The DarkHole Laboratory

The story of Willow Troto

The war in the underworld quickly returned to normal, relying on the help of Wallaby from Camy to repair postwar damage.

They obliterated some of the brains of the rebellion, they included in the punishment held by Marzon. The King.

Willow got away. Because for some reason when peeking and seeing Marky who is easily eliminated makes the guts shrivel. Not to mention he saw Braxton without a life rested with a sword stuck in his head.

Willow retreated and fled. So did Zale and his group, who actually did not want to interfere. He had returned first to his village. Let them consider betrayal.

Braxton was also dead. Willow did not return to the High Majesty because there was no Troto. Yes Willow chose to be with Troto.

Willow passed Zale who was surprised. "Why are you here? With that look?" Zale doesn't like it. He sees Willow as an enemy. He was on guard if Willow wanted to take his revenge on Guapo Village which did not help them.

Willow doesn't care. All he cares about is the Troto at the moment. And he was very happy with this new form.

"I don't have anything to do with you" Willow passed by. Zale quickly pulled Willow's arm which made Willow fight him.

Fighting happens. Willow who did not accept his arm was blocked by Zale spread his fist on Zale's chest which could be easily brushed aside by Zale.

"Hark!" Willow bowed with his hand twisted backwards with Zale. "Get out of this village or die!" Zale's threat doesn't scare Willow.

He leaned his head against Zale's chest. Make the man back off. Distance him.

That opportunity created Willow to attack Zale with his electric weapon. With nimble Zale dodged. The words came out of the woman's mouth. The opportunity weakens Zale who passed by just like that.

His second breath was stung but if Willow's energy was drained not so with Zale still with his horses would attack Williw again.

Willow took out his firearm the size of a palm but the force of his explosion was enormous.

He aimed and locked his target that would not be able to escape because whatever had been targeted and locked would not be able to move away.

A slanted smile was seen on Willow's face.

DOOM UP!

BOOM UP!

Willow's weapon pointed towards the large rocks beside Zale. He saw his hand being pushed to the side. Changed target.

The look on his face did not accept. He quickly turned his head to stare fiercely at the owner of the hand. His eyes widened to know who messed up his attack on Zale.

Troto, the owner of the hand. Staring sharply at him. His wide smile turned into a conical one. He doesn't like to anger Troto.

Because the man if angry will silence himself, Willow certainly does not like.

"Honey" he pulled Troto's shirt.

"He first! Can't let me in here" he's spoiled.

"What we've come here for, we have nothing to do with your race anymore" said coldly Troto. Cold and not friendly. The man was cold but never refused Willow's behavior.

Light Willow was taken aback by Troto's changes. "I'm part of you! Guapo Clan!" Troto's fingers quickly lifted up and moved.

And Willow turned into him. "Human you go home, your place is not here!" Remove Troto. He removed the disguise they gave Willow.

"No! Don't throw me out! I have no intention of taking revenge! I'm not at war with the Queen and the King!" Willow shook his head and pulled on Troto's clothes. Convince the man not to throw himself out.

"Please I want to be a part of this clan" he asked quietly.

"Don't believe!" Zale was pumping, he didn't want any humans in his clan.

Willow is still shaking. "Change I become your clan, I promise I won't bother you anymore" Willow said. He could not return, after he knew Camy and the others were killing Nocturnal.

There's nowhere safe but Guapo.

"Well you'll be our clan" Troto made Willow's eyes widen with pleasure.

"Elder!" Pekik Zale won't take it.

"I erased your memory! How's it?"

"But you turned me into your clan? And can I stay here?" And that means Willow will forget Troto, and his love? Willow was worried before long he finally nodded.

"Remove my memory!" Willow. Of course it makes Troto surprised. He looked at old Willow. Looking for the seriousness of Willow's eyes.

Troto again moved his finger and Willow returned to his new figure. And darkness took it away.