Hiezen: I tried to make this chappie longer…

Disclaimer: I don't own The Secret Saturdays, Jay Stephens does.

"Speaking"

Thoughts

Shuriken speaking

Shuriken's thoughts

o. The Mission .o

The roof of the Saturday house was getting dangerously close. Suddenly we slowed; Shuriken's left leg extended forward, his claws tucked in. He punched a hole in the roof of the Saturday house. He placed me inside.

Me and Metal-face-Doyle shall distract the two-legged-Saturdays

Shuriken's head disappeared from view.

o. Corridors= Hallways .o

I searched every corridor and every room. No dice. I turned right on the next corridor.

"Hey, there, are you lost?" there standing at the end of the hallway was the infamous Drew Saturday.

I giggled, than stopped when I spotted the fire sword on Drew's back I ran towards her jumped up, made a front flip over her head, and grabbed the sword. I landed than called out with-my-mind to Shuriken.

"What are you going to do with that?" Drew seemed concerned. She than tried to snatch the sword back but missed. I ran down the hall to a criptyd-crop 'garden'.

I ran into a field of purple flowers, a hard-set-of-claws appeared around my waist. I climbed onto Shuriken's saddle, as he began to ascend; he made a short stop which almost sent me flying.

"Nice job, Zak!" the voice came from the airship. I spotted Doc. Then sensed that someone was trying to control my dragon.

"Nobody. Takes. My dragon!" I formed a shield around Shuriken.

"Crawwwwwwww," a flying-cryptid-dinosaur came toward us, she alighted on my shoulder.

I sensed two other entities coming toward me. I pulled on one of Shuriken's spikes. He began to fly up.

Shuriken's POV

I was dazed from some-calling-and-pull. I realized that I was being protected by my-partner-in-mind-Naomi. At my peripheral I saw a flying-cryptid female. At that moment I sensed something wrong with my-partner-in-mind.

"OHHHHHHH, HOLY STONE OF KUR! MAKE IT STOP!" Naomi wailed, than mewled.

"AAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the scream came from the metal-bird-flying-contraption only it was a male.

Both cries were startling, I brought my wings together sending me-and-partner plummeting to the bone-breaking-ground. Somewhere in the dive my partner stopped whimpering and pulled on my spikes. I spread my wings. A soft-air-cushion held us in place, than I tilted my tail and turned my body and flew to the open sea.

What was that?

"I don't know?" she was still in pain.

Maybe what your sire was keeping secret?

"He's not my real dad! I don't know, can we talk about this later?" her voice was irritated.

Metal-face-Doyle is gone.

"Father will deal with him!" she was upset.

I thought you said he wasn't your sire.

"hehehheh," I smiled I finally got her to cheer up.

c. Ch 2 .c

Hiezen: I think this is shorter, anyways enjoy…and naext chapter I promise it will be long.