Raelle woke up to her alarm clock radio playing "Just A Girl" by No Doubt. She hit the snooze button, turning off the music before sitting up. Raelle stretches out her arms as she yawns. She kisses two of her fingers and taps Stitch twice with the two fingers on his smile. Stitch is a crudely stitched-up teddy bear with a few different shades of brown patches sewn over him. He has black eyes and a smile showing pointing teeth sewn in white thread. Raelle has had Stitch since she was a baby.

She got up out of bed and went through her morning routine. After getting ready for school, Raelle walked out of her room in time to see her brother, holding a tray with breakfast in his hands, standing in front of their mother's closed room. Raelle walked over and joined him. They look at their mother's room's door and a paper attached to it that says, "Late night at work, sleeping in. -Mom".

Raelle opens the doo,r and they find their mother fast asleep. Jim puts her breakfast on the bedstand while Raelle takes off her mother's glasses, cleans them, and puts them on the nightstand. Jim covers her with a blanket before he and his sister each place a kiss on their mother's head.

"Love you, Mom," Jim and Raelle said before leaving the room and closing the door behind them.

On their way to the garage, the two grabbed their backpacks, helmets, and lunch. Jim also got his magazine 'Motor Pedal' and looked at the page with his dream Vespa. He then looks at his bike, and the smile on his face fades a little.

"Hey, don't worry, Jim. At least this way, you don't have to pay for fuel," Raelle told her brother, and the smile on his face returned.

Raelle presses the button next to the door to open the garage. The garage door goes up while Jim and Raelle get their bikes. They stand in the middle of the garage with their helmets on. When the door is up, Jim and Raelle see the trashcan on the ground scattered on the driveway.

"Ugh! Raccoons!" Jim groaned as he and Raelle walked onto the driveway with their bikes before putting out their kickstand.

"I really hate those furry little jerks," Raelle muttered.

They then begin cleaning the raccoons' mess and their friend Toby walks over to them with his bike.

"We're late for school, Jimbo, Rae-Rae," Toby told his friend as he put on his bike helmet.

Jim and Raelle finish cleaning the mess and put the trashcan back before walking back to their bikes.

"Sorry, Tobes. Busy with the lunches. One for me, one for Rae, one for Mom, and…" Jim reaches in his backpack and hands Tobias a brown paper bag with his lunch.

Tobes opened the bag at once, checking the contents by smell, "Balsamic mushrooms, meatloaf, chunky, sun-dried tomatoes…" He listed the name of the ingredients one by one.

"And cardamom," Jim finished.

"Ooh! Taking a chance there, Chef Jim," Toby commented.

"What's life without a little adventure?" He responded.

"I can't eat this. I'm on a diet," Toby tries to give the lunch back to Jim, but Jim gently pushes the lunch back to Toby.

"You've been on a diet for the past fourteen years, Tobes," Jim said.

"I know," Toby said.

"Dude, you're fifteen!" Raelle told him as she and Jim got on their bikes and rode away.

Toby puts the lunch in his bag and gets on his bike, "Long-term goals. My body's still changing."

Toby pedals as fast as he can to catch up to Jim and Raelle, riding in the street.

"I'm right... I'm right...I'm right behind!"

Raelle looks at her wristwatch and notices the time, "Guys, it's eight o'clock."

"We're going to get suspended on account of meatloaf!"

"Take the canal, Tobes. It'll save us five minutes,"' Jim said before he and Raelle turned down a dirt path to use as an auxiliary road.

Toby follows his friends down the dirt path and rides on the bumping section of the dirt road.

"N..N...Not... t… the... c…c…an…al!" Toby pleaded in a stammer.

"Oh, live a little," Jim told him.

Jim jumps from a small dirt ramp that was in the path. Raelle followed her brother while Toby went around the dirt ramp.

"It's living that I'm worried about," He responded.

"Come on, don't you ever want a little more excitement, Toby?" Raelle asked, looking back at him.

Toby chuckles before answering, "No!"

Jim narrows his eyes. He comes to the end of the dirt path and shoots into the air. He lands on the side of the canal beside the bridge and then ramps down to the bottom.

"Come on, Tobes!" Jim said to his friend with encouragement.

"James… Lake!"

Jim heard a voice and looked, with a raised brow, at the piles of rock on the ground that was close to the shadow cast by the bridge above the canal. When Raelle reached the end of the dirt path and shoots into the air before doing a flip with her bike. And like Jim, she lands on the side of the canal beside the bridge and then ramps down to the bottom.

When Toby reached the end of the dirt road, he rolled down into the canal and zoomed to the other side. Toby rolls to the bottom before falling off his bike. Jim places his bike on the ground and looks over at the pile of rocks that he heard a voice come from.

"How awesome are we? Awesome!" Toby cheered.

While Raelle puts her bike down and helps Toby up, Jim takes off his helmet and walks under the bridge over to the pile of rocks.

"Hey! Hey, Tobes! Rae!" Jim called before asking, "Did you hear that voice?"

"What voice?" Toby questioned as he and Raelle joined Jim.

"We didn't hear a voice," Raelle said.

"James… Lake…"

After hearing the voice, the three fall backward and land on their butts. They look at the pile of rocks with shock.

"That! That pile of rocks knows my name," Jim crawls to the pile of rocks on his hands and knees!

"It's a pile of K-spar. Minerals don't talk," Toby explained. He and Raelle crawl to the pile on their hands and knees, "There's got to be a walkie-talkie in here or something."

Jim sees a light in the middle of the rock pile. He removes a rock from the pile and finds an amulet before picking it up.

"Huh. It looks like an amulet," Jim noted.

"What's an amulet doing under a pile of rocks?" Raelle wondered.

"Who's doing this? Come out now!" Toby, standing up, shouted his demand.

"Hello! I'm listening," Jim said to the amulet before taking it to his ear.

Toby and Raelle lean into the amulet with Jim. Suddenly, the school bell rings, scaring and causing the three of them to let out a yell as they jump back.

"Oh! Final bell!" Jim groaned.

The three rushed to their bikes in a panic and quickly put on their helmets.

"We're so late. Our kids are gonna have detention," Toby said.

"An exaggeration, but a possibility," Raelle commented.

"Come on. Come on, Tobes. We can still make it," Jim told Toby and Raelle.

Jim and Raelle get on their bikes and peddle out of the canal.

"I'm right behind," Toby gets on his and follows his friends.

The trio peddled as fast as they could to make it to school. But what none of them knew was that someone had seen everything. Six eyes glow from the shadows of a large drain pipe in the canal, and the face with six eyes soon appears.

"It chose… a human?"


Jim, Toby, and Raelle were able to make it in time for school without any detention. They were now in their history class with Mr. Strickler.

"The Peloponnesian War was actually three wars, fought between Athens and Sparta. The first war is known as the Archimidian War," Strickler said before he walked around the class, "Type that into your search engines. A-R-C-H-I-M-I-D-I-A-N."

While everyone in the class was browsing the internet, Jim was not even paying attention to what Strickler was saying.

Toby noticed that Jim wasn't focused in class and saw that he was looking at Claire. He moves his hand across Jim's eyes while he stares at Clare, "Ugh! Really?"

Claire glares at Jim for a short time before going back to her computer.

"Jim, you're drooling," Raelle pointed out.

"No. No, I'm not," Jim denied, while still looking at Claire before asking Toby, "What are you doing?"

"Research," He answered.

"Hey, look up "talking amulet"," Jim suggested.

"I already did that. All I got was toys. One of them was a plushie," Toby points to the toy on his laptop screen.

"Jim! Would you agree?" Strickler asked, standing beside Jim's desk.

"Sir?" Jim was startled and turned around to face his teacher.

"With Herodotus' opinion on his tactics of war, as I've described," He added, pulling his pen out with a click.

"Uh... Absolutely!" Jim replied enthusiastically.

"Excellent," Strickler said before asking, "Which tactics, specifically?"

"The, uh... winning ones?" Jim answered with an unsure wince.

Everyone laughs and the school bell rings. With no hesitation, everybody gets their things as they stand up from their desks before leaving.

"All right, all right!" Strickler raised his voice so the students could hear it over the bell, "Don't forget, Michaelson, chapters four and five. Jim! May I have a word? You as well, Raelle."

Strickler is a tall man with green eyes, black hair graying at the sides, and a large, box-shaped nose. He wears a blue shirt under a light brown jacket, with darker pants and dark brown shoes. Jim, not paying attention, tries to put his books in his bag but accidentally pushes his bag off the desk. And some of the bags' contents spill out. The three kneel and pick up the contents. Jim puts his book into the bag and the notebook Strickler handed him.

"Jim, you're distracted. You fell asleep between the invasion of Attica and the Peace of Nicias, and your attention wandered for the rest of the class," Strickler informed Jim as he gave him his book.

"Sorry," Jim apologized, "I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

Raelle hands her brother a book, and he puts it back in his bag.

"I know it's just the two of you and your mother. And you both want to help her," Strickler said to Jim and Raelle as he gave Jim his handphones.

"She's just really tired, Mr. Strickler," Jim defended.

"She's been working double shifts at the clinic recently," Raelle added.

"I believe I'm overdue for a conversation with her," Strickler writes his phone number on a piece of paper and gives the paper to Jim, "Have her call me, please. And feel free to drop by my office if either of you ever needs to talk."

"Yeah, I'll do that," Jim said.

"Thanks, Mr. Strickler," Raelle said.

"Oh, and, Jim, if you fancy Miss Nuñez, I submit that talking to will be much more effective," Strickler advised as he, with one of Jim's books in his hand, and his two students stood up. He lightly hits Jim in the head with his book, "Then staring at."

Strickler gives Jim back his book. Jim and Raelle smile before leaving the class.


In gym class, Jim and Raelle were cheering Toby on as he tries to climb the rope. Toby was only three or four feet off the ground and hadn't made that far up the rope.

"Hang on. Almost there. So close. So close!" Toby told himself in a strained voice.

"Come on, Tobes. You've got this," Jim encouraged him.

"Come on, Tobes. You've made it this far, don't give up!" Raelle cheered on her friend.

"So close!" Toby said before falling on the padded mat with one foot entangled in the rope.

"What is that on my rope? Every student here should be able to climb this rope and ring that bell. I want all of you to be made of iron. Iron!" Coach Lawerence yelled at Toby, "You have got to be kidding me. I don't know what I feel more sorry for. You or the rope."

While Jim walked over to Clarie at the bleachers to try and talk to her, Raelle stayed behind. She was becoming furious with Coach Lawerence and what he was saying to Toby, but at the same time, Raelle was trying to keep calm.

"It's like a flabby pinata, and I'm pretty sure you're filled with candy!"

Raelle was about to speak up to Coach Lawerence to stand up for her friend. But Toby looked at her and shook his head to signal her not to do anything. Raelle bit her tongue and remained quiet. Her temper for sticking up for her friends has gotten her in trouble a few times in the past.


When gym class was over, everyone went into separate locker rooms for boys and girls. Raelle was already changed and stood outside the boy's locker room waiting for Jim and Toby. But Raelle was on the phone with her brother, who was in the locker with Toby, so that way they would be able to talk. In the boy's locker room, Toby was struggling to put a sock on.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! So close!" Toby tries again to put his sock on before falling backward into the lockers, "Ahhhhhhh! You talked to her?"

"Yep!" Jim replied.

"Like, actually spoke to her? Not just, you know, in your head?" Toby inquired.

"I unleashed my Español on her," He responded as he took the amulet out of his bag and looked at it.

"Oh, no. Poor Clarie," Raelle said in a joking voice earning a sarcastic laugh from her brother.

"You should totally do it," Toby told Jim in an encouraging voice as he sat back up on the bench.

"What? The play? I'm not an actor," Jim said, his bag slung across his chest and he closed his locker.

"Come on. You're always saying how you want your life to be more exciting," Toby tries again to put his sock on but falls off the bench, again, "Right?"

"Toby's right, Jim. One of the best ways to get close to a girl is to be in an activity she enjoys," Raelle advised her brother.

"I don't think Romeo and Juliet is exactly the answer, guys. I don't mean just, you know, exciting. I mean... more. I just need to know that there's something more to life than high school," Jim looks down at the amulet in his hand. Suddenly, the sound of a locker door clattering gains his attention.

"Something more?" Toby and Raelle questioned.

Jim glances down the row of lockers as a figure disappears. He walks to the end of the lockers and looks around the corner.

"Hello?! Anybody in there?" Jim called as he walked down to the shower room, "Hello?"

Steam hangs in the air as Jim looks into the shower room. He narrows his eyes before a shadow dashes from one stall to another.

"Got one! Whoo-hoo! Finally! Success, success!" Toby cheered, startling Jim.

Jim takes a relaxing breath and dismisses the shadowy figure in the shower room before walking away.


Outside, the trio walks with their bikes in the courtyard with lockers on either side.

"So, good news, dude. My orthodontist says I'm almost done with my braces. Only four more years," Toby informed his friends with an upbeat voice.

Jim and Raelle looked off to the side and saw Steve, with his two goons watching, shoving Eli into a locker before closing it.

"Okay. Nothing to see here," Toby told Jim and Raelle, trying to prevent them from getting involved in the situation.

"We can't just let him do that," Jim said.

"Jim's right, Toby," Raelle agreed, "If we do nothing then we're no better than Steve."

"Oh, yes, we can. If Psycho Steve's terrorizing him, he's not terrorizing us," Toby stated before noticing Jim and Raelle were walking over to Steve, "Jim? Rae? Jim! Rae! Oh, no."

"Tell me again, dweeb-face," Steve banged on the locker door, "Tell me about the creatures and maybe I'll let you out!"

"Or you can let him out right now. I mean, you know, it would be nice," Jim suggested.

"Nice would be you minding your own business," Steve told Jim and Raelle before hitting the locker again, "So, where were we? Um... Oh, yeah, okay. You were telling me about the monsters you saw this morning, with fangs and. What was it, again?"

"Stone for skin!" Eli replied, " In the canal!"

"Stone for skin? Man, Eli, you've got some imagination."

Jim and Raelle set their bikes aside, the two bikes leaned against a pillar.

"Look, Steve, seriously, just let him out," Jim said.

Steve picks Jim up by the strap of his bag and cocks his fist back, "Or you'll do what?"

"OK, do it. Punch me," He demanded. Raelle looked at her brother with a confused look.

"You... you're asking for a beating?" Steve chuckled in disbelief.

"Yeah. Just go crazy. In 20 years, you're gonna be fat and bald and you'll be working in a muffler shop," Jim said.

"Yeah, Eli will have a career in software and he'll be a billionaire," Raelle added, "While all those years of bullying will have finally caught up to you and you will face the consequences of your actions."

"I do like computers," Eli spoke from inside the locker.

"And know this, you Ken doll look-alike, if you mess with me or my brother, you will regret it," Raelle threatened Steve. She narrowed her eyes.

"Let him out! Let him out!" Toby began chanting before all of the students outside eventually joined in.

"Let him out! Let him out! Let him out! Let him out! Let him out!"

"Palchuk, what's going on here?" Coach Lawrence demanded, bursting out of a door.

"Uh, nothing, sir," Steve replied.

"Why aren't you at practice?" Coach questioned.

"I was helping Eli, here," Steven pens the locker door.

"Hey, guys!" Eli waved.

"He was stuck."

"On the double! Now!" Coach ordered.

Steve closed the locker door before getting in Jim and Raelle's face, "Friday, at noon. You two and me. Tick-tock. Tick."

Steve walks away from Jim and Raelle. Raelle walks over to the locker and opens it. Eli falls out of the locker and lands on the ground. Raelle and Jim help him up.

"Thank you," Eli said.


In the street, Jim, Raelle, and Toby peddle their way home on their bikes.

"That was awesome, man. Did you see how I did that chant? "Let him out. Let him out." I mean, you both probably won't live past Friday, well Raelle may, but it was awesome," Toby said. The three heard an incoming car honk in front of them and saw it was Jim and Raelle's mom's car, "Good thing your mom's a doctor."

As the trio stopped their bikes, Barbara stops her car next to them.

"Hey, kids," Barbara greeted.

"Hey, mom," Jim and Raelle returned.

"Looking sharp, Dr. Lake," Toby complemented before grunting as he stopped his bike to stand with them.

"Thank you, Toby. So are you," Barbara returned.

"Oh! Does it show?" He asked, checking himself.

"You're going to be out all night?" Jim asked his mother.

"Dr. Gilberg is out with bursitis and Dr. Lenz has a wedding out of town this weekend," Barbara replied.

"Okay, well, don't forget to bring your…" He began.

"Dinner," Barbara picks up her dinner in the brown paper bag in the passenger seat, "Thank you."

"Right. And try to find an oven to reheat it in instead of nuking. It takes all of the flavor and nutrients away," Jim instructed. He takes the piece of paper with Stickler's phone number on it out of his pocket and glances at it before putting it back in his pocket.

Barbara places the paper bag back on the passenger seat before looking back up at her son and daughter, "Jim, there must be a million things you and your sister would rather be doing than looking after me."

"Can't think of one," Jim responded.

"Raelle, be sure to get some studying done," Barbara reminded her daughter before saying to both her children "Love you both."

"Bye, mom," Jim and Raelle said, waving their mom goodbye as she leaves.

"You mother your mother a lot," Toby teased his friends, earning a sarcastic laugh from both of them.

"See you tomorrow, Tobes," Jim said.

"Bye, Toby," Raelle said.

"Hey, and by the way, don't use mayo on the sandwich. It's the wrong note," Toby advised Jim.

Toby rode his bike to his house which was across from Jim and Raelle's in the cul-de-sac.


In the Lake's house, while Jim went over to sit on the couch in the living room and looked at the amulet in his hand, Raelle went upstairs to her room. She sat at her desk and went over what she needed to study. Being dyslexic meant that Raelle needed to work twice as hard as anyone in her classes.

Suddenly, Raelle got goosebumps on her arms and chills down her spine. From her room, Raelle heard a faint scream. She assumes it came from the tv downstairs and quickly dismisses it. Suddenly, she felt a shiver run down her spine. Raelle heard screaming again, this time it was louder, and she could make it out as her brother's scream. Raelle quickly left her room and rushed downstairs.

She did not find her brother in the living room or the kitchen. Raelle then rushes down to the basement. Once in the basement, Raelle saw her brother and two stone creatures. One is greenish-blue with four arms, blue hair, and a set of short horns on the back of his head. He has three brown eyes on either side of his long orange nose, and patterns carved on his chin, arms, and chest. He wore brown shorts with suspenders and two satchels. The second creature was larger than the first; it had rock-like gray skin, green eyes, a dark green beard, and hair on his shoulders, back, and chest. He has four short horns, a large black nose, a small tail, and engravings on his arms, knees, waist, and chest.

Jim was backed up into the furnace, burning the surface of his skin and causing him to move in between the two creatures. As they get closer, Jim drops to the floor with a scream.

"Hmm. He says…" The grey creature lets out a petty scream, "..a lot."

"It's more of a yelp, I believe. A greeting, perhaps," The blue creature guessed.

The blue creature screams to greet Jim, but it causes another scream to erupt from Jim's raw throat. Raelle screams as well, drawing their attention toward her. The two creatures and Jim cover their ears in pain from Raelle's scream. As Jim gets up to run and Raelle tries to find a weapon, the grey creature grabs them by the legs and dangles them upside down as the blue creature steps closer. Jim covers his eyes as his body trembles. Raelle tried to loosen herself from the creature's grip.

"Master Jim, you have been chosen," The blue creature informed Jim.

"Hmm. Blinky, he looks scared," The grey stated while giving the name of the blue creature.

"Uh, Aaarrrgghh, my good fellow, would you mind?" Blinky requested, motioning his friend to let Jim and Raelle go, "This is a moment of some solemnity."

"Hmm? 'Solembily'?" Aaarrrgghh said, unsure by what the word means and not pronouncing it well.

"It means serious and dignified," He explained.

"Hmm. Dig-oo-nified."

"P-P-Put us down, please?' Jim stammered. Blinky silently gestures to put Jim and Raelle down which Aaarrrgghh follows before patting their heads as Jim lets out another yelp. Raelle remained speechless as he tried to comprehend the situation.

"Thank you. Now, where was I?" Blinky asked, not remembering where he was in his speech.

"Uh, "Master Jim... found you…" Aaarrrgghh said, trying to help Blinky.

"Yes. Thank you," Blinky started again while Jim tries to run but Aaarrrgghh stops him, "Master Jim, you have been chosen. The Amulet of Daylight challenges you to ascend to the most sacred of offices."

"Orifices? What orifices?" Aaarrrgghh asked, again not knowing what the word meant and mispronouncing it.

"Offices. It means responsibility," He explained to Aaarrrgghh before turning to Jim and Raelle, "Unbeknownst to your kind, there is a secret world, a vast civilization of trolls lurking beneath your very feet, hidden from view."

"Tro... Tr-Trolls?" Jim said in a shaky voice.

"This can not be real," Raelle muttered to herself.

"Trolls. Yes, trolls. And it is now your charge to protect them. For you, Master Jim, are the Trollhunter," Blinky told him.

"Trollhunter," Aaarrrgghh repeated.

"This honor is yours to accept. So, what say you?" Blinky asked but Jim never answered, instead his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fell to the floor, his body lying still as the two trolls that invaded his house and Raelle surrounded him.

"Is that a yes?" Aaarrrgghh asked.

"I am not sure," Blinky responded before looking toward Raelle, "Was your brother fainting a 'Yes', Raelle?"

Like Jim, Raelle did not answer as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell to the ground. Blinky and Aaarrrgghh lean in closer to inspect Raelle's appearance.

"White hair, fair skin, painful sounds only created by additional vocal cords," Blinky gasped, "Could it be? Could it be her?"


The next morning, Jim and Raelle wake up, alone in their basement. Jim picks up his phone and speed-dials Toby.

"Pick up, pick up," Jim begged.

Answering his prayers, Toby's voice appeared at the other end of the line.

"Hey, Jim," Toby greeted.

"Tobes, it's me and Raelle! You're never going to believe what happened last night," Jim told Toby.

"Yeah, I'm kind of in the middle of something, Jimbo," He told him.

"We are freaking out here! Seriously freaking. We need to talk to somebody," Jim said in a panicked voice.

"Woah, 'we'? The last time I checked, you are the one freaking out," Raelle pointed out.

"Chillax. What's going on?" Toby asked.

"Okay, last night, I heard something in my basement. I thought it was raccoons, but then-" Jim began explaining.

"Yeah, hang on a second," Toby suddenly screams, "Sorry, Jim, Raelle. I'll have to call you back, "He screams again, "No, not that one!"

"We're not getting anywhere with Toby today, Jim. Let's just go to school and try to forget that last night ever happened," Raelle told her brother.


At school, Jim and Raelle tried to act like nothing happened last night. Raelle was in the library and was browsing through the rows of bookcases. She was searching for a book that she needed for an English assignment.

Raelle examined the spines of each book on the shelf of the bookcase. As she did, Raelle hummed a little tune. But as she continued to hum, unbeknownst to her, her vocal cords were slowly beginning to vibrate abnormally. A dark cloud began to form in the middle of the library.

Suddenly, the cloud lets a heavy downpour. Mary and Darci cry out when the water suddenly falls on them. Upon hearing their cries, Raelle stopped humming and turned to see the two girls were almost soaked. The rain suddenly stopped and the dark cloud above their table disappeared.

Raelle went on with her task of finding the book before checking it out. She hoped that what happened in the library was not in direct connection with her as she left the library. But unbeknownst to her, Strickler had witnessed everything.


That night at home, Jim slices his knife through the skin of the tomato, making perfect-sized slices. After smoothly sliding the pieces onto three sandwiches, he fingers the knife before nicely throwing it in its respectful holding place in the knife holder. After adding lettuce and cheese, he places the last slice of bread upon each one and finishes his cooking.

His eyes moved to his bag which glowed as the amulet peeked from its hiding spot. Raelle noticed her brother walking out into the backyard with his bag and followed him. Once outside, Jim pulls the magical device out and studies it. Suddenly, the arms of the machine started to spiral as the rim turned blue, changing the symbol from letters to words.

"For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command," Jim read carefully aloud in a questioner tone.

As Jim finished reading the words, the fences shook in the wind as leaves blew. His eyes grew as he brought the amulet closer, a blue spark appearing from it, surrounding him before hiding near his heart as more sparks flowed into his chest, his body floating in the air while the blue wave of magic covered him. The armor appears and connects to his body and shrinks to his size.

"This is so freaking cool!" Jim exclaimed.

"No way. That was totally awesome!" Raelle exclaimed.

The sparks from his amulet appeared again, but this time fell to his hand, creating a sword. The vast sword shrinks to his size as blue smoke pours from the fun of posing and swinging it around. His confidence grows until it wedges into a rock. Jim tries to pull the sword from the stone but falls back and rolls backward. With a force of trying to pull it out and rolling off, he finally gets it free, only to get it stuck in another rock behind him.

Raelle laughs at her brother for a moment before walking over to him, "Alright, let me help you before you hurt yourself."


At the edge of Canals, headlights shine through the darkness as a car pulls up. Strickler leaves his vehicle before he walks down the slope side and crosses under the bridge. He pauses at the pile of rocks before picking up one with a circular indentation and staring at it.

"It's been taken. You failed. You let it go. Your father will be displeased," Strickler said as Bular, a large and dark troll appeared behind him.

"Whoever holds the Amulet of Merlin, I shall destroy him, just as I have done with every single one of them," Bular reminded him.

"I fear this time it will be more difficult," He voiced.

"And why is that, impure?" Bular questioned.

"Because this Trollhunter has the Witcher with him," Strickler informed Bular, "But worry not, you brute," His eyes glowed yellow, "I know where to find it. I believe the amulet has found its champion. And I have their trust."


Meanwhile, in the Lake backyard, Jim and Raelle have both of their hands on the sword. The two manage to pull the sword out of the stone. Jim lifts it high above his head, and the two smile.