When you look into a mirror, it shows you a reflection. People describe it as a beauty of themselves. And it's true, in one way. It also reflects what you've done. When I see my own reflection, I only see a failure, a coward, and someone not worth fighting for.
Yet I do, each and every day for as long as I've been down here, hoping to see the smiling faces, of my friends and family.
Who mean everything to me.
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Food. That's the only thing I can think of. And I don't mean gooey slime from eggs, or repletion flesh. I mean like a juicy burger from a fast food place and a side of extra large fries. Oh yeah, that sounds good.But can't happen unfortunately.
You see being the hero isn't always saving the damsel in distress and fighting for the greater good. It's also about making sacrifices for the absolute hope, that over comes any despair. And that's been a real pain in my butt for the past two years. You heard me right.
Two years.
Two years without sunlight, two years without real food, two years without my friends or family.
Two years of being the Trollhunter.
And even though I feel like giving up, I can't. And I won't. I made promise to one of my friends, to find her brother. That promise won't be in vain. Even if it means it'll cost me my life, I'd do anything for her.
My gaze shifts from the slime egg that I'm currently eating, to the drawing on the wall. It shows me, Blinky, ARRGH, Toby, and Claire.
Claire.
Oh how I missed the sweet scent of her hair, those hazelnut eyes, those kissable lips. I miss everything about her. My hand reaches out to touch it, even though I'm a good two feet away from it. Just as I'm about to touch it, I slowly bring my hand down.
'You did this Jim.'
I sigh, knowing that it was the truth. My heart has probably been shattered to millions of pieces right now. And so have theirs.
'Do they even remember me? Do they come and try to find me? Do they even care?'
Before more of the sinister thoughts could fill my mind, a loud roar erupted my thoughts. Knowing what it is, I swiftly pull myself of the ground and hide in a crack along the wall. Even with the armor, I'm still skinny enough to fit.
After peeking my head out for a brief moment, I caught the sight of five or six GumGums. All carrying some sort of weapon, like a spears, swords, and one even had a bow and arrow.
I slipped my head back into the crack, hoping none of them would see me. I could just wait them out here, but then if I get caught I wouldn't be able to fight back nor escape. But if I attack here, they wouldn't expect it and they couldn't call for backup. Alright good plan, let's do this.
After waiting for fa few minutes, I quickly exited my hiding spot and silently started to follow the GumGums. None of them have seen or heard me yet-
Until I kick a rock.
The little stone fell down a couple of steps, and the Gum Gumms gaze were averted to me. They ready their weapons and I pulled out my sword. The Gumm-Gumms charge at me, and I had no choice but to fight back. I swung Eclipse at the them, with every attack I made sure to put my full power in.
I managed to fight off the small squad, but I attracted a crowd. More Gumm-Gumms came charging at me, and I had no choice but to flee.
When you look into a mirror, it shows you a reflection. People describe it a beauty of them selves. And if anything, if I were to look into a mirror now, I would only see a boy fleeing for his life, with an army of Gumm-Gumms behind.
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(A/N)I'm so sorry guys! I didn't mean for the wait to be this long and it's not as long as the last part. But i promise you I will not abandon this story, considering it has 200+ views on it. Some things have been happening in my daily life and that's one of the factors why I haven't updated. But I promise I will try to update this as much as I can. Thanks for understanding and remember, stay crispy!!
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Trollhunters: Into the Darkness
FanfictionJim Lake, being stuck in the Darklands for two years now, has never lost hope into returning to land he calls home. But with the group scattered in Arcadia, is it even possible?