Trollhunters one-shots

Panic

I feel. . . trapped. Stuck in one place, stuck in my own mindset. My thoughts are dragging me down. It seems rock bottom is a lot deeper than we think. I can't get my head straight, I feel like I'm going insane. My heart and head tell me to scream at the top of my lungs but nothing comes out. I want to be close, to be loved, but my body won't move to those who care.

I can't see straight. I can't burden them with my problems, but I push them to talk to me when something is wrong in their life. I can't breathe anymore. I feel like I'm drowning and I'm made of stone, sinking to the bottom.

Clawing away at my throat, I'm brought back to myself. Blood running down my neck as I take my nails out of my skin. The horns on my head scratched the cement below me as I lay still crying.

Why me? Why was I chosen? I'm only a child, barely sixteen. My childhood taken from me as I'm now the protector of two different worlds. If my humanity was why he chose me then why would he need me to change into a beast.

My armor only gets heavier as I go on but they tell me I get stronger with it. Tell me again why I'm the one responsible for all the horrible things that happen? The cause of all the death and blood shed? I should have listened to them when they said this job was a one man show. I've endangered my loved ones time and time again but nothing matters if I lose this fight. So many people have died for me, killed for me, and yet I still stand. Why am I still here when they were the ones that gave their lives. Selfless acts that I didn't deserve.

I would take all their places over and over again if it meant they would still be here. Chains anchor me to the ground, pulling me down so I can't move. Tied to the past so I can't move forward. I can't do it anymore. No one could love a monster like me.

The wind is cold but the sky is clear as the sun starts to rise. A smile twists onto my face as I stand up. "I could do with one more sunrise." I say as I take my final breath and let the warm rays of morning sun turn me to stone. No longer caged as I look at the faces of my fallen friends- no, family.

(A/N hello my beautiful subjects. as a high school student, i have an ELA class and for that i chose creative writing. i find it extremely easy as i can just write fanfics for everything and my teacher never questions why i love these character names so much. anyway, this was one of the first short pieces i made and it was based on when Jim was first turned troll, when he ran away. i know this one's kinda sad to start a new 'story' but i felt proud of it, even if it's really, really, really short. anyway, as always, hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading, see you all in the next chapter.) word count - 436 not including (A/N)