Yeah all these cute Halloween asks are nice and all but how's about reader (part of the trollhunters) goes and fricking DIES. And sure, fine, let's give them a chance to reconcile by making them a poltergeist or something, it's Halloween after all.
Sjdhssisjsonszojsoskkajjasjjsjsnsjsndn Okay anon I see your going through something smh. Well here it is.
Anyways TW: Blood, Gore, Death, wounds, and also the traumatic ramifications of dying.
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It was an accident. A simple mistake. You couldn't really blame anyone even if that'd make all of this easier.
You were out with your friends patrolling when you'd gotten stuck in a cave. Close quarter combat with small and fast things wasn't ideal but it could be worse. After all you'd fought Gum Gums. These guys were nothing compared to them. Hearing a hiss and turning to focus on it Jim bumped into you. Temporarily loosing your footing at the harsh nudge you started falling backwards. Before you could really register what happened the room went silent as pain shot up your arm and back. Adjusting to get back up something slimy was on you.
Golden eyes stared at you as the roars in the room became low guttural hissing. You felt something thick and goopy drip down your back and turning your eyes widen in horror at the goblin guts that now stained your clothes and hands. A distinctive moustache smeared across the green squishy caracass. You brought up your sword to fight, to slash and dice and cut at these goblins slowly stalking you but your left overwhelmed and out numbered.
Your friends try and help to cut the goblins back but it's too late. Fangs, claws, rocks, and glass dig into your skin as they begin tearing you apart. Waka Chaka Waka Chaka Waka Chaka!!!!! They scream as they take their vegance.
Blood drips down your face as they claw at it, trying to rip out your eyes. You swing your sword trying to remain unafraid as you throw yourself into walls and kick and squirm to throw them off. Your shoes squish with goblin guts as they swarm you and you try to chop them down and stomp them. The smell of iron and rotting things makes you dizzy as you stumble to get them off you but that could be the blood loss. You wail and screech, kicking and slashing as their claws dig into your skin ripping you open. Warm blood pours down your arms, legs, chest, head, back, and stomach, as they test whatever they can reach.
Stumbling trying to do your best to throw them off or deter the goblins you feel your foot land on nothing. Falling backwards as blackness consumes you, a scream tears itself from your throat. The goblins growls and chirps echo around you as golden eyes watch your descent. You faintly hear distant voices before the wind is knocked from your lungs and you feel tired as you laid sprawled out on your back. Listening to the chitter of goblins as they come closer your eyes are blury from blood and tears. Taking in sharp inhales you close your eyes giving into darkness and sleep.
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When you wake the pain is gone. Infact you feel great! A bit cold... actually really cold but other than that great. You aren't sure what happened after you fell but you aren't going to question it.
Pushing yourself up from the ground you look around. You were still at the bottom of the cave. Humming you look up. The only way out was to climb. Making it to the top you heave out a breath surprised at how you weren't tired after such a feat. Smiling you see your friends walking out of the cave. Rolling your eyes at the fact they'd just leave you call out to them and wave. They all stiffen. Turning immediately at the sound of your voice they gasp shocked when they see you.
"... (Y/N)?" Jim asks softly. You hum and nod holding your sword and winking. It was still dark outside so it couldn't have been long since your fall. You probably landed got knocked out for a bit and the goblins and your friends assumed you were dead.
Your also guessing the lack of pain and fatigue was from leftover adrenaline pumping through your system. After all you survived death!
Smiling you notice your friends are quiet. Pouting you stare at Jim, Toby, Claire, Blinkous, Aarrrgh, and Draal. They're eyes were wide and it looked like they'd been crying. Confused you walk forward coming closer to your friends.
"Guys what's wrong with you?" You question reaching out an arm. "Come on I'm..." Trailing off midsentence you pause seeing your glowly hand. Staring at it confused you noticed you were semi transparent. What... what?
"Oh... oh (Y/N)..." Blinky mumbles mournfully as he walks towards you. Eyes wide you drop your sword staring at your glowy hands before staring at your friends. "I'm so sorry..." He mumbles. No. No! NO!!!
You blink in shock. You should be crying. Shaking. Screaming. But all you can think about is how fast it all happened. You were dead. You died. The goblins and the fall...
You were dead...
