The Story Of Us

Miss Me?

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(Y/N POV)

"Okay guys, small warning, don't be too shocked." "Uh, why?" Jim asked, setting down the popcorn as Claire turned on the TV, apparently all fascinated and eager to see what Douxie and I were up to these past nine centuries."

"Just trust me." Is all I say, before I turn the TV on.

(Nine Centuries Ago)

I did what I always do best, get in trouble for something I wasn't supposed to do. Of course, in this case, I actually agree with that statement. I no longer lived at Camelot, it having been at least fifty years since my Douxie had passed.

I had sadly watched as King Arthur passed, and everyone found out Morgana was behind Killahead battle. It was a blow of which I would never recover from, and it left me searching for the same thing again and again.

Revenge.

Besides Charlie, no one was there for me anymore, and I was all alone. I knew how to get by, of course, but it wasn't the same thing. Camelot fell, due to having no heir. No, I didnt take over Camelot, because I couldn't.

A few days after Arthur's passing, King Remold led a charge, and attacked Camelot. Completely defenseless due to our kings passing, Camelot fell, and I fled.

Now, it was only me and Charlie. She sighed, turning back into a cat as she looked at me with pleading eyes. The rain poured down, and my cape laid heavily on my shoulders, and my sword, heavily in my hands. "Please.... don't do this.."

She begged, and all I did was give her a side stare, before facing ahead. Not even Charlie could talk me out of it now. I knew the risks, I knew the likelihood of me not returning, but I selfishly didn't care, because I needed answers, and he was the last one to find and ask.

"I have to." "No, you don't! Do you have any idea how dangerous opening the bridge is?! What if you release him back into the world?!"

I sighed, saying. "I won't." I said sternly, snapping out my other sword as I looked down at my hand. The amulet glowed a bright light blue, just like it always had. It was hard the get the amulet  after the battle, but unfortunately, Deya, the trollhunter, died after Killahead battle, and so, I became in possession of the Amulet.

It was wrong to keep it, I know, but being a key creater helps in ways. Like giving me access....

To the Dark lands.

Yes, I was going to the Darklands. Call me crazy all you want, and yes, I'm aware this is stupid, but I needed answers.

Yes, I was planning on facing Gunmar.

(Scratching sounds)

"WHAT?!?!" Literally everyone yelled at me. "Are you fricking kidding me?! You went to the Darklands?! What the hell?!" Jim yelled at me. "Are you crazy?!?" Claire yelled next, all of them gaping at me.

I stare at the paused screen, a evil, and slightly creepy smirk befalling on my face. "I may have left out some key details." I say. "What does that mean?!" Jim shouted.

I give him a side look, a slightly creepy look befalling on my face as I say. "I knew you a lot longer than you thought, Jim."

He just stared at me with confusion, and outrage. He was stopped to say something as I pressed play again.

(Resuming)

"Just... don't you dare die in there!! I can't... I won't, lose you too." I smile weakly at her, scratching her chin as she purrs, still looking very concerned. "I'll see you on the other side." I say, before walking forward, and walking onto the bridge.