Title: Prom Night

Disclaimer: I don't own American Dragon: Jake Long!

Author's note: I'll post this chapter as soon as I'm finished. This is probably the "romantic" chapter of the story. Maybe because I'm playing "My Heart Will Go On." I don't know.

Chapter 3: Conversations

"Huntsmaster, I'm going out to try and find the dragon," Thorn said. She heard her uncle mumble and took that as a yes. She took her sceptre and stepped outside. There was a slight breeze, and her braided hair flipped in the wind. She walked a few hundred feet, thinking. She was the kind of person who liked to be alone, to sort out her thoughts and emotions in a quiet place. She winced in pain and held her wrist.

"Hey baby, what are you doing out here all alone at night?" a voice said. "You know that there are people dying to get their hands on you. And you know that I'm the only one with permission to do that." She turned around and smiled.

"You're back," she said happily. Then she became serious. "We have to talk somewhere else." The red dragon shrugged his shoulders and he took Thorn's hands and flipped her onto his back. She held onto his neck as they flew through the air.

"I know just the place," he said, landing in Central Park. "I suggest you change your outfit. They won't let a Huntsgirl in." She slid off his back and narrowed her eyes. "What? Oh, right." The dragon turned around and in just a minute a finger tapped his shoulder. He turned around to see Rose standing there. He smiled.

"Where are we going?" she asked. In two seconds, the dragon was no longer standing there. Instead there was a young man, Rose's age, standing there. He had jet black hair and dark brown eyes, so dark they looked black. "I don't see anything, Jake."

"Fu Dog showed me how to get to the magical realm other than the subway," he said. "Can I trust you not to tell Huntsman?" Rose nodded. Jake walked over to a big oak tree and Rose followed. He knocked on the tree and Rose noticed that it was hollow.

"How many?" a squeaky voice asked.

"Two," Jake said. "One dragon and one...um..."

"Two dragons," Rose said. A piece of the bark disappeared and Jake stepped into what looked like an elevator. Rose followed. The door closed and Jake pressed a button that read "UP." The elevator started to move and Rose held on to the rail. In a minute, the door opened again and the couple stepped outside.

"Here we are," Jake said. "Now what's bothering you?"

"If I haven't slayed a dragon by my eighteenth birthday...Huntsmaster will kill me."

"Rose, you know he wouldn't do that," Jake said. They sat down at a table near a restaurant. Rose looked to the ground.

"He did it to his own sister," she said. "Why wouldn't he do it to me?"

"You're mother? He killed her?" Jake asked in disbelief. Rose nodded her head slowly.

"I'm following every single one of her footsteps," Rose said. "My mother was only eighteen. My uncle was thirty-two. He killed her because she wouldn't slay a dragon."

"That's stupid," Jake said.

"Yes, but it's the rules. When you turn eighteen, you become a Huntsmaster, or in my case a Huntsmistress," she said. "But in fact you have to kill your first dragon to truly become a member of the Huntsclan. I'm not permanent...and if I don't slay a dragon before my birthday, I won't be. I'll be dead."

"So it's a game of slay or be slayed," Jake summarized. Rose nodded.

"And I can't slay you, Jake. I...I love you," she said. Jake looked up. He put his hand on top of Rose's.

"I won't let Huntsman do a thing to you, okay?" he assured. Rose smiled and nodded.

"Jake, if you ever get...found out...we could both be killed. So you can't give away any hints that you're the American Dragon," Rose said.

"Don't worry, Rose, I won't let that happen," Jake said. "I promise."

"There she is!" a voice called. Rose turned around to see two people coming her way.

"Oh no, Jake," she whispered. "They found me. Now I'm dead for sure." Jake put his arms around her waist.

"Not yet," he said. He turned into a dragon and flew off through the air, Rose in his arms. Jake stopped for a second and turned around to face the two Huntsclan members. "Why don't you mess with someone your own age, like King Tut." With that said, he flew around a corner and landed on top of a building. He carefully put Rose on her feet and turned into a human. "We're safe here, for now."

"Not exactly," a voice said. Rose and Jake turned around and Jake stood in front of Rose protectively. "So, she's still following her mother's footsteps. How unfortunate for her."

"How did you get in here?" Jake asked.

"I don't believe that's any of your business." Rose stepped from behind Jake.

"It's my business," she said. "What are you doing here, Huntsmaster?"

"Why, I'm here to take you home where you belong," he said. Jake turned into a dragon.

"You're going to have to go through me first, Huntsman," Jake said. Rose put her hand on his arm and he turned around to her. "Don't worry, I can win. Without you fighting, this will be a snap." When he turned back around, Huntsman along with six other men were standing in front of him. "Uh oh."

This is actually not too bad of a chapter. A lot of talking. She still hasn't told him that she's a dragon. I wonder what I should do with the fight. I think I'll just write it out as I go. Well, see ya in the next chapter.

-Ayla-