"So, you're a human?" Jim began, clearing his throat a little.

The team had gathered around the new comer a few minutes earlier, and after studying her closely did they begin to ask questions.

"Was... I was what you would consider to be an early-" The woman replied, her eyebrows knitted together curiously at the Trollhunter.

"Not human. Next question!" Claire cut in suddenly, stepping directly into the woman's line of sight.

"But YOU are human?" The woman ruffed, craning her neck to look at Jim.

"Yes, ma'am." He smiled kindly.

Before, humans in Trollmarket were as rare to see as it was to see a troll in sunlight. Now, Jim and the team had seen so many here that he was almost surprised that some trolls were still shocked by it. This new commer barely seemed to be a surprise to him.

"I came here to assist-" The female began, but was cut off by Toby.

"Sorry, lady, but the Trollhunter has all the humans he needs!"

"I hate to admit it, but I'm with Toby on this." Claire pipped up, still clutching her staff in a protective way.

"... Please call off your attack dogs for a moment, Trollhunter..." She huffed.

Jim nodded, waving his hand at his friends in a 'fall back for now, guys.' The trio exchanged unsure glances, but Toby and Claire did as was requested.

"Okay, miss- 'insert whatever your name is'...?"

"Juvenile Scarlet." The female, Juvenile, stated firmly.

"Juvenile- I understand you want to help, but we have all the help we need as is." Jim said, trying to be as polite in the refusal as possible, it seemed.

"I understand... Thank you, Trollhunter." She sighed, turning to leave but then stopping and calling over her shoulder. "But before I go, how about a friendly spar?"

"A friendly one, eh?" The male huffed, sounding a bit unsure.

"I didn't come all this way just to leave without seeing how skilled our new Trollhunter is." Juvenile laughed.

"I don't kno-" Jim began, already tugging his amulet out of his pocket.

"Are all Trollhunters afraid to fight a woman?" She teased, sounding as if she had had this same conversation before.

"Well then, for the glory of Merlin-

"-and his champion! Nightlight is mine to command" Juvenile cut off, holding her ring hand up high as violet light began to wrap around her entire being. "Or something close to yours."

"Not what I was going to say- Daylight is mine to command!" Jim laughed, his armor appearing in a flash of blue.

Muscles were sore by the end of what was supposed to be a friendly fight, but neither fighter was complaining. They had fallen into a rhythm like clockwork, Trollhunter and friend from a past life. At times, it looked as though the centuries between them had never existed. The duel finished when the others who were viewing them began to complain about having to watch them, with a collection of laughs calling the draw.

"That was fun. Maybe we should do it again sometime." Jim suggested, rubbing his shoulder tiredly.

"I'd like that. Find me whenever you are ready, I'm sure you know where to look." Juvenile sighed, wiping visible sweat from her forehead.

"Not bad for a human?"

"Not bad for a human." She confirmed softly. "I'm not sure if I can say the same for your friends yet-"

"Then schedule me for a fight too." Claire challenge, stamping her staff on the stone floor. "I need the practice anyhow."

"I'll keep that in mind." With a kind smile, the older woman turned to leave. "Good day, Trollhunter and company."

With a kind smile to match Jim's earlier one, she stopped suddenly.

"Oh, and by the way, you'll be meeting your 'once an enemy, now is a friend'. So please give him respect." She said as she steps to the darkness and leaves the Troll Market.


AN JS: I am grateful for those who read this story, even though I am relying on my beta and trying to find something more interesting outcome for the story. Thank you also to does who take interest in this story, I might also may need for your vote on crossover stories for Trollhunter.