A Trollhunter turned King

Jailbreak

Toby knew this was going to end horribly, these guys were just signing their death warrants. Staring down and threatening two hyper protective trolls, even if one of them was struggling to stand and Toby was holding him up.

"Crazy pants, you obviously don't know anything about trolls so I'll try to give you a pass, but put the weapons down or things will get messy." The trollhunter hissed, shifting his best friend's weight a little and also helping distract Jim and Draal from growling at the enemies.

"Ha! Is that a threat, kid?" Kubliz scowled, the whirring noise from her glowing green blaster as it powered up caused more angered noises from the troll and half-troll.

"No, it's a promise." Toby gave his best growl to match the others, which prompted slight smiles from them. Draal stepped further in front of the teens as the rest of the soldiers powered up their guns as well.

"I'll tear the flesh from your bones." the teal troll snarled as he lowered his head to present his horns and bared his tusks.

"Starting to sound like Bular there, Draal." Toby half warned as he summoned Daylight to his free hand, shifting the weakened Jim slightly behind him.

Jim was about to let go of Toby to let him fight too but a pang in his chest threw him off. Flames danced in his vision as the scene around him shifted. Draal and Toby were nowhere in sight and Jim might not have known what the compound looked like from outside of the room they kept him in but he figured he was looking at the charred remains of it.

Red, blue, purple and black flames spread across the facility, smoke littered the night sky and the ground and buildings were destroyed and crumbling. The blaze flashed in his eyes again as the surroundings were changed. Everything flashed far too fast for Jim to process them properly but there was one scene that stuck with him.

Among the flames and broken cement and brick, a glowing blue substance smeared and splattered across the ruble and ground. Jim knew that color all too well at this point. He feared seeing it ever since the colonel showed him the screen of the twins passed out and shackled. That glowing liquid was Akiridion blood and that stirred a whole new wave of rage in Jim.

Angry pants were soon silenced from his throat as his breathing stopped completely. Jim had grown accustomed to recognizing crystals among rocks, even dulled out and no longer shining, but the shattered and dark gem was shaped far too familiarly for Jim not to know what it was.

The blood was enraging, the dead akiridion core was . . . something far worse. The young king wasn't going to lose anyone else in this fight. Not again, never again. He hissed, a breath he didn't know he was holding.

The half troll was shot back into the present, his breathing ragged and gasping as he felt his markings die down. He was sat on the ground as Toby and Draal shielded him from what might be a shoot off from the army men and the crazed woman.

'Another vision?' Jim thought to himself, he'd had one before back when Otto tried to kill Toby during the PyroBligst game. He'd seen himself kill Otto in cold blood when he stopped time. Jim had seen what could have happened but he had the mind to change the future. He understood what this new vision meant now. He stood to his feet and stepped towards the dark skinned woman and in front of the other guys.

"Jimbo?" Toby voiced in surprise, concern and confusion. Draal made an equally expressed sound in the back of his throat before Jim's guttural growl shook the building.

"I'm not even going to give you the option of a question. You will tell me where the Tarrons are, right NOW!!" Jim barked, sending waves of divinity across the room. A small crater formed at his feet from the pressure as their enemies were pushed back from the force, although, so were Draal and Toby, just not as much. The order was powered by protection and anger.