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Jim and the crew returned from the Quagumps where Toby acted as the Shattered King. Of course, the plan didn't really work out since they didn't walk home with another stone but some good came out of it. Claire had asked Jim to go to the dance with her and she had earned her own weapon, the Shadow Staff.
Jim was about to leave until he heard an old voice “Trollhunter.” The group turned at the voice noticing Vendel looking at Jim with his milky eyes. “I wish to speak to you..” He looked at the others “Privately”
Jim looked at his friends before shrugging “Guys go home I’ll catch up after talking to Vendel. AAARRRGGHH!!! And Blinky will take you so angor doesn’t come.”
Without waiting for a response Jim walked over to Vendel, walking together towards the heart stone.
As soon as they entered Vendel closed the door “Trollhunter, you are starting a war. Trollmarket will not be happy with you trying to open killahead.”
Jim looked at Vendel with sad eyes that made Vendel tremble.
“Master Vendel, the trolls hate me.” He stated like it was a fact. Vendel tried to talk however was cutoff.
“No let me speak. I have heard the whispers that happen behind my back, even though I did the one thing no trollhunter has done and killed Bular. THEY. STILL. HATE. ME. And for what because I am Human, Because I bleed FUCKING red. They hate me. The Trollhunters hate me because I did what they were suppose to do. My mom hates me because I have to lie (he pointed at Vendel) to protect you racists. I was suppose to be a kid my biggest battle was suppose to be puberty and Highschool. Yet, I get beaten in the alleys of trollmarket.” He stopped for a second giving Vendel a chance to speak
“Do you fight bacK?” Vendel asked
“Why would I!” Jim screamed. “I WAS TOLD TO PROTECT YOU GUYS BY THE AMULET, NOW I WANNA PROTECT MY PEOPLE, WHEREAS YOU DID NOT.”
“Tell me, what did I do to deserve this, What did I do to deserve being beaten by trolls for my humanity, what did I do to deserve being hated by my mother, what did I do to deserve to fight for those who don’t give a damn about me.” His voice heartbreakingly broke. Feeling the burning sensation of tears “SO what difference does it make if they hate me for opening the bridge.”
“The changelings were your children they came to you for help however you refused, but as soon as we offered something to Not-Enrique, he was onboard because they don’t want to do this, Now Whereas you abandoned your whelps I will not abadon the children. The trolls already hate me nothing will change if I open that bridge.”
"SO TELL ME WHAT DIFFERENCE IT MAKES. TELL ME. TELL ME. The trolls will hate me more, I'll be beaten more, but at least... at least Claire would have her brother back... At least I can save the other humans my predecessors were suppose to protect."
“Why do you thing Toby, Claire are never without AAARRRGGHH!!! or Blinky. They may not know but I will protect them and if they are ever harmed by any of your denizens, I will show you what gunmar would do to trollmarket.”
“If I fought back against those who beat me in trollmarket, Half of trollmarket would be dead.”
Vendel looked at Jim his figure trembling tears streaming down his cheeks as his blue eyes looked at Vendel with sadness no whelp should witness. He put a hand on Jim’s shoulder. Jim winced as he had a few bruises there from the beatings of trollmarket or the fights he didn’t know. “I will help you Jim.” Jim was shocked not only with Vendel’s statement but it was the first time Vendel had ever called him by his name.
“Go home young one. I will see to the trolls who disrespected you, and I am truly sorry for all your losses, Maybe after gunmar is dead, Trollmarket may become a safe haven for both changelings and trolls.”
Jim smiled at that using the back of his hand to wash the tears and leaving.