#i just cannot stop watching the joyriding video and i really wanted to draw some shit leave me alone

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Trollhunters Dadswap AU part 15

Jim’s birthday brings new allies… and new threats.

starting off with Heimdrel again. He currently has his hook hand in place. His eyes are on the sky with a strange totem in his other hand. Heimdrel sits the totem down and gets to work. He digs his hook into the ground around the totem, making an array of markings and runes. He rises back up to his feet and backs away, uttering an incantation under his breath.

The runes begin to glow and the Totem starts to shift and grow. Heimdrel smiles.

“Not even daylight cannot protect you now, trollhunter. Soon there will be nowhere to run.”

Jim’s birthday morning goes similarly to how it does in the show, up until they go to trollmarket. Angor Rot is causing mayhem in the forge with his golems when Jim and Toby arrive, and it isn’t long before Jim is caught and the surprise party is revealed. Jim is happy to see everyone excited and happy to celebrate, but like in canon isn’t very interested in his birthday.

Strickler isn’t as bothered about it as Blinky was in canon, as some humans just aren’t too big about Birthdays, but still asks Toby if he’s alright. Toby explains and Strickler nods.

“I see.... well I suppose we’ll just have to make it up for him.”

“yeah. Speaking of, I’ve got a joyride I owe Jim. We’ll be back later!”

We once again follow most of the episode’s plot up until the Stalkling attack. Once Jim is safe, albeit a bit scratched up, he returns the bike and both he and Toby race back to Trollmarket. During the attack, the beast loses a scale and it gets stuck in Jim’s coat. With this clue, it’s straight to Blinky and Dictatious, however they can only lead them so far down the Rabbit Hole.

“perhaps Vendel will be of more use to you. While we can tell this came from a Stalkling, our records are unfortunately lacking.”

With Scale in hand our heroes enter the Heartstone to discuss things with Vendel, and he is able to more fully explain the creature and what it pertains.

“From what you have described, and from the off texture of this scale, I’m certain this was a Summoned Stalkling, and not your everyday trained breeds.”

“so what’s the difference?”

“Trained Stalklings are more merciful, for starters. It has been some time since I have seen a Summoned Stalkling, but that was because the art of doing so was lost many eons ago at the fall of the Tyreta trolls and their other mountainous cousins.”

“When Heimdrel killed them all,” Angor Rot mumbled under his breath.

“So if this giant death bird is after Jim, he can never be alone?”

“Not unless he’d like to be lifted thousands of feet into the air and then dropped onto rocky terrain. I would suggest staying indoors as well, Trollhunter. Stalklings can fly for days without rest, especially the summoned breeds. I doubt it has stopped to rest even once since it tracked you.”

“great.” 

Jim goes to school the next day, already planning what he could do to make sure he’s with someone at all times, when Claire mentions that he has to really step up his game in rehearsals, especially since Steve got in that crash and Jim was the main for Romeo again.

Jim thinks it’ll be ok since he can get his mom to pick him up afterwards.

And like in canon, he is proven wrong when not only is his mom running late, but Toby is nowhere nearby. Jim starts to ride home on his bike, Amulet close at hand. Toby answers his phone after about 3 calls, the first two being unheard over the movie Toby tried introducing Angor Rot to since video games only went kinda well last time.

Cue Jim getting caught by the Stalkling. Jim is starting to be carried higher and higher until he is far above the canal bridge. By that point he is starting to lose his breath, and struggling to get the amulet out of his pocket. Jim swears he can see movement down below, but he’s fading fast.

Jim finally summons his armor and sword, and zaps the Stalkling with lightning like in canon. As he’s plummeting to his doom, Toby and Angor Rot see him falling. Angor Rot quickens his pace, trying to reach him in time, when something leaps from the trees. Something catches Jim mid-air, and lands a few feet past Angor Rot. Angor Rot turns to see Aargamount with Jim hanging out of his mouth by his coat. Angor Rot draws his dagger just in case, but then Aargamount backs up, the remains of the Stalkling crashing to the ground on the bridge.

Aargamount gently sits the weak Trollhunter down into his hands and locks eyes with Angor Rot.

“Angor Rot.... free troll?”

Angor Rot slowly nods, lowering his blade.

“Human trollhunter.... friend to you...?”

Toby slowly approaches once he’s close enough to see Aarghamount. Angor Rot silently nods again as Aarghamount sits. He rubs his hand across the scar around his neck- caused by the collar.

“You free me. I save boy. I am... free troll too?”

Aarghamount watches quietly as Angor Rot puts away his dagger and walks towards him. He winces as Angor Rot raises his hand. It’s clear he’s terrified of being somehow punished or attacked. His eyes slowly open when he feels Angor Rot’s hand gently rest on his shoulder. He looks down at the Assassin.

“If you wish to be.”

“Heimdrel has prison. Still in danger. Fear The Jailer may come for me.”

Angor Rot lets that sink in and nods- giving his shoulder a calm and reassuring pat.

“I will get you your freedom. Even if I have to pry it from both their stone felled hands.”

 Aarghamount weakly smiles. Now that he knows it’s safe, Toby joins the group and smiles as well.

“he can stay at my place! You already know how blind my Nana is, I’m sure she wont notice he’s a troll if I tell her I brought home a really big cat.”

“I think that will work, at least until I can convince Vendel to remove the mark of the Witch from Aarghamount.”

“AAARRRGGHH!!!”

Angor Rot and Toby look over at Aarghamount.

“You can call me AAARRRGGHH!!! That was name humans and Angor Gave me.”

Toby put his hands on his hips and thinks it over.

“I like it! AAARRRGGHH!!! it is, then!”

“I will inform Strickler once we are all home safe that AAARRRGGHH!!! will be staying with you.”

“Great! Oh just you wait, new roomie. I have all sorts of games we can play, and movies you can eat, oh! And I can borrow the power washer in the garage and get some of that dirt off of you and-”

as the group walks home, new ally among them, Heimdrel watches silently from the shadows. Once they are gone, the troll leaves his hiding place and picks up one of the stones left of the Stalkling’s body. He lets out an enraged growl, crushing the stone in his hand.

“I am through playing games with you, boy.”

“My lord,” Mr. Takato bows to Heimdrel as the furious troll returns to the building site. “I just received word from our German supplier. He’s arrived with-"

Heimdrel grabs Mr. Takato by the throat.

“It all will be for naught if the Trollhunter interferes! I am done hiding! I want the boy’s head, and I want it now!”

Mr. Takato struggles for breath as he continues, “B-but sir! He.... He says he’s brought someone with him! Another.... another changeling on our side! He says.... that he has the... the keystone!”

Heimdrel’s grip loosens enough for Mr. Takato to breathe and leans forward.

“what did you say?”

At the airport, Otto casually approaches the changeling working there as he does in canon.

“Have you brought the Keystone?” she asks quietly.

“even better” he replies with a grin.

A man approaches from behind Otto with a box under his arm. He is every meaning of the word big- even going so far as to literally tower over the German changeling- with fiery red hair.. A well polished metal cane gently taps and then rests on Otto’s shoulder before the man uses it to make him take a sidestep. The man smiles at the woman and removes his hat as he walks forward for her to more properly see him.

“Bhaltair?” She looks towards Otto before the man uses his cane handle to move her head back towards him.

“that it is, missy.”

His accent was thick and Scottish. The woman nervously bows her head a moment as he takes the box out from under his arm.

“I need you to send a message to my champion brother, The Executioner.”

“wh-what shall I tell him?”

Bhaltair smiles and opens the box for her to look inside. Her eyes widen as she gazes upon the Keystone. She looks back up at the man as he leans forward.

“The Jailer is bringin’ him a gift.”

#Dadswap AU #Trollhunters #He's here