Okay, this is my first attempt at a fan fiction from a TV show. I hope I get all the character's personalities right. If not, I'm sure you guys will tell me. I just hope that it isn't in a flame.:) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own AD:JL in any way. I do, however, own my characters and this story idea. This disclaimer is for the whole story.

Mystical Horns and Powerful Feathers

Chapter 1

It was a peaceful Saturday night as the Huntsmaster strolled along one of the many cemented pathways that wound themselves around Central Park. He was contemplating on how he was going to distract that insolent American Dragon while he stole the most important ingredient he needed for a spell he was working on. As he went over his ingenious plan for the tenth time in his head, he stumbled upon a break in some trees not far ahead. He had been this way of the park many times before and did not remember there ever being a gap that big. Creeping along the broader parts of the enormous maple in front of him, he finally came close enough to peer into the opening. What he saw made his jaw drop in shock.

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"Jake!" Grandpa shouted. "Pay attention!"

Jake sat up quickly. He was looking out the window admiring a clear blue sky. It was Sunday morning and Spud, Trixi, and he were all going to go to the skate park. It's better if they go early; that way they'll have the park pretty much to themselves. He discreetly glanced at his watch. They should have been here any time now, he thought.

"How are you supposed to protect these creatures if you don't even know where they're located?" Grandpa snapped.

"Chill out, G. I'm with you. They're hidden in Central Park in some secret tree or something," Jake glanced from Grandpa to Fu Dog, who was making a weird noise and shaking his head.

"Coughgrovecough," he said. Jake raised an eyebrow.

"You okay, Fu?"

Fu Dog slapped his forehead with his paw and groaned.

"The creatures, Jake, are not hidden inside a tree," said Grandpa impatiently. "The trees, along with a small bit of magic, block the secret grove from prying eyes."

"Hey, if it's already that protected, why do I have to watch over it too?" complained Jake.

"Because the grove was discovered last night somehow, and by the creature's description of the intruder, it sounded like it was the Huntsmaster," explained Fu Dog.

"This is why I am sending you out tonight to look after them," said Grandpa as someone knocked on the door. The shop wasn't open yet, so, obviously, the front door was still locked.

"Finally," Jake sighed. Grandpa glared at him. "I mean, yeah, okay no problem," Jake said in a rush while wearing a sheepish grin. He ran over and opened the door to let in Trixi and Spud.

"Sup, ya'll?" greeted Trixi as she and Spud made their way into the tiny shop. They were both carrying their boards and wearing helmets.

"Hey, Jake, you ready to go or what?" asked Spud.

"Yeah, I'm ready." He looked over at Grandpa anxiously.

"Fine, you may go, but remember—"

"Yeah, I got it. Protect the creatures. No problem, G," Jake said while he grabbed his board and helmet. The three of them made their way out the door as Grandpa and Fu Dog exchanged apprehensive looks.

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The Huntsmaster was overlooking the spell once more before he set out to get the last ingredient he needed. He glanced over at Huntsgirl. She was waiting patiently for instructions.

"Are you positive that the American Dragon will be no where near our location?" he asked her.

"Yes, Huntsmaster. That impudent dragon will be busy with a problem far from where we will be. I made sure of it," she replied maliciously.

"Excellent. Then it is time," he said with anticipation. She nodded her head in acknowledgement.

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"Man, I thought I'd never get out of there quick enough. I am so ready to show off my new Mac-daddy moves, know what I'm sayin'?" bragged Jake as they walked towards the skate park.

"Uh huh, so Jakey, what were you and your gramps talkin' 'bout anyway?" Trixi asked.

"Oh, you know, just hero stuff," he replied casually.

"Cool, bro. You should definitely tell us about it," said Spud with enthusiasm.

"It's nothing, really. Just some secret grove thing in Cent—"

"American Dragon!" a tiny voice squeaked next to Jake's ear. Jake glanced around and spotted a dragonfly near his head…wait, was it a dragonfly? He looked closer at it and realized that the minuscule creature had the wings of a dragonfly, but it had the body of a slender young woman with ankle-length brown hair and blue skin. She gazed up at him fearfully with huge green eyes. He recognized her at once as a nature pixie from Grandpa's book. They're extremely important because they care for every tree, every plant, every flower, even every blade of grass.

"Yo, what's up?" asked Jake in a concerned tone.

"You must come quickly! My fellow pixies have been capture by night! You must come free them or all the nature within a hundred miles will wither away! Nature has to be tended to each second of the entire day!" she exclaimed. Jake glanced around and sure enough; spring was steadily turning into autumn.

"What do you mean that they have been captured by night?" Jake asked.

"I'm not sure what it is. It's dark and cold… like a shadow… an evil shadow," she said trembling.

"Lead the way," he said determined.

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Huntsmaster and Huntsgirl vanished from the room and reappeared far outside of the city near the tallest tree they had ever seen. Huntsgirl began to climb the tree, but the Huntsmaster held her back.

"No, it will be me who acquires the last ingredient," he said firmly.

"Uh, yes, Huntsmaster," she replied.

He tapped his scepter on the ground twice and stepped onto the newly materialized flying disc. The disc took him up to the tip of the tree where he found what he was looking for. On the highest branch there lay an enormous nest, and in the nest was a massive bird of the utmost beauty. Its smooth golden feathers glistened in the sunlight while its sparkling sapphire eyes stared threateningly at the trespasser. It opened its slender black beak to let out an earsplitting cry. The sound waves unexpectedly thrust the Huntsmaster backwards off of the disc. Reflexively one of his hands grabbed onto the disc, and he was able to pull himself back up. He brought it down to the ground where Huntsgirl was anxiously waiting.

"Did you succeed, Huntsmaster?" she asked.

"No," he snapped. "The bird is too powerful. I need you to distract her while I sneak around and steal one of her tail feathers."

"How do you know it's a she?" Huntsgirl inquired innocently.

"Because she had blue eyes and a black beak. The males have red eyes and a silver beak," he explained impatiently. "Now, come!" He motioned for her to jump on.

They rose to the top once more. Huntsgirl leapt off the disc with her arms outstretched to grab the branch nearest to the nest. She flipped around in the enormous tree trying to avoid the bird's constant overpowering screeches. The bird's gaze followed her while the Huntsmaster flew behind her and reached out his hand. His fingers were inches away from obtaining one of the bird's magnificent feathers. He was so focused with the tail of the bird that he didn't notice when the bird suddenly snapped her head in his direction. Her sharp talons quickly found their way to the Huntsmaster's body, and they soon pierced through the skin of his left side. He cried out in pain.

"Huntsmaster!" exclaimed Huntsgirl.

Please review! I need to know if it's good enough to continue. I don't mind flames because they help me improve, but please try not to be too offensive. :)

Oh, by the way, I'm not sure if that's how you spell Trixi's name, so if you guys know the correct spelling could you tell me in a review or something, please? Thanks.