Percy Jackson and TrollHunters Crossover

Darklands

Jim's POV

I have finally made it to the Darklands to save Claire's baby brother, Enrique. So now I will do everything to save him and bring him back.

So I began looking around for him. I looked for hours until I grew tired so I decided to find a place to stay for the night. I soon found a cave, but as I drew closer I saw a light in there that looked like a fire. I summoned my sword of daylight and quietly crept closer to the cave entrance and peered inside.

I expected to see a troll, but instead I saw a seventeen year old boy with wild black hair, a dirt covered body, a ratty old orange t-shirt, and ripped dirty jeans. From where I was I couldn't see his face, but I could already tell he was quite handsome.

I lowered my sword and took a step into the cave. I watched as the boy's body tense and slowly reached for a pocket on his pants. To not startle him I decided to introduce myself.

"Hi, i'm Jim Lake and i'm not here to harm you." I said, while I made my sword disappear.

He stayed quiet for a while until he finally spoke. "Hello Jim, my name is Percy Jackson and if you would like you could join me."

His voice was calm and soothing, it made Jim want to lay down and go to sleep because his voice held quite a bit of protectiveness. Jim decided to sit next to the fire.

"May I ask why you are here." Percy asked. "And no need to hide things from me because it would be better for me to know now than later."

Jim knew he was correct on all of it so he told Percy all about from becoming the trollhunter to now.

"Well since your story sounds a little like my own I will tell you all about my life." Percy said and then began his story starting with when he found out he was a demigod to the end of the Giant War.

"Okay, so let me get this straight you are a demigod son of Posiedon and you have been in two wars and Tartarus." I asked, amazed.

"Yup, that pretty much sums it up." He said and then he finally lifted his head so I could see his face for the first time.

He was handsome. He had sea-green eyes that looked like the ocean. His face looked like it was chiseled by someone who makes sculptures.

Getting out of my shock I asked, "So you doing that you must be good at sword fighting."

"That I am. I am the best sword fighter for two hundred centuries and maybe farther." He agreed. "If you want I could teach you some sword maneuvers."

"Really?" I asked.

"Sure, you might need it especially since we are stuck in the Darklands until you save Claire's brother." Percy replied.

"Ya, i'd like that." I said.

"Alright let's start." Percy said enthusiastically and we both stood up and I noticed how lean and muscular Percy's body was.

I then summoned my sword and I watched as Percy pulled out a ballpoint pen and uncap it so it could grow into a sword. Riptide. The sword that was with Percy throughout his entire time as knowing he was a demigod.

"Alright, lets see your battle stance." Percy said.

I got into my stance and he came over and fixed things on it until it was correct. Then we began fighting and let me tell you this. He was amazing. He made sword fighting look easy and like a dance.

Soon the first match was over in less than a minute and I was sweating like crazy where Percy looked like he just did an easy warm-up.

"Well, now I know what you need to improve on." Percy said and then Percy taught him some moves and other things.

By the end Jim was tired and sweaty. So as soon as he laid down on the ground he fell asleep.