Hello, everyone! This chapter is gonna be pretty intense because we are getting an introduction to someone you may/may not be quite familiar with: Sid Scales (who belongs to me btw), who is a special type of Troll called a Flexi-Troll, which you'll read more about in this chapter as you get an in-depth introduction to him. Disclaimer- I do not own Trolls to Trollstopia in any way or form. Melody Song, Mal Shredder, Evie, Stereo, Twilight Tidepool, McJagger, and Buckaroo are my O.C.s and belong to me. Aggie belongs to I.M. Rally. I also do not own the songs and the lyrics that I use for this chapter today. Now, let's get to it!
Poppy and Branch: You can do it solo!
Aggie and Trollex: But then you'd be all by yourself.
Stereo and Synth: (Synth: Yo!) So, it'd be more fun to share this one with someone else! (Tiny Diamond: Hit it, daddy!)
Rhythm, Blues, Quincy, Essence: Together, we will soar across the sky and beyond! (Prince D: To the great beyond!)
Holly Darling, Buckaroo, Delta Dawn: So, tune-up your voice!
Val Thundershock, Barb, and Melody Song: Stand up and sing along!
All: All different voices (Tiny Diamond: Everybody now!), our melodies ringing. We're living in harmony! Yeah, we're living in harmony! Our song is much stronger will every troll singing. We're living in harmony!
"Flexi"ing With Your Heart
Way out beyond the hot, hot deserts of Lonesome Flats, where no life ceases to exist, there lives a barren wasteland, with nothing but dust, rocks, and dirt beyond all that you can see. The land itself, feeling hotter than the sun, that the mere feel of its rays makes one writhe as if they are being cooked alive. Sandstorms form almost every day, thick enough to blind one's sight, and the rocks are tall enough to rival skyscrapers. Upon this cluster of nothingness, there's one rock so large, so tall, that it is not merely just a feat of sight; it is home to a group of maleficent, heartless monsters that feast upon the blood of their opponents, yearn to fight the minute they are born and love nothing more than to cause pain and suffering to innocent creatures around.
They are a tribe of warriors known as the dreaded Flexi-Trolls, a Troll species no one ever wishes to meet. Creatures with hearts of stones and souls of shattered glass, a tribe of vicious beings who know nothing of friendship or kindness or harmony. At first glance of seeing the Flexi-Trolls, one can see that they are very different when compared to the regular Trolls and especially compared to Aggie if one did a side-by-side comparison. The Flexi-Trolls were mostly black, almost like the dark of night, a fitting skin color to match their malicious nature.
They all also had red eyes, a gray Pop nose, pointed Rock ears, dark red Funk dreads-like hair, all styled uniquely for each Flexi-Troll depending on their preferences of style, sharp teeth, beating Techno hearts (all in different colors, with a different color for each Flexi-Troll) covered in glitter that matched their heart's color, Classical golden glitter covering their arms, and their lower body was orange with two Country hoof legs, and covering most of it, except for their legs, was a Funk silver tassel "skirt-like" appendage that was non-removable.
Most of the Flexi-Trolls walked on the ground, but a few of them had wings to fly around with, as they were the high-elite soldiers, while everyone else was labeled a hunter. This was the Flexi-Troll kingdom, and the large rock they resided by, was not only their castle but their home as well. Going to take a closer look, we can see the Flexi-Trolls up and about, doing their daily activities, which usually involved fighting something or someone or getting into a fight.
Around here, there was only one rule to follow: no rules; in the Flexi-Troll kingdom, it was every Troll for themselves, and only the strongest Flexi-Trolls survived. Many of them either spent their time preparing for battle or just acting all rude-like towards others. One Flexi-Troll was flying around when a hunter lept up and tackled it, the two breaking into a fight.
Another Flexi-Troll was about to dig into what looked like a bug sandwich when he felt someone tap his shoulder, prompting him to turn his head to see who it was. Then, when he turned back, he saw his sandwich was gone and growled angrily, seeing that he got tricked, while the Flexi-Troll that stole his sandwich chuckled and ate it while flying away before he could be caught. And yes, there were also girl Flexi-Trolls the same as boys, but if you thought that the girls were given mercy and seen as innocent and kind, then you'd be dead wrong because the girls were just as cruel as the boys, if anything, more than the boys sometimes. It seemed like everywhere you went in the kingdom, you'd see chaos and violence ensue with all of the Flexi-Trolls.
All of the Flexi-Trolls...except one. Not too far away from the castle, a red lizard with green eyes and purple polka-dots was crawling onto a rock and laying on it, soaking up the sun as it fell asleep, while behind a bush, a pair of eyes was watching it. The eyes belonged to a Flexi-Troll, who was spying on the lizard, waiting for the perfect moment to attack it. This Flexi-Troll was a male, and he had the same physical appearance as every other Flexi-Troll around him, except he had no wings since he was a hunter, his glittered heart was red, his dread-like hair was kept simple (think of Prince D's dreads), and he had a gold earring on each ear.
The male Flexi-Troll licked his lips and watched as the lizard stayed asleep, prompting him to start tiptoeing up towards it. He kept trying to slowly come close to it, praying that it wouldn't wake up before he got close enough. Suddenly, the lizard woke up, prompting the male Flexi-Troll to freeze, praying it didn't run.
The lizard looked around and saw the frozen Flexi-Troll, flicking its tongue, before it started to run away quickly, making the Flexi-Troll groan and say, "Not again," before running after it. He gave chase and pursued the lizard as fast as he could, though the lizard was very fast. Soon, the lizard turned a tight corner, making the Flexi-Troll gasp and try to stop, but he slid and collided with a rock before falling onto the ground. He groaned in pain, spitting dirt out of his mouth, as the lizard chuckled and stuck its tongue out at the Flexi-Troll...before an eagle came and swapped it up in its talons and flew away, with the Flexi-Troll shouting, "Hey, you feather fiend! That's my lunch"!
He then got up and dusted himself off, saying, "Great; why do they always get to grab my desired goods"? Suddenly, he heard a loud voice shout, "Sid," and turned around, spying another Flexi-Troll, who was a soldier since he had wings, flying towards him. This one was dressed in what looked like shiny battle armor made of hardened tar and rocks, as he said, "Sid Scales, you miserable maggot; where've you been off to and doing"?!
The now identified Flexi-Troll scoffed and said, "Nowhere, what's it to you, General? But if you must know, I was trying to go grab lunch when a feathered thief decided to grab my prize." The general cackled while saying, "Seriously? A BIRD got to something before you did? That's pathetic! Geesh, you're such a nincompoop." Sid rolled his eyes, saying sarcastically, "Wow, like I haven't heard that before. Anyways, what do you want, General"?
The general replied, "The king saw you coming to this way and requests you to return back to the bases of the kingdom, where you're SUPPOSED to be. You know what the king told you: No going out beyond the cave bases for any reason unless instructed to." Sid groaned, saying, "Oh come on, this sucks! Why can't I go out to these borders to just find a snack? The bugs back by the castle are getting flavorless." The general groaned and said, "It's the king's orders, not mine! You got a problem with it, take it up to him, and I'm sure he wouldn't like to hear you complaining about something now, would he"? Sid groaned, answering, "No," before starting to walk back, with the general flying beside him, saying, "You know, I don't even know why the king has chosen you to be his "special" trainee; if it were up to me, I wouldn't even want to train you; you're such an imbecile."
Sid then retorted, "I never even wanted to be the "chosen one" for him; he just randomly called me into the throne room one day and told me from now on, I would be getting special training from him and you. Didn't even give a reason why." The general then said, "Well, it's his orders, and what he says goes. Don't like it? Deal with it, private." Soon, Sid had returned to the main caves bases at the castle, where most of the Flexi-Trolls were residing and chilling out. Sid walked around before spotting someone roasting cockroaches on a stick over an open fire, and he went and took the stick right off the rotating valve.
The Flexi-Troll who was cooking the cockroaches shouted, "Hey, you-," but once he heard Sid give a menacing hiss, he backed off, groaning in frustration as Sid went to go sit down and eat. He sat on a rock bench and took a bite from one of the roasted cockroaches before he saw a trio of male Flexi-Trolls with dread-like mullets approach him, making him groan and say, "What do you guys want"? The one in the middle, who had a yellow glittered heart, said, "Well, well, if it isn't the king's "servant." I see you got us some food." Sid growled at them before quickly eating the cockroaches on the stick, saying as he chewed, "What food," before swallowing.
The trio got really mad, with the Flexi-Troll that had a blue heart, saying, "Now, you're gonna pay," as the one with an orange heart added, "You ate our food! Now, we'll make you puke it back up"! Sid scoffed while saying, "I have no interest in fighting you three dumb-heads today," as he got up, preparing to leave. The yellow heart Flexi-Troll cackled and mocked, "Oh, why not? Are you scared? Is the little baby scawed ta fight like a man," as his two buddies cackled with him. Sid glared at the trio before saying, "No, I'm not scared," as he punched the one with the yellow heart in the face, knocking him down, before making his buddies collide hard into each other and fall on top of him, as he replied, "I just don't want to get my hands dirty," and walked away, leaving the trio all groaning in pain and crumbled up together.
Sid started to head out when he saw some girl Flexi-Trolls circle him, ready to fight him as they all bore their fangs and their fingers sharpened, quickly becoming claws. Sid grinned and said, "At ease, ladies; you know I would never want to hit a girl without a clear reason to, right? Are you really sure you're up for this"? One girl lunged at Sid, who merely ducked as she collided with another female Flexi-Troll, who hissed at her as the two engaged in a catfight. The other female Flexi-Trolls saw the catfight and circled around it to watch, chanting, "Fight! Fight! Fight," repeatedly while Sid walked away, saying, "I love it when women fight for me."
Suddenly, Sid heard the general approach him, saying, "Sid! The king wishes to speak to you right now." Sid groaned and facepalmed, saying, "what on earth does that old snarky windbag want from me"? The general got up close to sid's face and shouted, "Watch your mouth, maggot! You're going into the presence of royalty"! Sid rolled his eyes, saying, "He sure ain't like my king," and walked into the main cave to see the king. He walked down a narrow hallway and entered the large, empty throne room, where it was a simple empty room with caves that led to other places upon the higher parts of the walls and near the ceiling, a large rock podium, where a stone throne resided, as a dark, unidentified figure could be seen sitting on the throne, only his red eyes being visible. Sid approached the throne, stopping by the bottom step of the podium, saying as he crossed his arms, "Yes, your "majesty"?
The dark figure cackled before saying, "Ah, Sid, good, you complied to come when called...for once. I heard a scuffle occurred with the boys and the girls outside earlier." Sid then said, "Three boys tried to eat my food and I just showed them up for it, and the girls just lashed out at themselves, I had no part in any of it." The figure then bellowed, "Ah, but that's where the PROBLEM IS"! Sid almost felt like falling when he felt how powerful the king's voice was, as the king said, "You didn't fight, just merely made them seem as simple fools; you didn't bite, scratch, attack, or do anything bloody violent at all! You're supposed to act out towards your nature and fight like a warrior, not merely make them seem as fools"!
Sid rolled his eyes while saying, "Well, I didn't feel like fighting, so, I improvised; what's the big deal"? The king answered, "The big deal, you pathetic nymph, is that you're supposed to be able to lash out in a millisecond and attack violently at any time you wish; it is in our nature to do so as natural-born killers. We are a superior species of Trolls that have that want for power and domination, and it is that desire that should drive you to become a fearless warrior. You are nothing more than a weak, useless, imp, and unless you start taking your training seriously, that's all you'll ever amount to"!
Sid then said, "Why am I even your chosen one if all I ever do is just not be as good as you want me to? You constantly belittle me, criticize everything I do, and say I'm not "working hard enough," nor am I strong enough to ever be a warrior. So, why am I the one you want to train and teach"? The figure grinned, his fangs being seen in the darkness, as he replied, "Because despite your conflicting self, you are vital to my plan in the future."
Sid, confused, asked, "Your plan? You mean the big takeover plan you're trying to plan that you don't want anyone else knowing about yet, and yet, you have only told me this"? The figure replied, "Yes. See, I've noticed ever since you hatched, you were born differently than all the other Flexi-Trolls. Everyone immediately wanted to become a heartless warrior, but you...just weren't born with that drive, nor the want to just murder for the heck of it, and I think that's just pathetic. You have no bloody passion for wanting power like everyone else does; we all want to rule over every weakk creature in the world with an iron fist, yet all you want to do is whatever the heck you want, and that's just a sorry excuse for a dumb, weakling like you! But...it's this "difference" of yours that's vital to my plan. especially with getting the magic of that rainbow ogre of an MMT."
Sid raised his eyebrow, asking, "Ogre," as the figure rolled his eyes and answered, "The girl, you imbecile! The MMT that's been living with the Trolls"! Sid snapped his fingers while saying, "Oh yeah, and this is essential, why"? The figure groaned and said, "Why is none of your business for now, but all will be revealed soon. For now, keep up with your training, and for Troll's sake, try to not make a butt of yourself and actually do something impactful! Your destiny awaits you soon, but it won't come if you keep half-tossing your life around with whatever the heck you're thinking of in that little head of yours"! Sid yawned and said, "right now, the only thing I'm thinking of is that I'm bored of this meeting, and I'm heading out," and started to walk away, leaving the figure to groan and talk to himself, saying, "That weak nincompoop is a real thron in my side, but he will make a vital part to my plan. Oh, just you wait little girl. When we come for you, and your friends, and your family, and especially your magic and music, you'll never know what hit you," and cackled loudly, with his voice echoing throughout the throne room.
Meanwhile, Sid was feeling bored and decided to branch out by sneaking out to beyond the cave borders again. He waited for the general to look away as he snuck off, running as fast as he could, stretching his legs out while doing so. He looked around at the empty wastelands around him, climbing up onto a tall rock and sitting on it, looking up at the sky, saying, "Ah, finally, some peace and quiet. No loud crashes, no munching on bugs, I can finally be able to think."
As Sid looked out at the faraway land beyond, he then heard something give a chirp and looked down, noticing that the lizard from earlier was sitting by the edge of the rock's base, and had fallen asleep again. Seeing the lizard again made Sid smile and lick his lips, saying, "Aha! My lunch has returned! He must've found a way to escape the eagle. Now, I can finally catch him." Sid stood up and looked down at where the lizard was before he jumped off the rock and dove down, reaching his hands out to catch it. In an instant, the lizard looked up, and before he could even react,
Sid had grabbed him and landed on his feet, shouting, "Yes! Haha! I caught you at last"! The lizard struggled in his grip, as the Flexi-Troll said, "Awww, what's the matter? Can't escape? Good! Now, I'll make this quick, and painless...for me," and readied to eat the lizard. However...suddenly, something inside Sid...made him stop. He looked at the lizard and saw that it kept struggling and trying to get out and...something just made him feel like...it wasn't worth it. He finally caught the lizard he wanted to eat but...he just...didn't feel like eating it anymore for some reason.
Sid then sighed and said, "Well, consider yourself lucky, mister. I apparently have lost my appetite, so, you're free to go," and placed the lizard down on the ground, as it turned around and looked at Sid in confusion. A few seconds ago, it was close to being lunch, but now...Sid was just letting it go? Sid saw the confused look it had and replied, "Hey, I'm just as confused as you are, but quite frankly, you should be more excited to be free than confused. If it weren't for whatever I'm feeling inside that made me lose my appetite, I would've eaten you without question. Now, run away and get to your home before I get my appetite back," and climbed back up the rock, sitting on the ledge and looking out at the faraway lands again.
The lizard looked up at Sid and then decided to follow him, climbing up the rock and laying beside him, soaking up the sun rays. Sid saw the lizard next to him and asked, "What are you following me for? I'm not a hero, I almost ate you, so why are you following me"? The lizard pointed its tail up at the sun, making Sid look up and say, "Oh, getting sun rays. Yeah, it's kind of, I don't know, nice up here. At least you get a good dose of sunshine here."
Sid then asked, "Hey, um...lizard? You see those far lands way out there"? The lizard looked at the far lands, cocking its head while licking its eyeball, while Sid then added, "My king says that out there, somewhere, is the main Troll Kingdom, where the Trolls of all genres of music live. It sure sounds like a great place, I mean, the Trolls have all the music and magic and fun they want. I want that...at least...I think I do." The lizard then chirped something at Sid, as he answered, "Well, I mean...think of it: the Trolls, especially that MMT my king keeps mentioning have a happy life out there, which is gross...or at least not as cool as the life here in my kingdom. We're tough warriors of course...at least...the others are. I'm not...and probably never will...but is it really my destiny to just kill and be...malicious"?
Sid groaned and shook his head, saying, "I've been having these conflicting thoughts since I was born, and I don't know why. I'm supposed to be heartless and mean but...I don't know...I just feel different. Always felt different, and that's always made it hard to live here. At least out in that Troll Kingdom...everyone can live together no matter how different they are. I mean...I guess...that's pretty cool...I guess." The lizard kept looking at the far lands with Sid, who said, "Wouldn't it be great to just...go there? Live beyond the walls of my kingdom where...maybe I can be accepted? 'Cause...if Trolls of other musics can live together...maybe I can too. Anything to escape this nightmare of a kingdom...even if it's just for a day."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Beyond These Walls by Michael J. Woodard~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sid: Oh, mmm, yeah. Alright, alright.
Well, I know that I'm different; I wanna get out of here. Say my fate isn't written, don't even listen, nothing to fear.
In the stars I see Heaven; I see a place I belong. Far away in the distance, they wouldn't listen to my freedom song.
That a time in my life; make a change, get it right! Waiting; what am I waiting for? And it hits in my heart when the time is to start; maybe it happens now!
I stand here now thinking beyond these walls; there's something beyond these walls, and I'm tired of waiting!
And when I rise, I'll rise up beyond these walls; I will make it beyond these walls, and they'll all be saying!
He belongs, he belongs, he belongs, he belongs with us! Yeah! So what am I waiting for?
He's cool with me, and I'm cool with you! Yeah, yeah, yeah! He's the one we love, alright.
That a time in my life; make a change, get it right! Waiting; what am I waiting for? And it hits in my heart when the time is to start; maybe it happens now!
(That a time in my life; make a change, get it right! Waiting; what am I waiting for? And it hits in my heart when the time is to start; maybe it happens now!) What am I waiting? What am I waiting? Ooo, yeah!
(That a time in my life; make a change, get it right! Waiting; what am I waiting for? And it hits in my heart when the time is to start; maybe it happens now!) Oh! I stand here now thinking beyond these walls; there's something beyond these walls, and I'm tired of waiting!
And when I rise, I'll rise up beyond these walls; I will make it beyond these walls, and they'll all be saying...
Well, I know that I'm different; I wanna get out of here. Say my fate isn't written, don't even listen, nothing to fear.
Sid sighed sadly as he said, "My king's right...I am different...no wonder I'm dubbed, in his mind, the weakest Flexi-Troll in the tribe." Suddenly, Sid heard something that sounded like a really loud roar, making him say, "Woah, there's something nearby, and it sounds angry." He pulled out a pair of binoculars from his hair and looked through them to see what was making that sound, as far away, he saw a large red-orange scorpion-like critter with a flaming tail that had a sharp, black stinger, spiky flaming claws that looked ready to snap anything it saw in half, and strong legs used to travel across the land.
Sid gasped and said, "Uh oh, it's a Scorchion! And it's coming this way"! The lizard stood up and squeaked in fear, climbing down as Sid hopped down, saying, "I got to warn the tribe"! Then, he remembered how everyone was calling him weak and said to himself, "Or...maybe I can fight that thing myself. It looks like it can be more of a challenge than the soldiers I've fought against." He cracked his knuckles and ran towards the Scorchion, which kept roaring and smashed boulders with its fiery claws and flaming tail. Sid approached the fiery beast and shouted, "Yo, Scorchion, dude! Geesh, man, why you gotta be so destructive? i mean, with that thrashing attitude, I cans ee why you're such a hothead"! The Scorchion roared in annoyance and raised its claws up, trying to slam them down on the Flexi-Troll, who somersaulted out of the way in time, before adding, "Woah, easy! I'm just trying to help you! I didn't mean hothead as a pun, no offense there at all"!
The Scorchion swung its tail at Sid, who lept out of the way while shouting, "Come on, I said no offense! What do you feed off of: your own frustrations of constantly burning"? The Scorchion didn't seem to care as it kept snapping its claws at Sid, trying to catch the Flexi-Troll to eat it. sid finally had enough as he said, "Alright, that's it! I've had enough of you," and charged at the fiery beast, his fingers quickly transforming into claws, as he leaped up high into the air and swiped at its face, causing the Scorchion to cry out in pain. Sid ducked under to avoid another tail swipe, as he climbed up a rock and jumped off it, landing on the Scorchion's back, and holding on tightly as it tried to shake Sid off. Sid shouted in panic while he kept holding on for dear life, trying to not be shaken off.
Then, he started to pull himself forward, trying to reach the face of the Scorchion, and then pulled himself forward, hanging onto the two looped appendages on it head before swinging his body forward, kicking the Scorchion repeatedly in the face, saying, "Yeah, eat that, sucker"! Then, the Scorchion ran wild and shook its head, sending sid flying off and tumbling towards the ground, as the Flexi-Troll recovered and got to his feet skidding to a stop. He placed his left hand on the ground and rose his right hand up, his fingers sharpening and becoming claws, ready to swipe, as he charged in, sliding under a fiery claw before delivering an uppercut swipe to the face, making the Scorchion roar again pain and step back.
Sid then saw some rocks and ran to them, lifting one up with all of his might and shouting, "You want to break rocks?! Break this," and throwing it at him. Unfortunately, the Scorchion quickly swung the rock away with his tail, sending it back at Sid, who commented, "Oh sna-," before the rock hit him and sent him flying into a tall rock structure. He fell to the ground, dazed and grunting in pain, with the lizard quickly crawling to Sid in concern, wanting to see if he was ok. Sid answered, "I'll live, but you better get out of here before you become someone's lunch again," as the lizard quickly crawled away, trying to run. however, in a matter of seconds, it got picked up by the Scorchion's fiery claw, and the grip was like an iron steel beam.
The lizard tried to break free, but it couldn't, as the Scorchion plopped the lizard into its mouth and swallowed it whole. Sid gasped from the sight of this and suddenly, something new stirred inside of him...a feeling of anger and rage...to see the lizard that he originally wanted to eat, devoured by someone else. No way was anyone gonna eat his lunch again! No one! In a fit of pure anger, Sid grabbed what looked like an old stump right out of the ground, pulling it with the dry roots and everything, and then picked up a small rock shard, dragging it on the ground to light it up and then lit up the stump, engulfing it in flames. Sid then gave the fiery stump a mighty toss, hitting the Scorchion in the face and making it stumble back and fall onto its back, the flames on its claws and tail burning brighter in vengeance.
Sid charged towards the fallen monster with a longer, bigger, sharper rock shard in his mouth and used it to pull himself up and climb the beast, who was beginning to rise to its feet again but struggled due to Sid climbing across his belly. Then, sid lept up to the beast's jaws and used every inch of muscle and energy he had to pry it open, with mandibles snapping their sleek and flesh-cutting jaws at Sid, trying to take a bite out of him. Sid looked around and saw the lizard wrapped up in the Scorchion's tongue, struggling to get out, as he reached out for the lizard's tail, and after a quick tail smack high-five moment, much to Sid's confusion, he grabbed onto it and used the rock shard to cut the Scorchion's tongue.
As it bled inside its mouth, the beats writhed in agony while Sid threw the lizard outside, where it fell to the ground and shook off the blood it was covered in, watching Sid fight the Scorchion from the inside of its mouth. Inside, sid was punching the stub of a tongue left while ducking to dodge the mandibles that reached out for him, making sid shout, "Yikes, these things are crazy," and kept punching, scratching, and kicking. The Scorchion could feel Sid fighting in its mouth and grew enraged, roaring loudly and coughing Sid up, who took the fight to its head again, trying to disorientate the beast, as it raised its fiery claws and batted them at Sid, trying to hit the dodging Flexi-Troll. Sid held on as best he could while dodging each claw slam that came, commenting, "Dang, your wife doesn't like to "Hug" you, doesn't she," and then was ready to end this.
The beast finally shook Sid off as he fell down from the air, saying, "Game over," and dove right into the beast, who swallowed him, thinking that he was finally gonna eat him. But then, he felt Sid fighting in his mouth again as Sid used the rock shard he had to slice all of the mandibles in his mouth before he went straight into the esophagus, heading towards the stomach region. There, he sliced the beast open from the inside, at his belly, and the beats fell over, dying instantly while bleeding from its stomach and the flames in its claws and tail going out, as Sid came out, panting in exhaustion, and dripping in blood. Sid wiped the blood off his face, saying, "Oh-hoo, yeah! That's the way to show off," and shook the blood and guts off, commenting, "I'm gonna be having blood stink for the next few days."
The lizard approached Sid and cocked its head curiously, as if to say thank you for saving it, as Sid replied, "Hey, no one else gets to eat you, except me, and that beast just needed to be taught a lesson." Suddenly, the eagle from earlier came back and snatched the lizard from the ground again, flying away as Sid shouted, "Hey, give me that back you feathery fiend; that's mine," while the bird flew away with the lizard again. Sid groaned and rolled his eyes, saying, "Should've seen that coming," before he looked at the dead Scorchion before saying, "I might as well drag this over back to the kingdom and see the shocked looks on everyone's faces when they see that I just killed a Scorchion with my own two hands, without any help."
Sid then walked up to the Scorchion, saying, "Man, is everyone gonna "love" you," and started to pull the dead creature back towards the kingdom. However, because it was so large, it was also incredibly heavy, and the more Sid tried, the harder it was to move it. When sid got it to move a few inches, he stopped, taking a minute to catch his breath, before saying, "Ok, new plan: I push it instead of pulling," and ran to the back of the dead creature. Sid spat on his hands and rubbed them together to try and get a firm grip as he struggled to push it, which turned out to be semi-easier, but was still very hard to do due to it being so heavy.
He pushed with all of his might, saying, "This is gonna take a while," as he slowly kept pushing it as hard as he could. Back at the Flexi-Troll kingdom, the Flexi-Trolls were minding their business when one of them smelled the scent of dead flesh, shouting, "Hey, what's that smell"? This alerted the other Flexi-Trolls, who sniffed the air, before one of the female soldiers looked ahead and saw something, shouting, "Over there"! Every Flexi-Troll turned their heads and saw a dead Scorchion body being pushed towards them before it appeared to stop, and they saw Sid climb up on top of it, saying, "Hello, guys; hungry for Scorchion flesh, anyone"? All of the Flexi-Trolls' jaws dropped, when suddenly, the general flew in, saying, "Alright, hold up you miserable maggots! What is going-," before he saw Sid on the dead Scorchion and shouted, "Sid Scales, what are you doing with a rotting Scorchion carcass"?!
Sid crossed his arms and sarcastically answered, "Getting married to it; what do you think, sir"? He then puffed his chest out in pride and answered, "I killed it with my own two hands; it was roaming out there by the rock structures, so, I thought I'd kill it."
The general didn't seem impressed, saying, "You idiot; you know you're not supposed to be out there by the borders, those are the rules! However, you did make a heck of a kill; no Flexi-Troll has ever fought a Scorchion and successfully killed it, nor have they ever beat it unscathed. So, at least you're not a totally weak fighter, Sid. Bring your kill to the king; I'm sure he will be surprised to see such a feat been done by you." Sid nodded and pushed the Scorchion carcass towards the cave that led to the throne room.
Inside, he kept pushing the carcass up towards the throne podium and said, "Your majesty, I have brought you my latest kill, to which I hope it satisfies upon your "graceful" standards of a warrior." The king, who was still sitting on his throne in the dark, remaining a dark unidentifiable figure, looked at the Scorchion while saying, "Wow, I must say, I am very surprised that a weak, dumb, naive worm such as yourself was able to bring down one of Earth's toughest creatures; and without injury. Many have faced this beast and returned wither with burns and cuts, or have never been heard from again. Sid, I will commend you for this, but you are still very much a disappointment if you believe that this kill will land you in any "graces" from me. Because your fighting style is sloppy and irrational; I mean, look at those scratch marks! They should be deeper and pry more blood than the marks currently have, and you make bleeding gashes on the OUTSIDE of the beast, not the inside! And finally, look at yourself"!
Sid looked at his arms and legs, asking, "What's wrong with me"? The dark figure answered, "You reek the blood of your enemy, but you lack any markings of your enemy; a true warrior must not be afraid to show a scar or a burn mark from their perilous battles! They never avoid hits, we take them head-on and counter them to our advantage. Make sure you practice that so you do not make these callous errors once more, understood"? Sid rolled his eyes and sarcastically answered, "Yes," as he grumbled, being called a mere disappointment again, despite his fantastic battle. The figure then said, "Tonight, we shall feast on your spoils, but you shall have no part of it for it being a meek kill," and upon hearing that, Sid gasped and said, "What?! I killed this thing! Alone! With no one helping me out! Why does everyone else get to eat it and-,"
Suddenly, the figure replied, "SILENCE," as his voice made the room echo and shake, with Sid keeping his balance. The figure then said, "My word is as it's stated. You are dismissed," and Sid growled angrily while walking out of the throne room. Outside, Sid was laying by the nearby watering hole in the kingdom, getting a drink of water while looking at the watering hole itself. He sighed sadly, gazing at his reflection, saying, "It's like no one is ever satisfied with what I do around here. I make a killing of a lifetime, and what do I get? Harsh criticism and basically a night to starve while everyone else gets to feast on the carcass they didn't even kill. It's anarchy, I tell you! and completely unfair"!
Suddenly, he heard a voice mock, "Awww, why you so down"? Sid groaned and pinched his eyes, saying, "Please do not tell me that is who I think it is," before the voice replied, "Oh, so it is." Up in the sky, flying towards Sid, was a female soldier, as she looked like every other Flexi-Troll, except she had a green glittery heart, and her dreads were styled in a ponytail. She sinisterly grinned at Sid while saying, "Well, well, how's it hanging, Sid"? Sid facepalmed and stated, "Right now, I feel like dry-heaving up digested bugs since you're here." V
eronica chuckled and replied, "Same old Sid, as usual; you always were the "fun" one around here, and yet, you remain unchanged." Sid scoffed and said, "What do you want unless you're just here to waste my time and annoy me like you always do." Veronica smirked and said, "Actually, doofus, I heard about your "kill" and well, I got to say, I've seen better." Sid growled angrily as he retorted, "Well, at least I did something; what did you do today involving murder? Oh, wait, I know: nothing! See, this is why I am so grateful we are no longer dating because you are a complete, dumb-witted idiot to believe that you own the place like you're one of the "bosses" when you're just a low-life prick"!
Veronica scoffed and stated, "Well I obviously couldn't be around you because who ever wants to hang out with trash"? Sid smirked and replied, "If I'm trash, that makes you garbage because have you looked in a mirror? Oh wait, you haven't, because I haven't heard glass shatter at all today." Veronica snarled at sid, who crossed his arms and smirked happily before she retorted, "Well, at least your hopes of living a good life are as shattered as the glass in my mirrors."
Sid rolled his eyes and made an open-close motion with his hand while saying, "Yak, yak, yak; is your mouth an engine because it never stops running! Like, do you even hear yourself over the smog horn half the time"? Veronica then said, "You want smog? Try this," and burped loudly in his face, releasing a green gas cloud, making Sid gag, replying, "It's like stink bugs that caught halitosis in a garbage heap," while Veronica replied, "Now, who's the garbage? Ta ta, loser," and flapped her wings as she flew away, while Sid dunked his head in the water and held his breath under it for a solid minute before pulling it back up, gasping for air, and coughing, adding, "Man, does she get on my nerves"!
He then saw a rock next to him and smirked, smiling sinisterly as he picked it up and threw it at Veronica, nailing her in the back and making her land in a pile of mud, covering her in mud. Sid chuckled while saying, "Hey, Veronica; mud's a good look on you," and continued to laugh while he walked away, with Veronica simply wiping the mud off her face and giving a cold, growling glare at Sid. Hours later, when the sun was setting and night overcame the sky, over a large roaring fire was the dead Scorchion, which was being cooked, as every Flexi-Troll was eagerly awaiting it to be done so they could eat on it, getting into fights with one another about which part they wanted/called dibs on. Up in his cavern, Sid watched from the window as he saw the brawling crowd wanting first bite of HIS scoring as he felt his stomach rumble in hunger.
Sid saw some grubs crawling alongside the window and picked them up, plopping them into his mouth and chewing, swallowing before he commented, "I don't need no meat ritual. I've lived on bugs all my life, I can live on them for as long as i need to," as he walked away from the window and went to his rock bed, which was a simple ledge. His whole room entirely was practically empty, as it only had the "Bed", a black business case with something inside of it, and a dry blood splatter pattern on the wall. Sid walked over to his "bed" and laid on it, looking up at the dry, pointy, stalactite-filled ceiling, as he said, "Man, living as a low-life sucks. No matter what I try, I'm practically am always gonna be an outcast in my own tribe."
Sid then remembered showing the lizard the sight of the far lands beyond his home, as he sighed, saying, "Man, do those Trolls and that MMT has it made. They get all the food they want and don't have to share it with anyone. They don't have to scrape up scraps or eat bugs, and they get cozy homes and everything with their music and harmony and magic and blegh, all that gross stuff. Once I am able to get my hands on some magic or music energy, then I'll be living that good life; I'll be king of the universe if I have to, and I will because being king lets you make all the rules"!
Then, the strange feeling inside Sid from earlier stirred and it made him become in thought once more, as he said to himself, "Still, even if I don't get magic or music or become king or anything like that, just to be in a community where I don't have to be looked down at by society, where I can...fit in, and just...belong for once, that'd be a good thing...I think. I hate not getting the respect I deserve, despite what I do; any little action I do or any word I say, it's always seen as bad, even if it's not." Sid sighed while saying, "If I ever get to make one wish in my life, my wish would be to just feel like, for once in my life, I fit in, no matter where I am. where Trolls can see me and they just embrace who I am, and not turn away at what they see." Sid placed his hand on the wall and looked at where his hand was, and sighed, feeling another song overtake him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sounds of Silence (from Trolls)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sid: Hello darkness, my old friend. I've come to talk with you again (Whispers: Hello!).
Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains.
Within the sound of silence.
Later that night, all of the Flexi-Trolls had gone to their sleeping quarters to sleep off the feast and rest for the night, but Sid felt restless, unable to sleep, as he decided to get some fresh air. He climbed out from the window of his cavern and scaled down the wall, reaching the ground as he tiptoed to the fireplace where the feast was earlier, and not to his surprise, it was a complete mess, with torn limbs and bones of the dead creature scattered around, completely clean of any forms of meat. Sid inspected the skeleton and found a ribcage bone that had a little bit of meat left and picked it up, chewing on the bone and eating the bit of meat, as he looked out at the far lands again, with a longing look in his eyes. Sid remained unchanged from his position as he sighed, saying, "Someday...someday, I'll go out there, and find...my place." Taking the bone he had in his hands with him, he began to scale up the wall again to go back to his living quarters, but not before looking out at the far lands again one last time before turning his attention back to climbing up to his living quarters.