A/N: I'm going back to 1st person. It's so much easier.

Enjoy the new chapter! :)

Alex POV

"He'll be fine, Justin," I reassured as we walked down the dark tunnel. "He has a unicorn with him."

"A half unicorn," Justin corrected. "She's not even sure how she changes."

"But she can," I said as I stopped.

"Which way?" Justin asked looking down the perpendicular tunnel we just arrived at. "Left or right?"

"Right?" I guessed unsure of myself.

"Are you sure?" Justin asked.

"Yeah…" I said not sure.

"Okay, I trust you," Justin said walking down the right tunnel. I smiled, even though I wasn't sure I could trust myself.

Jasmine POV

Max and I walked in silence through the tunnel. We had nothing to talk about. Always making quick decisions, Max and I never stopped, except at one point.

"Shhhh," I hushed and stopped in the middle of the tunnel. "What was that?" A sound of deep breathing came from the direction we were heading.

"I don't know, you're the unicorn," Max said.

"It doesn't mean I know what it is," I said. I was a half-unicorn anyways.

At that second, Max pulled out his wand, but I grabbed his wrist before he could do anything.

"No magic!" I reminded him.

He put his wand away and took out and orange soda.

"Don't drink that," I said walking toward the strange noise.

"I won't," Max said. He drank a sip when my back was turned anyways.

The growl came again and I stopped. I wasn't sure if we should keep going or not. Whatever the sound was, it was coming closer. I knew we needed to find a place to hide and soon. Unfortunately, there was nowhere to hide.

Max turned his head, "What about that way?" Max asked gesturing towards a small room that seemed like it wasn't there before. I was too scared to think if it was a good idea.

"Yeah, sure," I said as we went into the room turning to our right and to the closest corner.

Max leaned against me, obviously as scared as I was. I couldn't help but to still have feelings for him, even if he smelled weird and did stupid things.

Speaking of his stench, it was starting to get worse. But it didn't smell like the usual smell Max smelled like. It smelled different. And when I say different, I mean worse. Way worse. Probably even Max couldn't smell that bad if he tried.

Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.

The sound was getting closer. And the smell was getting worse. Even Max noticed it now. He was holding his nose like I did.

"What's that smell?" Max asked.

"Shhh," I hushed.

At that moment, the stomping stopped. My head didn't hurt. Yet.

"Why did it stop?" Max asked.

"Shhh," I hushed again. He seriously was trying to get us killed.

We obviously were going to die, because the troll stuck its head into the door. It had a face like a toad and two sharp canines like a boar. The rest of its body came into the room wearing clothes that looked like a giant potato sack for a shirt and two potato sacks sown together for pants. It was three times the size of me or Max. It could probably swallow us in one bite.

I gulped and held Max's hand. I didn't really care if he was uncomfortable with it. If I were to die that second, I wanted to die holding his hand. He didn't seem to notice anyways. He was too busy looking at the disgusting looking troll smelling him in disgust.

Not wanting the troll to eat Max, I took the orange soda from Max's hand and poured it on the troll.

"What did you do that for?" the voice from the creepy monster said. It sounded like he was from a little kid's show.

"You were going to eat him!" I complained letting go of Max's hand like I accidently grabbed it by accident.

"No, I was just trying to find that horrible smell," the troll said as he took a big whiff of me and got a horrible look on his face."It's you."

"Excuse me?" I asked and smelled my hair. It smelled fine.

"It smells like raspberries. I hate raspberries," the troll stated.

I nodded. I was trying to not be rude. I really wanted to comment on his smell, but I decided not to.

"Hi," Max said, "My name is Max." He put out his hand to shake the troll's hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Frank," the troll said shaking Max's hand which was way smaller than his.

"And I'm Jasmine," I said.

"Hi," Frank said.

"How do you smell this bad? It's awesome!" Max stated being random.

"I smell?" Frank asked smelling his armpits. "I smell fine to me."

"How are you down here?" I asked. "Did the witch capture you too?"

"What witch?" the troll asked.

"She owns this labyrinth of tunnels," I explained. "She has my cousin. Max, his brother and sister, and I are trying to get out here and find my cousin whom the witch captured."

"Well, I just thought this was a cave and came in here," Frank said. "I needed a place to sleep, but this cave is nothing but hallways. No rooms, well, except this one, of course."

"Oh. Well, I guess we should go," I said trying to be polite, but really wanting to get way from the smell.

"No," Max complained, "Can Frank come too?" He either admired Frank's stench or he really didn't want to be alone with me. He probably noticed me holding his hand earlier. That was stupid.

"If he wants to," I said hoping he would say no.

"Sure!" Frank enthusiastically said. "I love adventures!"

"Okay, Jasmine, lead the way," Max said and turned around to Frank, "She has to lead, because she's a girl."

Frank nodded. Now he probably thought I was one of those girls who want everything to go their way, which I kind of do at the moment.

"Left," I said.