Yeah, so here's the rewrite that I promised. Hope it lives up to your expectations.

Remember:

Jake:-

I tried so hard to forget. Tried SO hard not to think about it. But forgetting the love of your life is like losing a limb. You are forever reminded of it.

Gliding across the city in the dead of night, leaving the Pantheon Building far behind me, my family and friends eyes on me as I left. Fuu and Gramps upset, Mrs Park and Haley scared and Trixie and Spud understanding. A montage of emotions that touched me but didn't fill the hollowness within me.

Rose was gone. But had I saved her?

That was the deep dark question. Had my wish reached her in time?

'I wish Rose was never taken by the Huntsclan!'

A selfish part of me screamed, 'Jake! Why didn't you wish for something that would have meant you and Rose could be together?'

Whilst the part of my mind that hardly ever was put into words said, 'That wish was perfect, if she survived she'll be happy with her family. It's all worth it.'

That voice spoke the logical and truthful answer. The answer that the selfish part of me knew was right but still didn't want to hear. So before an argument could issue within me I silenced my thoughts and tried to find some peace and solace in the cooling winds that slinked along my long reptilian body.

What if I wasn't a dragon? What if she wasn't my arch nemesis? Huntsgirl, my personal assasin. What if we'd have been born differently? Born into lives that hadn't pitted both of us against one another day after day. Would our relationship worked out?

I sighed as the answer came to me as clearly as the celestially calming moonlight.

No...

Huntsgirl:-

The dragon filth made no attempt to hide its flight. It didn't even try to look for me or any threats. If I was to attack it now then it would fall, simple, no fuss, no challenge. It would be over and I would be victorious. After all these years.

But who would I go to to boast my victory. The Huntsclan was gone. Destroyed by some freaky accident. Leaving me alone. No one left to command me or report to. A mass genocide of brilliant people, gone into the abyss of death.

So killing the dragon would bring me no pleasure. At least. Not yet.

I owed it to my former superiors to figure out what had happened to them. To continue the vital work they had began long before my birth. The annihilation of magical creatures. It was my job, my duty and my vendetta. I would see it completed.

So as I stood on a rooftop watching the flying red lizard dissapear into the distance I sneered under my mask,

"Soon, dragon. Very soon." I said aloud as the wind battered my body and assaulting my hair, tied back in a perfect plait down my back, "You WILL be mine!"

Haley:-

He didn't come home that night.

We all came back to my home, Spud, Trixie, Grampa, Fuu and Mrs Park. We sat down at the dining room table with mom and explained everything. First about the life threatening Aztec skulls and the constant dangerous missions Jake, Rose, Trixie and Spud had taken part in to keep them from the devilish Huntsman. Then we talked about Rose.

Oh gosh he had really loved her.

My inner romantic seemed to pique as I heard from Trixie and Spud that they had been secretly dating for almost a year and had been in a form of semi relationship before then. They said their relationship had shifted after this Grand Equinox Hunt. Where he revealed himself to her.

I thought at first, What an idiot! He put us all in danger for a girl! Then I heard he'd known Rose's identity months before that time and had scoped out her character. He knew she was good and played on that to free himself from the Huntsclan's clutches.

Then this dream dating thing popped up and Jake's sudden tendency to go to sleep earlier than he used to suddenly made sense. It was unbeleivably cute that my 14 year old brother had been going on date with the girl of his dreams, IN his dreams.

Then how the pair decided to keep their relationship strictly proffesional and their beautiful relationship had abruptly ended their and then. I almost died hearing how my brother had been forced through heartbreak and pain because of being a dragon. I couldn't imagine what was running through him,

"Where will he be?" I asked,

"To be honest, Jake's never gone off like this before." Spud said,

"There's no telling where he'll be." Trixie admitted,

"You've GOT to know of SOMEWHERE? You're his best friends!" I screamed, I NEEDED to know Jake was ok.

"Haley, calm down. It'll be okay." Mom said, trying to soothe me,

"No! It probably won't mom! Jake's out in the city. Cold and alone. Probably about ready to give up on everything!" I shrieked at my mom, not caring. I just want Jake back.

"Peace young one. We WILL find him." Grampa said,

"Not if he doesn't want to be found." Mrs Park sighed, speaking for the first time in the whole meeting, "Jake is a very resourceful and intelligent boy. If he doesn't want to be found, he won't be."

"That's where your wrong." Fuu chirped, "The kids deeply loyal and committed to his duties as the American Dragon deep down. He'll still operate as the dragon and we'll find him that way."

"And that's where you are wrong." Mrs Park concurred, "I believe that Jake may have finally reached his limit. Maybe, as Haley suggested, he may just give up on his duties and decide that his life is better without his dragon Chi."

"The Jake we know wouldn't do that." Trixie said confidently,

"Yes, you're right." Mrs Park began, "But the Jake you know has just lost the love of his life. That tends to change people."

"So what are you saying? You're not going to bother looking for my son?!" Mom screamed, speaking the words we feared,

"Of course they're not!" I growled, "They're just making excuses for when they don't find him."

"Young one, we-" Grampa began but I simply held up my hand,

"No. I don't want to hear it." I said and I walked out of the room. Ignoring their cries to return.

I went to my room and threw on a thick wooley jacket and threw open my window.

Jake Long, my brother, was out their. And I'd be damned if I returned without him...

Susan:-

Neither of my children returned that night. Or the next night. Or the night after that.

But, on the 4th night, Haley returned. Bedraggled, tired and alone. Clutching something to her chest.

I spent the entire night, from dusk till dawn nursing my beautiful daughter. She was silent as she accepted food, water and her room. Never once parting with the red fabric in her arms. It unnerved me. No matter what I did she never parted company with it for long. The fact that Haley held onto it like it was her lifeline and sobbed into it in the dead of night upset me. Where was my precious boy? And why had only his jacket returned?

It was hard coming up with a story to sate the curiousity of John. My loyal husband and the father of my children. I couldn't tell him that Jake was a dragon and had fallen madly in love with a dragon hunter who had recently sacrificed her life to save his. Could I? No I couldn't but I should have.

The story, that without warning, Jake AND Haley had ran away from home. With only Haley returning. The simple story that they had ran away was wearing him thin. I couldn't keep this up forever. He had to know eventually.

Haley awoke that next morning with the intention of going to school and disregarding those missing days and, although I didn't want to see my daughter leave in the state she was in, I was ready to allow it. But John intervened.

"Now where are you going little missy." He said, hands on his hips as he blocked the seven year olds path,

"To school." Haley spoke through a yawn,

"Sit down! Both of you!" Pointing to me as he spoke and gesturing with his thumb to the couch. Haley responded by walking over and collapsing on it. Whilst I went and cautiously took a seat. As John did the same on an armchair.

"No one is leaving this room until the pair of you tell me EXACTLY what's going on. Where is Jake?!" He asked, quivering in rage.

Haley groaned on the sofa where she lay on her face. I sighed I was on my own,

"Honey. It's time to tell you the truth." I sighed and told him everything I had hidden from him in the past 20 years. With some shocking results.

John:-

The sand of the beach welcomed my weight as I sat. A letter in my hands I didn't have the heart to send but knew I had to.

At first, finding out that my son and daughter were magical fire breathing dragons was a shock and an elation. I had lived through my final years of high school and my years of marriage believing I was either insane or incrdibly sleepy and clumsy. The latter terrified me!

'What if I'm in the car and I have an episode? What if my family's with me?' I used to said to myself. I would lay in bed at night scared out of my mind for the safety of my family. Then, when sleep got me, I had vivid images of them cold and dead. Jake with a broken skateboard, Haley in an ocean of bloodstained paper and Susan. My dear Susan, never to smile again. With only myself responsible.

I had beleived that I had had an 'episode' and had caused Jake and Haley to leave. But Susan wouldn't tell me and kept giving me strange looks. Which I now deciphered as guilt. She at least felt guilty about not confiding in me. That made me feel slightly better.

Slightly.

I had left when she had told me the truth. Packed my things and drove away, not knowing where I was going. Just far from home and, two days later, I am at a secluded beach watching the sun set over the ocean. A letter in my hand that was ready to go but remained unsent.

I was in the car. Driving up the empty highway, looking for it. I knew there would be one. I just needed to find it. Then I saw it. Bathed in the red light of the setting sun. A mail box.

I opened the draw on the blue object and held out my hand. Hesitating. The letter could cause so much pain and anguish but I couldn't hold onto it. For then I'd be JUST like Susan. So I watched as it fluttered into the semi darkness of the box and I closed the draw. Praying that what I had done had been the right thing...

Jake:-

Midnight. I left the note on the counter.

I'd been gone for a week. The summer vacation had begun and the family had gone to Hong Kong. Funny. I always thought they'd care if I dissapeared, but instead they're celebrating. Funny.

I'd sat on a rooftop across the street, watching Mom and Haley pack suitcases in the back of the car, I'd tracked them to the airport where they met up with Grampa and Miss Park and had smiled, laughed and seemed happy. Funny.

Now I was at home. I needed clothes, food and a hot shower. I'd onbtained them and been ready to go within the space of two hours. Then with bags packed, I had taken a post-it note and wrote a simple message and stuck it down on the counter, leaving it held their by a half empty glass of water.

Heaving my suitcase and straightening my back pack I left the house. The simple words, 'I'm never coming back' the only indication that I had been there in the first place.

Where would I go? I don't know. But one things for certain, that note wasn't a lie.

I'm never coming back...