Trollhunters: "Two Warriors One Love Shared" (DRAALXOC)

A Loboan Amongst Us

The following Day~~~(Sonya's POV)

I hummed softly as I walked down my street, headphones over my ears, my hands shoved into my pockets, I was listening to This Is Me from the Greatest Showman, ironic really. This song preached about being yourself and being proud of who you are.

I'm anything but. I hide in this teeny body, and lived this fake life. I wanted to go home to my true parents, back to the mountains. That is where I belong, not . . . here. The warm sun danced on my back, and sent shivers of warmth through my body, it felt nice. I looked up and froze mid-step, beyond a fence of someone's home I saw a flash of silver, I peaked a brow, I saw the bushes move and I caught a glimpse of green fur, and . . . moving stone? I reached up with one hand and pulled my headphones off, letting them settle around me neck.

"Arrrgh . . .?" I asked softly, I then walked across the street and around the house, I shoved bushes aside, and noticed this particular part of the woods was very well shaded. I looked left and right, with my eyes narrowed, my hands slowly coiled up into fists.

Suddenly a huge set of hands clamped around my mid-section and held me there, "H-hey!" out of pure instinct I picked up my foot and kicked back.

"AH!" The hands released and I ran forward and whirled around to see . . .

"Draal?" I asked with widened eyes.

Draal was on his knees, holding his crotch, "Ow . . ." he groaned in pain.

I backed up, "Uh, are you ok?" I asked slowly.

"You kicked me in the Gronk-nuks!" He looked up at me with a hardened gaze.

"Draal, are you ok?!" Jim ran past me along with Toby and Claire, Arrrgh emerged from the bushes.

I backed up further, "What the heck is going on?!" I demanded, as Draal stood up again.

Toby held out his arms, "Ok, don't freak, we just wanna talk." He took a step forward.

I sighed deeply, "Are you . . . stalking me?" I asked, folding my arms.

"Not stalking." Arrrgh replied.

Jim walked up to me and held out his hand, "Just walk with us, we need to talk to you." he said.

I rolled my eyes and shoved past him, "You're interrupting a perfectly nice Sunday morning." I said in an annoyed tone, "Can't it wait? I'm listening to the Greatest Showman soundtrack." I pointed to my headphones.

Claire looked to Jim with worry in her eyes before Jim nodded, "Just say it."

"Say . . . what?" I asked in a low tone.

"For the Love of . . .!" Draal shoved past Jim and walked right up to me, glaring at me with his fire like eyes, "We know what you are . . .Loboan." he growled.

My eyes widened before my hand coiled into a fist, "You're walking dangerous grounds, Stone Skin." I bared my teeth, showing a set of fangs, my eyes flashed a green color.

Arrrgh peaked a brow, "Sonya mad?" he asked.

I popped my knuckles, "You could say that."

"So, it is true," Claire walked up to me, "you are a Loboan." she reached out to touch my arm, but I grabbed her wrist in a vice-like grip, I shot her a glare,

"Do not say that word, Soft Skin." I growled, "M. y breed is known for they're short temper and . . . violent actions." I towered over her.

Suddenly, the blade of a sword came inches from my face, I blinked then looked at Jim who had summoned his armor.

"Let hgo." He growled.

I gave a slight scoff before letting Claire's wrist go, "So...now you know." I turned to Jim, "What're you gonna do anout it, Soft Skin?"

"First off, my name is Jim." Jim stated irritably.

I let out a a deep chuckle, "Sure, but my clan refers to your breed as Soft Skins becuase well..." I poked Jim's cheek, "You are so soft."

"Can I punch her? Please?" Draal snorted, balling up his fists.

I peaked a brow, "Fine, fine, I'll call you by your names, but what do you want with me now?" I asked

Jim's posture softened, "Show us what you really look like." His eyes were kind and a small smile was on his lips.

I opened my mouth to snap, when I heard a whizzing noise, my head snapped to attention, looking over to Draal, "Stone Skin, behind you!"

From the cover of the bracken an arrow whizzed at us, it's black tip gleaming in the cover of the trees' shade. Draal put his arms up to block but I jumped over his big shoulder and landed before him, I closed my eyes and everything seemed to slow down. My bones crunched and shifted, my face became a long muzzle, pointed ears sprouted from my head, my feet morphing into huge paws, my skin getting covered in a rich mahogany brown fur and finally, emeralds sprouted from my forehead and arms and my tail grew out.

I let out a vicious snark and swatted the arrow aside, my white fangs bared like knives. The arrow embedded itself into a tree and my green eyes caught a figure vanishing into the forest as silent as the stars above.

"Awesome-sauce!" Toby gasped looking up at me.

I was 7 feet tall, 100% muscle, with brown fur, green eyes and two white saber like fangs jutting down from my upper jaw.

Draal stared up at me with widened eyes, "Deya's Grace..."

I gave a soft growl and spoke, my voice was low, "Well, congratulations," I bared my teeth, "You are the first non-Loboans to see me in my true form."