Jake woke up in the cell alone. No bars, no hunts girl, no voice. That is, until he hears a loud siren that goes off for ten seconds. He held his ears in his hands. Once everything was silent, he realized he was in his human form.

"Hello Jake. Glad you had a nice nap. Do you enjoy the girl gone? She won't be with you for the night as you might notice. No worries though, I am here for you to talk to, rather, answer my questions." Jake stood up dazed. He tried to turn back to a dragon, but couldn't. "How about I take you somewhere we can talk." Jake fell down as the room turned into a small cubicle with a chair. "Please, take a seat." Before he could answer, he was pushed back into the chair.

"Yo, could ya' tell me where I'm at?" Jake asked rubbing his head.

"Right now, you're in a chair about to answer to me."

"Nah-uh, forget about it. I'm not tellin' you nothin'." He leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms.

"I'm sorry Jake, but you have to choice…" That's when Jake realized that he never told him his name, he opened his mouth to say something, and "I know it because I know you." He was frozen in place.

"Who are-"

"Never mind that, who's your animal guardian?" The voice was clearly impatient.

"My animal guardian? Yo, is that it? That's all you want?"

"ANSWER ME." The voiced boomed into Jakes sensitive ears. "I'm not here to keep you two warm and comfortable, I want answers."

"Then why do you need the hunts girl?" There was a long pause.

"Dismiss." The room changed to the gray cell, but this time with bars. Jake was back in dragon form. He had too many questions, with very few answers. As he stood up from falling to the ground again, he decided that he wanted to go to sleep. Not wanting to mess with the key pad, he slumped to the ground and closed his eyes. His last thought was a girl with golden blonde hair.

"OW" The water was hot as Rose stepped into the shower. She turned the knob slightly to the right and felt instantly cold. "Great." Since she hated cold, she turned the water back to its original state. She swore the dragon burned her less than this. After ten minutes, she stepped out of the glass and dried off. Slipping back into the uniform she wore half an hour ago, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Since she was in middle school, everything about herself bothered her. She glared at the strand of hair that was sticking out of her braid. "I'm not even going to bother." The blonde said to herself. Looking at the clock in the bathroom, she wondered why she had even followed the dragon onto the roof. She could have been in her real room. Studying, doing homework, or practicing some moves for the next mission. Instead she was in this illusion; she wouldn't be surprised if she was in some basement that belongs to a squeaky nerd. This thought frustrated her. She left to her bed with a broken mirror and a bloody fist. As she sat on the warm bed, a loud bang made her jump with wide eyes.

"Please excuse me for my rudeness. I see you have settled better than the dragon." Her mouth opened to ask him what the loud bang was, "And I understand your confusion. I was just having a little chat with the boy, this all works with a flick to get to the next," He paused, "I mean, click to get to both of you. You see, I was trying to… make him comfortable and well… you know." She really didn't.

"So why are you back again? Didn't you say seven? That's forty minutes."

"I just love it that you actually participate in listening to me. Maybe this won't be so bad," He paused again, "I mean having you two around for a while." She waited for him to get to the point. "Anyways, I was just wondering how your master is doing lately." Rose raised an eyebrow.

"How would I know? You- or whatever, zapped me here, or whatever you did." Rose scrunched up her face for her lack of knowledge, "Maybe, you can do it again and get me somewhere I can be productive." She leaned back on the pillows with a smug look on her face.

"Oh? You want productive? You want PRODUCTIVE? I'll GIVE YOU PRODUCTIVE!" Whoever this guy was, he didn't have much management of his anger. Rose thought about this for a second but felt her stomach turn and she closed her eyes, knowing he was going to move her somewhere. Once the world stopped, she opened her eyes, and saw that she was back in the cell with the dragon. Without the divider. She stood up slowly and a little put off at this gesture. "Go ahead, your whole life goal is to kill one right? Go ahead!" The dragon was asleep and sweating recklessly. She hesitated, thinking it was some kind of joke. She could go right over there and kill him in his sleep, but that was weak and low, even for her master. "Do. It. Now." Was the announcer sweating? Thoughts ran through her mind like a herd of buffalo. What if she was zapped? Was it worth a try? Was she pitying the worthless dragon? Of course not. She stood straight, walked over to the helpless dragon and touched him. He flinched and whimpered.

"It is a sign of weakness to kill a dragon when he is at a helpless state."

"How else are you to kill him?" The man asked suddenly calm.

The teen hesitated, "Well, if you were the one to weaken him, then it would show how hard you worked, or how weak you are."

"So, if you were going for the kill, then what would you do?" Rose narrowed her eyes and looked up.

"What are you doing?" She asked with anger in her voice.

"I am learning all things dragon 101." She felt the smile in his voice. "Whatever the case, would you rather go back or stay and ponder over the dragon? You won't be able to kill him though, you never were."

"Stay here with this revolting creature in a cold rotten cell, or go back to the warm room that has me, me, and… you." She pretended to think about it, "As much as I would like to get acquainted with the sleeping dragon, I'd much rather go back."

"As you wish." Then, she felt the feeling in her stomach again.

Jake was dreaming, he was sure of it- because he was falling. Then he fell onto concrete that felt so soft and he was thankful for it. He stood up and looked around. There was a long road that went on for what seemed like forever. All he could see was a gray sky. Nice imagination Jake. He thought. As he walked along the road the broad voice came.

"Why hello Jake. Don't be surprised, I won't let you escape me." The annoying announcer said. Except, it wasn't just a voice this time, he actually saw a long dark figure ahead of him. But he was too far away for Jake to see any details. He tried to run to him, but the man just seemed to grow farther, and farther away from him. "I would like to just speak to you my boy." He felt someone breathing on his neck, or the top of his hair behind him, he turned around. The tall figure was dark and blurry. All he could see was shadow and he could just make out the tip of his nose. "I would bet you need some glasses, follow me." The man didn't need to say anything, because Jake had no choice than to follow him. Not even in his dream was he in control. "Now, let's just talk."

"About what?" Jake asked slowly. Still trying to configure the tall man.

"Anything you want my boy. Like school, dragon training," The man's nose pointed down at Jake, "Girls." Jake's face went warm. He isn't that great at 'scoring' any. He looked down at his shoes. Such a shock that he was in his human form. "Have you ever thought about huntsgirl?" Jake looked up at him in disgust.

"Yo. No, no, no. No way. She HUNT'S me."

"Now Jake, I thought we were just talking about them, not dating. Unless you would rather do that? Anyways, has it ever occurred to you how she actually might look under the costume?" Jake said nothing. To be honest, he never thought that, other than her having blonde hair. "C'mon, make a guess, she said you were revolting. Wouldn't you like to take a swing back at her?" Jake wasn't going to say anything. Thinking that if he refused to speak, nothing would spill.

"Beautiful." Well, he should have known better, considering he has absolutely no control. "I mean," He couldn't think of anything that would get back at her. He started to sweat while he pried his brain of anything he knew. But nothing came up.

"No, no. It's okay. We're friends right? You can tell me anything. Maybe like who's your animal guardian?" Jake was sweating even more now. He couldn't do anything. He couldn't stop himself from talking, it just came out.

"Fu dog. He plays cards and is gray all over. He's the best at making potions." Jake was looking forward, and flinched when he felt someone touch him on the shoulder. It was just the man. He heard whispering somewhere, he looked around, and when he looked back at the man, he was gone. Jake fell to the ground and put his face in his hands. "What have I done? Shouldn't have slept- no- shouldn't have left school." He smiled at how ironic it was. He woke up a second later. He blinked, thinking he saw the hunts girl looking down at him. But she vanished in literally, a blink of an eye. After about a minute, he felt boredom come on the rise. "Might as well figure out what the other buttons do." His face lightened up as the thoughts and possibilities that could happen. He ran over to the buttons, and chose wisely. This time, he picked middle row, two down. Nothing happened at first, then, he regretted ever wanting to press the buttons. Note to self, don't think playing with buttons is a good idea.