Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It or its characters. I really wish I did. That would totally make my life.

Jerry's POV

I can't believe a black dragon shot Rudy. Those people are awful. Their mean and disgusting; and that's coming from me!

"What's a black dragon? Who are they?" Jack asks.

"Only the worst people in the world." Kim replies.

"They go to Camp Dragon on the other side of the lake." Rudy says. "Campers from Karate Kamp have always had a rivalry with the campers from Camp Dragon. The biggest rivalry is between the Wasabi Cabin and the Black Dragon cabin. We've been fighting with them for ages."

"What do you mean a rivalry? I've been in Wasabi cabin for two weeks and I haven't even met a black dragon." Jack says.

"Oh you'll meet them! At the end of the summer, we have a final showdown with Camp Dragon. It's called the "Final Kick." It's kind of like a tournament between the camps and their cabins. We always face off against the Black Dragons." Rudy explains to Jack.

The rest of us have been to Karate Kamp before. This is Milton and Eddie's second year and Kim and I's third. Milton, Eddie, and I have all faced the Black Dragons before and they're scary yo!

"There's even a counselor competition. Rudy's won three years in a row." Kim adds.

"What do you have against them? You've never been in Wasabi Cabin? Jack asks Kim.

"I happen to have an enemy who used to be at Camp Dragon. She even dated a Black Dragon. Actually you know her, Jack. You took her to the summer dance!" Kim snaps back.

"Donna Tobin use to be a dragon!" Jack shouts.

"Are you surprised? She is pretty awful." Eddie says, butting into the conversation.

"Look guys. I think we have a really good chance of beating the Black Dragons at the Final Kick this year. We have Jack now and he's a black belt." Rudy says, interrupting our conversation about Tobin.

"I hear that they have a new guy this year and he's a black belt." I tell Rudy.

"If we just focus and work hard, we can do this." Rudy says.

"Rudy's right. We're going to beat the Black Dragons." Jack says.

"Sorry to interrupt this motivational speech, but do you know which one shot you? And shouldn't you tell the police that you saw a Black Dragon?" Milton says.

"I don't know which one it was but I told the police and they're questioning all of them. They said they would probably find out by next week." Rudy tells us.

"That's a really long time! What if the shooter comes back to camp?!" Jack says, kind of freaking out.

"Don't worry. They're cancelling camp for the next week. Everyone is supposed to go home for the week. Then everyone will come back next Saturday and everything will return to normal. Just think of it as a vacation from camp." Rudy says, making us all feel a lot safer.

"Wait. We're going home for a week? Like to our houses with our parents?" Jack asks, looking concerned.

"Yeah. That's the idea anyways. Is that a problem?" Rudy asks.

"Umm… No. It's f-fine. Everything's fine." Jack says. I can't help but look over at him. He looks really nervous about going home. Usually he looks brave and confident. Now he just looks scared.

Rudy tells us he wants to rest and we all leave. We head over to the white camp van. It's already one in the morning. Joan drives us back to camp and tells us to go back to our cabins and sleep. We're going home in the morning.

As we head down the hill, I run and catch up with Jack.

"Yo bro. What's going on? You were kind of freaking out when Rudy told us we're going home. It's only for a week. It's not that big of a deal." I say.

"It's nothing dude." Jack says.

Milton and Eddie are already in the cabin and Kim's far away going down the path to the girl cabins.

"I promise I won't tell anyone. I swear." I say.

"Like I said, it's nothing. I just really like camp and don't want to go home."

"Really? That's the biggest lie I've ever heard. Why don't you want to go home? What's the real reason?"

"My dad. That's why." Jack mumbles so I can barely hear him.

"Your dad? What does he do, beat you?" I say sarcastically.

"Yeah, he does." Jack says, walking away from me.

"Jack, wait up! I didn't mean it like that! My dad beat me too! I know what it's like."

Jack turns around and stops. I run and catch up with him.

I start talking. "Like I said, my dad would hurt me when I was little. My mom wasn't around to help. I couldn't make him stop. Someone finding out was probably the best thing that ever happened to me. I want to help you."

"You can help by staying out of it." Jack says and starts walking again.

"Why don't you stay with me for the week? My foster parents would be totally cool with it. Then you wouldn't have to see your dad."

"That's actually a really good idea Jerry!" Jack tells me.

"Whooooo!" I yell.

We head into the cabin. Eddie and Milton are already asleep in their bunks. Jack and I head to bed. Maybe this whole week off won't be awful.

Jack's POV

I walk through the front door. I'm already late coming home from Karate. That's the second time this week. Dad's going to kill me.

I try to sneak up stairs without him noticing. I almost reach the stairs when I hear him yell.

"Jackson Brewer! Get in here right now!"

I slowly stumble into the living room. He's holding a beer in his hand. There's four more bottles on the floor.

"Why are you late?!" He yells at me.

"I'm sorry! It won't happen again! I promise!"

"That's what you said last time." He slaps me across the face.

"I think it's time I teach you another lesson." He says.

He kicks me and I fall to the ground. He keeps punching me and cursing at me.

"It's all your fault! You're the reason your mother died!" He yells at me.

I'm trying not to cry. He picks up one of the empty beer bottles and throws it at me. The glass shatters and cuts my skin. I'm bleeding. I can't help it anymore and start to cry. That's one thing I never do… cry.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault."

"Jack! Wake up dude!" Jerry shouts at me, waking me up.

"Are you okay? You kept screaming." Eddie says.

"Umm… yeah. Just a bad dream." I say. I stand up.

It's a dream I've had before. I look down at my arm. There's still a scar from the broken glass. It's always going to be there, there to remind me of him.

"Yo, ready to go? Jerry asks as I finish packing.

"Yeah. Let's go." I say.

This will be a good week. No dad, No drama. Just a little bit of a vacation. I wish Kim lived in LA. She lives in Seaford which is 7 hours north of Los Angeles. I have to go all week without seeing her.

I just hope my dad won't figure out. If he knew we had the week off and I didn't come home, he would flip. I look down at the scar again. Please don't find out.

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