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Chap 6
"What!" cried Jake, who immediately transformed into his own dragon shape.
"Just let me explain, Jake," pleaded Kaleb, "I promise I won't hurt you." Jake gave it a minute's worth of thought and then sat down, back human again. "Thank you.
"I started noticing I had dragon powers when I was about nine years old. I love to read and one of my favorite genres is fantasy, so I guess shouldn't have been surprised when I found my first dragon book. It gave my imagination another world to explore, more creatures to create. However, once I finished reading it, I noticed something weird happening to my arm…"
"What was it?" asked Jake timidly.
"I'm getting to that!" Kaleb shouted. Surprisingly, no one outside of the room heard the shout. More interestingly, black spots formed and disappeared on Kaleb's scales during his outburst. "I'm sorry," Kaleb continued, more softly now. "I'm just a bit more reactive when I'm a dragon." With that, he concentrated, as though thinking hard about a specific answer to a question, and transformed back into human shape.
"So, what had happened was that I was thinking so much about dragons that my arm had turned into a dragon's arm, complete with claws. Naturally, I got scared, but I really felt like I wanted to take care of the situation myself. So, I thought about what had happened and, being an exceptionally bright kid, I figured out that, if thinking about dragons changed my arm, then thinking about myself would change it back.
"Of course, the arm had changed back by the time I had figured it out. Still, I felt the need to experiment. What if I could become a whole dragon? By the time I was 11 years old, I had found out. The result was what you saw, minus the horns and bladed tail. I thought I was the most handsome thing in the universe at the time."
"So, what happened?" queried Jake.
"I have no idea," replied Kaleb. "That's why I've come to you."
"Actually, that's one question I have: how did you know about me?" Jake asked insistently.
"Well, where I had lived, there was a Huntsgirl…" (Kaleb)
"There's more than one!" Jake exclaimed.
"Yes," Kaleb grumbled, "that always said she was better than the Huntsgirl in NYC because the 'American Dragon' kept beating her to the punch. Later on, she had the name for the dragon: yours."
"You're kidding!" (Jake)
"Well," Kaleb went on, "seeing how that ski trip could have gone better…"
"…How much about me do you know?" Jake asked.
"1. Good guy, 2. Good enough to defeat most Huntsclan members, and 3. Good enough to help me!" (Kaleb)
"How can I help you if I don't even know what's 'ailing' you?" Jake asked.
"Fine. I'll tell you. It…" Kaleb started. But before he could even begin to tell Jake about why he needed the American Dragon's help, the door to Jake's room slammed opened, and someone jumped at Kaleb.
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