[TO BE REWRITTEN] LEGENDS NEVER DIE {Trollhunters/Young Justice}

62 NOTENRIQUE 62

"I DID IT. They're all suspicious and a little shaken up, as ordered." There was a false cheer to his voice as he spoke on the flip phone under Claire's bed, a dangerous, jagged undertone lacing his words in hidden meaning.

"Good." The voice drawled. "Don't worry," He said confidently, "everything will go exactly to plan."

"And what about the human element?" NotEnrique demanded. "They aren't exactly something you can control." He points out.

"I know," He says somewhat gravely, "but I can try."

The road noise cut as the man on the other end hung up.

NotEnrique sat, thinking for a moment before closing the phone and setting it back down.

He hoped Strickler knew what he was doing.