Another update! Yay! This is the second to last chapter, I plan to have 10 chapters. Anyway, since I don't know Huntsmaster's real name, I'm gonna make up a good one. (Grins evilly) And, you learn something new about Vomer! I do not own anything from the American Dragon: Jake Long show. Just Winky, Vomer, Huntsmaster's name, and the plot! The Keebler Elves I do not own. Nor the shoemaker elves I do not own. I'm just using them. Remember, through this whole chapter, Jake is in his dragon form!
Chapter Nine
Okay, listen up, gang. Jake, Winky, Comet, Vomer, Vixen, and me will go this way, after the Huntsclan. Prancer, Dancer, Dasher, and all you cookie-making elves go and search for Santa and Mrs. Claus. And Cupid, Donner, all the rest of the reindeer, and all you shoe-making elves, go back to the North Pole and start fixing the sleigh. Blitzen ordered, surveying the group.
"Hey, you!" One of the shoemaker elves yelled. Blitzen turned to the elf. "We only know how to make a shoe, and we got tools. Don'tcha think that we can be traded with Keebler Elves?" A lot of the elves nodded, even the Keebler elves.
Okay, Shoemaker elves are being switched with cookie-making elves, so go. Blitzen said quickly. The groups nodded and left quickly. Now follow me, I saw them running and then they disappeared into a room and I couldn't find them. Blitzen told his group. They followed Blitzen, Jake soaring above the reindeers with Winky on his back. Good thing that the halls were very large or they would be quite crowded.
Finally, they reached a broken down door where hushed whispering was coming from. "Could they get any more obvious?" Jake whispered to Winky, who nodded. The reindeer entered the dark room, immediately shushing started then silence. The light coming from the hallway suddenly stopped as the door slammed closed. Jake opened his mouth to bring light into the room when something clasped over his mouth. "Mmmfph!" Jake cried out, clutching his mouth.
Laughter filled the air. "What's wrong? Afraid of the dark?" Huntsmaster's voice asked out. Blitzen snorted loudly, looking for any one in the darkness.
Where are they? Comet asked, squinting his eyes and going next to his brother.
I don't know. Blitzen said, looking around.
They're in the corner. Vomer told them, looking at the corner. The reindeer, Winky, and Jake stared at Vomer. What? Can't you see them, too? They are all huddled in the corner, but the Huntsgirl is about to ninja-kick Jake. Vomer said.
Jake turned forward. "Huh? Oof!" He said, flying forward. Winky jumped down before Jake hit the wall.
"Vomer! You can see in the dark!" Winky exclaimed, hugging Vomer's neck. The two older reindeer glanced at each other then charged at the corner. Yells of pain elightened the reindeers. Lights turned on and finally the reindeer could see. Jake dodged a roundhouse kick from Huntsgirl before grabbing her and throwing her. Huntsmaster stood up, glaring at the reindeer and Winky. He held his staff in front of him.
Golden chains appeared and chained the reindeers together. Another longer, thicker chain bounded itself around Jake, who fell helplessly to the ground. Huntsmaster turned slowly, eyeing the shivering elf. He smiled. He picked Winky by her dress again. "Bring the reindeer and dragon. And follow me." Huntsmaster said, putting Winky in a small magical orb that bobbed next to Huntsmaster's side as he walked. The ninjas carried the reindeer and Huntsgirl dragged Jake along.
Meanwhile...
Santa! Mrs. Claus! Where are you? Dasher called, breaking down a new door.
"Sure, then Santa and Mrs. Claus are gonna pop out of the walls singing 'Here I am!'" One of the shoemaker elves said. Dasher glared at him but went through the door. Prancer and Dancer laughed silently, following Dasher. It was a dark room, only lit by a single small torch at the far end of the wall. A soft moan came from the other corner, away from the light of the torch.
"Dasher? Is that you?" A jolly voice asked. The reindeer looked at each other happily.
Santa! They cried out, going to the cell. The elves followed. One of the elves brought the torch over to the cell. Santa stood in the cell and smiled at the group.
"Hello, elves. How are you doing?" Santa asked them.
"Pretty well." The elves replied.
"Oh, Mrs. Claus, our rescue party is here." Santa called into the darkness. A elderly woman stepped out of the darkness in a heavy red coat. She smiled and nodded to the group. "So do you have the keys?" Santa asked. The reindeer and elves looked at each other expectantly, as if one had saw it and grabbed it.
"I got your keys right here." A low voice chuckled. Everyone looked towards the door. A large, burly ninja was leaning in the doorway, twirling a set of keys. He sneered at the group. Dasher snorted and dashed towards the ninja. Right before they collided, the ninja stepped out of the way, letting Dasher charge on through and hit the wall. Dasher crumpled to the ground.
"Ready, boys?" One of the elves said, holding a wrench.
"Excuse me?" A small voice said. The elf turned around, blushing a bit.
"And girls." He coughed.
"That's better." The voice told him.
"Attack!" The elf roared, holding up his wrench. The elves roared and began to jump towards the ninja.
Dancer and Prancer stared dumbfound at the elves as they released several ninja moves on the ninja, causing him to fall. Whoa. Did you know they could do that? Prancer asked Dancer, as they watched a single elf doing a flying ninja kick right into the ninja's stomach. The ninja bent over.
Dancer replied with a shake of his head, his mouth open in awe. The battle continued for a few more minutes before finally the ninja fell to the ground. The elves did a respective bow to the fallen ninja then quickly took the keys from him. One elf jumped on Prancer's head and turned the key in the lock, which opened the door. Santa hurried out and went straight to Dasher, who was still knocked out cold.
Come, Mrs. Claus. I'll take you home. Dancer said, letting her get on his back. When she was settled, Dancer ran out of the room and down the hall, out of sight. Prancer turned to Dasher's faint sounds of groaning.
What happened? Dasher asked, getting up shakily. Santa held the reindeer's collar, making sure he didn't fall down again.
"Do not worry about that now. I have a feeling that Blitzen, Comet, and Vomer are in trouble. And Winky? What that poor elf doing in here? She should be back at the Workshop and stay safe." Santa said, letting go of Dasher.
Winky is the one who got us out of our cell. She found the American Dragon and he helped her. We have to go help them, Santa! They were going after the Huntsclan. Prancer told Santa.
"Blitzen's idea no doubt." Santa sighed. "Lets go." Santa said, following the two reindeer.
Back to the Huntsclan...
"You know, elf. I haven't been able to control the Christmas Magic like I wanted too. And I have been thinking..." Huntsmaster told Winky, who was chained up on the wall next to Jake.
"Which is a very big accomplishment for him." Jake whispered to her, trying to ligten the mood. Winky blinked at him before turning her head back to Huntsmaster. The reindeer were chained to a stone table, which had dark stains over it. Winky shook her head as a vision of Rudolph came to thought.
"Who could control the Christmas Magic better than an elf! Of course, I would have needed to have an elf with their magic still intact. And you're exactly want I've been wanting. You, elf, shall help me take over the Christmas Magic so the Huntsclan can rule the world! And, also, elf. My little Huntsgirl can finally have her wish fulfilled, because of you, elf." Huntsmaster said gleefully. Winky raised an eyebrow. What did the Huntsgirl want? "You don't know what that wish is, do you elf?" Huntsmaster said. Winky shook her head, knowing it was going to be bad. "She can finally slay her first dragon! Which you have brought to us." Huntsmaster finally said.
Winky gasped and Jake groaned. Huntsgirl smiled happily, and raised her spear. "Do not kill the dragon, yet." Huntsmaster said quickly, holding the spear. Huntsgirl gazed at him. "First, I get what I want." Huntsmaster said. His staff glowed and the chains that held Winky up released her, making her drop down on her rear.
"I won't do anything for you!" Winky told him.
"Don't worry, elf. You won't have any control over yourself. Now," Huntsmaster said, bringing the staff down to Winky's face. The staff turned dark red. Winky closed her eyes, waiting for the blow.
"Stop it right there, Percillus!" A loud voice called. Huntsmaster cringed at the name and turned quickly to the source. Winky opened her eyes at the familiar voice. At the doorway, Santa stood, glaring unhappily down at Huntsmaster.
"Don't call me Percillus!" Huntsmaster roared.
"Nonsense, Percillus. That is your name and I only call people by their names. I wonder about you, Percillus. You use to be a good boy, never liking to be in trouble. But then, you changed. About when you turned seventeen. He stopped being a good boy and began a Huntsboy. I was so disappointed in you." Santa told Huntsmaster. Huntsmaster clenched his staff tightly, his knuckles white.
"Shut up!" He yelled, holding his staff in the air.
"You may have my elves' Christmas Spirit, but I too have magic, Percillus. Now, be a good little boy and release the American Dragon and my reindeer. Then give back the magic." Santa told Huntsmaster.
"No!" Huntsmaster told him.
Santa sighed. "Another year on the Naughty List, Percillus." He muttered, before waving his hand. Jake's chains let go of him and he soared above the Huntsclan. The chains bounding the reindeer to the table also let go. The reindeer jumped off the table and joined Santa. Winky slipped away from Huntsmaster and joined Santa. "Do not hurt him." Santa said to Jake, who was about to blow fire. Jake closed his mouth. He waved his hand again and white sparkly mist began to come out of Huntsmaster's staff. It swirled around the room before disappearing.
"No! This isn't fair!" Huntsmaster cried out, dropping his staff.
"I hope you have a Merry Christmas, Percillus." Santa told Huntsmaster. A cold wind swirled around Santa, Winky, the reindeer, and Jake. Then they were gone.
To be continued...
Can they finish the work that needs to be done? When there is only two days left? Review and find out! This is the second to last chapter!