The Last Huntsgirl
"Whoa!" Jake Long dodged out of the way. The Huntsgirl hardened her eyes and swept once more at him.
"I thought you huntspunks were all gone," he taunted. "Unless maybe miss Huntsgirl here wasn't quite a member yet. How did you avoid it, anyway?" The girl's steely gaze grew even harder, if possible.
"I don't have to explain my secrets to you, dragon,"she said fiercely, stabbing angrily with her spear. Her anger seemed to give her strength, and Jake didn't dodge it this time. She pinned him down and aimed her spear for the final blow.
"Time to say good night, dragon," she said, but just as she thrust her spear down, I blur knocked the girl off her feet. Jake smiled. It was Rose. Both girls' eyes widened in surprise.
"Rose?" the huntsgirl asked. Rose nodded, and then the Huntsgirl attacked her.
"Traitor!" she shouted. "our birthmark shows we are meant to slay dragons, not protect them!" Rose continued to parry blows, fighting both offensive and defensive.
"Maybe the birthmark could have been misinterpreted. Maybe it means the opposite thing. Maybe we should protect dragons," Rose responded and ended her speech by pinning the Huntsgirl to the ground. Rose turned to Jake.
"You'd better go now," she said and walked away. Jake hesitated for a moment. "First, what's your name?" he asked. The Huntsgirl glared at him as she struggled.
"My name is of no concern to you, American Dragon. You may call me the last Huntsgirl." Jake flew off as the spear that held the Huntsgirl down began to move. The last Huntsgirl finally managed to successfully get free from the spear. She stood and rolled up her sleeve to display her dragon birthmark. A small seed of doubt had been sowed in her mind. Maybe Rose was right. Maybe dragons weren't creatures to be killed. She shook her head fiercely and tore of her mask, revealing a pretty Asian face. She stared after the red speck that was the American Dragon. Finally she stalked off, ready to prepare for her next plan.
The small band hiding in the trees near where the fight had been was silent. When the last Huntsgirl was safely out of earshot, their conductor, a young girl, nodded to them.
"And cue theme music."
He's cool, he's hot like a frozen sun.
He's young and fast, he's the chosen one.
People, we're not bragging,
He's the American Dragon.
He's gonna stop his enemies with his dragon power,
Dragon teeth, dragon tail, burning dragon fire,
A real live wire!
American Dragon,
American Dragon,
He's the American Dragon.
His skills are getting faster with Grandpa the Master,
His destiny will walk up streets, showtime, baby, for the legacy!
American Dragon,
American Dragon,
American Dragon,
American Dragon, YOW!!!
(A/N) Sorry its so short. The chapters will get longer, I promise.
