Trollhunters: The Written Future

Waka Chaka!

The once peaceful night was interrupted by the boulting truck, the tires squealing in protest as the reckless driver continued down the road, his knees controlled the steering wheel while his hands flew around acting as if he was playing the drums.

"This looks unsafe," Eli said, unaware of where the man was headed.

"This is definitely a way to start after watching a man get eaten. I think we need closure." Jim said nothing, listening to the crowd, Strickler told his mother that story as if it was nothing.

He was sick to the stomach and he could tell his mother remembered as she looked just as bothered as he did. He laughed about death as if the person had no meaning to the world.

He hummed along, his eyes closed as he sped past a house, skidding to a stop and backing up before putting the truck in park, a soft growl came from the sidelines as a head emerged from the bushes, watching the automobile closely.

"What the hell is stalking that delivery driver?"

"Are none of us safe in this world?!"

"How many times have we been unaware of these creatures that might be by us?"

"Like said, you humans do not pay close attention."

The man stepped out of his truck, still jamming to the rock music that blasted through his headphones, dancing as he pulled open the back hatch and yanking a package from underneath a few more. The nameless man continued up to the house, throwing the package as he danced. With the careless driver being distracted, the creature that had been watching him, jumped from the bushes, the sound of his rapidly moving feet blended with his raspy breathing as he headed for the unguarded truck.

"Wait, is that my house?" Eli said but went ignored as others began to ask needed questions.

"He does not care about his job does he?"

"Nope, do you think he got fired because of his carelessness?"

"Eh, hopefully."

The camera still not showing what creature had invaded the truck, however showed on what it was looking at. The truck driver was unaware as he advanced on the steps, dropping the fragile box as he did so.

"That is my house! He broke my package!" Eli cried out, looking baffled.

"What did you order?" Darci asked.

"Nothing!"

"Dude, we're going to see it sooner or later."

"Whoa!" The delivery man cried.

The animal sniffed the wooden crates, the objects rustling as he shifted the pieces around. The still not shown creature moaned before suddenly jumping onto the crate, revealing what it was. A goblin. The goblin stood on all fours, watching his surroundings as his long, nimble fingers wrapped onto the taillight, his head popping out from the bed of the truck, quietly waving for his little scavenger group he had brought along.

"Wa-cha-ka!"

"Ola-mola!"

The small pack of goblins took over the truck, searching through the random packages as one kept lookout, glaring at the driver who mimicked a guitar riff and rang the doorbell.

"Uh, what are those things?" Mary asked.

"Goblins, they are probably the most annoying creature out there," Toby answered, looking bothered.

"They're so ugly!"

"What were they looking for?" Eli asked.

"Well, Strickler was always on the hunt for bridge pieces, however, if I remember correctly, it wasn't a bridge piece."