𝐵𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔

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Year: 2016

"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." The sound of the car radio out loud as it passed over the canal on bridge; in said canal covered everything below, almost no one could see anything underneath the fog.

A paper cup rolling around down below, the sound of heave footsteps approaching. Then it was crushed by a Troll's foot, he roared as he winds his arm back to punch with a roar that could rival a lion's. His victim dodged and swung his blade at the dark prince, but he blocked it with his forearm. The one in armor knelt, stabbing his blade into the concrete ground, exhausted. His opponent was no better, his fists digging into the hard ground to support his weight.

This fight had gone on for what felt like the entire night. They were both tired, panting as they attempted to catch their breaths. "Yield, Kanjigar." Bular, the dark prince, the slayer of many Trollhunters after his father was trapped in the Darklands. demanded. "A Trollhunter never yields." Kanjigar, one of the best Trollhunters in history, one that has lived longer than most Trollhunters that came before him, started before taking in a shallow breath as he regained his groundings. "I'd rather die." He stated, glaring at the beast in front of him in his red and yellow glowing eyes.

"Terms... accepted." Bular jumped high in the air with a yell, fist raised above his head; gravity came into effect, quickly lowering his fist as he quickly fell back to the ground. Kanjigar dodged the attack. Bular quickly got up and punched, only to make contact with the ground. He turned around and started to deliver more punches to his opponent, which were blocked with the Blade of Daylight.

Kanjigar flipped in the air, spinning as he held his blade out to strike at the Gumm-Gumm. Bular copied this move and attempted to punch Kanjigar in the face, but the Trollhunter saw this and quickly retaliated, punching him in the face which sent him back a good distance away, falling on his back.

Bular raised his head up, ready to get back to continue this, seemingly, endless battle, only to see the Trollhunter's sword in front of his face. He looked up with glare, teeth bared. "Your turn, Bular. Yield." Kanjigar said breathlessly. He then felt a stinging sensation on his shoulder. He looked at it to seem it steaming and turning grey; looking behind him, he realized that he's running out of time as the Sun continues to rise.

Taking advantage of this distraction, Bular raised his legs and kicked Kanjigar away. The Trollhunter slid close to the sunlight when he made contact with the ground, face first. He looked to his left to see his sword directly in the sunlight, he then looked to his right to see that Bular was back up on his feet, slowly approaching him.

He quickly turned the other way, and without hesitation, grabbed his weapon out of the Sun's deadly rays, growling in pain when his arm went into the sunlight. Kanjigar quickly stood up, blade held in front of him as the Gumm-Gumm Prince was getting closer and closer. "There is nowhere left for you to run, Trollhunter. Give me the amulet." Bular demanded; a sinister grin spread across his face.

Kanjigar turned away, running across the wall of the canal, Bular gave chase. Kanjigar jumped onto the bridge's support beam, pulling himself up, scaring away some birds. He held his blade in front of himself, panting. He looked around but didn't see Bular in sight.

Where is he?

A growl came from behind, and before he could look, he was immediately kicked to the side, hitting the bars that support the bridge. Kanjigar got up as Bular crawled slowly closer to him before lunging at him. Luckily, he dodged by hangin under the bridge like the beams are monkey bars on a playground, but Bular followed in suit, swinging after him before going up before the Trollhunter did.

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