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.

Jake, Trixie, and Spud looked around anxiously as they tiptoed towards the library while everyone else was at lunch.

"Claw of the dragon," Jake whispered, and his right pointer finger was engulfed by flames as it turned into a dragon claw. He put it into the keyhole of the IMC's door. There was a loud click that made them all jump. Jake took his claw out of the lock and it shrank back into a human finger. He slowly turned the handle and swung the door open. They slipped into the IMC, and Jake relocked the door. Quickly Spud turned on a computer. They were all silent as Spud frantically searched the internet for information on the mysterious powers Rose had.

"Found it," Spud said.

"The Crysda is a mystery creature. Not much is known about this creature except that it can make a being immoble and control objects with its emotions. They used to number in the millions, but were killed for sport and fun. When their population dwindled to a mere twenty, they hid and were never seen again," Jake read.

"Well, that's a lot of help," Trixie said sarcastically. They froze when they heard voices outside the door. Spud frantically shut down the computer.

"We're doomed," Trixie moaned. Jake looked up.

"Not necessarily," he said, and he ran to the door.

"Dragon up," he whispered. Fire engulfed him as he became the American dragon. Jake shot his claw into the lock as fast as he could and snapped it off.

"OW!" Jake whispered loudly, and then he grabbed Spud and Trixie and flew up to the ceiling, where there was a vent large enough for all of them if Jake morphed back into himself. Jake took a deep breath and blew out fire, melting the screws of the vent. He caught the vent's cover (I don't know what it's called) as it fell. Jake set Trixie and Spud in the vent, told them to crawl, then threw the vent's cover in it. He heaved himself up, and then crawled in once he had turned back into a boy. Once they had found an empty classroom to drop into, they all sighed in relief.

"That was too close, baby-cakes," Trixie said, and they sank down against the wall panting.