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Now, since I heard that Angel of Forgotton Souls needs another root beer, I figured everyone should have another something.

Angel of Forgotton Souls: Your Root Beer, along with anti-theft spells and anti-YFWE spells.

YFWE: Since you already have another drink and another snack (XXL Economy bag? That seems to be overdoing it!), I'll give you some guests. (Gives YFWE Random Vulcan and Random Alien) Enjoy!

Dragonwolf166: Welcome! Here you go, have a complementary lemonade. Enjoy the chapter.

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Now, then. Here's the next part in The Black Dragon...


Chap 15

"What?" Jake interrupted. "You're saying that after seeing how 'horrid' the Huntsmaster really is, you were surprised at what he wanted you to do? Steal magical objects from innocent magical creatures?"

The Black family, who hadn't actually heard this part of the Dragon-Huntsclan story, looked startled. Grandpa, in the background, looked like he was about to ask something, but was stopped, telepathically, by Kaleb.

"You mean…" Mrs. Black started.

"Look, mom," Jessie interjected. "Wait until I finish before you say anything, please." Her mother looked pleadingly at her daughter, but let her continue. "Now, actually, yes, I was quite surprised to see that we were going after magical creatures' belongings. Of course, at first I didn't go along with it. I merely watched as the Huntsmaster, as he's called, hunted down his 'prey' and took what he wanted from them.

"Eventually, though, I did want to try out some of the moves I had learned over the past few years and see some of the 'treasures' I had been promised. So, I started going on assignments myself. However, that's when a dragon started showing up."

"Dragon?" Jake and Grandpa asked; thoughtlessly forgetting all of Kaleb's story.

Kaleb motioned to himself. "Me, remember?"

Jessie groaned. "Anyway, the dragon kept bungling every job I tried to do, so I couldn't even see if I had what it took to be in the Huntsclan. The last assignment I had was the night before we left…"

"Both of you weren't in bed that night." Mrs. Black suddenly remembered. Kaleb was suddenly fidgety again.

"I was supposed to capture a magical creature, any magical creature. Then, a black dragon came and crushed my staff. Then, he told me to tell the Huntsclan to look out for him in NYC and left." Jessie finished, and then sat down. She looked very flustered, as if she had finished one of many grueling workouts.

"Wait," Stacy remembered. "Isn't Kaleb a blue dragon? Who was that black dragon?"

"That, unfortunately, was me also." Kaleb explained. "Didn't you listen to Jake and Grandpa's explanation?" Jake and Grandpa suddenly looked uneasy as well.

"Yeah, but they only talked about you needing more training and that that was why you would sometimes be gone for a long time in the afternoons." Stacy answered. "Why? Were they supposed to say something else?"

Kaleb looked at Grandpa and Jake, who merely said, "It's your life and story, Kal. It's your decision."

Sighing, Kaleb looked back at his family. Can I really do this to them, after all we've done to them so far?

"There's something else that I need to tell you." Kaleb said.

Mr. Black muttered. "You're kidding, right? First, we find out that, for four years, you've been hiding the fact that you're a dragon. Then, your older sister comes and tells us that she's been hunting creatures like you for the past four years as well! What else could possibly be wrong with our family?"

"My powers," Kaleb continued on, "are connected to my emotions. If I get even slightly too emotional, I lose control. That's why I was a black dragon that night before we moved when I faced Jessie."

The Blacks all gaped. Jessie just continued to listen. She found all this...enlightening, to say the least.

At least I'm away from the Huntsclan. She thought.

"Any other secrets that you would like to tell us?" Mr. Black grumbled. He wasn't very happy about all this at all so far. His own children; one with powers that could be uncontrollable at the slightest emotional imbalance and the other with a possible hatred for all creatures; what role models for his youngest child to have.

"Just one," Kaleb finished up. He knew his father was getting pretty ticked about not having control over the situation, that his mother was very sad over the fact that her children had been in and were still in serious danger and that his younger sister was eager to see if she had special powers. "Jessie still needs to hide from the Huntsclan. So, if Grandpa and Jake will assist me, I'll need to keep a watch around the house for a time. At least," he concluded, "until the Huntsclan is no more."

"Why does she need to hide from them?" Mrs. Black asked. Mr. Black was losing his rationality fast and his only way of keeping sanity was to just keep his mouth shut.

"No one quits the Huntsclan." Jessie simply stated.

"Which is why I created an illusion of her before we moved here so that…what?" Kaleb replied. The Black family just looked at him, stunned at what he had just said.

"Kaleb's abilities are somewhat…complex." Grandpa spoke up. "They even surprise myself."

"Unfortunately," Jessie continued, picking up where Kaleb left up, "we don't know how long Kaleb's illusion will last, so the Huntsclan could be looking for me even right now."

"So," Mrs. Black said. "All we need to do is keep an eye out for hooded ninjas with long, green staffs?"

Jake, Grandpa, Jessie, and Kaleb looked at her strangely; Kaleb even more so.

"Mom," Kaleb asked tentatively. "Do you remember…?"

"Yes," Mrs. Black answered. "I remember those ninjas; and also coming into your room. I saw…"

Kaleb looked uneasy, so Jessie asked her.

"Yes?"

"I saw you, Kaleb, but then I saw you turn into a…a blue…something. I remember screaming and then, nothing." Mrs. Black looked around and then remembered. "Did something happen to me?"

All eyes turned to Kaleb.


CLIFFIE, I know. So, what's going to happen to Kaleb now?

RV and RA swoop down, open mouths...

Don't even think about it.

RV and RA run like gibbering fools.

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