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

Tears of a Loboan

Third Person's POV~

No-one said a word. The silence was thick as Sonya sank to her knees, reverting to a human, she just sat there on the cold stone floor, staring to the ground.

"Oh, my . . ." Blinky's words finally broke the silence.

Draal, on the other hand, had no words. He had never seen anyone act in this way before, but if he white-horned troll had to take a guess, this was some form of shock.

"Sonya's Mom dead?" Arrrgh asked, his eyes wide.

Rhigo reverted back to his bulky human form, with shaven head, fangs, pointed ears, and green eyes. He knelt before his older sister and clutched her shoulders in his big hands,

"Sister," he began, his voice shaky, "Mama didn't die-"

"Shut your muzzle!" Sonya snapped, making everyone in the room jump in surprise. Sonya staggered to her feet, her emerald eyes wild and . . . slightly crazed, "Why did you not send for me sooner?!" she demanded, her voice now entangled with heavy growling, "I could've helped!"

"There was nothing to be done." Rhigo replied, grabbing her shoulders, "I do not know how I can help ya, Sis. But, Mama is gone, and father want's ya to return home, to the Mountains."

Sonya wrenched her arms free, "Just leave me alone!" She shouted, storming out of the Library.

"Uh, Ms. Wolf," Blinky tried to speak, but Sonya cut him off,

"Not now, Blinky!" Sonya's voice was laced with rage as she left. Sonya had no idea where she was going, so long as it was away, away from her brother away from Draal, Blinky and Arrgh.

How could she let this happen? Let Gumm-Gumms invade her beloved home? Kill her mother? Hurt innocent Loboans? She was supposed to be the future Chief of the Black Mountain Clan, and now. . .

Sonya looked around, finding herself in the forge, she looked around seeing the statues of the past Trollhunters. Sonya pulled my arms up and hugged her shaking shoulders, images of her mother filling her mind.

Her soft chestnut fur, sapphire stones encrusting around her blue eyes. She had an adorable scar on her lower lip that gave her some charm. Sonya felt tears fill her emerald eyes as she collapsed to her knees, hugging herself as she doubled over.

"Mama . . . no . . ." she sniffled, hunching up her shoulders as sobs racked her form. They were quiet ones, but she felt so small in the gargantuan size of the forge. Sonya grit her teeth and let her head hit the cold stone, "No . . ."

Unknown to the weeping Loboan girl, Draal had made the call to follow her. He had no idea why he wanted to, but something pulled at his soul to go to her to ensure she was alright.

After all, Draal had some idea of what it meant to loose a parent. Draal sighed, rolling his eyes, "Why should I care if-" he froze as he entered the Forge, seeing a teeny human woman doubled over in the center of the forge, crying,

" . . .she is alright . . ." he murmured lowly, his expression softening.

Sonya sat up, and rubbed her face, her brown hair falling around her shoulders, "This is all my fault . . ." she said in a broken, hoarse voice.

Draal listened to her words and sighed, he couldn't let her think that, "Loboan!" he called.

Sonya whirled, and Draal stopped short, seeing that her face was streaked with tears, her pupils dilated and wide,

"What do you want?" she asked, standing up, rubbing her face, and brushing her hair from her eyes.

Draal looked around, at the statues of fallen Trollhunters, his father, Kanjigar included. He then looked down to Sonya, and he snorted lowly,

"It's no your fault." he put a hand on her shoulder, "You cannot blame yourself." he rumbled.

"How can I not?!" Sonya barked at him, "My mother is gone, Draal, and I could've . . . " she choked up.

Draal put both hands on her shoulders, feeling how small they were in this form, her shoulders quivered beneath his touch, "Sonya, listen to me," he looked up, and took a moment, trying to find the right words, "there is nothing you could've done to prevent it. So what if you went? You would have probably been wounded, or even killed."

Sonya's brows rose, before she put both hands over her mouth and a new set of sobs racked her form. Draal stood there, feeling slightly awkward, he looked from left to right before he gave a deep sigh,

"Ah, you emotional puppy." He grumbled, pulling her to his chest. He put a hand to her back, and Draal felt her heart thumping in her ribs.

Sonya bit her lip and buried her face in his stone chest, silent, hot tears falling down her cheeks. She swallowed her sobs, before pulling away and looking up at him,

"Oh, God," she rolled her tear-filled eyes, "now, you're gonna hold this over my head, aren't you?" she asked, sniffling.

Draal smacked his lips, putting his bad arm on his hip while rubbing his chin with the other, "I may not." He admitted, looking Sonya over.

Sonya hugged her arms and sniffled again, "I have to go to the Black Mountains." she said softly.

"I know you do." Draal then put a hand on her head, "Which is why I, along with Jim, Toby, Claire and Blinky along with Arrrgh will be going with you." he grinned.

Sonya blinked before she scoffed, "Why? So you can mock my homeland?" she asked, folding her arms.

"No," Draal poked her chest, "So I may see where such a magnificent beast such as yourself comes from."

Sonya could only stare in utter shock.