"The American Dragon is gone!" announced Andam loudly as he entered the main hall of the Isle of Draco. It was a bright morning.

"Oh my God!" bursted out Fu with a look of disbelief. "How?! Do you think he had an accomplice?!"

"Fu, cut it out," hissed Lao Shi at him.

Klude sneered. "Congratulations, Lao Shi. Your grandson is now officially a criminal. That's the kind of proof you and Sun Park wanted, right?"

„你们这些愚蠢自大的猴子.." began Lao Shi angrily, but Omina stopped him before it could get nasty.

"We have already sent dragons to find Jake Long, though we are not neglecting the fact that he is still a minor..."

"Which means, that as his dragon master it should me being held responsible for his actions," said Lao Shi firmly.

"Well, in that case, we're still looking for him because he is a lost dragon," said Andam and clapped his hands. "We have to find him as soon as possible, for his own good, and for the good of the United States of America."

Fu gaped at him as if he has never seen anyone that stupid in his entire life, and decided to do the smart thing and leave the room. Lao Shi looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end he decided to follow Fu.

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New York

"Okay," said Haley cheerfully. "A philosopher named Socrates had an idea that no one is really evil, that everyone only does the things they think are good, without knowing they're not... why do you need to know this again?"

Jake carefully drew aside the curtains covering the window and looked out of it. "Well, don´t you think it's, like, really interesting?"

"Of course it is, not for you though. Jake, I skipped my Music class just because you said this was important, and now we´re stuck here in a room with no light on and a printing machine. In my school. What's up? Where were you yesterday? Mum was worried..."

"I've already went to tell her I'm alright. For how long has this Sokra-guy been dead?"

"Hm... about two thousand years... and a half... and something."

"You have something more up to date?"

"Well, there's the Baum test, in which you're supposed to draw a tree - Jake, stop looking out of that window, it's really freaking me out!"

Jake smiled, but there was some nervousness in it. "What is freaking you out, sis? Can't I just watch the summer nature?"

Haley threw her hands in the air. „I can't decide if the FBI is gonna burst in here or if you have few hours to live and you just enjoy the view. So stop it!"

Jake looked at her, didn´t answer, sat on the old printing machine and took one of the many papers in the room, along with the pen Haley gave him. His dragon eyes were glowing in the dark. "So, you said a tree?"

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Two men, each frowning and dressed in old-fashioned clothes, walked in the class in Fillmore High School.

"Students," addressed professor Rotwood, "as you can see, we have visitors. Those gentlemen are mister John and mister Smith and they would like to ask you a few questions."

"Pff, mister John and mister Smith?" smirked Trixie as she leaned towards Spud. "That sounds likely."

"Actually, we merely wish to sepak with Miss Carter and mister Spudinski," announced Smith.

Trixie and Spud glanced at each other in puzzlement.

"Do you happen to know why your friend, Jake Long, is not at school today?" asked John after they have gone to the corridor. He was even showing them Jake's photo, probably in case they've forgotten what he looks like.

"No idea, dude," said Spud in a friendly manner. "Could be the flu that has been flying around."

"No, he isn't sick."

"That's good. Wait..."

"How do you know he isn't sick?" questioned Trixie with narrowed eyes.

John pulled out a pocket notebook. "I assume you two are aware of the fact that your friend is - sorry, was - the American Dragon?"

"Ehm... yes?" answered Trixie uncertainly. "Wait, no, no, I changed my mind. What, dragon?"

John started noting down. "Great, we have another crime. Exposing the existence of magical world to two humans. That and the escape will keep him with us for a few years..."

"We're not supposed to know about it?!" exclaimed Spud. "Oh! That actually explains a lot..."

"We found out about it by accident," blurted out Trixie to save things a little. "Jake... doesn't know we know... ?"

"Of course he doesn't, Miss Carter..."

Meanwhile, Rose was hiding behind the lockers and listening in terror to what they were saying.

"This isn't good," she whispered. Then she pulled out a cellphone from her pocket and quickly typed in a message for Jake.

I HOPE YOU'RE NOT IN THE CITY ANYMORE. IT´S NOT SAFE. HG

"Okay, that will be all, you can come back to your class," said Smith to Trixie and Spud.

"Can we take the picture?" asked Spud and pointed at Jake's photo which was being held by Smith.

"Why?" asked John, Smith and Trixie all at once.

Spud shrugged. "I think he'll want it once he comes back."

Trixie punched his arm angrily. "Spudinski!"

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Jake nervously ran a hand through his hair as he read the message he just got from Rose. He glanced around the small room in Haley's school he was still hiding in.

When Haley came back from lunch, she was also holding a phone in her hand. "Jake? Why did Sun just call me to say that all the American Dragon responsibilities are now my responsibilities for an indefinite period? ... Jake?"

But everything there was left of her brother was a picture of a tree and an open window.