A Chained Dragon

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- Yes, I will add flash backs (not this chapter)

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Abby pressed 'send'.

"Done! The message has been sent, 'Kur Saturday is on the loose! Catch him and restrain him to a highly guarded confinement when caught.' How does that sound, Vanny?"

All she heard was glass breaking.

She turned around to see Van Rook stomping on a picture of Doc and Zak(human).

"Still jealious, I see." Abby muttered.

"Who asked you!?"

Abby firmly placed a hand on his shoulder. "Vanny, please take my womanly advice and-GET OVER IT! Your still obsessing over her for like..." counts fingers. "a really long time! She's married to a rich guy and has a kid! There is no way in hell she'll come back to you!"

The mercinary wasn't sure to bitch slap her or cower from her. Instead he backed away from her, like she had a seizure.

"Cool it lady! Your making your face all wrinkling and stuff."

An explosion took place. The wall crumbled, revealing the Saturday family, minus dragon.

"Oh, really? I thought those were her dimples." Doyle smirked.

Abby reached for something behind her back. "Very funny, sweet heart." She pulled out a lazer gun and shot randomly.

Van Rook yanked the gun away from her. "Hey, hey, hey! Don't randomly shot! That's wasting bullets. That's coming out of your pay."

Abby yanked the gun back.

"I don't pay you to disrepect me!"

"You don't pay me at all!"

Van Rook threw his concussion grenades at the charging family. "I forgot about that."

Doyle jumped out of the way. "That the best you got?"

"No. I got even better." The man pulled out the naga artifact a.k.a the kur-tector. "My apprentice sent a distress call to your friends."

Abby charged a blast in her energy gun. "Lets just say, it'll be one heck of a party." Abby shot the ceiling.

It crumbled down between the enemies.

"Tata!" Just as Abby and Van Rook were about to fly out the broken window, something over shadowed them.

The kur-tector, Van Rook held glowed with a light that could blind.

They looked up to see a very large cryptid: Kur.

Zak's eyes glowed. The orange had a tint of red, his crimson slit stood out even more. He bared his fangs, ready to bite.

Van Rook's jaw dropped. "Is that the Saturday boy?"

Abby attempted to pet his head. "H-hi Zaky! I-I heard something happened to you a-and I-"

He roared. The shock wave that emitted sent them flying.

They grunted in pain, as they made contact with the wall.

Zak lashed out his tail, pinning them to the wall.

Van Rook slipped one arm out. "That won't work! Dragon or not, your still a defensly little baby." The mercernary pulled out a knife and stabbed his tail, only for the knife to snap in half.

Zak growled feircly, the end of his muzzle, which I remind has sabor-tooth tiger fangs, near Van Rook's face.

He chuckled sheepishly. "I, um, didn't mean to... er."

He roared, sound waves crushing him, the wall began to crack.

"Okay! I yeild!"

The moment he stopped the waves, the man fainted.

Doc and Drew, followed by Doyle, finally made it through the debrees and saw their enemies crushed against the wall.

"Wow." Doyle muttered. "Mini-man got vicious."

Doc glared at him. "He did for justice."

Doyle raised his hands in defense. "Hey! I accept him now! I'm just stating the facts."

Drew put an arm on her husbands shoulder. "He didn't mean it, the way it sound."

Doyle was waving a hand in Van's face. "Uh, hello? Are you concious?"

"No. He's not concious. Your monster of a son, knocked him unconcious."

Drew pointed her sword in her face. "You don't talk!"

"And what are you going to do if I do? Sic your new pet on me?" She spat.

Drew glared. "Don't talk about my son like that." She growled.

"Your son? Looks like a dragon to me. Unless something happened to him, which might have been completly your fault."

Drew forced back tears. A certain sentence echoed in her head.

"I should have never gone to that excavation!"

Her sword glowed brightly. "I don't need Zak to finsh you off, when I can do it myself."

Abby gasped in pain.

They saw, Zak's tail was squishing her.

"C-call him off." She squecked, everything going black.

"Zak! Stop!" Drew shouted.

He did so.

He peeled his tail off, both falling to the floor. He snaked his tail around them, holding them.

He gave a look that said, "What do we do with them?"

Doc pulled out some rope. "Lets tie them up first, then we gather supplies and leave the premises. I got a feeling, they called the other scientists."

The door slammed open.

Two green blurs stepped in and so did a tall tan one.

Not gonna say a thing...

Yes, Zak has a range of new abilities in dragon form! He is also stronger and something to be feared.

Please review! No flames! I had to deal with a flamer last chapter. (I admit, I spazzed) What is it about 'No' you don't get? Don't like, don't read! My fic, my rules! I don't care what you think! I only care about the people who do like it! God! I swear!