Thanks to K-R-4-E-V-A and Amdrag for reviewing!BTW, to avoid confusing anyone with both Jake and his double, I'll call Jake just by his name and his double Copy Jake.
Disclaimer: I do not own Jake Long. He, and everyone else in the show, belongs to Disney.
He breathed in the scent of saltwater, determined to reach his destination. His life had been miserable ever since his love had left his life, and he wasn't fooling anyone by acting as if everything was fine. In his mythology class, he had been the focus of attention instead of the hot sub just out of college. Jake had whined and moaned for Rose loudly, causing all the girls to giggle and whisper to each other.
Stacey, and the rest of the cheerleading squad had singled him out after class. Spud and Trixie had given him a serious talk about either pulling himself together, or doing something about his problem.
Jakehad decided to do something about the problem, find Rose and leave a duplicate behind to take care of school and dragon business. He'd gone to the library and poured over an atlas, trying to find the best way to Hong Kong. He'd found a route over the Atlantic Ocean where it wasn't likely that he'd be seen.
Jake sighed, now that there was nothing to do but fly, he was having a harder time keeping his mind off his loneliness.
Down in the ocean, something saw a shadow dart over the surface, a tasty dish called dragon . . .
"Are you sure you're all right, Jakie?" a zesty teenage girl asked. "Ever since lunch you've been acting kinda off."
"I'm fine Trixie," the double assured her. "You told me to deal with Rose being gone, and this is my way of dealing with it."
"I dunno," Spud said. "This reminds me of one of those movies where the hero gets replaced by a clone who tries acting like them, while the hero is chained up, being tortured by his evil archenemy who is trying to take over the world using giant rubber chickens!" Spud paused for a moment, then grabbed Copy Jake by his jacket. "What did you do with Jake, you evil pile of goo?"
"Whoa, easy on the threads Spud!" Copy Jake shouted.
"Where is he?" Spud screamed.
"Look, I should probably be heading home now, y'know, to take care of some chores and stuff." Copy Jake slipped out of Spud's grip and ran down the street.
Jake was being squeezed by a giant green sea monster.
"Dude! What's you're problem?" he demanded angrily.
The monster just lunged at him in reply. Jake leaned to the left, so that monster didn't do much more than hit his right arm. Jake heard crunching and looked down at where he had been hit. There was an awkward lump and a bend near his wrist.
"Hey! You just broke my arm! Trust me, you're gonna regret doin' that to the AmDrag!"
The monster spun around, ready to attack again. This time, it's aim was dead on. Just as it was about to hit him, Jake took a deep breath and roasted the serpent with dragon fire. His attacker recoiled in pain, loosening up his coils. Jake took advantage of his opponent's distraction to squirm out of the monster's grip.
The serpent recovered and threw itself at Jake again. Jake was ready for it; he flew straight up, out of the serpent's reach and let it crash into the ocean.
"Yeah!" Jake cried, pumping his broken arm in the air. "Ow! Got to get that checked out."