SORRY GUISE! I was having major family problems over Christmas! I love you all for the reviews, they nearly made me cry :'(

Anyway I thought I would write a longer chapter too make up? I think so! Oh and I keep forgetting:

I DON'T OWN THE TRYLLE SEIRES! Although that would be cool! I only own the plot, and Josh, oh and Gorloc. :P ON WITH THE STORY!

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When I finally convinced Loki it was a good idea to let me leave and kill Josh, it was almost 11 at night, so the hallways of their castle, were hard to navigate. I trip over something metal, like a statue, and it tumbles to the floor. Along with me.

"Who's there?" I hear a voice say. I have no clue as to who it belongs to, but instead of panicking, I shrink into the darkness and carry in my journey.

"I have no idea what I'm going to do when I get to him. I mean he has Trylle powers, and the strength of the Vittra,-" I stop where I'm walking. "Wait. He's the same as me. And I was meant to be a tool. So that means, he was a backup tool." I curse myself for not realising this after all. "So if I died, or couldn't complete the job of destroying either the Trylle or Vittra, Josh was going to do it? I really wish- I'm talking to myself, again…" I whisper. "God damn you-" Footsteps are getting nearer towards me. I try not to panic, and try and show everybody I don't need people to rely on. No matter what happens.

"I'm going out!" Josh shouts. It's Josh's footsteps then. He stops.

"Where would you be going at this time of night, Josh?" Sara comes strolling out of the room right next to me, my breathing get quicker. She stands hands on her hips facing him. Sara, in her appearance and attitude, has changed a lot. She seems almost gothic, and sad. Could killing Oren actually have upset her?

"Just out," Josh shrugs her off and continues walking. Sara sighs. "Fine, I'm going down to the dungeon to have a little look at somebody, kay? Happy now?" Sara just walks back into her room swearing words that my ears shouldn't need to hear. I follow Josh stealthily, like his shadow, kinda, and not straying too far, but not too close. He slowly pulls out a knife as we get closer to his target, but he finds the door wide open. I try hard not to laugh, but I let out a little squeak. Thankfully Josh doesn't hear it. I'll have to thank him for that later.

"What the? How did? What!" He walks into the room confused, but I stay outside pressed against the walls. Was he planning to use the knife on me? I can hear him thinking out loud. Something about 'Gorloc should have been outside' whoever Gorloc is. I really don't want to know.

Josh comes sprinting out the room, and reaches out for the speaker thing, over on the wall. "We need a plan of attack, now, Gorloc! She's not in the cell, that little-" A low gruff voice interrupts him.

"I can easily assemble our troops up now, my King." I almost vomit at the last word. King? Since when? "We could have them ready in half an hour, and attack Wendy and her little freaks, by 1 in the morning, Sire." Josh nods and rubs his chin. Stupid King.

"Go for it. It seems like our best shot. They won't except it , so don't rev yourself up, they'll die easily, quickly, and not painless. Perfect." They both laugh while I scowl. If only Loki was here now, he could have drove back and warned everybody. But I have to do this on my own. Like I said I would.

"Sure thing, How many shall we gather?" Gorloc asks. Josh pauses to think.

"I shouldn't think too many; they will be easy to take down, but just in case… take 150 troop Gorloc, none less, no more." They both hang up. "But Wendy," Josh spits, "is mine to kill." I swallow hard, and try not to worry about it too much. I'm going to win. But my anger gets the better of me, and I leap onto Josh, and punch him square in the face.

"Nice to see you too." He says groaning from the floor. He tries to get up, but I push him back down roughly.

"Not this time Josh. Y'know 2 can play at this game right? And right now, I'm winning." This time I go to attack him with my mind, but he wrestles me to the ground instead. He punches me on the nose and mouth, which start to bleed. I knee him in the stomach, but he remains focused on killing me, so I gather up all my strength and elbow him in the jaw. He tumbles off of me and groans. He's barely recognisable, with the blood smothering his face. I bet you I look the same.

"Who's winning now?" He says while sending something metal towards me. It crashes into the side of my head. I groan, but I won't be put off that easily, not just yet. I clench my teeth and send a wave 'mind slaps' towards him. He crumples down onto the floor. I stop the wave and go in to punch him, but he grabs my ankle, and I hear a bone breaking crack. I scream out in pain. I grind my teeth, and swipe at his face, nails and all. Almost his entire face has a gash stretched across.

"You… can't win…" I groan, holding my foot. He tackles me back down into the floor. I struggle against him, and hit him with another wave of 'mind slaps'. I look over to where a Knight stands; a decoration. I crawl across to the Knight and grab his sword. By now Josh has regained his strength, and is standing up. My foot won't allow me to stand up, so I swing the sword, towards his chest, and it reaches its target. Blood is spilling everywhere. I hold back tears, but I let out a strangled sob. I swallow it back down. I hear the door's burst open to our fighting arena. I know it's someone on my side, but I'm not sure who it entirely is. It looks like Loki and Tove. I don't manage to go a word in, because my strength fails me, and I faint into a pool of blood. Josh's blood.

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I hope this was okay? I'm not too sure about it really, but I think it went okay. I don't really like this chapter very much, but I can't change it now.

If you listen to Florence and the Machine's song, Drumming, during the fight part, it sounds kinda cool. But it might just be me? It's not long enough to last the durnation of the song, but hey ho!

Love you all!