Jim's POV:
(Written by @Mad_Be_Green)
Right as I touched the blue glowing amulet, my mind instantly went somewhere else. I couldn't tell where because what I saw never happened in my life before.
"Don't let the Darkness consume you," Merlin's voice echos slowly through my head.
I saw myself. But it wasn't me. Only a frightened troll in darkness and screaming to let him out. His red armor flowed against the darkness leading to his only source of light. All he heard was his voice echoing back to him.
No one was coming to his aid. The picture flashed into a scene of me as a troll standing right in the rubble of Gunmar.
His ashes where lying right by the entrance of the museum. But I wasn't alone. For I was accompanied by my father. Only I didn't seem miserable I was smirking. Claire was standing right in front of me.
"Jim please! You can't do this! This isn't who you are," she begged. It flashed back to me standing in nothing but darkness. That's when something caught my eye. I was slowly fading away. What could this mean? What just happened? Instantly the visions ended.
I saw Merlin innocently standing in front of me. I stumbled backwards and fell towards one of the walls. Clutching my head I hear Merlin.
"Trollhunter, get up. What did you see?" I looked down at the amulet then back up at Merlin. How did he know that I was just seeing stuff?
"Merlin I... I think I just saw the future."
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Trollhunters Aftermath
FanfictionAfter the war, everyone is wondering, what happens to Arcadia? Jim? TrollMarket? We have the answers! We actually didn't like the idea of all the trolls leaving Arcadia, so why not change the story? By the way this doesn't go along with the "suppose...
