Chapter 12: An Ending

Chapter title is self explanatory x)

I dialed Trish's number, and waited for her to answer. Trish gave me her number the day I came to New York. She said if I ever needed help, to call her. I think at this point in time, I really needed some help. Plus, she was the only person that I had in my phone that I could call.

Tears started to flow down my face. Not only was I sad, I was terrified.

Terrified of what my Aunt and Uncle are going to do with me. Smacking me in the face was only a small doze, of what they could do…

After three dial tones, someone answered the phone. "Hello this is the Missouri Homeless Sanctuary, this is Trish speaking…" said the lady on the phone. It was very obvious, that it was Trish.

I was still crying, though I was trying not to. But the tears kept on flowing down. My words began to break apart, as I spoke to her. "Trish…this is Morocc-a…" I started to make out. "From…New York…"

"Oh honey I remember you. What's wrong?" She said, sounding a bit concerned.

I wasn't sure how to put this down nicely. So I sniffled once more, and tried to say it the best way I could say it. "My Aunt and Uncle are trying…to steal my insurance fund, the one my parents gave me. And I'm really scared to go back...and I don't know what to do…" I started to cry out more.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you in any way…?" Trish asked. Though either it was very obvious, or she has been through this situation before….

I sniffled again, this time speaking a bit clearly. "He only hit me, but I got away before he could anything else." Once again, my tears didn't stop. They started to pour down more and more now. "You have to help me; I don't want to live here anymore. I'll live at the shelter, anything. Just please get me out of here!"

Trish hushed me on the phone. "Its okay honey. You stay where you are; all contact the offices in New York for you okay?"

"Okay…" I wiped off my face.

"I will call you back in about twenty minutes…"

This happened two days ago. It was now Monday morning. I entered into Millard Fillmore Middle School, for the last time. I went in extra early, to check myself out of the school. Now, I walked down the hallway, staring at the walls. Even though I only went here for 5 days, I still wanted to keep memories.

After a long walk through the hallway, I went to my locker. I grabbed all my notebooks and pencils, and stuffed them into my book bag. Then when it was completely empty, I headed out the school exits.

I was pacing down the stairs quite fast, as I wanted to get out as soon as I could. I didn't want Jake, Trixie, and/or Spud to see me. I hate having to say good-bye. Especially when I won't see them ever again, so I prayed to myself I wouldn't see them.

I waited at the stop, for a new government agent. This person was going to take me back to my Aunt and Uncle's house, to get my stuff. I was a bit nervous to go back, after not being there for two days. But with my government agent person companying me, at least they couldn't do anything more.

And of course, the agent was taking forever. I tapped my toes, waiting patiently for this dude to show up. And with my luck, my worse nightmare happens. As I look over, I see Jake, Trixie, and Spud walking down the sidewalk. The three of them spotted me staying on the edge of the sidewalk, and started to walk over. Guess I couldn't leave, without telling them why.

"Hey Morocca," Spud said to me.

"What are you doing at the bus stop?" Jake asked me.

I bent down my head, but then pulled it back up to face them. "Actually, I'm going. Today will be my last day in New York…"

"What!?" Trixie said, with her jaw dropping. Jake and Spud's jaw seemed to drop too.

"You're not leaving because of your, dragon thing are you?" Jake asked me. I giggled a bit, shaking my head no.

"Well, let's just say, my Aunt and Uncle, aren't the best people to live with…" I said. I didn't want to give them every detail, as it wasn't their business to know…

"Well, where are you going then?" Spud asked me.

"Actually, I'm moving to Canada. Guess I have some family up in Ontario that agreed to take me in. And I actually found out, that their all dragons there too. Maybe I can train there more, and become the…Canadian Dragon?" I looked at them, and giggled a bit.

A had a bit of an urge, to do something I normally wouldn't do. You know me, touch-o-phobic. But I felt like, I needed to do it. I went over, and hugged Jake. "Thank you Jake," I said, hugging him. It was a little hug, so big deal. I then let go of him, and stared in front of the group. "All of you, for everything. If I wouldn't have met you guys, I probably would have never discovered this 'gift'."

"No problem. And anytime you need some dragon tips, feel free to visit the Amdrag here in America." Jake said, winking at me. I started to laugh, once more.

I looked over, to see a black car driving up to the sidewalk. "Well, that's my ride. I really am going to miss you guys." I said, and it was the truth. The three of them waved up their hands, saying their 'good-byes' to me. Then I hopped into the front seat, and drove to my Aunt's house.

I looked over at the driver; I'm guessing he's the government agent. He was huge, wearing a black suit with matching black sunglasses. He looked over at me, probably noticed that I was staring at him. "Stan Josh," He spoke, in a cool deep voice. "So right now we are going to get your stuff from your…Uncle's house. Then I will personally take you to the airport." I nodded my head, and then he continued to drive.

The school wasn't that far from their house, so we arrived at their driveway fairly soon. I stepped out, wishing I didn't have to walk in. But then Stan Josh walked out the car, standing behind me. With this guy havin' my back, I think I'll be okay!!

I entered into the house, shaking a bit. I looked over at the couch. There sat both my and Aunt and Uncle, giving me dirty looks. My agent guy pulled down his sunglasses, giving them an eye. I guess it was his own way, saying don't mess with us. After that, he and I ran up the stairs.

I didn't have a lot to pack up, as most of it was still on the floor. I threw in my clothes and books inside my backpack, and stared at the room. Probably the last time I would ever see it, so I got a good look at it. Oh okay, that's enough of that! I walked out the room, heading into the hallway.

Right there, stood Sammie. He nudged my shoulder, as he walked on by. "Bye!" I said, in a happy tone. Though, normally I would never talk to him that way.

"Whatever," He said, walking down the hallway more.

I turned around, and thought of one last thing, I could do for him. "Hey Sammie!" I called over to him. He turned around, and set his arms on his hips. "Catch!" I yelled. Then I blew out a fireball from my mouth, and threw it at him.

He opened up his arms, and caught it. WHAT AN IDOIT! He dropped it on the ground, screaming. "AHH HOT HOT!!" he yelled, stomping on the fireball.

Stan Josh had a shocked expression on his face. He probably didn't know what the heck was going on. And/or how I did that. "Okay, we can go now!" I said, making a fast turn, then down the stairs.

I looked over at my Aunt and Uncle, as I was halfway out the door. "Well, it's been nice knowing you! Well actually, it hasn't…" Were the last things I said to them. Then I stepped down the stairs, and joined Stan in the car. Then, we drove down to the airport, so I may get on the next flight to Ontario, Canada.

THE END!!!!

Yup, in the end, Morocca learned to like her dragon powers, not hate them. And who knows, maybe living in Canada won't be such a big deal. At least she won't be with her Aunt Rosie and Uncle Rick again!

More likely, there won't be a sequel to this story. To good to write a sequel to. Plus, I have no ideas xDD.

But just in case you didn't get enough, here's the last bit of the chapter. (I wasn't going to add it, but now I feel like adding it.

End Credits!!

After a 13 hour flight, we finally arrived in Canada! We then hopped into the car, and drove down the streets. Canada seemed more…opened than what New York was. But it was just as beautiful.

We continued our way for about 5 minutes. Then Stan stopped the car, and walked out. I figured this was my stop, so I walked out.

"Your Aunt and Uncle live somewhere in this neighborhood, I will walk with you, until we find out which house it is." Stan said, walking down into the neighborhood.

I then grabbed his shirt, and he turned around. "Actually, I can find it on my own. You've already done enough for me." I said, smiling. He then gave me a smile of reassurance, as if he trusted me.

"Okay. Here's the address. And if you ever need any help, feel free to call the offices here in Ontario." He said, handing me an address, and a phone number on a slip. I watched him, as he drove off down the street.

I turned around, and stared at the address. "This shouldn't be hard to find…" I said, to myself. There were a lot of houses here. Uhh, maybe he should of stuck around a bit longer? Nahh, I'm a dragon, this shouldn't be a problem.

I dragoned up, and went into the district. But it wasn't long, before I got lost. XD "Okay, I'm on the right street, I think? Now where's the house?" I said, staring at the directions.

Suddenly, I saw a guy stand on the sidewalk, waving at me. "Hi there, Morocca." He spoke.

I dragoned down, screaming 'Ahh' a bit, as it was a bit shocking. But how did he know that that was me?

"Umm…" I said, confused on what to say.

"I am your Uncle Paul. We have been expecting you for awhile now…"

"You have?" I said. Doubting him a bit. Maybe I was just to protective or what, but I had a feeling to not believe him.

"Why, of course. The whole family waited all afternoon, for your arrival. But come now, you are just in time for dinner." He said, grabbing my back, showing me into the house.

I smiled, as I headed into the house. I had a feeling in my heart, that living here, wasn't going to be so bad…