Chapter Two: The potion.
"Grandpa, do you know what the hell that thing is?" Ben asked.
"Language Ben."
"Sorry. Do you know what the heck that thing is?"
Max sighed. "No, I don't."
I wonder where that thing is going. Whatever, I just hope we get there soon. Ben thought.
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Man it's a long flight to downtown Jake thought irritably.
"We're almost there." Grandpa said.
"Gotcha' G"
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5 minutes later.
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"Look, there it is." Jake yelled.
He and Grandpa flew toward the warehouse. They crashed through the roof. "Yo Huntsgirl, put that orb down."
"Make me dragon."
"Fine."
Huntsgirl came running at Jake. When she was about a two feet away from him she jumped up and landed behind Jake. (A\N Sorry, Fight scenes aren't exactly my forte.) She pulled out a bottle, pouring its contents on Jake. Grandpa rushed over and kicked her, sending her flying across the room.
"We'll see you again, dragons." Huntsmaster said and ran over to Huntsgirl. He pulled out his staff, and they disappeared.
"Ooooooooookay." Jake drawled out. "That was weird. And way to easy." He thought about the stuff that Huntsgirl poured on him. He was going to ask Grandpa about it, but Grandpa interrupted
"Well, at least they didn't get the orb of malorfis" (A\N Sorry if that's spelled wrong.)
"Yeah your right." Jake agreed, the vile forgotten. (A\N You know that vile is going to be important later in the story, and if you don't, then you're an idiot.) The two were about to fly out of the warehouse when a giant red creature with four arms jumped in front of them.
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"Did you give him the potion Huntsgirl?" Huntsmaster asked
"Yes Huntsmaster."
"Good. Now we wait."
"How long?"
"Do not worry, we will approach them soon."
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Jake dodged another one of the creature's punches. "Will you stop long enough for us to talk?" He yelled in irritation.
"Why should I?" The creature asked. He was still in an attack pose but he wasn't punching at them anymore, which was a good thing.
"Because we don't want to hurt you."
"What makes you think you can hurt me."
Jake growled in frustration and decided to change the subject. "Anyway, who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"If I answer you will you answer me?"
"Maybe."
"Okay. Me and him are dragons. And we're the good guys. The guys who just ran off are the bad guys. They hunt magical creatures and kill them, and they won't hesitate to kill a human if they get in the way. We protect the magical creatures and the humans from the Huntsclan. Now who are you?"
The creature opened its mouth to speak but was interrupted by a beeping noise. "My name is Fourarms and I really have to go now." He said and ran off.
Jake was about to run after him but Grandpa put a hand on his shoulder.
"Let him go." He said simply and flew off. Jake took a step back hesitantly, and then turned around and flew off.
When they got back to the shop he asked his Grandpa if he knew what the Huntsclan wanted with the orb of malorfis.
"I do not know young one. After their last plan was foiled last time, I thought they would stop going after it. But do not worry, Fu dogg and I will find out what the Huntsclan was after."
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"That was a close one." Ben said as he jumped in the RV. "Grandpa, did you hear the conversation?"
"Yes."
"What do you think?"
"I think the usual. People see something that they can't explain so they think it's bad. But when you were talking with them they didn't sound bad at all."
"I agree." Ben said. But there was something familiar about him…
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Next day. 4:00 p.m.
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"So do you know where you want to go?" Sam asked.
"Not the foggiest clue." Danny answered.
"Hey let's go in there." She pointed out an electronic\antique store named, 'Second time around'
"E-lec-tron-ics." Tucker said in a zombie-like trance. "Hurry up, hurry up, HURRY UP!" Tucker yelled, pushing the other two into the store.
"Hello, welcome to second time around. Never had a costumer and probably never will." The last part was said so quietly Danny wasn't sure if the person actually said it or if he was imagining it. "Danny? What are you doing here?"
He looked up at the counter and was surprised to see Jake standing there. "I could ask you the same thing."
"My Grandpa owns the store."
"Awesome." Sam said from behind Danny. "How much is that." She asked, pointing at a Black pearl necklace that had a sign beside it that said 'genuine black pearls'.
Jake looked at it and whistled. "That thing does not come cheap. But today is your lucky day; everything in the whole store is half off. So in total, including tax, it will be about nine-hundred and twenty-five dollars."
"Okay, I'll take it."
"Jake, gramps wants to talk to you." A voice yelled from the back of the store.
"I'll be there in a minute. We have costumers."
"Okay, but he won't be happy."
"Okay so the necklace actually turns out to be a little cheaper then I thought. In total it will be nine-hundred and fifteen dollars and fifty-two cents."
"Okay here you go, keep the change." Sam said and handed Jake ten one-hundred dollar bills.
"Are you sure? You'd be losing eighty-four forty-eight."
"Yeah I'm sure." Sam turned toward her two friends "Okay I'm ready to go, how about you two?"
"Aww. I don't wanna leave." Tucker whined.
"Too bad. I made reservations at a restaurant and if we don't leave now we'll be late."
Tucker looked torn. "Food. Electronics. Food. Electronics." He sighed. "Food."
"Jake, gramps wants you to get back here now." The voice from the back of the store said.
"Okay, I'll see y'all later." Jake said and ran to the back of the store.
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Same day. 8:00 p.m.
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"So Grandpa, do you think those so-called dragons will show up again?"
"I don't know Ben. I really don't know."
Ben sighed. "I'm going for a run." Before Grandpa Max could say anything, Ben turned the omnitrix to XLR8 and slammed down on the watch. When he was done transforming, he ran out of the RV and started to, well, run. "New York city is awesome!" He yelled in the familiar raspy voice of XLR8.
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Next day. 8:00 a.m.
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"What is it Grandpa, you sounded urgent on the phone." Jake said as he walked to the back of his Grandpa's shop.
"Jake, I believe I have found out who Fourarms is." Grandpa said. "What? How did you find out?" Jake asked.
"Simple, earlier this morning I went back to the warehouse and found out that Fourarms snagged a piece of his shirt on a stray wire. I took the piece of cloth and brought it back to Fu dogg and got him to make me a search potion."
"What's a search potion?"
"You take an item from somebody (A\N Clothing, jewelry, pens, etc.) and you put the item in the search potion and then it will tell you the name of the owner and give you a picture of the owner and tell you where the owner is." Fu dogg answered.
"So who is Fourarms? What does he look like? Where is he?"
"His name is Ben Tennyson,here is a picture, and he's staying at a hotel on Main St."
Jake looked down at the picture and his eyes widened in surprise. "So what are we going to do?"
"Nothing. I just need to keep tabs on all magical creatures so I will know where they are in case they are in trouble."
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"The potion should start working soon, Huntsmaster." Huntsgirl said. "Good. Huntsgirl do you remember your promise?" Huntsmaster asked. "Yes, no matter who the American dragon is in human form I will kill him." Huntsgirl answered.
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Same day. 11:55 p.m.
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"Jacob Lucas Long! You are late again!" Susan (Jake's mom.) yelled as soon as Jake walked through the door.
"I'm sorry mom, dragon business."
"I am getting tired of my dad dragging you along on these dragon missions and keeping you up all night."
"But mom, it's for the greater good of the magical creatures. And it's not all night, it's only midnight."
"I know, I just worry about you."
"I know you do mom. And it's not like I ... aaaaaaggghh." Jake groaned.
"Jake, are you okay?"
He tried to answer but couldn't speak. The pain was agonizing. Black was swimming around the edge of his vision. The last thing he saw before he passed out was his mom's worried face.
