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

No Home

(Next Day)~~Third Person's POV~

Jim let out a scream as he was nearly split in half by one of the giant swinging axes that lined the Forge.

"Focus, Master Jim!" Blinky shouted from the sidelines with Toby, Arrrgh, Clare and Draal.

Jim jumped onto one of the rising levels of stone and he looked down at Blinky, "What do you think I'm-Whoa!" He pulled himself up, and tucked into a roll, barely missing another swinging axe.

Draal peaked a brow, watching the Trollhunter train, this was a daily occurrence for the young human. Draal opened his mouth to give Jim some advice when the sound of a thud made him freeze. He turned his fire-like eyes and they widened.

Sonya was passed out on her front in the entrance to the forge, her breathing heavy. Blinky noticed this too,

"My word! Ms. Wolf!" he exclaimed running over.

Arrrgh stopped the training system, letting Jim climb down, and he too ran over. Claire rolled Sonya over onto her back, and brushed some of her hair from her face, revealing dozens of cuts and bruises.

"What the . . .?" Jim knelt over her and tapped her cheek a little bit, "Sonya? You ok?"

"She's obviously not!" Toby snapped at Jim, "It looks like something attacked her." he rubbed his chin.

Sonya's face scrunched up and she groaned a little bit, she reached up and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Ow . . ." her emerald eyes snapped open and she sat up, holding her head, "Everything hurts . . ." she mumbled, wincing in pain.

"My word, Ms. Wolf!" Blinky put one of his four hands on her shoulder, "What happened?" he asked.

Sonya was pale and sweaty, her face covered with cat-like scratches that looked painfully familiar. Draal rubbed his chin,

"Those cuts . . ." he pointed with his mechanical arm, "are Goblin scratches!" his eyes widened in realization.

"You got attacked by Goblins?" Claire asked, "Are you ok? Where did-"

"Enough!" Sonya stood up, dusting off her sweaty form, she pulled her hair back and tied it up in a pony tail, "It doesn't matter. I've taken care of it." she adjusted her dirty shirt and cleared her throat.

Jim got in front of the taller brunette, and took off his armor, "It does matter, Sonya." he sated, "What if they were blood goblins? Those things can track anyone they come into contact with!" he looked at her with severity evident in his gaze, "What happened?" he asked again.

Sonya scoffed, "Ok, fine." she threw her hands up in the air, "I got spotted in my Loboan form."

"What?!" Jim gaped, his eyes going wide.

"Yeah, you heard me right!" Sonya barked, her expression reading annoyance, "My host parents somehow spotted me in my Loboan form and flipped out, throwing stuff at me, and calling the cops." she folded her arms, huffing, "All the wailing sirens and screaming caught a pack of Goblin's attention and they found me. The little mongrels chased me all night. Draal knows." She pointed to the big troll.

Draal instantly tensed up, "All I know is you took a flying dive into Jim's basement and the next moment you are gone!" he growled.

Sonya waved him off, "Yeah, yeah, anyways, so that's it. I passed out from exhaustion." she mumbled irritably.

Arrrgh walked forward, "No home." he stated.

"If you wanna be blunt, Arrgh, then yes, I am homeless now." Sonya turned her back to them, looking down to her feet. Her demeanor may have read irritation but underneath it, her legs trembled like a baby deer's, her eyes brimmed with tears.

Sonya had no home to call her own, she was alone now.