A/N: I love Wizards. I really do. The animation is gorgeous, the story's great, and it made me cry. (Several times.)
That being said, it really needed more troll Jim. He was severely underused. I hope this story fixes that.
Enjoyyyyyyy
Some lines of dialogue are taken directly from the show, and are obviously, not mine. They belong to Dreamworks.
Douxie smiled as he gazed upon Camelot. The huge castle floated serenely in the night sky, the Heart of Avalon glowing brightly underneath it. The towers, the turrets…everything was the same as he remembered. It was like greeting an old friend. Steve and Toby's awed remarks faded to background noise as he reminisced about the simpler times. Times when the air was clean, there was no buzz of traffic, and he could see every single star in the sky…
He was jolted from his memories when the flying boat spiraled down. The boat whizzed towards the main castle gate at breakneck speed.
"I say, coming in a little hot, don't you think?" Archie yelled over Steve and Toby's screams.
"Rubbish!" Merlin replied, urging the boat onwards. They landed roughly on the stone floor and quickly disembarked.
"Wow!" Toby and Steve exclaimed, eyes wide.
"It's been nine-hundred years since I've last been here," Douxie commented, his eyes roving around the wide hall. Golden griffins snaked around the imposing pillars, and ornate carvings decorated the walls. He scooped up Archie and placed him on his shoulder. "Hasn't changed a bit. Except for the flying part, that is."
"Nine-hundred years?! Ha! Aren't you like, nineteen or something?" Steve scoffed.
"Give or take a few centuries," Archie said, while Douxie just shrugged. His familiar morphed into his dragon form and took flight.
"So, how many things can your cat turn into?" Steve asked as Archie soared around the buttresses.
"That depends. How many things are there?"
Meanwhile, in another room, the Trollhunter was pacing anxiously.
"Jim, could you please stop doing that? You're making me nervous," Claire complained. Jim glanced at his girlfriend. She was leaning against a wall, arms crossed over her armored chest.
He sighed. "I'm sorry, Claire, it's just…" he jiggled from foot to foot. "What if they were attacked by the Green Knight like we were? What if Toby, or Argh, was hurt? What if-"
Blinky placed a reassuring hand on Jim's shoulder, stilling him. "Master Jim, I fear for Aarghaumont and Tobias as well, but they are most likely fine. Both are capable fighters, and they have Merlin with them!"
"So did we," Jim said quietly. They had barely survived their encounter with the mysterious 'Green Knight.' Some trolls were hurt…including Blinky.
His mentor noticed Jim's eyes on his broken arm, and he shifted uncomfortably. "Well, we were unprepared. I'm sure they'll be alright."
"Thanks, Blinky. I hope so-" Jim heard a crash in the distance and stopped talking. His pointed ears perked up as he strained to hear. Was it just the knights messing around, or could it really be…?
An excited shout answered his question. Jim beamed. "It's them!" he exclaimed. "It's really them! Let's go!" He scooped Claire into his arms and darted out of the room, Blinky right on his heels.
Over their journey to the Heartstone, Jim had taken to carrying Claire when they needed to get to places fast. Without her shadow staff, she just couldn't keep up with Jim and the other trolls. She told him she felt bad he had to watch over her so much, but he didn't mind. Since they didn't have a lot of time to cuddle, he liked to think of this as a make-up.
Jim's heart raced in excitement as they neared the voices. He was finally going to see Toby! His best friend! And Argh! It had only been a little over a month since he had left, but it seemed a lot longer. He missed Toby's jokes, Argh's hugs, and-
He took a deep breath and slowed down. Trolls, Jim discovered, were a little more…aggressive when it came to affection. And he didn't want to accidentally hurt Toby out of excitement.
Claire eased out of his arms as Blinky finally caught up to them. The trio grinned at one another before approaching their friends.
"Uh, cool flying castle ship," Jim could hear Toby say, "but what's the grave danger you keep talking about?"
"Ah, there you are," Merlin said, relieved. And there they were! Completely unharmed.
"Toby!" Claire and Jim shouted as they ran to their friends.
"Blinky!" Argh rumbled happily.
"Aarghaumont!" Blinky exclaimed.
And then they were in each other's arms. It felt so good to be with Toby and Argh again. It put his worries of the Green Knight far behind him. And gosh, he didn't even realize how much he missed the smell of them. Jim knew that sounded creepy and weird, but he didn't know how else to describe it. Guess it was a troll thing. And unfortunately, there was another troll thing Jim wasn't so fond of…
"Oh my gosh, Jim!" Toby cried, pulling away. Argh broke off the hug, confused. "Were you purring like Mr. Meow Meow PI just now?!"
Jim started and realized that he indeed was purring. Loudly. He groaned. "No…"
"Lying," Argh boomed. "Purring good. Means Jim is very happy."
Jim flushed an even deeper purple when Claire giggled, "He does it all the time. It's adorable!"
"It is not," Jim huffed, and crossed his arms.
"And it's even cuter when he pouts."
"So-so is that what Jim Lake disease really does?" Steve piped in, breaking up the reunion. "It turns you into a creep?"
"Oh. Hi Steve," Claire replied flatly.
Jim sighed. "Hey, Steve. And no, it doesn't. This," he gestured at his body, "was magic. Courtesy of him," he said, pointing at Merlin.
"No, I'm pretty sure it's Jim Lake disease."
"I think I'd know what a disease named after me does-"
"This conversation is absolutely thrilling," Merlin interjected, "but we have more pressing, end of the world matters to discuss." He started walking away. "Come with me. I fear the answer to the mystery of the Green Knight lies in the past."
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"Dude," Toby said as they traveled down a dimly lit corridor, "when did you get your armor off? I thought it was like, permanently superglued to you or something!"
"No, but it felt like it was," Jim joked. He glanced down at his new clothes: a navy-blue hoodie and dark gray sweatpants. "Turns out the armor was just 'protecting' me. I was so scared of my transformation at first, that it thought I was in danger. It wasn't until I felt safe in my new body that it finally came off. And then Claire had to go shopping, since my old clothes were ruined," he frowned. He had really liked that blue sweater.
"Does this mean you're finally okay with being a troll, Jimbo?"
"Yeah," he grinned. "I am. Better than okay, in fact."
"What happened to your shoes, though?" Steve interjected. He pointed at Jim's large blue feet. One had four toes, and the other had five. Both had claw-like, nearly black nails. "Did she, like, forget those?"
"She did not," Jim retorted. "Shoes just feel-uncomfortable, I guess. Besides, I like being able to feel the ground. My feet are a lot tougher now. Sharp rocks and stuff like that don't bother me."
"Is Claire's armor magical too?" Steve asked. "And if it is, where can I get one? I'd totally rock that look."
"It's not for looks, Steve," Claire sighed from up ahead. "And no, I have to wear thing twenty-four seven, since I can't magically summon it like some people." She half-heartedly glared at Jim.
He shrugged. "Hey, it's not my fault the amulet didn't call you."
"At least I don't eat dirty socks like you do!"
The castle's halls rang with the teen's laughter as they walked. Douxie smiled at the group wistfully. Eternal youth did have its perks, but missing out on relationships…definitely not one of them.
Sure, he'd known Zoe since forever, and he did have other mortal friends. But it was so hard to watch them grow old and die, while he just…stayed the same. He didn't distance himself, like some wizards, but he did try to avoid intimate relationships.
But he might have to make an exception with this group.
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Several halls and corridors later, the group was led to a study. Ancient books lined the shelves, and a cauldron stood on the far end of the room. A vault with a face that resembled the Amulet of Daylight was embedded in the wall. Merlin placed a device that reminded Jim of a glasses case on a table.
"First, we should catch you five up on our own encounter with the Green Knight," Merlin began.
"He was unstoppable," Blinky shuddered. "We were scarcely a week's travel away from the Heartstone, when we were ambushed. We barely escaped with our lives." The troll unconsciously rubbed his broken arm.
"Even I couldn't keep up with him," Jim admitted. "He…he's unlike anyone I've ever fought."
"Indeed," Merlin said gravely. "But we might have a clue as to who he is. The knight said one word that chilled me to the bone: Morgana."
"I thought we kicked her bewitched butt to the Shadow Realm," Toby said.
"He appeared unaware of that, but he bore the symbol of Camelot. Which is why I believe we must travel to the past. A great menace is coming, one not even I can face alone." Merlin opened the case, and a blue, holographic sphere popped into existence. A timeline with no marks circled around it. "You are all now soldiers in the war for the realm of magic started centuries ago. Long ago, the realms of man and troll clashed in endless battle, until King Arthur decided to put a stop to it. He declared magic evil and hunted out witches and wizards. I gathered what few spell-casters I could under my protection."
"Including myself, and, oh!" Morgana in her golden armor appeared in the sphere. "Morgana le Fay," Douxie commented dryly.
"She was the finest student I ever taught…until she tried to kill me, that is," Merlin sighed. "Luckily, in my all-seeing wisdom, I created a weapon to end the war: the Trollhunter Amulet."
The amulet in Jim's pocket seemed to grow heavier. It pulsed blue, as if to remind him it was there. Cut it out, he thought, and surprisingly, the amulet obliged.
"…this Green Knight," Merlin was saying, as Jim tuned back in to the conversation. "I have no remembrance of who he is, and what connection he has to Morgana. We have no idea why he is pursuing us, but he is surely a sign of darker things to come."
As if on cue, the alarm bells started ringing.
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"What's happening?" Claire yelled as the tower shook.
"Surely you've been under attack before? To the battlements!" Merlin shouted, and broke into a run.
Jim had to hold back a snigger as Claire grumbled under her breath. She noticed and shoved him playfully, before following the wizard. They raced to the top of the tower and gasped.
"The Arcane Order," Merlin uttered in horror.
A massive tower shaped like a skull floated in front of them. The group gasped in horror at the sight. Two figures emerged from the depths of the fortress. Douxie shivered. He couldn't see their faces, but he could sense them; one was boiling hot, the other, freezing cold. Their power was enormous. If his master thought he actually needed help for a change…
They really were in serious trouble.
Then Merlin shouted, "Get to safety! NOW!" startling Douxie. A beam of ice shot from the tower, heading straight towards them. "Fulgur praeca!" Merlin cried, and green ray boomed from staff. The two beams collided with one another, causing a massive explosion. Douxie and Merlin fell from the shockwaves, and the staff went sailing over the edge.
"I've got it!" Archie said, and dove after it.
A volley of cannonballs exploded from the fortress, smashing into Camelot. The castle manned its own cannons and peppered the enemy with dozens of cannonballs.
"We must flee!" Merlin warned as the wall next to them exploded.
"I'm on it!" Douxie yelled, and darted to the castle's wheel. "I've got it, I've got it!" he grunted as he strained to steer the castle away from the fortress.
Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. The Arcane Order's tower smashed into Camelot, violently shaking the castle. Two beams of ice flew from the fortress, bridging the two floating edifices.
"Suddenly, flying castles aren't so cool!" Steve squealed, nervously watching the ice.
A torrent of fire roared in their direction. "Watch out!" Jim yelled. But Steve was frozen, gawking at the fire like an idiot. "Steve, move!" he roared, pushing him out of the way. The fire shattered the wall of the tower, and Jim was sent flying back by the force of the explosion.
Jim desperately scrabbled for anything to stop his fall. His four-fingered hand curled around the edge of the battlement, and he used his momentum to swing himself back to solid ground.
"Jim!" Claire crashed into him and wrapped her arms around him. "Don't scare me like that!"
"Sorry, Claire," Jim said, returning the hug. "It scared me too." He looked up and saw the rest of the group had caught up with them. He gently withdrew from the hug. "The explosion didn't hurt me, but it rattled-" a horrible smell infiltrated Jim's nose. He gagged. Off to the side, Argh was doing the same.
"Bad smell," the large troll groaned.
"Those weird monsters wouldn't be the cause of that smell, would it?" Claire asked nervously, peering over the edge of the battlement.
The group looked over the edge as well and gasped in horror. Dozens and dozens of goblins and blue and purple lizard-like creatures slithered along the bridges of ice. The strange creature's glowing yellow eyes glared at them, and they snapped their three mandibles hungrily.
"What are those things?!" Steve screamed.
"Shadow Mephits," Blinky trembled, and backed away from the edge. "Extremely vicious creatures, and they can warp through space!"
"Probably need the amulet for this one," Jim muttered as the mephits closed in on them. He lifted the amulet high and chanted the all too familiar words: "For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command!"
The amulet flared blue. As he was lifted into the air, orbs of light flooded into Jim's chest. The silver armor appeared and fitted itself neatly onto his body. He dropped to the floor with a heavy clunk.
"Whoa," Steve said in awe.
"Jimbo, I don't think I've ever seen you as a troll in the OG armor," Toby exclaimed, eyes wide. "But you look so freaking cool! Like, your skin color even matches it? You could be a troll supermodel!"
Jim couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, I'm sure the potion specifically gave me blue skin to match my armor." He spotted a mephit behind Claire, quickly summoned Daylight, and sliced through the monster. The two severed ends plopped on the stone with a wet thunk. Unfortunately, that wasn't the only one. More mephits and goblins were swarming over the battlements. "But much as I enjoy your fanboying over my armor, we should probably focus on these guys for now."
"Right, right," Toby agreed. He extended his weapon, cried, "Warhammer time!" and smashed it down on a mephit.
The group engaged in battle. Claire yelled as she grabbed a goblin and used it to hit the other monsters. Blinky punched several goblins off the battlements, while Argh ripped the mephits in half and tossed the pieces over the edge. Even Steve was helping, using a gauntlet to whack some goblins, screaming, "Die, creeper!"
Jim stabbed a mephit and flung it over the edge. He twirled Daylight before slashing through several more of the lizard-like beasts. At the sight of several approaching goblins, Jim summoned his glaives and threw them. The goblins exploded into green goo. A mephit crawled onto his back, hissing. Jim growled and judo-flipped it. He caught his glaives, connected them, and stabbed the mephit. It screeched, and Jim watched in satisfaction as the light died from its eyes.
No matter how many goblins or mephits they killed, they just kept coming. They couldn't keep this up forever. It was an endless tide of monsters. Jim stepped off the mephit's corpse and looked desperately up at the keep of the castle. "Come on, Merlin…"
Douxie shot a blue ball of magic at a flying cannonball. Where was Archie with the staff?! They needed-ah! "Archie, find the staff, or we're all dead!" he shouted at his familiar, who was flying overhead.
"What do you people think I'm doing?" Archie protested as he swooped down.
"Archie, I'm running out of time here!" Merlin yelled, vainly hacking at one of the ice bridges.
"Got it!" Archie called from below.
Yes! Douxie cheered, but an ominous chuckle from the ice bridge halted his celebration.
A blue-skinned man floated across the ice bridge. He was dressed in a long, tattered cloak, and a skull with horns decorated his head. A strange scythe-like weapon was in his hands. Ice-cold magic radiated from him in waves. "Surrender, Merlin!" he taunted in a raspy voice.
"Never!" his master shouted, and readied himself for battle.
"Merlin!" Galahad yelled from atop his frozen tower. "Get everyone to safety!" The old knight unleased a wary cry and steered the tower towards the ice bridges.
Douxie felt his heart stop. "No," he whispered.
His master jumped to safety as the tower crashed through the ice bridges, severing their connection to the Arcane Order's fortress. Chunks of ice smashed into the castle, causing the entire thing to tremble violently. Douxie grabbed onto the wheel for balance. He couldn't believe it. Galahad…Galahad was dead. He was never too close to the old man, but he respected him. He couldn't imagine what his master was going through right now…
"Hisirdoux! Now!" his master ordered, startling Douxie from his thoughts. He frantically opened the time map and repositioned his hands on the wheel. He heard footsteps behind him and risked a glance back. Jim, Steve, and Claire were on the keep with him. Great. Now he had an audience.
Douxie gulped. "Please don't blow us up, please don't blow us up…"
"We don't have enough power for the jump!" Archie warned him.
"Trust in Merlin!" And I hope he knows what he's doing!
Suddenly, the Heart of Avalon started whirring. It picked up speed, spinning faster and faster until it was nearly a blur. The green glow intensified, and magic flared outwards. Douxie shivered as the magic passed over him. Whoo! Felt good, but weird, too.
A beam of green magic shot from the Heart, ripping a hole in the night sky. In that tear between time was a clear blue ocean. And above the sea…
"Camelot," Douxie breathed. The Camelot he remembered, from so long ago.
It was beautiful.
Focus, Douxie! Douxie shook his head and gripped the wheel tightly. "We have to steer Camelot through the time rift!" he yelled, clenching his teeth as he strained to direct the castle. Claire and Steve stepped forward to help and started turning the wheel with Douxie. Jim was just about to lend a hand when a familiar scent tainted the air.
Jim growled. "It's the Green Knight. I'll be right back."
"Wait, Jim! No!" Claire cried.
But it was too late. Jim had already jumped off the keep and was racing to Merlin. On a battlement, Toby, Aargh, and Blinky were keeping the mephits at bay, but they wouldn't last much longer. They had to get out of here, now.
After slicing through several goblins, Jim reached the wizard. "You should be with the others. What are you doing here, boy?" Merlin demanded, eyes trained on the skull of the fortress, which was slowly opening.
"I lost to this guy once, and trolls got hurt. It's not going to happen again," Jim snarled.
"Alright, but if I tell you to go back to Hisirdoux, you must go. Understood?"
Jim summoned Daylight. "Yep."
The skull fully dropped open, revealing the Green Knight. He stared at them with dull yellow eyes. Jim felt an animalistic growl rising in his throat, but he forced himself to swallow it down. Focus, Jim! He had to be smart here. He couldn't afford to go full-troll mode. He needed his human side and his troll side for this battle.
But the Green Knight didn't attack them. He just stood there silently, watching. His gaze roamed over the castle and settled on Jim. Coldness washed over Jim, and he shuddered. He did not want to be this thing's center of attention. He was staring at him almost…hungrily.
Eager to break the silence, Jim began, "What do you think-"
Quick as a whip, the Green Knight sliced his sword through the air. Shards whished through the air, heading straight towards Jim and Merlin. "Get down!" he roared, pushing Merlin to the ground. In a flash of blue, he called his shield up.
Just in the nick of time, too. As soon as the shield appeared, the shards thudded against it. Jim braced himself for another attack, but none came. He peeked over the rim of his shield. Okay…the knight wasn't making another move. He dismissed his shield, and the shards fell on the stone harmlessly. Curious, Jim stooped down and picked up one of the shards. It seemed to be made from some kind of black rock, but that wasn't what caught his attention. The shard radiated darkness and evil, and every part of him screamed to drop it, but it was strangely enticing. There was just so much power in it, and it was calling to him-
"It ends," the Green Knight boomed, and he pointed his sword at Camelot. Jim shoved the shard into his armor's pocket and readied himself for whatever he would throw at him. A beam of ice shot from one tower, a stream of fire from the other. The elements collided with the Knight's own swirl of sickening yellow and black magic. They merged to form a massive ball of destruction. "Now!"
Well. He couldn't exactly fight against that.
"Oh, sod it all," Merlin groaned.
The magic exploded into Camelot with a burst of red, blue, and yellow fire. The whole castle trembled violently, and one of the towers started to crumble away from the main edifice. This was it. They were done for.
"Go back to Claire and Hisirdoux!" Merlin ordered.
"How?! There castle's falling apart!"
"Simple! With magic!" Merlin raised his hands. "I may not have my staff, but I still have some tricks up my sleeve. Be prepared for a bumpy ride!" Green magic surrounded his hands. The magic flowed from his hands and surrounded Jim's entire body.
Jim frowned. "What are you-AH!" he screamed as he was jerked abruptly into the air.
"Protect them, Trollhunter!" Merlin yelled. "Protect them with your life!" He thrust his hand forward, and Jim was sent flying back to the keep.
"Are you serious?!" he shouted as his body smashed into several turrets and battlements. This is more than just a bumpy ride! he complained mentally. With an oof, he crashed onto the floor of the keep…only to find himself sliding backwards. "What the-woah!" And then he was slipping down, down, down. He scrabbled desperately for anything to hold on to. His fingers finally found purchase on a rampart, and he clenched it tightly. His body dangled precariously over the time rift.
"Jim?!" Claire's frightened voice asked.
Oh no. She couldn't possibly be here…he swiveled his head to the voice, and he sighed. There she was, clinging to the rampart next to him. Douxie was there too, as was Steve.
"Nice hangout, right?" Jim joked, trying to lighten the situation. Claire's glare told him that this was no time for jokes. "Sorry."
"What do we do, man?" Steve shrieked.
"Trust me!" Douxie answered, and grabbed Claire's wrist.
Jim's heart stopped. He wasn't going to-
"AHHHHH!" Claire screamed as she and Douxie fell into the time rift.
"CLAIRE!" Jim roared. He released the rampart and dived after Claire, not caring whether Steve was following or not. He blinked, and suddenly, it wasn't nighttime anymore. His eyes widened. Oh crap. It wasn't nighttime anymore. The sun seared his skin, and he screamed in pain. It burned. Oh, God, it burned so much. It felt like fire was dancing over his skin. The fire beat along his face, horns, even underneath his armor. He screamed again. He could feel his skin hardening, turning to stone-
A black portal appeared in front of him. He barely had time to register it through the pain before he fell through. Darkness consumed his vision for a split second, and then he was lying on dirt. He inhaled the scent of leaves and earth and moaned in relief. The flaring intensity of the sun was gone. Yeah, the pain was still there, but it was steadily ebbing away.
With difficulty, he rolled over. Ah. That's why he couldn't feel the sun's rays. He was lying under a canopy of trees in an unfamiliar forest. But how did he get here? He furrowed his brow, concentrating. That weird portal looked like the ones Claire used to make, but that was impossible. She didn't have her shadow staff anymore, so she couldn't do magic anymore.
Right?
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Douxie gaped at Claire, barely feeling the wind whistle through his hair. Did she-did she just use shadow magic just now?! Without a magical object of any kind?! He would've thought he was seeing things, but her eyes were still as black as his sweatshirt.
"Douxie, do something!" she shouted, her glowing purple eyes flaring in panic.
Douxie shook his head. "R-right," he stuttered, the wind taking his breath away. He could worry about that later. Right now, he had to make sure they didn't end up as pancakes. He held out his hands, and his bracelet started glowing blue. "Come on, come on!" he gritted his teeth. It was so hard to focus! He didn't think he could-
A blue shield flickered in front of them. "This is gonna hurt!" he warned as they fell against it. The shield slammed into their bodies, before disappearing. They went into a freefall again, only to be stopped by another shield.
"It-does-hurt!" Steve screamed with each respective shield.
Finally, they crashed onto the ground. Douxie groaned. His body hurt all over, but at least they were alive.
"What just happened?" Steve asked, whimpering.
"Well, I just conjured an anti-gravity spell to slow our fall and keep us from dying. You're welcome," he grunted as he sat up.
The bushes next to them rustled, and Douxie shot to his feet. He raised his hands in anticipation. They were in unfamiliar territory. There was no telling what was going to come at them-
The Trollhunter burst from the bushes, shaking the leaves from his hair. Upon seeing them, his face broke into a fanged smile. "Claire!" he cried in glee, and ran over to her. "You're okay!"
"And so are you," she beamed as he stooped down next to her. "I was worried you wouldn't-wouldn't make it. It's daytime, after all."
Jim frowned. "Yeah, about that. Did you-"
"Guys, where's the flying castle?" Steve squealed. "I thought it was supposed to follow us!"
Douxie looked up at the sky, and his heart skipped a beat. Camelot was not there. "Fuzz buckets," he cursed. "It appears we've had ourselves a temporal accident."
"Which means…" Claire trailed off expectantly.
A sword sliced through the air and hovered in front of Douxie's throat. He gulped and raised his gaze slowly. An armored knight stared him down. The horse he was mounted on pawed the ground, which only succeeded in making Douxie feel smaller. And he wasn't alone. More than a dozen knights circled them, swords and spears bristling.
"We're lost in time."
Growling erupted from behind Douxie, and he whipped his head around. Jim's hackles were raised, and his ears were flattened beside his head. A knight took a step forward, and he let out a snarl.
"Cut it out!" Douxie hissed at him. "We can't afford to fight right now!"
"I could take them all," Jim answered, eyes darting from knight to knight. "Easily."
"I'm sure you could, but not before one of us-" mainly Steve, he thought, "would get hurt. You've got to-"
"Surrender, troll!" the knight on the horse commanded. "Or we'll kill you where you stand."
"I'd like to see you try," Jim growled.
Claire placed a calming hand on his chest. "Jim, please. Listen to Douxie. We're outnumbered, we have no idea who these people are, and we're lost in time. Unless they actually start attacking us, I-I think we should stand down."
Jim stared at her for a long time before finally slumping in defeat. "Okay." He raised his hands. "I, uh, surrender."
The knights instantly converged on Jim. They slapped iron handcuffs on him and started shoving him towards a wheeled cage. Jim growled in protest but made no move to stop them. As he stepped into the cage, he shot Douxie a look that said, I hope you know what you're doing.
Honestly, he hoped he did too.
A/N: I don't really have a set update schedule, I'm pretty busy and my other fic, Journey to the Heartstone, takes precedence. Not to mention these chapters are a lot longer than what I usually write, so it takes up more time too.
But I'm glad you guys came to check this out, and I hope ya liked it. I definitely do, even though it's a lot of work following the episode exactly. It's fun to incorporate troll Jim into practically everything.
Anyway, I'd like to know what you guys think, so please leave a review. I literally answer every single one, and it helps me keep the fic going. See you in the next update!
Also-secundo ire=second go (What I wanted fancy Latin)
