Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, we know, I don't own the American Dragon.
Chapter Two
Grandpa flipped through his book a second time. Maybe he skipped it, he thought. He glanced at the silver dragon laying on the counter. His grandson, Jake Long, had just brought it in a few hours ago. He wrapped up the wings. The bones were broken, and the dragon had lost a lot of blood. A head suddenly popped up beside him. "Found anything yet?" Fu Dog asked.
"No. But what interests me is how did that dragon get it's wings like that. That doesn't happen often." Gramps said, going back to the dragon. It had not awoken yet, which is not normal because dragons heal quickly. Fu Dog checked the bandages then turned to Gramps. He was busy examining it's scales.
"Yo, Gramps, I'm done." Jake said as he set down the mop and bucket of water. He looked at the dragon. It was a beatiful dragon, that should have been shimmering and sparkling in the light, but the silver scales were stained with dark yellow blood. "Hey, since when does dragons have gold blood. I don't." Jake spoke up.
Gramps looked at his grandson. He was right. Dragons do not have gold blood. "They don't. Now, Fu, Jake, I need your help. We are going to splint the dragon's wings." Jake walked in front of the dragon, holding the front of it. Fu had the left side while Gramps had the right. "On three. One, Two, Three." They moved it.
Suddenly, wide purple eyes snapped open and the silver dragon roared in pain. The dragon bolted up, shoving Jake, Fu, and his grandpa to the ground. Purple eyes searched for the one who was responsible for this pain. Its eyes laid on Jake. The silver dragon lunged for him. Jake quickly dodged. "Dragon up!" He cried. He quickly turned into a dragon. The silver dragon hissed and lunged for him. Jake flew up. The dragon hit the wall. It turned and stared at Jake. The dragon moved its wings and the bandages tore off, showing brand new silver scales. The dragon leaped up in the air.
"Jake! Take the dragon out of here!" Fu yelled. Jake tried to fly out the window but managed to get stuck instead. He turned into human and quickly slipped out of the window. Air swirled around Jake, bringing dust to his eyes. He wiped them and to his amazement the silver dragon was flying above him. Jake screamed and turned into a dragon. He flew up and the silver dragon quickly followed. He moved in and out of building, trying to lose the silver dragon but it kept up with him. He turned to check where the silver dragon was. Nothing was behind him. Jake smiled to himself. He turned and shrieked like his sister Haley. The silver dragon was right in front of him. How did it pass him?
"Uh... nice silver dragon." Jake whimpered, looking for a way out. The dragon's eyes narrowed. Jake tried to fly backwards. He suddenly got turned back into human. He looked down. The road was full of cars going sixty to seventy. He gulped. No of them would see him. He would be roadkill! He fell. All of the sudden, two silver claws grabbed him at the shoulder. He was pulled up and put on a building. The silver dragon landed next to him. You should contol your turning into human and dragon power. You could die. Luckily I caught you just in time. A voice popped into Jake's mind. Jake looked at the dragon. "Who are you?" He asked. I am none of your business, American Dragon. Don't go poking through people's businesses, American Dragon, cause you might just be poked right back. The voice sniffed. "Sorry." Jake said quickly. He didn't want to get on the dragon's angry side. But couldn't the dragon turn into a human itself? "Can you show me who you are in human form?" He asked it. The dragon eyes looked sad. I can only turn to human self on nights of the full moon and Friday the Thirteenth. Do not ask why, for I do not wish to tell. The dragon said. He nodded. "Dragon up!" He shouted. He quickly turned into a dragon. "Lets fly."
"Well, well, looks like it's my lucky day." A voice said smugly. Jake turned. The Huntsmaster and Huntsgirl just jumped to join them. The silver dragon growled low in its throat. Huntsmaster looked at the silver dragon. He gasped. "Could it be?" Huntsmaster asked. Jake looked at the silver dragon. The dragon's eyes gleamed silver.
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