Chapter 1: The Crash
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Jake looked at the clock at the wall and started to walk away when his grandfather entered the room.
"Young Dragon, the training is not over for today!" he said.
"Yes, I know! But, dad comes back today from his buisness trip. And I promised him to pick up him at the airport." Jake said and looked at a piece of paper in his pocket. "Here, wendesday, 4pm at LaGuardia, flight IF217 from Montreal. He don't want to take a cab. So, I promised to fly him home."
"Okay!" LaoShi said. "I forgot it. Your father want, since he find out the truth, be a part of that magical-things. So, I said him he should go to the local magical-bazar to buy some special-potions and indegrients for me. I safed the delivery-costs and your father have his fun." Lao Shi said and opened the door for Jake. "I say your mother that you will arrive in...?"
"Hmmm...around 5pm!" Jake said and transformed. He started and flew seconds later high above Manhattan and could see the river.
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Far away, a young lady entered a phone-cell and opened the phone-book in it. She looked for the number and called it.
"Hello!" a man said.
"It's me! Do you found him?" she asked.
"Yes, and don't worry! I found a woman who could help us. Nobody will find any evidences." the man told. "He is on the way to New York, but he will never arrive!!!"
The woman got totally afraid. She was worried and looked into the sky. "Do you mean, we have to kill him? And other people, too?"
"There's no other way! If these people in the plane survive, nobody on earth could surivive!!!"
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Jake landed at a safe place, not far away from the airport and transformed back. He walked above the big parking-areas to the terminal and was glad that his day almost ended. The dragon-training was exhausting, he was tired. Now, the once thing he had to do was to bring his father home, than he could take a shower and chill. When he start to think about a relaxing shower his mobile-phone rang.
"Yo, who's there?"
"Jake, it's me!" his fathers voice appeared.
"Oh, hi dad!"
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Jonathan Long sat on his seat in the middle of the passenger-cabin and talked into the board-telephone. He was also very tired and was happy that he was now on the way home.
"And how was Canada?" Jake asked. "Do you bought what gramps said?"
"Yes, I did! And it was good. But it's unbelivable that Lookjelly sends me to a buisiness-trip to the French-speaking part of Canada, although he knows that my French is not really good. Sometimes, I think he looks for a way to shed me." Jonathan told and Jake had to laugh.
"Well, dad... you are the one who shed him. He is a unfriendly, greedy and narcissistic man!" Jake said and now his father had to laugh.
"Haha... you forgot mean. He paid for that flight, right. I think it the worst airline I ever used. I don't know how old this jet is. The flight-attendents are unfriendly and the service is really bad. But finally, we will land in around 15 minutes."
"Yes, I know. I will wait in the terminal. Bye." Jake said and Jonathan hang off the phone.
He looked out of the window, happy to arrive home. Almost. The passengers all sat in thier seats and the flight-attendants prepared for the landing. In the cockpit, the pilots also prepared for landing. Far away they could see the runway. The weather was perfect. No clouds and no wind, not typical for October.
"Did you ever see so good wheather in that part of year?" the pilot asked his first-officer.
"Well, when I..." but than the man interrupted and was quite.
"Where? Hello?...are you okay?" the pilot asked and looked at his colleauge. With wide opened eyes the man took a handkerchief from his pocket. He turned to the captain and said with a strange voice: "I have to do it!"
"To do what?" the pilot asked before the man threw the tissue into his face and he feld asleep immidiatelly after that. The tissue falled down to the ground an disappeared in a bright white flash. "I have to do it!" the first officer still said with still wide opened eyes during he turned to the wall behind him and push at three of the fuses: the Blackboxes and the Transponder...
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In the tower, the symbol of flight IF217 disappeared from the radar-screens.
"2-1-7, what happend?" the man at the screen said and looked at the other planes in his area. "2-1-7?"
He knowed that something was wrong and pressed the red emergency-button next to the screen.
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In the cockpit, the first-officer sat down back on his seat and layed his hand on the control-panel. "I have to do it!" he switched of the engines and pushed down the rudder. "I have to do it!"
When the plane started to sink rapidly the passengers got in panic. Jonathan hold on the seat in front of him and could hear the shouting and crying passengers. A oxygen-mask hanged in front of him but he didn't take it. the plane shaked, and in a few seconds all would be over, Jonathan thaught. Than they all whould be dead.
But than the first-officer, closed his eyes, shaked his head and woke up from his trance. "WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" he shouted when he realised that the plane was in a nosedive. He pulled at the rudder and the plane started to increase again. "Yes, yes, more baby, more..." he said. Indeed, the plane got slower but it didn't increase back into the sky. The first officer looked at the control-panels next to him and saw that both engines where off. He took the microhone and shouted: "MAYDAY!" but it was to late.
The once Jonathan could hear was how the plane hit the squashy acre.
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In the tower the traffic-contolers could see a big black, smoke cloud increasing far away.
"Oh my goth!" one said. "Call the fire-brigade and the ambulances!"
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In the waiting area, Jake sat with some other people and waited for his father. He looked at the information-board and the word 'delayed' changed to 'stand by'.
"What's that meaning?" a woman said worried. The other people talk very long above it. Someone stood up and walk to the information-points. Jake still sat on his seat and saw how the flight totally disappeared from the screen. For a half hour he sat thier when he stood up and leave the terminal.
"There have to be something wrong!" he said to himself.
We ran away, and hide on a abadoned place to change to his dragon-form. He flew into the sky and could see the big, black smoke-cloud.
"No! DAD!!!" Jake shouted and flew to the cloud.
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End of Chapter 1
Well, this is the start of my new story. I hope you will enjoy it.
Is Jake's dad okay? What happend? And who is the liable?"
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