Jim placed the Glamor Mask on his face, the green flashing out of the car window. It was dark out and they had just made it into town where the New Troll Market was. They stopped at the nearest gas station with the brightest light. It was pretty large and has lots of stuff. "I'll pay for gas and you get cleaning tools." Claire directed as they walked to the door. Jim nods and they separate. Jim scans the shelves picking up multi-cleaning tools. Brooms, with brushes Mops, Trash bags.
"Multiple cases of gruesome massacres around the globe have been prominent the past two weeks. South and Central America, North East Asia the entirety of Europe. Multiple small villages and cities have been raided and ravaged by these unknown culprits, these murderers have only left behind few victims most dead and decapitated." Jim looked at the large Tv in the corner of the store.
A sharp feeling came into Jim's gut, something wasn't right. He could feel Claire's worry, he walked over to the counter, she seems to be watching the news as well. "Something—Somethings wrong, Jim."
"You guys feel it too?" He asked, referring to Claire and Morgana. This had to be a supernatural thing. They quickly bought their item. Jim filled the car up with gas and they made their way to Walmart for more supplies. Claire got food and appliances and Jim got other materials that would need to be used to create and destroy. He also got equipment to protect them as they build.
The car was full of equipment. They got to work fast. Jim parked the car in a closed Area near the Market. They placed the items in a wagon and went into Troll Market. "So what's first?" Claire asked.
Jim would be using the pick he bought to break down the corrupted HeartStone, so they wouldn't accidentally create another Gunmar that Jim would have to overthrow. Claire would make a plan for communication and sweep and clean up the place. Jim put on his head protection and got to picking. It should take him the rest of the week. Claire going around in old homes to do a deep clean, which should take four days to complete. Since the Heart is already broken with large pieces on the ground, Jim starts organizing the pieces still undecided where to dump them. There was more room in this Market, more than the Market back home. By the time the sun rose, she deep cleansed six rooms and three shops in whole. From whatever she got and cleaned up, she separates trash from gems, crystals, and common hearthstones. Trash would be dumped out when Jim was ready. Claire cleaned up the open space in Troll Market, they both tried to discuss what they would do with the corrupt Heart Stones. "We can't just dump them anywhere, they thrive off negative energy."
"Maybe we can destroy them?"
"Probably not, without Merlin or Blinky to verify that we can or that it's safe. We can't."
"— Maybe they can be used for a greater purpose. I cleaned out two rooms, one larger than the others. We can use one of those rooms for storage." And they agreed on that. Anything dangerous was stored neatly depending on the object and what it reacted to (when it came to other dangerous objects in the room)
Next, they choose a place for them and since they would be living there too they thought it would be a good opportunity to do so. Claire cleaned, swiped, deep cleansed the room. The room was a good size, not only that there was a room within that room. Jim had bought a camera from Walmart. He wanted to document this for the future. "Say Hi to the camera Claire— this is our first video, we are currently cleaning New Troll Market." Jim smiled as Claire waved in the background with her broom. The camera captured, the rubble and progress of Jim destroying her corrupted HS. It also captured Claire's progress and them explaining what they planned on doing. They were just teenagers who have magic and happens to be skilled and knowledgeable on these things.
"We are about to go to sleep. The sun is coming up and these two powerful, practically immoral beings—" He pointed at him and Claire, "are about to hit the hay." The couple took a break, ending the day on a good note.
Back In Arcadia things were okayish, Barbara, Blinky, and Merlin continued their studies on Jim with what they had. They would meet up on Friday And Sunday afternoons. Merlin seems to detect problems with his memory spell. And always he went out a dealt with it himself instead of communicating. The group had another meeting after Jim sent them a clip of the recent reports around the world. "This could be a supernatural thing, which is why they haven't found any tactile evidence," Merlin explained.
"Or it's just an earthy issue, Jim defeated that Gunmar guy there should be no one trouble in the supernatural world," Ophelia said.
They looked at her dumbfounded, "Mrs. Nunez, as a person in the office, you should know problems will always arise, depravity and injustice never snooze, especially in the supernatural world. Gunmar was a tremendous peril to good and evil and now evil will try to replace him." Blinky explained. It was very ignorant and foolish for her to believe evil was at rest.
"Do you have any idea what this could be?" Barbara asked, ignoring Ophelia's comment. "It may be an Ancient Entity, or an obsolete curse broadcasted by mankind, or maybe an aged being from the ages finishing what they started. Things like this happen when someone messes with evil." Blinky signed, he felt this would only lead to death and disasters, he hoped the TrollHunter, Claire, and the deity within her had a plan.
"Things are getting worse." Claire gasped as she looked at the large television, she clinches to the cloak she wore. She was at the same gas station, shopping for cleaning products. Jim was taking out the trash, he dumped it at a junkyard. He got the idea to looks around for parts and luckily he had something to carry them in. He was currently driving back to the gas station to pick up Claire and then she called him.
"How bad?"
"These attacks are getting closer to America and we are supposed to be leaving in two days we have to stay longer, Jim, but what if he gets to Cali before we do?" Jim could hear that Claire was slipping her doubt and fear was getting the best of her.
"Listen to be me, Claire, relax, our family and friend are going to be safe." He pulled into the station right when Claire was exiting. The car drives back to the market was silent. Claire was trying her best to meditate and Jim would leave her be. Jim would contact Merlin immediately when they arrive at the market. He knew Merlin could do multiply protection spells, maybe he could do some around Arcadia. But that if they could find out if this supernatural. Jim drives into the highways since it was the only way to get to the road that lead to the forest. As he drove closer to the exit and.was about to exit. Something flew by and down the exit. Jim slightly swerved but caught himself. Another car must have seen it too because they swerved as well. He cringed when he heard the crash behind them.
"Shit!" Claire exclaimed. She seemed to have relaxed and saw the blur. Jim of course followed it, leaving the wreak that he took part in behind. "Where is it going?" Claire asked as Jim continue driving. It was going down the same street they did to get to the forest. Jim parked where they always did, deep in the forest, where the blur went as well.
"Someone watching us," Claire announced, she could feel it. Jim pulled his amulet out as it glowed red reacting to his adrenaline. He took his other arm putting it in front of Claire. Making sure she was close. "For the glory of Merlin..." The red armor appeared in thin air, forming around Jim. The amulet in Jim's hand was replaced with a red sword. Dark purple simmers from Claire's hand. She slightly bends her knee placing her feet in position to move quickly just as Jim did, not removing his hand over her. It was dark but they could hear the movement. Claire raised her left hand and lit her magic bright. The blur moved fast and landed on the tree. They looked up. The silhouette stood tall, red eyes opening looking down on them. They heard a chuckled.
"Who are you?" Jim growled.
"All you need to know is, I am not your enemy, but they are James Lake.." The man jumped from the tree landing on the ground. "How do you know my name?"
"How do I not—" He paused, he circled them slowly.
"Bular Slayer— Gunmar's Bane" The man chuckled, Jim, kept his gaze on the man. "Your name has echoed throughout the supernatural world— you strick fear in all that wish to oppose you, BUT there is one enemy that threatens this world, who knows no fear." The red-eye moves to Claire and slightly down and back up to her face. "Claire Nunez, the lady who defeated the dark sorceress. Who lies in your body as well as..." He paused and chucked, whispering something to himself.
"What do you want? You are named and the people we have defeated, Why are you here?" Claire shouted.
"Okay, No need to get you panties in a twist, My name is Cheltenham Belmont or Chelten for short."
"Wait... Belmont..." Claire realized
"Yeah Yeah, Trevor Belmont is my great great great even more greats grandfather—" He rolled his eyes. "And I'm here to help you save the world... Again."
"Fucking Hell!" Claire yelled.