The Flight that Tells Everything
Disclaimer: I do not own the American Dragon, Rose, the Huntsman, Trixie, Spud, Fu Dog, Grampa, Jake's mom, Dad, or Hailey, or Stan the Sewer troll.
Author's note: Thank ya'll for the reviews. Oh, and I purposely put the first chapter short. I just wanted you to get 'glued to the story'. Hope you like this chapter better. Whoops. Almost forgot another thing. Thanks for the suggestions, too.
"Dragon up!" Jake yelled. Rose watched in fascination as his body was covered in flames. She was gripped by curiousity, and she reached out to touch the flames. Big surprise. They burned her. But then she got a shock. It felt……pleasant when they burned her. Jake didn't notice her. He finished his transformation, and Rose clambered onto his back. Jake tried to lift off the ground, but he couldn't.
"Yo, you need to go on a diet," Jake joked.
"Ha-ha. Very funny. I think the problem is you're so light," Rose said.
"Wait, I have an idea," Jake said, and he blew fire at the ground. The black top heated up, creating a huge thermal. The heat billowed his wings open, and they sailed up.
"So…..who's gonna go first?" Jake asked.
"Well, I don't really know how to say my story first, so you go," Rose said.
"Yo, that's fine with me," Jake said, and he told her about the first time he found out he was a dragon. He told her about every single dragon training, and about all his adventures. At the end, Rose was just staring at him.
"Huntsmaster said that dragons were just evil creatures that needed to be slayed," Rose said.
"He lied," Jake answered. Rose took a deep breath and began her story.
"When I was a little girl, my uncle took me from my parents to teach me the ways of the Hunts Clan. He taught me that magical creatures are viscious and don't deserve to have magic or riches. It was really harsh, the way he trained me. If I didn't get everything just right, he would beat me. When I met you in dragon form, I thought that maybe my uncle had lied to me all this time. But when I told him, he knocked me out in anger with his staff. Each time you won, later that night my uncle would hit me and beat me, sometimes even give me such a knock that I would be out for a week. When I looked at the stuffed dragons and unicorns in my uncle's lair, they no longer looked mean and blood-thirsty. Instead, they looked scared and helpless. But I was wise enough not to mention this to my uncle. But I still don't understand what's happening to me. Jake, weird things have been happening lately that I don't understand," Rose said, sounding genuinely afraid.
"What kind of things, Rose?" Jake asked.
"Well, lately when my uncle beats me, he would stop in mid blow and be slammed into the wall. What scares me the most is that when that happens, I feel really………I don't know…………tingly, I guess," Rose said. Jake was about to say something, but they were a block from school.
"Yo, Rose, Spud, Trixie and I will look that up for you, okay? In the meantime, why don't you come over to my house after school? Gramps decided to give me a little break from training," Jake said, landing.
"I'd like that," Rose said softly, smiling. She got off Jake's back and waved as she went into school. Jake changed back into himself just as a school bus pulled in. Trixie and Spud came out, huffing and puffing.
"Yo, Jakie! Why weren't you on the bus?" Trixie demanded.
"Did you fly?" Spud asked.
"How'd ya know?" Jake asked.
"Baby-cakes, it isn't that hard to figure out; you still have gigantic wings on your back," Trixie said.
"What the-oh, yeah, I knew that," Jake lied, and the wings shrank to nothing.
"Uh-huh. Yeah, sure," Trixie said, seeing through Jake's bluff.
"Hey, guys, can ya'll do me a favor during lunch?" Jake asked.
Trixie and Spud looked at each other, then back at Jake, and nodded.
"Sure, but it's gonna cost ya," Trixie said.