Troll Hunters becoming- A season to remember

What we are, and what we were.

Fanfic|- Troll hunters becoming
A season to remember
(Holiday special)

Hi there, I should start with some context. My inspiration for this fic, comes from my love of TOA from the first time it released, and the justice it needs after ROTT. I love Webber's Becoming and it is a great continuation and redemption to the series, that made me hopeful and exited about TOA again, and I wanted to contribute too,to keeping the franchise alive hence this. Also I wanted to do something on the theme of holidays so this is it. This is also my first fic so please don't be negative if I get anything wrong, we are all about kindness hear, thank you. Thats enough of me rambling enjoy this fic, A Season To Remember.
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"Be safe,"

Jim knew those words were never a guarantee. It had been three weeks since Douxie departed Arcadia with merlin and Morgana, he was already feeling uneasy, for them and for arcadia. With time now laid bare what's inevitable to come was all up to chance.

With time by Jim's side reflecting on their past achievements was among one of the things flooding his mind lately, like there defeated of Gunmar, Morgana alive and on their side, the changeling familiar's safe in Enrique's care, Vendel, Troll market residence and Draal, alive! Not to mention all the friendships and bonds he thought lost returning to him, and in many ways strengthening, along with his own gained powers returning too him in aid of his knowledge of the future. It all seemed just too good to be true, and far too unrealistic too his luck, Jim thought.

But too much is at stake too celebrate, Jim kept reminding himself of the true threat still at large.

The Arcane Order!

Too say he was scared was an understatement, though he had achieved so much in the last year, even more then the troll hunters themselves (though he never admitted it) he was still terrified too the events of their arrival in a year's time.

The anticipation is enough to drive anyone round the bend, and for Jim it was worse. Evident by the lack of sleep he deprived himself thinking of all the ways things could go wrong, and how too solution things. Not to mention Nightmares always finding its way into sleep.

"Jim!" ... "Jim!"

Jim was currently asleep in his studies, unpronounced too him he dozed of 3 hours ago reading through a historical textbook assignment Blinky gave him, for his final examinations before the holiday break up.

"Master Jim, not too diverse you from a deserved rest, but my son its already 6:30! Claire and Toby will be here soon, are you all right this is unlike you too fall asleep outside rutine?" Blinky inquired gently lifting Jim from the desk he was currently face planting on, Blinky fixed his hair dusted his horns and propped Jim too his feet, knowing the boy was still dazed.

"I... err, Augh what! Six thirty, have I been asleep, I gotta get going!" Jim startled realising his predicament. He quickly organising his cluttered workspace into a semi net arrangement after Blinky let go, grabbed his satchel bag and bolted out the cavern exit. Not before bidding a quick "thanks Dad," too Blinky as he left.

Blinky in question just bowed his head side to side in Amusement too Jim's calamity, before spotting an all too familiar object still resting on the stone surface Jim had just tidied. He was about to pick up said object before the glowing Jem inside hummed causing the hands too spin violently before lifting and shooting out the same way Jim exit. It would have been surprising too Blink if it hadn't been Jim's Amulet, now known to shoot of as he douse. He would say that's one of Jim's particular tricks, he has never known any other troll hunter capable of doing that.

Blinky had also been reminiscing in his free time, especially tutoring Jim more often in his human studies. Ever since the encounter and demise of his brother Dicktatious in their travels through the Darklands, to extinguish Gunmars reign of terror, Blink had thought a lot on how much that boy truly means too him. He remembered the times when he was only Jim's trainer but even then, he saw something in that boy that had never resonated in any other troll before, or human. it warms his stone heart being able to be a special part of Jim's life, if Blinky where to place it into a metaphor he would say its like a pebble too a stream diverting his life too a sea of possibility making his life more meaningful and, in any case, exciting. He was content though, even knowing the inevitability that was the order, but Blinky knew they are strong in facing them, but also knew Jim would most likely be over thinking things, on what could go down and what next, he could lose. If only for a minuet he could do something to distract Jim. Blinky thought on that whilst he reshelved a few misplaced books around the library, where Jim studied, before heading to the forge himself for the evenings training session.