Chapter Text
Morning 8 a.m.
The sunlight lit up the streets of Arcadia, the rays leaving shade on the asphalt, that dipped the neighbourhoods into dusk.
Dewdrops fell onto the road in a static rhythm, guided by a gentle morning-breeze.
The noise in front of the local high school got louder, the bell rang parallel to the one in the museum.
A car stopped a few blocks away under a big oak, its motor quieted down as a black-haired girl exited the car, she gave a nod in the driver’s direction with a hostile expression on her face. The vehicle started up again and drove out of the parking lot and disappeared around the next corner. She wore a dusky-pink sweater and sky-blue jeans. The teenager sat down under a tree and took a book out of her beige backpack, she hadn´t quite finished it, and started reading in the shade. She turned one page after the other until, after a long time, a motorcycle along the road and stopped next to the tree. The girl on the carriage with short/mid long white and sky-blue eyes. Her Black jacket with two cats matched perfect with her casual jogging pants and black sneakers.
„Shit, sorry I’m late, Ivy “, the girl said.
Ivy stood up and handed the book to her friend, then she asked: “No big deal, Brooklin. (Evil smirk) What took you so long?”
She stuffed the book into her already full backpack: “First, don´t call me Brooklin. Second, nothing much, my brothers stupid cat wrecked the library, anyway how’d you like the book?”
Ivy beamed: “It was great, really liked the dynamics of the characters!”
The two girls kept on chatting when suddenly the bell rang.
“Oh fuuuck, jump on the motorcycle and we could maybe make it!”, Brooklyn urged.
“Maybe?”
Brook grabbed Ivy’s hand and janked her onto the motorcycle, she swung her backpack around her shoulder.
She started the machine and dashed through the alleys. When the carriage suddenly stopped, and the girls flew of the motorcycle in front of the school. The tall brick building cast a shadow across the freshly mowed grass of Arcadia Oak High. Brooklyn and Ivy jumped up; the vehicle started smoking from its back.
POV Brook
“Well, Doux will kill me” she said as they ran to the front door of the school.
We walked to class. I am still little bit mad at Ivy because she called me Brooklin instead of Brook but what can ya’ do about it? I hate that, and she knows it.
The neanderthal just finished stuffing Eli into a locker and shoved it close, sadly this is my soon to be ex-boyfriend “Steve the king”, its actually not his name, but he likes to be called that, it’s a long story … He flirted with Claire, like with every other girl in school, till now he didn’t dare to flirt with my friends. Now he had gone too far, I freaked out. “That’s it” Brook said furious, “Wait Brook don’t go berserk!”, Ivy shouted after me, I walked over to him and yelled: „Get off her. We are over . You flirt with every whore in school and talk about me like I’m some sort of bitch!” she kicks him in “something Boys don´t wanna get kicked in” I turned around, my beautyful white hair were swooshing over his visage like a whip.
Steve screamed and fell to the ground.
I stomped over to the locker and got the... uh what´s his name again? Ok I got the little kid thing out of the locker; his eyes widened a bit.
Pov Eli:
“I am stuck in a locker; I don’t know how long I’m going to be in here *sigh*” the locker doors opened, a girl with long lightly staight white hair, with blue eyes and red to pink lips stood in front of the locker. “You’re beautiful” I muttered under my breath.
Pov Brook:
“The door was open, why didn’t you just jump out.”
“Uhhhhhmm”
I raised an eyebrow “Just get out weirdo”.
The little kid jumped out “Thanks! W-what’s your name?”
“Thanks for...opening an open locker?”
“Uhhh....w-whats...your name? -”
“Brook, and if you call me Brooklin you’re dead” I said to him sassy.
“Nice to meet you Brook” he held his hand out
Jesus christ, is he about to pass out? His palms are so sweaty you could fill a pool with that. “No thanks” I walked away from him “I don’t shake hands with gnomes”.
“Why are you so rude to him?” Ivy looked at Eli with pity.
“Listen, I just went through a break-up, and I don’t want to seem to man addicted" I rolled my eyes.
“Eli counts as a man?” Ivy laughs, I laugh with her.
“No! But still.”
The bell rang, everyone slowly left the school yard, a shady figure slowly approached.
Pov: Ivy
“Morning, Ivy .” a British accent
“Morning, Strickler ” she said through her clenched teeth, as they glared at each other.
“You should go, wouldn’t want you to be late to class” he smirked.
“You shouldn’t be either, or do you want to lose your secondary job”.
“What the hell is going on here?” Brook looked around them confused “Ivy let's just get to class...”
Brook took Ivy’s hand and dragged her away, Ivy kept staring at Strickler, his eyes turned yellow for a second in a menacing manner, hers did too out of anger.
“We’ll see each other... later ” Strickler whispered.
“I hate that guy” Ivy complained and balled her fist.
“You only see him in school”
“Yeah...school...” she whispered, “not at work and home at all...”. Brook didn’t hear that.
Brook and Ivy rushed to class.
Mr Lawrence: “So, you two are late? Explain yourself!”
“We discussed school topics with Strickler” Ivy answered reluctantly, saying his name was like throwing up in her mouth.
“Sit down”
Ivy and brook sat down in the back; it was a boring normal hour until Mary stood up “Mr Lawrence! Jim is sitting on my desk!”
“Jim, sit on your place please”.
“Jim...next to Claire”
The entire classroom was filled
with “OOO’s” by teenagers who probably run on 2 braincells, Ivy let her head fall on her desk and murmured “shut up”. The drag of an hour was finally over, and Ivy slumped out of the classroom with Brook.
Jim talked to Toby “Urgh! Whyyy did she do that?”.
“Ok just weird boys talk, nothing important-” she thought.
“I just want to get out this school”.
“Yeah, home to good old Draal ”
“Draal?” Ivy thought.
“Uhrgh, I forgot he lives there, now I’ll be forced to train everywhere”
“Just lock him in the basement”.
“I can't lock draal in the basement, he’ll bust the door open”.
Ivy listened interested “Note to me: Draal is in Jim’s basement.” Ivy walked away, into her next class, the rest of the day was almost criminally uneventful.”
Next day:
WHeN OuR LIps mEeT....FIREWORKS“
Brook: “Oh no we have another drunk guy in school”
Ivy: “Oh no, we have a gritt chaka’d Jim in school…” she thought.
Brook: “I’m sorry for Claire”
Ivy: “Do we still have school counseling?”
Brook: “No the counselor left a while ago”
Ivy: “Shit”
Toby: “Well that wasn’t crispy at all”
Brook: “What is the McNugget doing here?”
Brook walks out of the school.
“HEY!” Toby shouted.
“I would get diabetes from touching you!” Brook shouted back at him.
“I can’t deal with this right now” Ivy walked away to a teacher, “Excuse me?”
“Hmm?”
“I’m not feeling well, can I go home, I have headaches and my stomach hurts”
“Ok, I’m going to write you a pass and you can go” The teacher left and came back a while later with a card “Here you go, you’re free to leave.”
“Thanks” Ivy grabbed her bag,
Teacher: “I’LL TELL STRICKLER YOU LEFT, OK? JUST SO HE KNOWS YOU’RE HOME”
“Ok fine”
Teacher: “You know because he’s like your-”
Ivy: “THANK YOU VERY MUCH BUT I CAN TEXT HIM!”
She started walking to the canals, it was still sunny, no trolls were out here, she took out a horngazzle, and made a semi-circle big enough to get through, she walked down the crystal staircase, changing her for to a troll, and made it to Trollmarket, it was loud, trolls bustling through the narrow pathways, buying, and selling products, signs in trollish hanging around the steep walls. She was bored, not knowing what to do she wandered into Blinky’s Library, maybe there was something to read, or someone to talk to.
“Blinky? Arrrgh? Heaven forbid, Cass? Anyone here!” Ivy noticed a huge pile of books moving, a redtroll rolled out of the pile “Hm?” He turned his head around and yawned, then blinked with his four sleepy eyes “Oh, hello Ivy” He gave her a warm smile “Why are you in library?”
“I could ask you the same”
“I was reading about Gum-gum stuff, trying to help Jim with killing Bular”
“Oh really? He-he" Ivy looked nervous.
“But I seem to have gotten drowsy” he rubbed his eyes
“Yeah, is it seriously comfortable to sleep in books”
“kind of...it's warm” Troy smiled and stood up, then shook some dust off his hair.
Ivy coughed because of the dust “Holy sh-”
“Ap-ap-ap" he held his finger in front of Ivy’s mouth “We don’t use bad words”
Ivy removed his finger “Troy I’m 750 years old, I’m allowed to swear”
“And I’m 900 years old and I still don’t swear” he looked lightly offended
“Why are you such a baby”
He muttered: “I’m not a baby...”
“Alright pal”
He crossed his arms and pouted “...take it back”
“Alright, your not a baby”
Tw: Rape mention
Pov Brook:
I walked into the library; I yelled out to Douxie: “I’m skipping the rest of the day! So, don´t bother me!” My big brother yelled: “Okay, just do your homework for tomorrow, we are visiting Trollmarket, so you won’t have any time!”
I shrieked anoyed: “Okay, but I won’t talk to any trolls! Those things are disgusting”.
A boy mocked: „Shut up you whore I’m trying’ to read.”
The other one said: “Yeah go away you orphan.”
Tears came into my eyes, as I clenched my fists, Douxie glared at the two and they became quiet, he rushed to me and hugged me„Brook. How about you go to your room and order some food?”
I nodded: “Okay.” I sobbed quietly, Douxie sighed: “Okay.” I left the room to go to mine. Douxie turned to the customers angry “Don’t you dare ever insulting my sister.” Douxie kicked the customers out of the library.
I smiled as I saw how my brother defended me. I look tough on the outside but inside everything was held together by a bandade and a string. Our mom left us, I remember wandering around Camelot with Douxie so scrap enough money together for food, now he has a more or less stable Job.
I got and raped by some rougue trolls in heat when I was 11. I am blaming myself, I didn’t try to defend myself, I couldn’t have right? They would’ve killed me, right?
Pov Ivy:
*The next Day*
School was over for the others too now, Troy was walking with her through trollmarket when the Trollhunter himself Jim rushed past them “IM GOING TO KILL BULAR...MYSELF!! RIGHT NOW!!”
Troy: “thats a terrible idea Jim” He looked worried
Ivy: “I’ll go plan the funeral”
Troy: “Ivy! Don’t say that”
Jim: “BY the Glory of Merlin!” he ran away with the armor
Arrrgh, Blinky and Cass, Claire and Toby ran after him.
Blinky “MASTER JIM WAIT”
Cass: “JIM YOU BRAINLESS FUCK!”
Troy: “CASS! DONT USE THAT LANGUAGE!”
Blinky: “As much as I agree troy we hzave bigger problems to attend to!”
Arrrgh: “Catch Jim!”
Toby: “Who is that?” he pointed at Ivy
Troy: “I’ll happily introduce you two later but now is NOT the time”
Jim ran into the canals
Blinky: “Alright, Troy, Cass you search one half of the canals, Arrrgh and I search the other half, Toby Claire you search above ground”
Ivy: “I will just search on my own, I’m faster than most of you”
Blinky: “Then go”
Everyone ran in their set directions.
Ivy mumbles to herself as she ran through the sewers, “Where are you Bular, where are you?” the stench of the underground was so intense she couldn’t smell out Bular .
She saw the black troll standing in the sewers, it was too late, Jim had found him first, he turned his head around, on the other side was a tunnel blocked by metal bars, Troy and Cass crashed into them.
Cass: “Watch it shithead!”
Troy: “Cass...quiet”
Bular looked over to them with a smirk: “You are safe behind those bars for now, I cant fit through them-” he turned his head to Ivy “Although, maybe she can, isnt that right...Impure...Kill them”
Bular pointed his blade at Troy and Cass.
Troy looked at Ivy shocked, paralyzed “No...” he said under his breath, Cass tugged at his arm and tore him away
“Lets scram!”
They dissapeared into the canals, Ivy ran after them, as she dissapeared she heard something from Bular: “--------young Atlas-----------” Ivy kept hunting after the two trolls, soon catching up to them, they split up into two directions, Ivy ran after Cass, a dead end. His back was pressed up against the wall, Ivy took her sickle out.
Cass whispered: “you don’t have to do this”
Ivy: “I do” Ivy growled, when she was suddenly grabbed from behind
“Ivy stop” Troy held her in the air tight.
“I’m sorry, Its nothing personal...”
“Wha? AHHH” Ivy reached back with her sickle and slashed across Troys face and right ear, he let go of her and fell to the ground, Ivy charged at Cass, he doged the attack and rammed his head against her chest, Ivy fell back onto the gound groaning in pain. Cass like before ran away with Troy, a while later Bular found Ivy in the dead end, he looked to the ground.
“Your blood...or theirs”
Ivy coughed: “Theirs”
Bular: “And yet I don’t see bodies”
Ivy: “They’re- wounded”
Bular: “Fine, I’ll let you off easy...this time” he turned away and retreated from the sewers.
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