Jim POV
A cold feeling shivered through me, a warning that I wasn't alone.
How could I have only just noticed this now?
Something is definitely wrong with me.
The wind suddenly picked up, leaves tumbling in the sky seemed awry. I instinctively reached for my sword, gripping the hilt, ready to draw.
"What's got you on edge?" Toby asked.
I put a finger to my lips, signaling to be silent. I mouthed the word 'company' and trained my eyes on the green brush surrounding us. Toby silently took out his war hammer in it's unopened state. Eli held his shuriken and Steve gripped his baseball bat.
During this all I could think of was...
What in the world was I thinking?! They're not prepared at all.
The wind changed direction changing us from downwind to upwind and I could finally make out their scents.
My eyes narrowed at their position and I hollered, "if you were planning to stop us this is your chance, so why don't you take it?"
Two figures came out of the darkened woods. My girlfriend and him.
I growled in annoyance.
"Why won't you leave me alone?" I asked him with passive aggression.
"Because you're making a mistake, this is probably a trap," he replied.
I lost it.
~line break~
Morgana POV
It was time to act. I teleported to the spot of the verbal war trading places with the spy.
I made sure I made a grand entrance. Only fit for the sorceress Morgana.
Now I stood in the heat of the fight the young trollhunter in his weakest moment.
So I took my chance.
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How to Forgive
FantasyWhat if Jim found his dad. Who would he be? What would he look like? How could he ever face him, even address him like a father, knowing what he has done to his family. Going off alone to save someone could lead to torture, bloodshed, and maybe his...
