Secrets

Chapter 39

Unbecoming

Part 1

At the Omni Beach building, lies a secret base trolls that where human skin to live among the mortal realm to gather and plot to take over the world under the service of there dark master. Now they've captured the one thing that would save themselves from the Darkunderlord; Gunmar the Black's, wrath to satify his hunger, Talia Sturges the Silver Lion.

The changelings ambushed her and nicked her with Gravesand, her one and only weakness. Her body was so numb she could hardly move her legs the rubber on her sneakers squeaked against the cold, clean, shiney, marble floor. As they continued down the hall, Talia was slowly regaining her concious her vision started off with a bright, white, blur. Even though she could hardly feel at the moment, but she could sense that she was being handled by a pair of hands while being dragged. As her vision cleared up, she saw the changeling she met in the alley when they ambushed her leading her captives. Talia looked at her sides and saw the two individuals wearing masks with an eye like symbol. That was when she knew right away that these were not actual people.

They've reached at the end of the hall with nothing but a blank wall, until the changling, Otto Scaarbach pressed his hand against it, revealing a scanner, the wall slides open a secret panel, and presses a button. The secret door slides open and reveals a hidden empty bunker. The changelings roughly threw Talia in as she grunts from the impact. Otto walks in with his hands behind his back with with a sly grin on his face as he enters the room looking down upon the helpless child, "My apologies of bringing you here on such a short notice. But you must understand. . .it was necessary. You see. . .A certain blind baffoon believes he's leading Gunmar to glory, but clearly he's leading him astray and taking it for himself."

Talia finds the strength to slowy picks herself up, facing him as she chuckles, "You know it's funny. I know that you guys are back stabbers. But I never thought that you guys would be desperate enough to poison me and ruin Gunmar's chance of revitalizing himself. This goes to show that you're no different from Strickler."

"I watch that tongue if I were you, child! And do not even compare me to that failure." Otto snaps.

The polymorph takes a deep breath and relieves himself from the tensions. "I will have the antidote be made ready for you as soon as possible." Just before he walks out toward the door he takes one more look at the young lioness. "In the mean time. Stay here, be a good kitty, and be quiet."

"Otto, please! Listen to me!" Talia implored, before Otto could reach the panels. "You don't want to do this. If you keep this up, you'll just end up signing your death warrant." Otto turns towards her with a stern face. But one of the other changelings that's with him listened as she grew concerned. "Once he's accomplished his goal and get what he wants, he's just going to get rid of you all. Believe me. I've seen it for myself. He doesn't care about you, the changeling, or rest of troll-kind. It's not too late to do the right thing, Otto. Please cure me and I promise I'll help you and your agents before he even gets the chance."

The female changeling heeded the girl's words processing this all at once grewing more afraid than worried. She could tell by the look in the young girl's eyes and she knew that it must be true. Even though she does admit, Gunmar shows no respect for her kind. "Otto, what if she's telling the truth?"

Otto turned toward his second-in-command, unfazed by Talia's warning. "What? You're simply not going to believe the words of a child and doubt my instincts are you, Allana?

"No, sir, but. . .she does make a good point," she clarified. "Gunmar and his followers call us nothing, but 'impures', our Lady Creator has been silent ever since the Skullcrusher's return. . .it can't be a coincidence!"

"Otto narrowed his eyes toward her seething his breath, "If you wish to keep your position as my second-in-command. You will help me win Gunmar's graces. This girl is just trying to make fools out of us, so she could try to escape and warn her friends." Otto makes one final look at the Silver Lion, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must prepare Gunmar's very special buffet I have planned just for him." His face grew into a malicous smile. "You're not just the guest of honor. You are the main course." He presses the button closing the door leaving Talia all locked up in an empty white room all alone.

But suddenly the door slides open with only but Allana. She came kneeling before Talia, grab ahold of her shoulders in desperation to get a good look in her eyes, and said "Is it true? Will Gunmar really turn on us?"

Talia was confused at first, shocked is even more like it. A changeling truly taking heed of her words. "Yes. . ." Talia first response. "I've seen how cruel and merciless he is. He tortured Nomura and when we held in the dungeon back the Darklands. She told me he killed his changling advisor, Kodanth, feeding him to the Horde against his will."

Allana closed her eyes, cringed her face, lowering her head as she sadly breathed, "Kodanth. . ."

"Do you know him," Talia asked.

"Yes. . ."she responded heartbroken as tears leaked from her eyes. "He was my friend. I hoped to see him again when Gunmar returns. But now he's. . ." her sad expression then turned to anger. Allana faces Talia once more with determination and said, "Heed my words, Silver Lion. It maybe too late for us, but for you. You must carry on the fight, because there is something bigger coming, bigger than you've ever face before."

Talia's eyes widen as her ears perked up, "What are you talking about?"

"Bringing Gunmar was the first part of our mission. . .under the orders of our lady creator." Allana said. "And I hate to tell you this. But Trollmarket is already in danger. Gunnmar has an agent there right now, planning to kill the Trollhunter and overtake troll-kind's safe Haven."

"An agent in Trollmarket?" Talia gasped.

"Yes. The one truly responsible for freeing Gunmar. You and the Trollhunter are innocent, but the Tribrunal won't help, because she's already influenced their arrogance and fear to listen."

"She? Who are you- -" A monsterous roar shook the building echoeing through the halls along with terrifying agonizing screams. Then there was a loud gigantic rumbling sound. "Gunmar!? He's been here the whole time?!"

"There's no time!" She pulls out a luminous pill and hands it over to Talia, "Here take this. It maybe enough to cure you. But atleast it'll slow down the poison to keep you alive until friend's come to rescue you." Allana picks herself up and runs up opening the door.

"Allana, wait! Don't!" Talia reaches for her.

"Stay quiet! Gunmar does not know you are here!" She said. Allana turns to face her one last time, "Avenge us, Silver Lion, avenge your family, avenge your friends that have fallen to Gunmar. And give him the death he all so deserves." Allana closes the door shut leaving her all alone again.

Talia did not have the strength to get back up from all the pain in her body of the poison's effect. All she do is hear all of the various rackets on the other side of the door. She swallows the pill while listening to the sounds of a snarling roaring monster knewing without a doubt, Gunmar. Talia stares at the door covering her mouth to keep quiet as she continues to listen to the horrors of what cruelity he is inflicting upon his subordinates, his servants, his minions, and to all who had been loyal to him. There was loud crashing, debris falling, lights flickering, and more, more, screaming.

"Run! - He's gone mad! - -He's turning on us!- -HELP! SOMEONE HELP! - - - Please don't kill me! - -AAHHH!"

"Master, please! Have mercy! I'll give you whatever you want! Anything!"

"You are of no use to me anymore!" Gunmar's voice was heard.

Talia still covers her mouth as she heard the sounds bodies being slashed by his blade. Followed by the most disturbing sounds of him might actually be . . . chewing, devouring them all one by one as more cries of scream and terror filled the base. Tears came down upon Talia's face listening to their cries and her state made her feel completely helpless. But she knew she must remain still, hidden, if she wishes to survive and warn her friends of the danger about to happen to Trollmarket, if they could ever find her.

. . .

Usurna storms into the stronghold of Trollmarket, where Jim was being kept prisoner.

"Lower the Prisoner," Usurna ordered.

Jim's cage lowered as it touches to the ground, the gates open as the Krubera guards cease his arms, shoving him to the queen's feet.

"Are you still refusing to admit your friends had any hand in this?" Vendel asked.

"It's my fault," Jim responded. "I'm responsible. Everything they did was for me and Tally."

"Then this is beyond eve my authority, I am sorry," Vendel remorsefully said.

"James Lake Jr., you stand accussed of unleashing Gunmar on the world and failing to protect trollkind, and . . .allegedly hiding, harboring the last remaining bloodline of our bitterest enemy."

"If you let me out, Tally and I can fight him," Jim implored her. "You've seen what she's capable of - -"

Usurna raised her hand silencing him, "You will face trial in front of the Tribrunal for your crime. If found guilty, as you say you are. . ."

Vendel with a look of regret on his face, "The consequences could be. . .death."

"But. . .there is an offer of mercy on the table," Usurna suggested. "If you surrender the amulet to be destroyed, you will be exiled."

"And your life spared, along with the rest of your friends, including Talia," Vendel said.

"I don't understand," Jim confused. "There there won't be a Trollhunter."

"For too long, we trolls have relied on Merlin's antiquated magics to shelter us. As for the evil we face tomorrow, that is up for our own race to decide, not some human child." Pointer her staff at Jim's chest. "However. . .there is but one other offer of mercy I shall grant you."

Vendel's ears perked up looking at the Krubera queen confused, "Beg your pardon?"

"What's the other option?" Jim asked.

"Surrendering the whereabouts of Talia Sturges," Usurna answered.

Jim gasped in shocked upon hearing that request in desbelief, as well as Vendel.

"You will be granted full pardon and resume your duty as the Trollhunter with the Silver Lion in your place as the accused and face trial."

"What?!" Jim flabbergausted.

Vendel raised his voiced outraged by this, "Usurna! We never agreed to this! I implore you, the girl is of no threat to Trollmarket. Let alone the boy."

"Her power is too great. Far too dangerous to be exact," Usurna raised her voice. "As we are all aware. She has unlocked the Power of Enhancement, she will surely lead Gunmar into Trollmarket and stop at nothing till he gets what he wants. A mere cub is not worthy of possessing such gifts. . .and responsibility."

"Please!" Jim begged. "Leave Tally out of this! I told you, I take full- - "

"Enough!" Usurna slamming her staff silencing them both. She looked into Jim's eyes once more and said, " She's lucky that she isn't here with you now, boy. If she were you'd both be facing trial together. And I wouldn't even grant you this offer."

"No. . ." Jim voiced filled with distraught with a slight tear in his eye.

"I'm aware these are terrible choices, young one, but it is solely yours to make," Vendel said.

"The trial begins at dawn." Usurna said. "You have until then to decide.

The queen leaves the stronghold as a Krubera guard shoves Jim back into the cage as Vendel looks upon the boy in pity and regret, with the thought of failing him and the girl, as he watches the cage rise up from the ground.

. . .

Late at night, Jim sits in his cell miserably while other prisoners, including the Krubera guards, sleep peacefully. Jim stares down at the amulet, which had brought him nothing but trouble since the day he'd found it. Now he grows far more resentful to this ancient relic.

"Is this what you wanted?" He said to his amulet. "To hurt everyone? To ruin not just my life, but Talia's? If you even knew that she's a lion, then why choose me, huh? If trolls and lions had such a rocky history together?" But the amulet did not respond to him. It still remained in silence, so he just looks away from it. "I wish I never picked you up in the first place." Jim stands up and throw the amulet out of the cage without a slight care of the mantle that cannot be rejected. The amulet lands outside of the stronghold where the Krubera guards stand guard sleeping on the job. "You've made a mistake."

Jim slides down with his back against the bars, as he sits down holding his knees to his chest. "Tally. . .I'm sorry. . .so, so, sorry. If your dad were still here. He never let you go through with all of this. I'm sorry, Mr. Sturges," He buries his face into his knees hugging his legs.

. . .

The amulet glows and clanks before a blue ball of light flies out of the amulet. It flies into the Hero's Forge and hovers over the statues of fallen Trollhunters. . .and it settles with Unkar's, making it glow. Another ball of light flies into Jim's cage, taking him by surprise.

"So the amulet made a mistake, eh?" it said. "You would be the first."

"Who are you?" Jim raised to his feet.

"Forgotten about me already, kid? Perhaps a hint or two. I didn't have much luck being a Trollhunter, either. Trained by Blinky? Couldn't last a day? Ripped limb from limb? Urinated by that imbecile of a lion, Hugo the Wanderer?"

Jim grimaces of that last part, before he realized recognizing him now, "Unkar the Unfortunate?"

"That's really what stuck?" he said." I was hoping for 'Unkar the Ultimate'."

"Why are you even here?" Jim asked.

"You wish you never pickied up the amulet in the first place?" the spirit of Unkar asked. "And wished that Talia to never had gone through the trauma she endured without you? Well, I'm here to offer you what I never had. . .a second chance."

Then a bright blue light flashed as the amulet ticks backwards as time itself was backing up, before everything went black.

. . .

Jim suddenly wakes up finding himself back in his bed removing a vespa magazine from his face. His alarm was beeping with the time sayin six o'clock a.m. Jim gasps and suddenly realizes that he was in his bedroom and not in the stronghold's cage.

He turns off the alarm and looks down at himself. "This should not be happening. I'm in a cage. But where is the cage." Then he notices the picture frame on his desk as he picks it up and sees a picture of himself, Toby and Talia. "Wait. . .where are Claire and Marshall?"

Jim nervously peeks out of his door and rushes past his mother's door. He finds the same sticky note she left for him and opens the door, finding her sleeping in on her bed from working late, just like he found her before. He runs into his living room, exactly as it was.

"What is going on right now?" Jim completly utterly confused.

. . .

At the garage, he got his helmet on and picks up his bike as the door opens. He sighs and finds the trash knocked over on the driveway. "Not raccoons."

"We're late for school, Jimbo." Toby said as Jim picks up the trash, then notices something was off. "No lunch?"

"No. What?" Jim asked.

"You said you were making something special for me this morning. Nah, maybe it's for the best. I am on a diet."

"You've been on a diet for the . . .past four-teen years, Tobes," Jim said.

"Long-ter goals. My body's still changing. Come on, Tally's running late, too." Toby said.

"Oh,no, Tally!" Jim gasps as he rushes over to her house next to his.

. . .

Jim creaks the front door open, hearing voices.

"Stayed up late again, Talia?" June asked.

"Oh, morning, Aunt June." Talia greeted finishing her smoothie.

Jim sees Talia pouring her breakfast smoothie into her thermas cup and notices that her hair was long. He remembered it being short during their times in the Darklands and had been growing it back ever since they've escaped. But now it is completely long.

"I know you dream of becoming an artist someday, sweetie, but you need to take better care of yourself and focus on your homework if you ever want to graduate to get a good college for that."

"I know, Aunt June, but don't worry." Talia assured her. "My grades are find and I've been doing well on my studies." Before her face turns into all irritated with the one though of her least favourite person. "Even though my spanish teacher is a pain in the butt."

"Tally, I'm pretty sure he's not as bad as he seems and is just trying to help you learn." Aunt June said.

"Like when he took Toby's Diablo Maximus Breakfast Burrito at detention?" Jim walked. Talia and June turned towards Jim not expecting him to be in their house.

"Jim! I was just on my way," Talia said picking up her backpack. "Sorry if I kept you guys waiting."

"Detention? What?" June asked stareing at the boy confused. "Why would you be in detention,Jim? You never harmed a soul in your life."

"What?" he said, before looking at Talia. "Tally, you said you were gonna get your aunt to help talk some sense into. . ." Jim paused before he went into a realization. Talia and Jim exchange looks, genuinely confused as Jim turns away thinking.

"Are you alright, Jim?" June worried. "You seem a little bit on edge this morning."

"So. . .you don't that I'm the Trollhunter. . .and you're a Silver Lion. . ." Jim stammered.

"The what?" Talia looked at him confused.

"Jim, Tally! Come on! We're gonna be late for school!" Toby called out to them outside of the house.

"We're coming!" Talia shouted, as she rushes out the door. "Let's go, Jim!"

"Right behind you." Jim falters as he looks down, before he glances back at June before he follows his friends.

June was at complete and utter lost hearing from what he had just heard from the young boy of the one word she had been trying to conceal her niece for many years. And the other she had not hear from a very long time. "How. . .how did he. . .?" she stammered to herself.

On the streets, the trio ride off on their bikes towards school.

"Let's take the canals!" Toby said, pedaling on his bike.

"I'll race ya, Jim!" Talia excitedly said.

"The canals." Jim briefly thought for a moment before coming into light. "A second chance!" He catches up to his friends and said, "Let's take the long way, guys. I don't feel like taking the canals today."

"Youre call," Toby shrugged.

"Killjoy," Talia lowered her shoulders in disappointment.

Jim, Toby, and Talia pedaled their way accross the bridge together on the safe side of the sidewalk with the sounding of the school bell going off.

"Final bell! We're so late, our kids are gonna have detention!" Toby squealed.

Jim looked over from the bridge and sees the amulet with it's shining blue light underneath Kanjigar's remains, but the strange thing about it was. . .it was not calling for him.

"Something the matter, Jim?" Talia asked checking on her friend.

Jim shook his head and responded, "Uh. . .nope."

. . .

In Strickler's classroom, their history teacher gives his students the exact same lecture of Pelopennesian war. Jim was still confused with all of this dejavu happening to him, going back to the same day before his trollhunting journey began. . .but only this time he does not have the amulet.

"I can't believe this," he said quietly to himself. "Everything's the same. . .but not the same."

"What's going on with you, dude?" Toby said to him. "You've been acting, like, super weird all morning."

"And you just barged into my house and called yourself the Tro- -"

"SHH! You want the whole world to know?" Jim hushed her.

"Sorry," Tally raised her hands as in no offense.

"I don't eve know how to explain this to you guys. Let's meet up with Claire and Marshall, and talk." Jim explained.

Talia and Toby gave an incredulous look at him as they glance at Claire sitting upfront at the class.

"Claire? Like 'secret crush' Claire? You taking crazy pills?!" Toby still not believeing in him. "She barely knows you exist."

"And who's Marshall?" Talia totally confused.

After their response Jim realized that deosn't even know Claire personally yet, and that Marshall has not moved into Arcadia Oaks until after Talia had got herself stuck into the Darklands.

"Oh, right," he said.

"Jim, would you agree with Herodotus. . .?"

"Strickler!" he said full alert. Strickler's eyes widen as everyone in the entire classroom gasps astonished. With everyone looking Jim tried to act normal, "I mean, uh, uh. . .Yes, yes. Absolutely." he stammered.

The bell rings as the students laughs as the left the room while Talia waits for him outside in the hall.

"Jim, may I have a word?" Strickler said.

Jim tries to stuff his notebook into his backpack, but knocks it over, dropping his stuff. He bends over and quickly picks up as Strickler tries to assist.

"Jim, you seem distracted. I believe I'm overdue for a conversation with your mother," he said.

"No! No, no, no, no. Stay away from my mom!" Jim snaps snatching his book from Strickler's hand and storms off from the classroom leaving him surprisingly shocked, yet also confused.

Talia watched the whole scene from outside of the door and was feeling the exact same as their history teacher. She follows Jim rushing down the hall away from the class, "Since when did you start disliking, Mr. Strickler? You always believed in him, idolized him, and get along with him than all of the other teachers."

"He tried to kill me and worst of all he hit on my mother, right in front of me." Jim said angerly.

"Wait," Talia said in disbelief. "He met your mother and started dating her? Man. . .talk about a wolf in sheeps skin."

. . .

Once gym class had started, Jim looks around finding Toby dangling on the rope with Coach Lawrence yelling at him and Talia working on her martial arts. He then looks over to Claire sitting on the benches talking to her friends. He takes a deep breath and exhales as he walks over to her. Talia looks over her shoulder and notices, "Come on, Jim, you can do it." Talia quietly cheered feeling proud of her friend taking courage of finally talking to another girl.

"Claire! Claire, we need to talk!" he said. Talia's eyes widen surprised of him not using his espanol for an introduction.

She scratches her head confused, "Uh. . .since why didn't he speak in spanish?"

"Uh, what?" Claire said confused. "Sorry, have we met?"

Jim facepalms himself, "Oh, right. You know who I am. I mean, you do, but. . ." He stammers. "I mean, you will!" He chuckles before he winks pointing at her.

Darci stepped in not liking the way he was acting and talking to Claire, "Yeesh! Date your sister!"

Talia overheard this and was completely dumbfounded, before she comes storming in by those offensive words. "What was that Scott?!" Talia said in outraged.

Darci and Shannon both jumped afraid by the girl's aggressive, fearsome approached they cringed their faces both hugging each other afraid. Even Claire too was frightened by Talia.

"Sorry. . ." Darci's first and only response was, before she picks Claire up from the bench, "Come on, Claire, let's go!" she urgently said taking her away.

"No, wait!" Jim said, stopping them in their tracks. "Your brother's named Enrique, but, pretty soon, he'll be NotEnrique." Talia look's at Jim raising an eyebrow in complet confusion on what he'd mean't by that or how he knows about this girl's brother.

"What are you talking about?" Claire asked suspicously.

"Sorry, we were just leaving," Darci said nervously as she walks away.

Jim grabbed the flyer from Claire's hand, "Shakespear! You're Juliet and I'm Rome. . ."

Claire snatches back her flyer and walks away leaving him alone with Talia without even giving him another look or giving him a chance to talk. Talia walk's up to him and tries to say something to him, but Jim points his finger hushing her before she could do so. "Not. . .a. . .word."

. . .

After school, Jim meet's up with Toby at the school yard grabbing their bikes as he continues to try and explain his Trollhunting life. "I'm telling you, Tobes, in my other life, she's my girlfriend. And Talia starts a guy named, Marshall Cadden, and he's a wizard."

"Man, you dream big," Toby still not believing in him. "Even in my imagination, I'm only a duke. And I don't think magicians are exactly Tally's type."

"I'm not imaginning this, " Jim pointed out. "And he's not a magician, he's an actual wizard, who can do real magic. And he was able to talk to her in a dream."

Then another Devaju happened, the one where he forgot until the sound of a poor familiar defenseless kid, Eli Pepperjack, being shoved into a locker by none other than the school's bully, Steve Palachuck. "Tell me abou the creatures and mayble I'll let you out," Steve said.

"Okay," Toby trying to ignore the scene, "Nothing to see here.

"Okay, wait," Jim stopped him. "Last time, I intervened and Steve fights me."

"Better Eli than you," Toby said, still not believing in him. "That kid's performing public service."

But Jim didn't listen, "Until Tally comes in and threatens him to back off."

"You were telling me about the monsters you saw this morning with fangs. And. . .what was it again?" Steve said to poor Eli stuck locked in a locker.

"Stone for skin." Eli answered. "In the Canal."

"If I do nothing, Steve won't be on my case. I won't have to worry about him anymore. Unless. . ." he looks over and sees Talia outside the building, unlocking the chain from her bike and walked away. "Tally!"

Talia looks up and noticed Jim coming her way, and not taking notice of Steve bullying Eli. "Hey, Jim. You feeling any better? I'm sorry that I ruined your chance with Claire, I- -"

"No, no, it's fine," he said brushing it off. "You were just defending me." He puts his arm around her as the trio walks away. "Let's just go home."

. . .

They continue their walk towards home as they cross the bridge.

"So, tell me again, I have a warhammer?" Toby asked.

"And you're a duke," Jim said.

"And I have an ancient lion spirit living inside of me?" Talia raised an eyebrow.

"And you've been talking to a boy named, Marshall, a wizard apprentice that can communicate with you in dreams. And believe it or not, he's. . ." He struggles to say it. "He's tough like you."

"Mmm. . ." Talia pinches her chin interested. "Do you know him."

"Well, um. . .he doesn't actually live here yet," Jim cleared it out. "He doesn't even move into to town until you. . ." He falters to a terrible memory of Talia sacrificing herself falling into the portal through the Darklands, making him shiver. "I don't wanna talk about it." He looks over to the pile of rubble. "Yes!" He smiled. "I can prove it! Tobes, Tal, come on." He rushes down the canal to the stone pile hopeing to find the amulet, but the only problem is. . .it's no longer there.

"No, it was right here," He sighes and crosses his arms, "Maybe someone else was chosen."

"Well, Jim," Toby reached to a conclusion, "This has been memorable. And since somebody forgot my lunch today. I'm gonna go home and eat. See you guys tomorrow." He walks away, leaving Jim and Talia alone. Tallia turns back towards Jim and puts her hands on her hips having to had enough of his weirdness, "Okay, yesterday, you were just fine, and now you keep babbling on about lions, amulet, magic, wizards. . .you even talked to Claire without even speaking in spanish! So, what the heck is this all about?!"

Jim looks over to her and sighs, "I'm sorry. Everything's just been so weird to me lately. I. . .I just. . ." He pauses not haveing the right choice for words. Talia stares studying his behaviour, before he suddenly grabs her, and pulling into a hug to her surprise.

"Whoa. Okay? I- -" she pauses, before she slowly wraps her arms around him returning the affection, but yet still confused.

"I just needed to do this, Tal," He said as he releases and place a hand on her shoulder. "You've always been there for me, I just wanna be there for you now."

Talia looks at him and slowly smiles, "Well, what are friends for, Jim?" She slowly turns and said, "I gotta go back home. Aunt June's probably gonna wonder where I am. Later" She waves goodbye running up the canals.

Jim smiles up at her, before he frowns turning back at the rubble remains of Kanjigar the Couragous. Wondering where or who could possibly have the Amulet of Merlin now. Then a familiar blue ball of light came up out of nowhere and startled him. "Aah!" Jim shrieked.

"It's mundane life, but at least you are alive, eh?" Unkar said.

"You could've helped me out," Jim stated.

"Oh, they can't hear me. . .except for you lion friend," he said. Jim raised an eyebrow confused of what he'd mean't by that. "A Total head-scratcher, I know. Besides, what would I have said? Talking ball of light says, 'Listen to the boy. He once possessed a magic amulet'?"

"But then who has the amulet now?" Jim asked concerned.

"Oh, that is the Trollhunter's concern," Unkar clarified. "Remember, you are just Jim Lake Jr. You're getting a second chance.

Jim thought for a moment, until he realizes, "Then. . .Tally won't fall into the Darklands?"

"Exactly!" Unkar finishes before he flies away.