Trolls Battle Future

Chapter 3 / Looking for a way out

Everything around him was white, like a bright light, and suddenly the leaders and the Branch realized that they were no longer in the meeting room, much less in their world.

Poppy: guys, are you okay???

Barb: hey poppy, yes, but where are we, why are we floating?

Branch: I believe that depending on the time we choose, it may take longer to arrive

Trollex: wait, man, so are we really time travel?

Barb: very good Branch! now how are we back?

Branch: well...

Then, suddenly, the flash gets stronger, and the leaders and Branch realize that they start to fall

Leaders: AAAAAAAAAAH!

now, trolls are really 31 years in the future

Branch: Wow... Wow, what is it? Wait, does it look... like a mine?

All leaders get up and realize they are in a place they've never been

Delta: I can say for sure that this is a mine!

Branch: strange, we should be in the same place as before, how is it possible?

Trollex: Hey man, we are 31 years in the future! Probably dirt hills formed and the trolls of that time made a mine

Poppy: you're right, but why would they make a mine in the pop village?

Trolls begin to hear the sound of trails, and a light song, with no way out, begins to panic

Trollzart: what is it???

Barb: nobody knows! But everyone knows that we have to get out of here now!

Trollex: but there is no way out!

Delta: hey guys! Go fast!

The trolls turn and look at the delta, which found a pile of jewels where they could try to hide behind, with no other option, the trolls are hiding behind that little pile of jewels

Unnamed troll: *whistling*

Branch: *take a look in the corner to see what was going on*
-wait, it's a troll country!

Delta: how?

Branch: yes!

Essence: a troll country, in a mine in the pop village?

Quincy: probably after the union of the tribes, some trolls went to live in different kingdoms, so this troll from the countryside is here

Delta: let me see that troll!
*Delta takes a look at the troll country, which was mining with some helper robots, and whistling, but when the delta starts to notice more of its appearance, it notes that it knows that troll*

Delta: hey, that's the... V-vick???

Poppy: Vick?

Delta: yes! It's herself, wow, how she grew up

Branch: you are saying that you recognized a 31-year-old advanced troll of our time!

Delta: I would recognize any member of my tribe, even 100 years in the future! Vick is just a kid in our time, and it's no wonder she is here, she loves jewels!

Poppy: delta, this is great! You can go talk to her and ask where is a way out!

Delta: how it is!