Chapter 1
He couldn't see anything, but something bad happend. When he look around he realized that he stood on a big square in a town. The most houses were hardly damaged, and all over was ash.
Than a loud explosion filled the air and a big cloud off ash and fire moved directly in his way. He couldn't move, he couldn't say anything. It seemed that he was glued on the ground. Than he saw a big red 'creature' next to him. It also didn't moved, but it turned to him and start to talk.
"Sorry, Frederick! But the time is out, you're too late!" it said.
Than the big wave of fire hit them.
Frederick woke up shocked after this nightmare. He sat upright in his bed and was totally wet from the sweat. It was not the first time he had this nightmare. Since months it came so often. First just one or two times per week, but now almost every night.
Than he felt how cold it was in his room. He stood up and walked to the heater. It doesn't worked, for around one week now. And his parents couldn't pay the bill for the repairman, because his father lost his job at the airport around two months ago.
Frederick opened the curtains of his window and saw the heavy snowstorm, which hit the city a few days ago. It was cold, all schools were closed and the most people stay at home. The clock radio start to play and Frederick knowed it was time to wake up. During he walked threw his room and start to put on his clouthes the ancorman in the radio start to talk.
"...Good morning New York! Or should I say, good morning 'the coldest place in the united states'! Yes, that's right! That heavy snowstorm which hit us, is one of the heavyest snowstorms in the history of our city...." he switched of the radio and leaved his room.
In the whole apartment, it was cold. Frederick sat down on the kitchen-table during his mother cooked the breakfast. She looked very worried on her son and give him a cup of tea.
"Good morning! How did you sleep?" she asked.
"Bad!" he said and drunk the tea. "Do you know, what it means when a monster tells me every night, that the time is out?"
"No!" she said confused. "But I sure it will be end!"
"It means: I am sure, mom!" Frederic said.
"Sorry, you know that I learned this language just months after we move to New York. Your father couldn't help me very well, I had to learn it myself." she said.
Frederic knowed what she meaned. His mother was from Bosnia, and if the war thier never happend, they would still live thier. His father would still work for the american-consulate, earn very well and everybody would be happy. Than Frederic's father entered the room and sit down, too.
"Before you ask me, I slept very bad!" Frederic said.
"Wow, you're very cheerful again!" Mr. Buttersleeves said sarcastically. Than he saw a big bruise on Frederic's shoulder. "Oh no! No, that Morton again.! When and where?"
"Yesterday, in front of our house!" Frederic said and turned away.
"What!... Now he ambuscade you in front of your own home! Fortunately we will move away next month..."
"Wait,... what...?" Frederic said wondered.
Frederick's parents both hold thier mouths. Now the surprise was gone! Frederick sat down again and looked confused on his parents.
"What do you mean with, move away?" he asked.
"Well... we wanted to surprise you with that today evening, but now we can say you it now... I found a new job, a good one! And they want to send me, because I know the language and some people there, to thier new office in Bosnia! To manage it!" Mr. Buttersleeves told. "And I will start work in... 6 weeks!"
Frederick looked confused: "Do you mean, we will move away? Away from my school, my classmates and Brad?"
"Yes!" his both parents said.
Frederick said nothing. He stood up and walked to his room. His parents looked very worried during he closed the door behind him, still quiet. A few seconds later, both heared Frederick loud cheer... he was so happy, no Brad... no problems from his classmates...
"Frederick,..." his father said during he knocked on the door. "...that's not all!"
"More?" Frederick said when he come out of his room. His mother was also very surprised.
"Yes, because we will move in just 5 weeks, we will spend a little holiday in the mountains...
Jake opened the door to the electronic-shop and could hear the angry voice of his grandfather short time after that.
"Close the door!!!" he shouted in cantonese. Than the old man appeared with a bag in his hand. "I have enough, it's too cold here. I move to you and your parents, my heating is broken."
"What?" Jake asked. "Why?"
"Why?... Because I can't stay here. Inside it's as cold as outside. I go, my cab arrived. Before you go, Fu Dog is at the magical bazar, to fetch the magical-mail. Could you wait here and told him where I am. Thank you!" LaoShi said and entered the cab, which waited in front of the shop.
Jake said nothing. He sat down on the couch and waited. He hoped that Fu doesn't make a detour to a poker-game somewhere. During he waited, Jake saw Frederick Buttersleeves walking happily in front of the shop. In that moment, Jake remembered what happend months ago. Every day, he asked himself: Will he ever remember? Should he tell it him?
Frederick doesn't remember that he helped Jake, to safe thousands of humans. That he found the valve and prevented a terrible disaster. Or that he almost died under the debris of a collapsing hotel, if they didn't found him. He think that a car hit him. His both bosnian friend's have to lie on him. In that moment Jake wanted to stand up to say hello, Fu Dog entered the room with a little basket of letters and a little packet.
"Hey, where is the old man?" Fu asked.
"At our house, your heating is broken!" Jake explained and stood up. "And now I'm also go!"
"Wait, I come with you! By the way... there is a letter for you!" Fu said and gave Jake a letter with the word 'IMPORTANT' on it.
Jake opened the letter and read it: "Dear Mr. Long, from 21st August - 23rd August you got 'human-support' from Frederick Buttersleeves, born on 7th December 1991 in Sarajevo, Jugoslavia, who got hardly injured and lost his memory. Because he is totally recovered, he could get back his memory every moment. If you want to announce him to be one of your human-supporters next to Mr. Arthur P. Spudinski - born on 8th September 1991- and Ms. Trixie Carter - born on 3rd January 1992- you have to fill the enclosed formular. Please chose your decicion as fast as possible. Yours faithfully, Concilour Andam"
"Wow! He recovered?" Fu asked.
"They want that I decide, that he will get his memory back... every day, I ask myself: What happend, if Frederick didn't help me on that island? Or, if he remember? And now they want that I adjudicate, what will happen. I can't think about it now! Let's go home!" Jake said and both leaved the shop.
The Buttersleeves leaved thier car and stood now on a big parking lot of a ski-resort. Frederick recognized that it was the same ski-resort, they visit in a school-trip. He remembered the funny scene when Jake Long attacket a mannequin in the store inside it.
When they entered the big building, and his parents stood on the reception, Frederic sat down in the lobby and looked at the newspapers on the table. When Frederic took one of them, he saw a article of a carribian island. When Frederic saw a pictue of a volcano, he saw in his imagination everything.
The night in the magical-hospital. The flight to the island on the back of the American-Dragon. The thing with the toilet-brush. The tunnel, the valve, everything... his both friends... they where on that dragon island.
Frederick was shocked. That was the real reason, why he was in the hospital! Frederick almost start to shout. He remembered. But before he could think about it, all became black...
End of Chapter 1
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