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Chap 10
…faint. Apparently, either the fight or what Grandpa had said had taken its toll on the Black Dragon and so made it weaken and fall. Grandpa looked at the Black Dragon carefully, watching to see if he was playing any tricks.
"Black Dragon?" Grandpa asked quietly.
There was no answer.
"…Kaleb?" he asked even more quietly.
Immediately, the dragon rose up, roaring and thundering. However, he seemed different. Splotches of blue started to show on his scales. His horns and bladed tail seemed smaller. Indeed, the Black Dragon looked more like Kaleb's old dragon form than himself.
"Who are you?" Grandpa queried.
"I am Kaleb," said the dragon; whose scales then shone bright blue. "I am also the Black Dragon." His scales then turned dark black.
"What are you then?" Grandpa inquired.
"I am Kaleb's emotions, controlled and uncontrolled," replied the dragon. "What you have seen is anger and hate, uncontrolled. There are other emotions that have been shown by me through dragon powers…"
"So," Grandpa interrupted. "His powers…your powers are controlled by his…your emotions?"
"Yes," answered the dragon. "If I know and use my emotions, then my dragon powers can be controlled. If my emotions get away from me, like you have seen, then my powers are…difficult to control."
"So when I said you were a renegade dragon," Grandpa remembered.
"…That angered me," the dragon concluded. "And so, my dragon self turned into an alter ego: the Black Dragon. Anger and hate are a powerful force to be reckoned with."
"Is this what you wanted us to help you with, then?" Grandpa asked.
"Yessssssssssssssss," answered the dragon. "Please, help me to learn to keep my emotions in check. Teach me to know when express certain emotions and how to express them so that I may be able to control my powers."
"That may prove tricky, young one." Grandpa commented. "You see, Jake and myself are about to die, thanks to your 'alter ego.'"
"That can be fixed, 'G,'" Kaleb said, for the dragon had become Kaleb's old form again; with the small horns and small bladed tail still on, unfortunately. With a snap of his fingers, somehow, both Grandpa's and Jake's wounds were healed.
"Now," Kaleb continued, "Since I know you both are still tired." He then concentrated hard and teleported himself, Grandpa, and Jake to Grandpa's store. There, Jake finally woke up (he had been unconscious the whole time since he was knocked down).
"Wait!" Jake cried out. "Huh? Where's the Black Dragon? Grandpa! What happened? Kaleb! WHAT'S GOING ON!"
Now, my question is this: should I continue on and explain how and if Grandpa can help? Only REVIEWS can tell!
