Trollhunters: The Written Future

Grand Theft Otto

Author's Note:

Heads up, this chapter is really rough, we struggled so bad to write this script, but here are the chapters that were promised!

However, Homecoming will be published in a few days or so. Life was really rough for some of our writers and one is currently on break due to issues with family so we got really packed in with these chapters! Hence why Homecoming is not out yet and why they took so long.

If you have questions about updates, feel free to message us! However, we might not get back to you as soon!

Please enjoy and we will have Homecoming out in a few days!

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Back in the Darklands, the camera panned onto the cages that Jim had been spending his days in. He continued to uselessly scrape at the stone in hopes that it would crack beneath his blade and he could free himself from Gunmar's hold. Instead, his plans were put to rest when two guards had marched past his cell, a female grunting as she was dragged behind.

Jim rested against the wall of his prison, acting as if he had been sitting there the entire time. Jim folded his arms and rested them on his knees as he listened to the cry of pain coming from the cell beside him, nothing was seen but the pain that was being inflicted on the other captive was well known.

The guards simply threw her back into her hold, having nothing else to do with her before stepping off, letting the golden spears close and trap the mysterious captive. Once the room went silent, Jim instantly stood and stepped to the small opening within the walls, looking innocent as always.

"Hey," he started, grunting as he stood on his tippy toes, peering through to find nothing but a dark empty space. "Are you okay?" His voice was shy but held tons of emotions. For a few seconds, no one replied or met Jim on the other side of the hole.

"Jim.... Jim... you are so god damn precious! That just had to be the cutest and innocent scene I have seen since all this chaos went down."

Jim smiled at that, he was expected to check on someone and their well-being without knowing who it was.

That was until a vibrant green eye appeared, surrounded by pink stone and the voice was harsh. "Hello!"

The crowd jumped back, all yelling in fright while Nomura wore a grin. Despite being sucked into the Darklands, she was glad she was still surviving another day.

She was also blessed to be away from the wretched place for the duration of the show.

Jim's eyes grew in size as he gasped, pictures appearing in his head. He easily recognized Nomura, remembering her hauntingly climb up his stairs, her wicked grin and quick moving eyes. The startled Trollhunter let out a yelp, stumbling back and landing on his back.

"Nomura!"

"Wow, I am sorry but I completely forgot that she got sucked in..."

"Um, I forgot she was a character..."

"Did I scare you, Trollhunter?" Her voice was cocky as she spoke, Jim sitting himself up in shock.

"What are you doing here?"

"Gunmar had to punish someone for his son's death," Nomura was seen in her own cage, popping her shoulder back into place. Jim no longer waited for her on the other side, resuming his digging instead. "Hoping to escape, are we? What's the boy-hero's plan? Dig through solid rock, cut down the hundred guards, and then what? We're still in the Darklands. There is no escape."