Here is the first chapter. Please review! I enjoy reading them; they inspire me! Obviously, I don't own JCA. I imagined this caracter at the end of season 5 and I wanted to know how it would unfold. I have the beginning covered but the rest is a big mystery. I still have a couple chapters in my head, so I'll be able to write on; however I would appreciate to know your opinion on the matter. PLease don't be shy and review.

Chapter 1

The air was unbreathable as it was filled with the smells of urine, of sweat, of rotten food and desperation. The tension was thick; a single misplaced word and a fight could explode at any time. The floor was dirty and moist from the previous prisoner's defecations and blood; the walls were painted with blood and bullets. Everything was revolting; being trapped in this container was a nightmare.

The girls were all of different nationality; some came from the poor villages of Asia; some from the war-thorn countries of Africa; some from the ghettos of South America; some even came from North America, sold by their parents for a bit of drug or money. They all spoke of different languages; their captors made sure that none of the girls could speak or communicate amongst them. The few who spoke more than one language were silent as their tongues were cut out; a very useful precaution to keep the girls from hatching up a plan or finding comfort in each other.

Morgan wasn't like the other girls; she was not afraid or even anxious about anything. She had been in even worst situations than this before; however, she had to admit that this was pretty bad. Being stuck into a container filled with young girls for a drug cartel was not something she enjoyed; especially if the buyer of this container was none other than Shan Chang, Bartholomew Chang's nephew and heir.

Shan Chang was a horrible man who enjoyed torturing and raping young girls; he was rich, influential, powerful and very, very much a sadist. He was dangerous and not someone to mess with.

Morgan turned her head towards the whimpering young girl next to her; she must have been nine or ten years old. Her fore-head was tripping with sweat; she was pale and her body was trembling like a leaf in the wind. She clearly was sick and dying for dehydration, sickness and food deprivation; she was not going to make the trip from Mexico City to Shanghai.

Morgan looked around to see the other abnormality of this container; a humanoid dragon with a magical necklace that kept him from using his fire powers and his enhanced speed and strength. He had been captured a few hours ago by a witch and was to be given to Shan Chang as a gift or payment, or something of the sort; Morgan hadn't really paid attention as she did her best to calm the girls down as he was pushed into the end of the container and chained up.

At this moment, the dragon was doing everything he could not to lose patience and roar out in fury. The whining and the crying were starting to get on his nerves; something Morgan could understand perfectly as she was also close to losing patience.

Finally, Morgan pulled a kit from her pocket and crawled towards the chained dragon; the girls tried to keep her from going any further, but Morgan couldn't care less about their pleading. She crawled to the dragon and stopped before him with a serious look.

-Don't freak out! I'm Morgan and I will pick the lock on your chains, but I need you to stay still and quiet. Picking a magical lock can be hard and a bit painful, so you have to stay quiet as not to make the girls even more scared than they are now and alert the guards outside the doors. The switch of guards is coming soon, so it will be easy to attack them by surprise; the new guards will be expecting terrified little girls and a chained dragon. Not a smart witch and a pissed off dragon! Said the girl with a conniving smile.

The dragon looked at the girl who pretended to be a witch and smirked in response; this could be his lucky day if she knew what she was doing. The dragon moved his head away to let the girl have access at the necklace; it took him a little more than ten minutes to unlock it as it was far more complex than she had expected. Every time she would miss, a shock would be sent under the dragon's scales; the pain was horrible and almost made him whimper.

Finally, she heard a click and took the necklace off the dragon's neck; then, she proceeded to pick the locks on the shackles on the dragon's wrist. However, the dragon was tired of being tortured every time the witch missed; he used his fire power to melt the shackles and free himself.

-After a while, the pain gets old. Said the dragon as he rubbed his bruises.

The girls started to whimper even louder and they were going to attract the guard's attention; this would ruin their plan. However, both of them were exhausted by all of this; the dragon took a deep breath and roared as hard as he could to shut the girls up and attract the guard's attention. Now, that he was free of his shackles and he had a witch next to him; he could take on the guards.

The girls cried and recoiled in fear; the guards started to bang on the doors of the container to call to order the girls. The dragon went after a girl to make a scream even louder; which pushed the guards to open the doors and get surprised by a ball of fire.

The smell of burnt flesh overpowered the other smells which made the girls cough and cry; it was absolutely horrible. Before the second guard could do anything else, Morgan had thrown a piece of wood, enhanced by magic to make it stronger and sharper than ever, straight to the other guards heart; killing him instantly.

Neither of them had time to call for back-up; this helped the duo go straight to the second part of their plan. They broke the chains off of all the girls; Morgan had special treatment for the little sick girl as she placed her out of the container and placed a piece of rag behind her head.

-Don't waste your time with her; she'll die soon. Said the dragon with a gruff tone; this was bothering him.

-Just because she was born like trash, doesn't mean she has to die like one. Said Morgan with a calm voice; his tone had not bothered her in the least.

Sooner than any of them liked, the reinforcement arrived with heavy machinery; ready to gun them down and retake control of the situation. The dragon turned towards them and spews three fire balls towards them; burning half of the twelve men and severely bruising the other half. Morgan didn't need to be told what to do and for the rest of their enemies to arrive; she cast a shielding spell and took the cellular phone of one the defeated guards.

Morgan called the police and asked for help; the police officer who had answered her told her to stop playing games and that he could arrest her if she persisted to play games. The young girl told him to kiss her behind and to go to hell in the most vulgar way she knew how in Spanish; which, by the sound of choking on the other end of the line, was pretty terrible. She hung up and composed the number of another drug lord to come to her aid; even if she was considered an enemy by most drug cartels, some were favorable towards her.

-Raul Ramirez! Come to the fifth dock of Mexico City! I have a chance for you to get back at Gonzalez! However, I need you to hurry up and fast. I am under fire and I can only hold for fifteen minutes; so hurry up! Cried Morgan into the phone.

She turned to the girls behind her; she used every single language she knew to keep them in the container for their safety. The girls did not need to be told twice as they saw the rest of the crew arriving; they all had machine guns and were not stingy on the bullets.

The dragon decided to create a long wall of fire to keep the criminals from moving towards them; the flames and the smoke clouded their sight; which caused them to miss and waste their bullets. This gave the young witch an idea; she concentrated and focused on her magic to the smoke. She had the smoke engulfed the group of criminals and have them completely blinded. The smoke made them choke and blind; they started to shoot everywhere and nowhere. They missed their targets by a long shot, but did not miss their comrades. Within five minutes, the group of criminals had exterminated themselves without either of the two allies having to do more than reinforcing the shield protecting them.

Once sure that all the criminals were out of commission, Morgan dissipated the smoke and smiled as she saw her enemies dead or bruised beyond movement; her plan had worked and they were safe until Raul arrived. Morgan turned to see if any of the girls had been hit; thankfully, none of them had been hurt. The witch walked to the little girl she had started to befriend during her imprisonment… Her pulse had stopped and her body cold as ice.

-I told you she was dying. There's nothing you could have done for her; even with all your magic. Said the dragon with a soft tone; there was no point in losing an obviously powerful ally just because of his bad attitude.

-I know. I'm just relieve she didn't die in the filth of the container, facing upwards to the sun. I remember her saying that she loved the clouds as they are free roam the skies. She died looking at what she loved the most. Said the witch as she placed the rag over the little girl's face.

The dragon kept silent; Morgan was a sensitive girl, but she was powerful and had contacts. She could get him out of the country and maybe have his revenge on the drug lord that had him put into shackles. He knew he could be rude and disrespectful at time; he actually enjoyed fighting and arguing; but his better judgement told him to be gentler in the way he spoke with her.

An expensive car came to a halt near the bodies of their enemies, the dragon call forth his fire power; just as he was about to burn the new comers to ashes, Morgan stopped him. These were her contact and Raul Ramirez was walking towards them with a bag filled with money; he was more than happy to give half a million U.S. dollars to get some info on his long-time rival.

-Morgan, maravilloso (1)! It's good to see you! How have you been? I see you're still in the magic business! Said the drug lord with a charming and friendly smile.

-I could be better. Being stuck in a container for a day and a half under the boiling sun with thirty other girls can be tiresome after a while. So, here is the deal… You and your men stake out this container; when Gonzalez will come to investigate as to why his men aren't responding, you shoot him down! As a bonus, you can stick it up to Shan Chang by taking the girls he ordered to do as you wish and free the witch and the dragon he was supposed to receive. Proposed Morgan as she dusted herself off.

-What about the girls? What are you going to do with them? Asked the drug lord as he eyed the container filled with the terrified girls. Why is this one on the floor with a rag on her face?

Morgan looked at the girls and at the little one she was befriended; deep within her heart, she knew she could not let them be slaves for rich perverts or sold out in horrible workshops. It went against everything she believed in; however, she knew Raul would never let the girls go. She had him run through the city to get back at his rival and now he was going to have his revenge; the girls were the spoil of war. His trophy against his nemesis.

-Well… I… I would like to let them go free, but I know you won't let that happen! I figured that you would let them be material witnesses in a case against Ronaldo, Gonzalez's heir; if this is linked to Gonzalez, the federals will have enough to have a warrant to investigate on the Angel de la Moerte and probably shut them down. Especially if you either bribe the judge or offer your protection! I'd hate for them to be sold as sex slaves or to sweatshops across the world. Proposed Morgan, not sure if the drug lord was going to be interested.

-You know… You might have a point there! If Ronaldo falls and his cartel follows him; I could take over his parts of the state… Alright! The girls will testify and stay at my villa; they'll work their stay and food. It will be easier to keep secrets this way; not having to fear if one of the maids speaks… Do you need a car to leave with your… boyfriend..? said Raul as he looked at the dragon with a weary look.

The dragon growled and the witch blushed; this was unexpected to say the least! She took the dragon' hand to lead him to the car; she couldn't do anything more for the girls. At least, Morgan managed to play with Raul's greed and he wouldn't sell the girls since they would bring his rival gang down; she tried her best not to think about what would happen to these girls once the usefulness would run out.

The dragon jumped into the passenger's side; Morgan was left to drive as she knew where they could find shelter for the night. She drove without looking back; knowing if she did, she would not be able to let Raul take the girls. She left the little girl behind with Raul's promise that she would have a proper burial; it wasn't much, but it was better than anything.

-By the way, I'm Drago. Said the dragon as he extended his hand to the witch.