I look up at the troll in fear.
'Well ain't you a purty li'l one.'
I stare up at him defiantly.
'No response? Hay? Cat got your tongue?'
I continue to stare at him.
'Hmp,' he grunts, 'look here. I ain't takin' no cheek fr'm you missie.'
'Fine.' I say, 'I am certainly not going to be cheeked by you either. '
He stared at me in mock amazement.
'She can talk!' he exclaimed.
I put my hand in the middle of his chest and push him hard. I laugh when he falls over.
'I suggest you stop talking.' I say.
He gets up and grabs a sack on the ground. This was the first time I had noticed it, but I already knew what was in it. Gomber.
'Give me the sack.' was all I said.
'Oh this!?' the troll retorted, holding it in the air.
'Yes that, you disgraceful idiot! I don't want anything else of yours!'
He reaches out his hand and grabs my hair. I scream in fury as my hair is yanked toward him.
'I want something of yours!' he says. I feel a strong tingling in my hands.
'LET GO OF MY HAIR YOU IDIOT!' I scream.
He tries to drag me into the sack but I slap his face hard. He let's go of me in surprise. I raise my jeweled sword and point it at his chest. I pause. What the hell?! Where did the sword come from?
He notices my hesitation and makes a lung at me. I swing the sword and forget about everything except killing this troll. I aim the sword at his heart and charge.
It all happens to fast. The troll sees the pattern on the sword and backs away. He grips the sack tighter. I an still running. He turns and starts to run away. He only gets a few metres the trips, dropping the sack. He jumps up and grabs the sack before running again.
'OH NO YOU DON'T!' I yell.
He whimpers and throws the sack on the ground. I take aim and throw the sword at him. I watch as it spins through the air and lodges itself in the centre of his back.
He keels over onto his front. I run over and check he is dead. I grab the sack and pull Gomber out.
'Are you okay?' I ask.
He moans and leans against my side.
I helped him up and we went inside. Mum was in the kitchen with a rolling pin poised ready to strike the troll if it came in. She nearly took my head off when I walked in. Then she saw Gomber.
'Oh my gosh!' she exclaimed, 'Gomber!' Then turning to me she said, 'Did the troll get him?'
I nodded. 'Had him in a sack ready to take him away.'
'Where's the troll?'
'Dead. I killed it.'
She looked at me like I was a saint.
'How?' she said, narrowing her eyes.
'With a jeweled sword. What else?' I said jokingly.
'What colour jewels?' she queried.
'Green.'
She looked at me in amazement.
'Green? Are you sure?'
'Yeah. ' I reply.
Her jaw dropped .
'Oh my gosh... '
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A Midnight Stroll in the Woods - Book 1 in the Troll Warrior series
FantasyThalia is just and ordinary girl, or so she thinks. Until one night when she is taking a walk in the woods she is confronted by a stranger. The stranger asks her what she is doing out this late. Thalia starts to reply but is thrown behind a tree by...
