These two characters (Chris & Linnea) are my own.
Summary: Jake has to help the Invisible Dragon. He is the dragon who helps the magical creatures whose coutnrie's dragon cannot get to. At this moment, he is in America because Jake can only take New York. But something evil is in Chris' neck of the woods...
(American Dragon: Jake Long characters will appear in the next chapter)
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Prologue: Running Blind
"So this is America?" Chris asked the wolf sitting to his right.
He was staring at a forest of tall trees, rocking back and forth with the motions of the boat. The smell of ocean water filled his nostrils, slightly stinging them with the essence of salt.
She gave a short bark to answer a "yes." Chris patted her on the head and stared back at the forest. "It's been so long…I can barely remember what it looks like."
On land, Chris and his wolf walked into the woods, the shade from the trees feeling nice after having been in the sun on the boat all day.
They walked on until they heard the familiar sound of birds singing. Chris looked around to see if anybody might have followed him before he turned his ears into those, which he enjoyed than his human ears. They grew until they were pointy as an elf's then the skin tightened into hard scales, changing from beige to a black darker than the depths of the ocean.
But as soon as his inner ear developed, he heard something he had not before. It might have been silent, but it blocked out all other sounds, including the directions disguised as birdcalls. He could feel his wolf tighten up, hair bristle, growl deep in her throat.
Something was coming, and coming fast. The whooshing sound in the air was telling him that. He stood planted, staring at the direction from which the noise was coming. It was getting close…
Closer…
Almost there…
Chris was hit with a net from behind, pinning him to the ground. "Linnea! Run!" he yelled, almost as a reflex. He struggled to become a complete dragon, but something about the net wouldn't allow him to. Sphinx hair! He quickly realized, silently in his head.
For a moment, the wolf hesitated, as she always did when Chris was in trouble. "Go to New York! That's where the American Dragon is! Bring him to California!" This time she was running as soon as he had finished the sentence. Running fast as she could, the opposite way they had entered, she headed out of the forest, avoiding trees with ease. New York? How will I get there? She wondered to herself as she ran.