Hello, once again my little oodle lollies! I just wanted to finish this before I moved and not have WiFi for a little bit. I didn't end it the way I wanted to for this chapter, but meh. I wanted to give you guys SOMETHING for waiting so long for an update to this one. But, I do have exciting news if you like a lot of my other work, and that is that I'm making a one-shot series! I already have a couple of ideas that I'm writing out as we speak, but if you guys have any AUs that you guys wanted me to make my own spin on it, PM me! I love hearing what you guys have to say anyway. :)

But all in all, I hope you guys enjoy this and sorry for any mistakes my four hours of sleep brain made. XD

My eyes were fluttering shut and pealed themselves open as I was panting against a random tree in the middle of the small forest near the canal. I pulled the cloth mask off my head and put it in my lap as I put my hand on my side to see that small amounts of blood coming from the wound that I knew was now there.

Fucking Nomura. Stupid goblins.

I leaned my head against the bark as I was trying to keep putting pressure on the wound. I knew that it wasn't deadly, but I also knew that if the pressure wasn't applied, it could be. So when the amulet fell off my chest and dropped into my lap, I pulled a long piece of cloth out of my pocket that I kept there for a situation just like this and placed it against the wound before tieing it tightly around my waist. After that, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and called Darci, the one that was out with me tonight on the sweep, to tell her where I was.

"Darc?" I said with air being difficult to grasp as the pain set in my system.

My God, this one hurts.

"Claire! Where are you? Send me your phone's coronets. Remember how we did that?" I gave her a grunt in reply as I went into my settings and sent her where it said I was. "You're in the forest? What in the hell just happened? Why are you there?" I heard the wind come from her end of the phone which meant she was rushing to where I was.

"Just chilling." I tried to laugh at my own shitty way of trying to lighten the mood but I ended up just coughing instead. "God this one hurts all to hell."

"No! I thought it fucking tickled, Nuñez. I'll be there soon. I'm only a couple blocks away. Stay on the line so I know that you're alive." I leaned my head back with a smile.

"No, I was going to hang up and leave you to thinking I was dying." I could tell she was shaking her head at me. "Just stay on the line and make sure you're alone."

"You got it, Scott." I twisted slightly so I could see over my right shoulder to see that no one was there and then twisted again to look over my left. I instantly leaned back completely against the tree. I saw a figure walking through the trees as if it was searching for something. "Darc? Someone is here. I can't tell who it is."

"Fuck! Um, stay quiet and lay low. Keep pressure on where ever your wound is and I'll be there. Just say low." I took in a sharp breath as I heard the laughter from the figure in the distance. I watched as the figure started to come into my view. I noticed instantly that the form was nothing like the ones that were chasing me. I still wasn't sure what it was so I made myself sink lower against the tree to try to make myself less noticeable.

"Atlas! Where are you, buddy?"

"Jim, I swear to God if you lost your dog. Again!"

"Hey, he's not my actual dog. But someone's gotta take care of him."

Fuck times three.

"Hurry up Darc," I whispered into the speaker of my phone.

"I'm trying, Claire, I promise. I'm entering the forest now, hold tight." I leaned my head against the bark once more and placed my hand against the wound. I watched as what I knew was now Jim and another familiar voice walk-on pass without a hitch. I let out a breath that I didn't even realize that I was holding until their figures disappeared from my sight.

"Claire?" I smile meekly to Darci as she kneed down to my level on the ground with a worried look etched into her face. "Hey there Darci. Wonderful weather tonight, huh?" She instantly took my arm and placed it over her shoulder and lifted me up slowly. I groaned as I felt pain pulse through my skin and rattle my head. We started our way to Troll Market as I started to get an earful from Darci.

"Are you insane? Nomura could have killed you! Combining that with how she had the goblins at her will, you would have been distracted like a deer in headlights as she cut you down swift and easy. This could have been bad, C-Bomb. We're lucky you're not dead."

"I feel like it would be so much better if I was." She smacked my hand that was over her shoulder as she helped me down the canal. "What was that for?!"

"Say that ever again and I will kill you myself."

"What were you thinking?! Running out there after that changeling without any support, Fair Claire is something a Trollhunter at your level must think twice about before running blindly into action." I winched as I felt Darci stitch into my side with the first-aid kit that her, Mary, and I agreed on hiding in Blinky library just in case of situations like my own. I was biting down on a towel to keep myself from screaming as Darci needed as much concentration as possible. She was used to having to do minorly intense first-aid due to her dad that's a police officer that claims that anything that isn't a bullet hole is "just a scratch". Which makes it wonderful right now when I need a few stitches from the glaze of Nomura's blade.

"You're done. You know the rules, no over the top athletics for a couple of days, place Blinky's goop on it or whatever it is to make it heal faster, and I'll take it out in a couple of days." I nodded my head as I pulled the bundled up towel out of my mouth.

"Thank God! I don't think I could have taken being your push pin anymore." I slowly brought myself to a sitting position to look both her and Blinky in the eyes as I lowered my shirt to cover the small number of stitches that will definitely lead to another scar. "I'm sorry guys, but she was kind of trying to kill me. I would have rather run off and not let anyone that shouldn't see what was happening than fight her in the almost broad street light. We don't need people seeing a silver armored figure with a sword fighting a tall purple creature. People will start doing night watches or something." I watched Darci sigh and placed her hand upon my shoulder.

"You just gotta be more careful, C-Bomb. We gotta make it to at least junior year before you're severely hospitalized." I laughed lightly at her words which caused a small amount of pain to spread from my newly enquired woven friends in my skin. "Hurts?" I guess my face gave me away as I nodded meekly.

"You must get home to rest then, Fair Claire." He handed me a container that I was rather accustomed to being given whenever I was in Troll Market. It's some form of adhesive that Troll-kind had created to help mend cracks within their stone skin, but when we decided to test it on ourselves, it seemed to have the same effect in a way on human skin. It caused bruises, cuts, and gashes the girls and I had enquired over the last few months to disappear within minutes, hours, or days mattering on the severity. Hell, Mary broke her wrist and due to her placing her arm in a wrapping soaked in this stuff and placing it on a pillow overnight and she was as good as new by daylight. Blinky would talk a lot about how it usually takes trolls weeks or even months to heal with the concoction but he guesses it must be within the idea that we're not as immortal seemingly as they are.

"Thanks, Blinky. I'll try my best. When should we get the stitches back out, Darc?" She gave me a shrug with a smirk on her face.

"Maybe you just need to let it heal on its own. Don't need the stitching getting stuck in your skin." I sighed heavily and over dramatically fell backward on the makeshift table we made. "Oh stop it! You should be able to put the stuff on it for a couple of hours, clean it off and take the stitches out yourself before going to bed. You're just lucky we didn't have to actually go to the hospital. They would have put stables in or something." I pushed myself gently back into a sitting position with a small smile on my face.

"Yeah, I know. I'm lucky I have a best friend that knows what she's doing. Those first-aid classes and helping your dad out has really paid off, huh?" I felt her nudge my shoulder with a playful punch.

"Yeah, you definitely are. You owe my ass, Nuñez."

"Dude! Darc called me one last night after she got home. Are you alright?" I smiled at Mary as I shut my locker with a soft click.

"It was a bitch getting the stitches out when it was healing a lot faster than I thought it would. I'll have a scar though." We started our way to Mr. Strickler's class as my head started flooding back the previous night's events.

"Get the Trollhunter!" I jumped through the window of the museum and rolled onto my feet before dashing off into the forest not far behind it. I checked over my shoulder after I jumped over a small stream and kept running through the trees. When I came to a clearing, I decided to stop and check my surroundings with my sword now out and ready to slash if need be.

God, I wish I didn't follow Strickler to that stupid museum. I should have waited for at least Darci to meet up with me before going after him.

Out of nowhere, I heard the sound of a light whistle of a song. I knew it all too well. It was the one that haunted me before when a certain changeling had chased me before. "In the Hall of Mountain King," I whispered to myself as I shifted my eyes over the open area quickly as I got into a fighting stance. I heard ruffling over my shoulder so I turned just in time to be welcomed by a tall and vicious purple changeling jump at me with a wicked smile on her face. I put up my sword in time to shield myself from a blow to my chest as she knocked me onto my back as she pushed down against my sword.

"Hmm, a masked Trollhunter? This one is new. Much a small one too." I pushed back with just enough strength to throw her off me to then roll over my head and push back onto my feet. I put my sword back up in front of me while keeping my eyes on Nomura. "A silent one too, huh?" I watched as she toyed with her blades, spinning them before having the handles placed in her hands with ease. "I'll change that soon." She dashed at me with her right arm aiming to slash across my chest, but I lifted my sword to block and push back on her actions. I swung my foot low with it aiming for her ankles, but she jumped sideways and sliced at my side. I was able to move almost completely out of the way, but the tip of the small sword sliced through my exposed skin on my side. I backed up a few steps and placed a free hand on my side to see that a small amount of blood was there when I pulled it back into sight. I looked back up to Nomura to see she had another smile on her face as she was spinning her blades around again.

I need to get out of here.

I shifted my eyes back and worth as I took a few steps back from the towering changeling. I smirked under my cloth mask as I noticed there was a tree branch above her head. I put the sword back on my back, jumped up and grabbed the branch, and then swung my feet to hit the changeling right into the chest. I swung myself completely over the branch and landed on my feet. I looked up to see that the force of the swing actually caused Nomura to land on her back. I took this opportunity to run back into the forest.

I shook my head as we entered history. I was lucky I could get away from Nomura. I still have to ask Blinky how I was even cut through the armor of the amulet. It made no sense to me. I was punched by Bular and sent through the sky without any harm to my body, but I get slashed at by a changeling with a human-made small sword and I end up with stitches in my side with an additional feeling of like I'm dying. When Mary and I sat down in our desks and I noticed that Stickler's normal sachel wasn't on his desk, I released a breathe that I wasn't aware I was holding. I did not want to deal with that man so soon after him claiming he was going to take my amulet off my cold dead body.

"Your mood literally just switched after realizing Mr. S isn't here. Is it because of last night or due to how you forgot to study for the test we were supposed to have?" I sighed and put a hand through my hair.

Jesus, I've never been this forgetful until this week. I need to keep up with school and everything. Especially since mom is letting me audition for Romeo and Juliet. It would look out of character to randomly not want to act out of nowhere when I was begging for the right to audition since middle school. It would even be worse if my grades start slipping. My parents are keen on me keeping my straight A's. I start slipping there, and everything else will follow.

I felt a pat on my back and looked over to Mary who had a small smile on her face. "It's gonna be alright, C-Bomb. I think Blinky will be okay with you taking the night off of being on patrol." I gave her a smile before I looked over to the door after I heard a laugh I had grown accustomed to recently. A smiling Jim was jokingly punching Toby's shoulder.

"Dude, it seems you lucked out. It seems Stickler isn't here."

"Thank God. I forgot to study last night. I don't need another hit to my grade." I laughed a little at the two of them as they went to their seats.

"Man, maybe the two of you are perfect for each othe- OW! What was that for?"

"Shush, Wang."

Later on in the class, we were being shown GunRobt 3 as Coach Lawerence, our substitute for the day, was leaning back in Stickler's chair. He didn't seem to care what we were doing, especially if we were talking and or sleeping. So Mary and I just kept in a small conversation with ease.

"Wanna know what you should do?" I looked over to Mary with an eyebrow raised. "You should ask Jim out." I about burst out laughing as I covered my mouth with my hand to stifle it.

"Mary, I love you tons, but I'm going to barely be able to juggle the play and school with Trollhunting," I whispered back. "Also, I've only known him for what? A month without the whole gap of talking in the hospital?"

"Yeah, so? It's as if you already have that boy wrapped around your finger. Hell, I think if you asked him to join the play, he would." I rolled my eyes. "Here, I'll help."

"What are you-?"

"Coach Lawerence! Lake took my seat!"

I wanna die.

I instantly buried my face into my arms that were crossed on top of the desk as Mary gave me a shit-eating grin.

"Lake! Give Wang back her seat." I heard Mary walk away, but I was too embarrassed by my friend's actions that when I heard the seat beside me shift I kept my eyes buried as I spoke.

"I'm so sorry for Mary. She's being a little bit of a dick at the moment."

"It's no big deal. Toby's been the same way." I turned my head to see Jim smiling down at me. I already knew I was a sucker for his bright blue eyes since the moment I saw them, but even in the darkroom where the only light was coming from the movie on the overhead projector, they somehow seemed to glow.

How in the hell can someone's eyes be that attractive? Just how? And that's not even questioning how they can be so bright without much light. I swear this boy is not human. It would make much more sense.

I smiled to myself as I then remembered what Mary had said not long before.

"I think if you asked him to join the play, he would."

I pulled myself completely out of my arms and leaned over to rummage into my bag to see a folded up poster that I got from Miss Janeth when I asked her about auditions.

Maybe if I'm going to be stressed all to hell, I might as well try to spend some time with the possible alien.

I turned to Jim with a smile as I handed him the poster. "There's a play that's going to have auditions soon. I was talking to Miss Janeth who is going to be the director and she said she would need a lot more guys since a lot of her main actors graduated last year. Maybe you'll be interested? It'll give us some time away from our favorite pains." I heard a small chuckle come from him as he took the poster with a smile similar to my own.

"I might just take you up on that," I watched as he folded it up and placed it within his jacket pocket.

I swear to god, you are definitely a fucking alien or something. It would make so much more sense if you were a changeling or something.

Wait.

PLEASE DON'T BE ONE OF THOSE FUCKERS! It would make sense because no normal human should make this effect so fucking easy, but PLEASE NO.