Chapter Four
Fu dog was defiantly getting up there in years, but he could still smell someone a mile away.
"Yo Gramps," said Fu. "I think Jake's son is at the park as well."
"Then we must go help Jake," said Gramps, morphing into dragon.
Jake was dealing with the Huntsclan while Matt went after the Huntsman.
"You will never win," said the Huntsman.
"You tried to get me to kill my father," he screamed. "You will pay."
Matt shot little green needles out of his staff pinning the Huntsman to the ground. Then Jake appeared.
"Will you betray the Huntsclan," hissed the Huntsman.
"I was never in it long enough to feel any compassion to it," said Matt.
Matt aimed his staff at the Huntsman. He turned away not daring to look. His hatred of this man consuming him. He looked at his father. Suddenly he shot. The Huntsman gasped. All the breath taken from him, and his life sapped away.
"Matt," said Jake.
"No," he said. "What have I done? I killed someone."
Matt started to tear. Jake walked towards him.
"No," he screamed. "I'm a killer, I can't be your son."
"Matt stop this," said Jake. "You got rid of one the biggest threats to the magical kingdom."
"No," he said. "I killed him because I wanted to. Goodbye dad."
With that he teleported. Never to be seen again.
"No Matt," said Jake. "You aren't a killer."
"Jake," said Gramps. "Are you ok?"
"No," he said miserably. "I lost Matt. He's gone forever. He won't come back."
"Jake," said Gramps. "We will find your son, if it's the last thing we do."
He had to get out of there. He was a killer. He needed to find a place to go and erase himself from the world. He ran and he ran for days. Finally he came to a giant city.
"This place looks good," he said. "I think I'll start over here."
Unbeknownst to him, his place would give him the greatest gift he would ever receive. The truth. He had stopped in Jump City.