further, his phone rang, taking his attention off of the amulet.

"Hey, Tobes."

"Did it talk again? Did it do anything interesting?"

"Nope."

"Toby Pie! Dinner!" Jim winced, pulling the phone from his ear.

"Toby pie?"A kid squealed as some laughed.

Darci smiled at Toby, "I like that nickname." Toby smiled at her. He may have been crushing on the Mole, which sadly, he hadn't known it was Darci yet, but he did appreciate her compliments.

"In a minute, Nana! I've got to go. Text me if it does anything cool."

Jim hung up the phone before changing the channel to a girl fight a robot but his attention changes back onto the amulet as it blinks a light blue.

He picked it up and plopped on the couch. "How you doing? I'm Jim. But then, you knew that because you spoke my name, which is weird. Hello? Anybody in there?" He threw his arms down, "And now, I'm talking to an inanimate object. Come on! Talk again, or you are going up on eBay."

"eBay? Really Jim?"

"What was I supposed to tell it?"

"Maybe just not talk to the amulet." Jim lightly rolled his eyes with a smile. He had never gotten along with the rest of the kids in the school so the feeling was nice. Might as well get used to it till it lasts.

A loud clatter from his basement made Jim turn his head as he sat the amulet down and opening the basement door. As more clattering occurs, he groans and reaches for a broom.

"Raccoons!"

"Why those little rascals!"

The boy slowly steps down the stairs, finding rocks near the heather as footsteps retreat. Making his way down more steps and onto the cold basement floor. Above on the table, the amulet glows, an arm switching positions.

"That doesn't look good," Toby stated.

Flicking on a light, Jim slowly moves around the basement, searching for the raccoons with the broom raised. Catching his reflection in a jumpy state, he screams before calming after realizing it was just him moving in a mirror. The light burst off, scaring Jim as he tightens his grip on the broom with a yell. Realizing no one was there, he sighed and took a closer look at the rocks by the furnace as 6 eyes opened behind him. The troll appearing behind him.

"Master Jim!" Blinky screamed in excitement.

Jim screams with a jump back crawling on all fours, bumping his head on a wheel connected to a pole.

People visibly wince.

"Master Jim!" He said again.

"Now that I look back at it Blink. You really couldn't have introduced yourself another way."

He bellowed, "if anything I find it very amusing." Jim's face dropped and he turned back to the screen but slowly grinned.

"Trust me, I will get back at you for it."

"Master Jim, whatever you are planning, you better cease it at this moment! I don't trust that grin!" Jim simply hummed.

He screams once more, bumping his head again as the troll comes closer.

"We have found you!"

"Found him?! I'm pretty sure you've been stalking him this whole time. I don't think it's a challenge." Eli said, pushing up his glasses.

"Come on Eli. They did what they had to do. I just think it's stupid that Lame Jr. is some undercover hero and not me."

"Thank God." Someone mumbled.

"WHO SAID THAT?!"

With another scream, he backs away in a different direction but stops as an arm blocks his path.

"I am known as Blinky."

"Did you get that name because you have many eyes and blink a lot more than usual?" Someone questioned, glancing at him.

Blinky lifted his finger about to speak but quickly dropped it. "Quite possibly." He tapped his chin. "Oh in Deya's grace, I don't have the answer." The student smiled.

Jim lifts his head to find another troll, yet larger in size and lets out a scream of panic.

"Hi. It's Aaarrrgghh. Three Rs."

"Three Rs."

Feeling cornered, Jim back up into the furnace, burning the surface of his skin causing him to move in between the two trolls. As they get closer, Jim drops to the floor with a scream.

"Hmm. He says.." Aaarrrgghh, let out a petty scream, "a lot."

"It's more of a yelp, I believe. A greeting, perhaps."

They scream to greet him but it causes another scream to erupt from Jim's raw throat. As he gets up to run, Aaarrrgghh grabs his legs and dangles him upside down as Blinky steps closer. Jim covers his eyes as his body trembles.

Kids chuckled and Barbara couldn't help but smile. At first thought, the trolls were nothing but killers but look at them.

"It's so interesting watching this. You guys have no idea what's going on."

"Thanks to the Trollhunters, I've learned that the screams are perhaps not a greeting. My mistake." Blinky mentioned.

"Master Jim, you have been chosen."

"Hmm. Blinky, he looks scared."

"Uh, Aaarrrgghh, my good fellow, would you mind? This is a moment of some solemnity."

"Hmm? Solembily?"

"I think I just fell in love." A kid mentioned. "What a cutie."

CIt means serious and dignified." Blinky stated.

"Hmm. Dig-oo-nified."

"P-P-Put me down, please?" Jim said, his voice shaking. Blinky silently gestures to put Jim down, which Aaarrrgghh follows before patting the human's head as he lets out another yelp.

"Thank you. Now, where was I?"

"Uh, Master Jim... found you," Aaarrrgghh reminded him.

"Yes." Blinky started again while Jim tries to run but Aaarrrgghh stops him, "Thank you. Master Jim, you have been chosen. The Amulet of Daylight challenges you to ascend to the most sacred of offices."

"Sacred?"

"So this will finally show us how my son got tangled in this mess."

"Well," Blinky rubbed his four hands together. "This is the part when it truly starts."

"Great!" A kid yelled, "I'm excited."

"Orifices? What orifices?" Aaarrrgghh asked.

"Offices. It means responsibility. Unbeknownst to your kind, there is a secret world, a vast civilization of trolls lurking beneath your very feet, hidden from view."

"Tro Tr-Trolls?" Jim questioned.

"Trolls."

"Yes, trolls. And it is now your charge to protect them. For you, Master Jim, are the Trollhunter."

"Trollhunter?" Everyone asked, turning to Jim and the trolls.

"Master Jim is chosen to protect your world and ours. He keeps the bad trolls from taking over the town. It will better explain as the show goes on."

"Trollhunter," Aaarrrgghh repeated.

"This honor is yours to accept. So, what say you?" Blinky asked but Jim never gave an answer, instead his eyes roll to the back of his head as he falls to the floor, his body lying still as the two trolls that invaded his house, surrounded him.

"Is that a yes?" Aaarrrgghh asked.

A few hours later, Jim awoke with a startle. The basement was vacant of the two trolls that had once stood there. Quickly pulling out his phone, Jim dialed a certain number and stood up while he scanned the area.

"Pick up, pick up." Answering his prayers, Toby's voice appeared at the other end of the line.

"Hey, Jim."

"Tobes, it's me! You're never going to believe what happened last night."

"Yeah, I'm kind of in the middle of something, Jimbo."

The dentist grabbed a bunch of tools, as he stuck his un-gloved hands into Toby's mouth.

"I am freaking out here! Seriously freaking. I need to talk to somebody."

"Chillax. What's going on?"

"Okay, last night, I heard something in my basement. I thought it was raccoons, but then-"

"Yeah, hang on a second-" A scream erupts from the phone, "Sorry, Jim. I'll have to call you back. No, not that one!"

The camera switches to a bunch of masks lined up as a door pushes open, revealing Jim as he enters Strickler's office.

"Ah, hello, Jim. What can I do for you?"

"Um, do you have a minute?" Jim wondered.

"Are you alright? You look peaked. Here, sit."

Jim exhaled, "Okay. I don't really know how to say this, but last night, something incredible happened. Actually, unbelievable. Completely unbelievable. As in, you won't believe me, but I'm telling you it's true. I promise you it's true."

"All right. Just calm down. I'll believe you."

"Uh, okay. Last night, two, um, things showed up at my house."

Blinky backhanded Jim gently with a sigh. "I didn't expect you to run to someone right away!"

"I'm sorry it was the only thing I felt like doing. You probably would have done the same thing!" Jim defended. "Besides they are showing it to the whole school so like it really matters now." Blinky lifted his fingers to his chin and rubbed it in thought.

"Good point Master Jim."

"Things?"

"You know, things. Guys. But really weird. One had these eyes, and the other one was huge and hairy. And they said that they were tro-"

"Tro?"

"Tr-trainers! Trainers, who want to train me in ch-uh chess."

"Nice save." A kid commented, "just imagine if you would have told him the truth."

Jim sighed quietly, "I probably would have been killed. Trusted the wrong people." He mumbled.

Jim gets up and grabs a chess piece as Strickler watches him with a chuckle.

"And why would that have you so perturbed?"

"Nice choice of words," Blinky said. "I still have a strong dislike for you!"

"They really weirded me out."

Blinky gasped, "I'm hurt." People chuckled.

He moved the chess piece down from his view to reveal Steve kicking a soccer ball far off the field. The blonde turns and ticks his finger, causing Jim to look almost sadly at the chess piece.

"Now, I think I know what has you so distraught, Jim."

"You do?" Strickler stands with pride as he makes his way to the boy.

"It's like I told you yesterday, you have a lot on your shoulders. Too much, in my opinion, for someone your age. And I think this opportunity-"

"Chess?" He takes the chess piece from his hand gently, overlooks it, and sets it back on the board before knocking another piece down.

"I think it's causing you anxiety. I know you want to be there for your mother, but it's a great poet once wrote, "Do what's good for you, or you're not good for anybody"."

The school bell rings, causing Jim to walk back to his bag and rest it on his shoulder.

"Hey, thanks for the advice. I like talking to you."

"Always." Strickler smiled and turned to head to his desk while Jim left the room, the amulet lit up in blue from the open pocket of his bag, certainly catching Strickler's eyes, causing them to grow in realization but also panic and shock.

Back at home, Jim slices his knife through the skin of the tomato, making perfect-sized slices. After smoothly sliding the pieces onto three sandwiches, he fingers the knife before nicely throwing it in its respectful holding place in the knife holder. After adding lettuce and cheese, he places the last slice of bread upon each one and finishes his cooking.

His eyes moved to his bag which glowed as the amulet peeked from its hiding spot. Leaving his house with his bag, Jim stepped into the backyard, pulling the magical device out and studying it. Suddenly, the arms of the machine start to spiral as the rim turned blue, changing the symbol to letters to words.

"Whoa," A student added.

"THIS IS IT!" A kid yells, shaking the one next to them.

Claire smiled at Jim and he smiled back. "Remember when I told you about this."

"Yeah, you got your sword stuck in a rock." She flicked him.

"For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command." As he finished reading the words, the food of a cat's dish began to float as the computer screen in a room of his house flicked off. The fences shaking in the wind as leaves blew. His eyes grew as he brings it closer, a blue spark appearing from the amulet, surrounding him before hiding near his heart as more sparks follow into his chest, his body floating in the air while the blue wave of magic had covered him. Armor appearing and connecting to his body and shrinking to his size.

Students sat in awe. Their jaws dropping and their bodies tensing.

"NO FREAKIN WAY!"

"Dude, I'm not lying and I know we don't talk at all but damn look at you in that armor." Jim appreciated the compliment but Claire certainly fumed over it, however, she concealed it well.

"This is so freaking cool!"

The sparks from his amulet appeared once again, this time falling to his hand, creating a sword. The vast sword shrinks to his size as blue smoke pours from the fun of posing and swinging it around, his confidence grows until it wedges into a rock. With force of trying to pull it out (and rolling off) he finally gets it free, only to get it stuck in another rock behind him.

Claire snorted, laughing as Jim sighed. "I see you find my embarrassment amusing."

"I'm not the only one." She chuckled, point to the rest of the students who were laughing.

"Great." He blushed.

By the deathbed of Kanjigar, a car pulls up near the edge as a figure exits the vehicle and appearing beside the pile of rocks. His hand reaches to where the amulet used to lay to reveal Strickler.

"It's been taken. You failed. You let it go. Your father will be displeased."

A larger figure appears behind him. Bular.

"WHHHHHHAAAAAAATTTTTTTT?!"

"NO! YOU'RE KIDDING!"

"Hold on, I can't feel my heart, I think I'm going through shock."

"STRICKLER I KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF!" The students all turned to him with anger. Barbara was certainly displeased.

"Whoever holds the Amulet of Merlin, I shall destroy him, just as I have done with every single one of them."

"Touch him and it's the last thing you'll ever do!"

"Worry not, you brute. I know where to find it. I believe the amulet has found its champion." Strickler's eyes glowed yellow as Jim appeared trying to pull the sword from the stone. Once he does, he holds it up with a smile.

Strickler eyed Jim, "so both our secrets are revealed."

"Your's is way worse than mine. At least I'm considered to be a hero." Jim said.

"Nothing goes as planned, my boy. You and I now have lots in common."

"Don't you dare compare me to you," Jim said through clenched teeth before turning to face the screen.

Alright, so as you can tell, the timeline changed, a little more detail in the reactions and just a bit more reactions in the episodes. The Format changed like the previous chapters.

The cover will change again. If you noticed, I'm adding the Wondrous 4 to all books because my team deserves a lot of credit

WONDROUS 4 Out!