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Chapter II: Forgetting and the Power of Siblings

If anyone had bothered to look up, they would have seen a giant, red mass gliding through the sky like a crimson knife, landing just behind Millard Fillmore Middle School. As it was, no one saw anything, and Jake Long successfully turned back into his human form.

Jake quickly met up with Trixie and Spud, and the three of them ran to the class. Unfortunately, they were not fast enough, and Rotwood caught them just as the bell rang. Luckily, the poor fool was having a cold, and decided to let them off the hook, if only so he could get home quickly after school. Jake turned to his left to smile at Rose, and for a moment he almost imagined seeing the beautiful girl smiling back at him. However, reality got to him like a thief in the night, and Jake's smile was only met by the sight of an empty seat.

A lump began to form in his throat, and Jake tried his hardest to fight back his tears as the flashback threatened to resurface in his mind's eye. Sighing, he dove head first into the lesson, and for once was actually grateful to be in class.

After the bell rang, Jake ignored his friends, deciding to utilize the most of the free period to fly around the city. There was always something relaxing about the sensation of flying. The wind beneath his wings lifted him into the air, making him feel momentarily exhilarated, and for a short while he was not the American Dragon, Protector of the NYC. He was just Jake Long, another 14-year old who just wanted a normal life.

Just like her

Jake sighed as he remembered Rose's deepest desire: To be free of the Huntsclan and find her family. Saddly, it was a desire that would be forever unsatisfied.

Jake realized that he never actually had a destination in mind when he took off from Millard Fillmore. He cast his head wildly about as he tried to deduce his location. With a slight shock, he realized he had arrived at Central Park, at the very same pathway they had taken when 88 and 89 had emerged being chased by the Guardian serpent. Jake chuckled to himself as he remembered just how stupid the two apprentices had looked, one moment taunting Jake and Rose, the next moment running for their lives and shouting for their mommas.

He looked once more at the spot that, if memory served him right, was where Jake assured Rose of his love despite the dangers of the Huntsclan.

In the end, it had all been for nothing.

Jake took a moment to compose himself and organize his thoughts, when a wild scent entered his nostrils. The smell was oddly sweet, a fragrance so enticing Jake could have sworn it was the best thing he had ever smelled. Turning, he realized he was standing right behind a large rose bush.

Jake knew he couldn't stay here for too long. The roses were already too much to handle. He swiftly turned back into a dragon and prepared to take off. Before he could go, however, he couldn't help but pluck out a single red rose from the bush.

When he returned, the free period was almost ending, so Jake, Spud and Trixie began walking off to the exit. Jake had kept the rose in his bag, knowing that Trixie and Spud would disapprove of him keeping such a stark reminder of Rose.

The trio were walking along the hallway when Spud said," Hey dude, you ok?"

"We missed you during free period," said a concerned Trixie.

Jake was contemplating whether he should tell the truth, before deciding against it. "I spent it patrolling the city. As far as I can tell, Rose's wish came true. No Huntsclan anywhere."

Trixie, however, wouldn't let him off the hook. "But what about you're wish? I mean, if the Rose that existed today was never taken by the Huntsclan, that means all this stuff between you and her never happened. She lived a while other life."

Jake had considered that possibility last night, considered tracking her down to keep an eye on her. And yet, somehow he knew Rose would have wanted him to let go, so he let her rest.

"As long as she's happy," he said in a low, pained voice.

Trixie had a look on her face that seemed to say, As if you really believe that.

Jake knew he had to get away before her memory struck him hard again, so he nonchalantly said," Well, later guys. I'm off to Gramps shop for some dragon training." (A/N: And the alternate season begins!")

Meanwhile, a young girl of about fourteen was in her room, trying to squeeze all her belongings into a grey luggage. It was a terribly difficult task, for her belongings piled up so high, Sir Edmmund Hillary couldn't possibly scale this mountain of clothing, electronic devices, etc.

"Rose, are you done yet?" Her mother, Anastasia Thorne, was downstairs, helping Lily, Rose's twin, as she too faced the daunting endeavour of packing her luggage.

Meanwhile, James Thorne, the head of the family, was already outside their house, loading his and Anastasia's luggage into the car.

Rose sighed. She loved her family dearly, having spent all her fourteen years in the loving care of her parents, and in a (friendly) rivallry with Lily. Now, her father was promoted and sent to Hong Kong to head the regional branch of his company. Her mother, not wanting them to be apart, decided to migrate there. Thus, in a matter of two weeks, Rose went from being happily living in New York and attending Millard Fillmore to leaving for a new country whose language she barely knew except for a few curse words she learned from her friend, Liane. In those two weeks, however, an inexplicable feeling came over Rose. It was a feeling that she was leaving behind someone important, someone who, oddly, never seemed to have a face, but who Rose felt she was destined to be with. Rose, of course, shook it off as just early homesickness.

Sweeping her eyes across the room, Rose was satisfied that it was now completely stripped of all traces of her. She would miss this place, and New York.

Suddenly, she spied a small object in the West Corner of her room. Curiously, she picked it up. It was a braclet, but one she had bever seen before. Then, the weird "early homesickness" feeling washed over her. Her heart seemed to be screaming for her not to go, that someone out there in New York was waiting for her to return to them.

I really am going insane.

The braclet was rather pretty, so Rose kept it in her backpack, which she would be bringing as a hand carry for the trip. With one final look at her empty room, she walked out of the room to join her family.

Jake Long opened the door to Gramp's shop, only tp be greeted by the sight if Fu Dog panting as he ran towards him, followed by G, who looked rather worried.

"Kiddo! Glad you made it! We have some bad news! And its not just that the Old Man made Onion soup again!"

Shaking off the jibe at his cooking, Lao Shi said," Eli Pandarus has been spotted in the sewers. The pixie who saw him said he was chasing the Mirror of Erised."

"The Mirror of what?"

Fu Dog brought a dusty, red tome and opened up to reveal a ghostly hologram of a very big and intricately decorated mirror,

"The Mirror of Erised is an enchanted mirror that shows the user their heart's deepest, darkest desire, and where and how to get it. It was guarded by the Trolls living under the sewers. Last place to search for such a treasure is in a filth-hole."

"We think Pandarus is going to use the mirror to find whatever it is he needs next, but we don't know what it is. It is up to you, young dragon, to find him and stop him from accessing the mirror."

"I'm on it, G." With that, the American Dragon exited the shop, transformed and took off into a nearby pothole."

About half an hour later, Jake, Lao Shi, Trixie, Spud, Fu Dog, Haley and Sun Park had finally arrived at a cross section of four tunnels, and saw Eli Pandarus and four trolls battling it out, though the wily wizard was winning.

The four dragons sprung into action, their arrival surprising the hell out of Pandarus. Seeing himself outnumbered, Eli quickly launched a devastating shockwave of purple energy that knocked everyone to their feet. When the dragons had arisen from the filthy sewer floor, Eli had vanished.

Lao Shi was about to walk to the trolls when a sharp pain in his leg coursed through his body like an electric shock, causigng him to collapse onto the floor, writihing in pain.

The rest of the gang immediately rushed to the old man's side. Sun, who had the most experience healing, checked Lao Shi's leg, before concluding that the old man sprained his ankle during the fall. She immediately entered into a healing trance, while Lao Shi very weakly said," Jake, destroy the mirror. Don't let it fall into the wrong hands."

Jake, who couldn't bear to see his grandfather in such pain, did as he was told. He flew over to where the mirror stood, just behind the trolls who were still knocked out, their clubs all having smashed hard onto their heads.

When he reached the mirror, however, the glass started to warp his reflection, until it showed an entirely different scene.

The scene was that of the inside of an airplane, and Jake could see an unmistakable blonde hair, a beautiful face and stark, blue eyes. She was cuddled up in a blanket and staring outside the plane, trying to fall asleep.

Lao Shi, who had recovered quickly thanks to Sun, shouted,"Jake! Stop looking, or you'll go insane!"

But Jake wasn't listening.

She's alive! The young dragon's heart leapt for joy as he realized the spell worked.

Then, a fireball caused the mirror to explode, the force of the explosion causing Jake to hurl backwards. He looked up to see Haley look down on him in an angry fashion.

Lao Shi shouted,"Jake! I told you to destory the mirror!"

Ignoring the rest of them, Jake took off, the flames of hope once again re-kindled in his heart. He wasn't going to let anyone spoil this newfound happiness for him.

Rose is alive!

Three hours later...

Jake stood on the roof of his apartment, gazing at the full moon. Somewhere out there, his Rose was alive and well, living with her family in the happy life he had envisioned for her when he made that fateful wish.

She may not be with me now, as my girlfriend, but at least she's happy.

Finally, after all they had been through, Rose had gotten her wish. Though Jake knew not where she had flown off to, he knew that she was where she wanted to be.

Suddenly, his enhanced Dragon hearing picked up the sound of small footsteps coming up the stairs. The door to the roof opened, and Haley, his younger sister, walked up to him in her purple pyjamas, a concerned look on his face.

"Shouldn't you be in bed? After all, Princess Perfecto needs her beauty sleep, doesn't she?"

"Jake," Haley said, ignoring his comment,"what did you see in the Mirror if Erised?"

Jake immediately replied," What's it to you?"

Haley, expecting this brutal defensive tone, said,"You saw Rose, didn't you?"

Jake turned his back on his seven-almost-eight year old sister and said,"So what? She's alive, Haley. Don't you get it?"

Haley sighed, gripped her brother's arm, and said,"Jake, don't you know anything about the Mirror? It only shows you're heart's desire, not the truth. For all we know, what you saw may just be your reconstruction of Rose's situation as a result of your wish. It might not be real, Jake!"

"But I saw her on a plane, with her family!"

"That's what you wanted for her, right? A family who loves her and cares about her?"

Jake sighed, shrugging off Haley's grip so that she couldn't see the tears falling from his eyes. Was it true, then? Was what he saw an illusion?

Haley's enhanced hearing could pick up Jake's choked breathing and knew he was crying. She walked up to his brother and said," Its ok, Jake. Just let out the tears..."

A mournful howl pierced the night as Jake's floodgates opened. It really was over. Rose was really gone.

"Its ok." The younger sister held her brother in a loving embrace, and the two remained that way even after Jake had calmed down.

After about twenty minutes, Jake saw Haley had fallen asleep in his arms, so he carried her to her room and tucked her into bed, before falling asleep in his own, entering a dreamland full of airplanes and roses.

There it was again.

Rose was staring out the window when she felt someone watching, but, ironically, that someone was the person Rose couldn't put a face to, the person behind her "early homesickness".

Deciding the altitude must be getting to her, Rose closed her eyes, and entered a very weird dream of a teenager crying over her, and Rose was forced to watch helplessly as the teenager , an Asian boy with spiky hair, transformed into a dragon and flew off.

In the morning, Rose forgot the dream as she exited the airport into her new life in Hong Kong.

The end! Hope you enjoyed chapter II. And no, its not over For JakeXRose, or this fanfic would have ended like in the show. I've got two or three chapters planned out, but I have to wait till after the exams to do it. Please review! Thank you, and I'll be back in November.