Could it be? I uploaded another chapter? Yes I did! Better late than never! Ok, so this is probably going to be more intense than the last chapter, not language or violence wise, but certain people discover somethings...well it's just one person and they discover one thing, but anywho :P Here it is!

Wolvmbm: Why/how are her friends weird? Secondly...it's just one kid, and she does know! She found out when Fu blabbed! Fitz is supposed to be that way, he's smart but socially, he's akward around people. Which make it hard for him to make friends. Thanks! And the reason why Bridge doesn't ask Trixie or Spud is explained in this chapter :) Oh yeah. they're definetly both to blame...that's a fact :P Thanks, and I hope you enjoy the chapter!

Luiz4200: Nope, not Spud ;) Fu could, and might...but with other info. I don't know about that...Fu seems really loyal, so bribery might not work for something more substantial. We'll see how acquainted she is with them more in my Spies story. But it's not that close of a relationship. Enjoy the chapter!

GG: Thanks! [facepalm] wow...I don't believe I didn't catch that :P Well, I used it here! I'm not quite sure about the last name...I think it was mentioned in passing sometime, but people have taken liberties with that, and Jake, Jake was heads over heels in love, I don't think he would have figured it out back then :P Bridgette just asked the right people. Enjoy the chapter!

This is surprising: no one guessed it :P Well, you'll find out! Hope everyone enjoys this, and thank you to all those that faved, put me and/or the story on your alerts, and all of you that have commented, as well as all of you silent readers! If you have any questions, ask away! I have absolutely no problem in answering it!


==The next morning.

Jen woke up, and wondered where in the world she was, considering the unfamiliar surroundings. She then realized that her daughter was sleeping on her, and everything came flooding back. She smiled, hoping that yesterday night's hug from her daughter hadn't been a crazy spur of the moment thing. Jen then started to wake her daughter up, mainly because she couldn't get up herself without waking Bridge up.

"Morning sweetheart." Jen shook her gently.

Bridge's eyes fluttered open, and then she yelped and jumped back as she realized who had been her comfortable pillow. "What-what's going on?"

"You fell asleep on me, remember? You had a nightmare, and I comforted you, you can relax, no need to worry."

"Oh, sorry about that." Bridge grinned embarrassed.

"Oh sweetheart! You don't need to apologize! Everyone has their ups and downs, and you shouldn't be reprimanded for that." Jen grinned at her, keeping her distance. She would not try to force herself on Bridge again.

Bridge once again surprised Jen by hugging her. "I'm sorry if I seemed rude...I just don't know how to act with you around...I just get uncomfortable, and I'm not much of a hugger, but I'm slowly getting there."

Jen deepened the hug, feeling happy. "No need to apologize." She breathed.

"Sorry for breaking up this emotional scene, but what you are going to be reprimanded for, is for getting to school late." Jake smirked.

"Shit!" Bridge jumped up and rushed around, getting her stuff ready.

After some minutes of chaos, in which Jake and Jen calmly sat down in the kitchen sipping their coffees, Bridge slid down the stairs.

"Alright, I'm going out now!" Bridge said.

"Hold on a second. You have training after school. At four, sharp! Knight will also be there, so try to get there on time?"

"At four! But that means I only get one hour with my friends!" Bridge exclaimed.

"Consider yourself lucky, Gramps used to make me come directly after school." Jake warned. "Do you prefer that?"

"Nah, I'm good. See ya!" And with that, she bolted out.

==At school

"Guys, there has to be someone that knows who my dad would have dated in middle school!" Bridge was trying to convince Fitz and Art to help her. She decided to keep James out of this, mainly just in case it ended up having to do with magical stuff. She would heed her dad's words for now.

"My parents would, but they might tattle to your dad, then you'd be in trouble." Art sighed, shaking her head. "Plus, I don't see them dishing their old friend out."

"I've got it! You could ask some of your dad's other old friends!" Fitz exclaimed.

"Nah, that won't work, they would all be the same as Art's parents. Plus, we don't want to bring attention to ourselves." Bridge replied dejectedly.

"How about a teacher? They went to the same school we did!" Art said.

"That's true! They would know! Hmm, who should we ask?" Bridge asked, forming a plan.

"We could ask Mrs. Norman?" Fitz asked.

"Ok, just ask her something to do with the age of the school, you're new here, so you'd be more inconspicuous." Bridge planned out.

"Sounds good, here comes Prince Charming. We'll catch you later girl." Art said, waving at the lovestruck girl.

"Hey Bridge. Did your dad calm down a bit on the whole topic of us dating?" James jabbed, after having shared a kiss.

"Totally, he now has given up on the torture chamber, but he's still keen on having you dangling from a cliff, and questioning you, nothing major." Bridge grinned.

"Ouch, your dad could rival some of the people at my mom's organization!" James whistled, pretending to be afraid.

Bridge laughed. "Oh dear, my dad might be overprotective, but I'm sure he won't ever get to that point."

"I hope not."

==Some minutes later, Mythology.

"Well, Ms. Long, I must say, this has been a record two days for you! If you're trying to get me to raise your marks, you can try a different tack, because this one won't work. That doesn't mean I want you to come late however." Mrs. Norman said, smirking.

"Heh heh, thanks. Oh, don't worry, I'm sure I'll keep it up." Bridge replied, sitting in her seat, wanting to disappear.

"Oh, Mrs. Norman! I'm curious, how old is this school?" Fitz asked, raising his hand in the air.

"This school? Hmm, some fifty years or so." Mrs. Norman replied. Since there were still some minutes before class, they had time for some free talk on such a random subject.

"Cool! So, who's the teacher that's been here the longest?" Fitz asked, appearing astounded.

"I guess it would be Mr.-"

"Principal Professor !" Came the voice on the PA system.

Mrs Norman rolled her eyes, to the humour of all the kids in there. "Principal Professor Rotwood has been here for the longest."

"Cool, thanks." Fitz said, finishing the conversation.

"Any specific nature for your question Mr. Jones?"

"Nah, curiosity." Fitz replied, shrugging his shoulders

==Lunch time.

Bridgette made her way to the office, and asked to speak to the Principal. She was soon ushered in, where she saw a gray haired man with very little hair, and with the little hair he did have, he used to spread it all over his head, in an attempt to create the illusion of having much hair. He also had ridiculous expression, and a heavy accent.

"Vell? How mai Ay help yu?" Rotwood asked.

"Hi, I'm Bridgette Long-"

"Ms. Long? As een Jacob Long's daughter? Vell, thees ees a surprise. Vo deed he end up managing to marrie? Rather, vo vas the poor soul that mothered yu?"

"Erm that I'm not quite sure. I don't know who she is, she ran away after I was born." Bridge replied.

"Eh, Ay knew that theere could not be a voman vo managed to stay vith Long for long." Rotwood smirked, his displeasure showing.

" You see, I'm trying to find her. So it would help me greatly if you could tell me who my dad dated in middle school?"

"Vo deed he date? Hmm, let me look een the yearbook, it vould help me." Rotwood did just that, coming back to sit down with the book. Bridgette went around to look over his shoulder.

"Ok, so who do you think?" Bridge asked.

"Hmm, from the top of mein head, I can only think of two people. This Danika Honeycutt, and vat vas her name? Ah yes, Rose Killdragonosa, he vas head over heels for her. But she vas out of hees league, nothing in common. Left suddenly for no apparent reason."

Bridge hadn't ever heard of any of the two women. She saw one was a dark haired girl, with eyes dark as her hair. Another girl, she was a blond with bright blue eyes. Her eyes narrowed in realization. The girl had blue eyes, she had blue eyes. That much was very clear. She suddenly felt a bit dizzy. "Thanks for this, Mr. Rotwood." Bridge said, running from the room.

"IT'S PRINCIPAL PROFESSOR ROTWOOD!" He yelled after her.

== Cafeteria

Bridgette got to the cafeteria, and saw her friends being accosted by the one person she didn't want to deal with: Amy.

"So Long, you think being pale, and looking like you're about to vomit will get you out of being ridiculed by me? Didn't your mom ever tell you that it's not nice to lie to people?" Amy stopped for a second and then looked like she realized something. "Oh, that's right, you don't have a mother."

"She will! Her dad is dating Jen Phillips." Fitz exclaimed, getting Bridge to cringe at that idea. She never had thought of it that way.

"No way is your dad dating Jen Phillips?" Amy scoffed. "I mean, your dad can date whoever he wants, but I'm surprised that after she saw you she didn't run for the hills! Or did she not meet you yet? Better keep holding that meeting off until later, else she's going to drop your father faster than a speeding train.

"Just leave us along Morton! Before you get more of Friday!" Art threatened, raising her fist up again.

"Puh-lease! Leave it off! So, no teacher to lecture me here Long, so you can drop the sick girl act, and fight back." Amy snorted.

"Well, then, what should I consider myself? A supervisor? Or a totally annoying bitch? Ms Morton, you are getting on my nerves." Mrs. Norman cleared her throat.

Amy blanched. "Mrs. Norman! Heh heh, we were just joking around."

"Principal's office, now!"

"Yes ma'am."

As Amy left, Mrs. Norman sized Bridgette up. She looked pale and sick. "Ms. Long, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I just need some fresh air." Bridgette nodded, going for the door. Her two friends followed her out.

"So girl, what's up? Did you find out her name?" Art asked, once they were out of earshot.

"Yeah, I think I did. Her name is Rose Killdragonosa." Bridge spat the name out, like it was some revolting thing.

"Killdragonosa...that sounds like kill dragons, you don't think?" Fitz asked.

"Yeah, that's the whack part that's got me worried. You think you can search it up Art?" Bridge turned to her best friend.

"Been there, done that girl. Ok, nothing on your mysterious woman, but there is a Thomas Killdragonosa? I found some hidden files for some ownership documents, maybe he's related? It's one of those big mansions just out of the city." Art read off the page, and then formulated a plan, "want to go check it out after school?"

"Sure that sounds like a good idea."

==At the address.

"Ok, so, who wants to go inside?" Bridge asked.

"Wouldn't you want to go inside? You're the one who wants to confront her!" Fitz replied getting confused.

"Boy, do you seriously want me to smack you? We have to find out what kind of place this is, before we go all crazy and break in!" Art said, exasperated.

"Alright! I'll just go and ask to use the bathroom." He shrugged, getting up from their hiding spot.

"They aren't really going to fall for that boy's crazy antics are they?" Art asked, not sounding convinced at all.

And yet, after a couple of minutes, Fitz was in. He came back out after a while, looking weirded out.

"Dude! The place was crawling with Huntsdudes! They guy made me keep my head down, but I peeked."

"Say WHAT! That place is the Huntsclan Headquarters? But, that means that the woman-"

"Is part of the Huntsclan...ouch." Art finished her friend's sentence

"I'm so confused!" Bridge exclaimed. "My dad has really weird tastes in women! First a dragon killer, now a fashion designer that knows about the magical world? What's next, a strigoi?"

"That would be hilarious! So, what are you going to do about it?" Fitz asked.

"I'm going to keep quiet about this. Then, I'll spring this on dad one day, and maybe he'll tell me the truth about her. Then, I can go in and kill her! An eye for an eye, she kills magical creatures, I kill her."

"It'll just make everyone blind. Who do you think she is, in the Huntsclan?" Art sighed, wishing her friend would just give up on this.

"Probably not someone high up like the Huntress or anything like that, they're the most dedicated, and not likely to want to have any social life, especially not with a dragon! Shit! I'm going to be late for my dragon training! Come on!" Bridge exclaimed.

They all jumped up on their boards and fled the place.

==Lao Shi's Shop

"Wow dragon, you really should get Bridge to be more punctual." Violet smirked, looking at the clock which was now pointing at ten past four.

"You know what? You can just shove your punctuality-" Jake got interrupted by a staff trained on him.

"Watch it dragon, I'm not that kind and lenient." Violet growled, her mask now reflecting her mood.

"Uh, am I interrupting something?" Bridge asked, in the doorway of the backroom.

"Bridgette! Why are you late?" Jake asked, firm.

"I was just hanging with my friends!" Bridge defended herself, albeit a bit poorly.

"Doesn't matter. Anyway, let's get started training."

Jake and Bridge dragoned up, and they defended themselves against Knight, who was more pissed at Jake, and wanting to hurt him, but at the same time, didn't want to hurt her niece.

They continued training late in the afternoon. Then, when evening fell, they decided to start patrolling the city. Jake offered to give Knight a ride on his back, since Bridge was as of yet, incapable of carrying so much weight due to being inexperienced. Knight just growled at him and got on her hoverboard. Lao Shi and Fu Dog also accompanied them, for back up.

==Central Park

Hunter was excited. His first mission, and it wasn't with just anyone. To his side, he had the Huntress, Huntsgirl, Huntsboy, as well as his mother, the Huntswoman, all the big names, he hoped he would make a good impression on them, and not embarrass them.

"When are they coming?" He asked impatiently.

"Patience, the Unicorns are coming right... now." His mother replied, just as a stampede came at them.

He and the others went out, hoping to catch some unicorns, but were stopped by a group of three dragons, a dog, and a woman in a grotesque mask.

The dragons attacked. Jake went after the Huntress, Knight got with Huntsgirl, Huntsboy and Huntswoman were against Lao Shi and Fu Dog, while Bridge was with Hunter.

"Dragon! It'll be my pleasure to kill you!" Hunter growled, hoping for an easy kill.

"I'll give you that pleasure Hunter, when you manage to beat me and capture me!" The dragon jabbed at him. Both physically and metaphorically.

"So princess, is that the best you can do?" He asked, as he himself used his staff to attack and defend himself without breaking a sweat.

"Keep dreaming. You idiot."

"Oh I will! I'll be dreaming of your hide on my wall!"

They kept at it, until Huntswoman stated "Hunter, let's get out of here."

"Till next time, princess."

"You keep practising, you might just get 10 meters closer to me, Huntsidiot." Bridge joked. "So how did I do?" She asked, once the Huntsclan had left.

"You did great Bridge! First time I fought them, I was in my trunks." Jake chuckled.

"Wow dad, you're full of surprises. I'm sure they loved it." Bridge said.

Jake sighed. "You have no idea." But he wasn't referring to whether or not the Huntsclan loved seeing him in his undies. He was referring to the amount of surprises, more like shocking secrets, he had.


Yep, Rotwood dishes it out! Still the same annoying idiot, and sorry about the accent, I'm NOT in any way whatsoever trying to make fun or anything about the accent, it's merely for entertainment purposes :)

So, next chapter...hmmm, I'm banking on by one week later, ergo, next monday :)

No snippet here, sorry :P might give too much away :S

Hope everyone enjoyed!