Uhm...the second chapter comes to you:grins: I love XS...but hate most of the main characters...TEEHEE! I'm amazing:grins:

The Dragon of Time:

Chapter Two

Jack yawned widely and peeked out at his new room. It was plastered half hazardly with his posters and such but still had the air of something very new and not used at all. It still had some dust in the corners as well as the wrapping left overs on the underside of the bed he was currently in.

Wriggling with joy, Jack took a moment to examine the fine silk he'd been given. The coverlet was also velvety soft. The sheets and pillow cases where a deep emerald green while the coverlet was a deep deep green almost black. The designs were faintly reminiscent of a dragon but that was to be expected with Chase Young. He was fairly arrogant with his own image if any one knew him better.

"Time to start a wonderful day!" Jack sang out happily. He was still in a glorious stupor that he got to live with his favorite person in the entire WORLD!

"Don't say that. It's sickening..." Chase announced as he pushed the door open from the outer wing.

"But I-" Jack started with a very familiar squeal of surprise. It was fairly easy to read Jack anyways.

"No. When I say don't do something, you don't do it. If I say DO something, you do it! Understood?" Chase snapped out rubbing his temple with one hand. This day was sure to be as big of a head ache as yesterday was.

"Yup!" Jack said happily and stood with a salute.

"I am at your service!" He announced happily and ran off to look for another day's worth of clothing. His pajamas were currently black boxers with dark green figure eights decorating them. As soon as Jack came to live with Chase he'd been reduced to using a large new wardrobe since Chase insisted on clean clothing every day.

As his old house, Jack had maybe three different outfits; if that many really.

Jack threw open the closet doors with a force that banged loudly against the walls. Wincing, Chase just closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on what he was going to do that day. "What do I wanna wear today?" Jack asked himself, and stretched out a green t-shirt and threw it aside almost a second later. "Nah, not that..." Jack dug through the pile that had started to accumulate on the floor.

Jack had never liked hanging his clothes up anyways.

Pulling on a dark red muscle shirt he yanked a dark green sleeveless hooded sweatshirt on over it. On the bottom, he pulled on a pair of black chained jeans. The goth look really went well with Jack's over all appearance and if you knew Jack Spicer at all, you would know that his appearance was a lot to him. His pale skin and red hair combined with the red eyes made him look evil if only a little bit.

"Done yet?" Chase asked monotonously.

"Yep! Let's go!" Jack said happily and all but skipped to Chase's side.

"Good. Today we'll be starting with transformations. You already know a little bit from my tigers, leopards, and lions. I'll be teaching you how to do partial transformations for now since a complete one takes much more concentration." Chase explained this to his protege as they walked down the hallway that led to Jack's room. Chase led the other down the stairs to the darker part of the caves that weren't so built up like the uppermost levels.

"I have a young woman I captured back packing around these parts. For what reason, I'll never know but I'll bet she regrets it." Chase grinned maliciously as he thought of what thoughts could be running through the unfortunate woman's head.

"Okay! What are we going to be changing her into? A spider? A frog? A mouse? What?" Jack asked rapid fire.

"Calm down! It is improper to be so...happy." Chase sneered at the other and then rolled his eyes.

"And no. We'll be changing her into a large sort of lizard. I'll be telling her that if she works for you she'll get her freedom in fifty years or so." Chase hoped that Jack would be able to figure out the rest for himself.

"Wait...so if she works for me, she'll get her freedom? But what if I tell her that good behavior gets her out earlier?" Jack asked innocently.

"Good idea Spicer. Now, if you tell her that she'll do an even better job for you." Chase raised an eyebrow in surprised pleasure. Jack was really not as idiotic as he made himself seem.

"YAY!" Jack cheered and silenced himself as Chase glared at him. "Sorry..."

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"Let me out! Please! I'll give you money! Power! Just let me out!" The young woman begged in a terrified manner. She'd been eyed by hungry big cats for the better part of the morning and it was beginning to get to her.

"We want nothing of that sort." Chase announced his presence with a wave of his hand to the cats. They backed off into the shadows and Jack entered staring around the chamber.

Her bars were made of rock and there was a small running stream in the corner fit for drinking if you wished but mostly to wash wastes away. "Then what do you want!" the woman cried out in horror and broke down crying.

"Your service." Chase replied with a smirk that let the woman know how serious he was.

"M-My service?" She asked and looked tearfully from Chase to Jack and back to Chase.

"Wha-" she began but was silenced as Chase cut her off with another wave of the hand. Turning to Jack he procured a chair from the air to sit in.

"Spicer. Step forward to her bars." Chase instructed.

"Ah!" Jack fell over as he was examining the outer walls of the cavern and then immediately stood. "Yes'sir!" Jack sprinted over to the bars and stared at them waiting for his next instruction.

"I want you to clear your mind of the silly little things you seem to think of." Chase sighed at Jack's antics. It was what really made Jack so he couldn't really do much about that.

"O...kay?" Jack stared hard at the bars and tried to clear his head. As he did so, he tried to imagine something that would help clean out his mind. Who would help him with something like that? Who would he go to, to help him with something? He'd go to Chase. Chase in his mind. Chase in his- "ACK!" Jack let out a yelp and fell over as he blushed hugely.

That did not work what so ever.

"Stop fooling around! Concentrate!" Chase yelled out and slapped Jack back into a standing position.

"Okay okay!" Jack stood once more but this time closed his eyes. He thought of his parents and then concentrated on them. He always wanted to be rid of thoughts of his parents. Thinking, he brought up the memories of his child hood. Being called 'Ghost' and such for being an albino. The pity from adults and the scorn from children.

He remembered being cut with a knife for the first time to see if he 'bled white' as one younger childhood companion had said. He'd been punched and kicked to see what colours his bruises would be. Everything in his world was white and red. The colours that defined his being. Now though, he added in the colours of black and green for being with Chase Young.

His hero.

His parents though, they never understood what a hero was. It was something he devoted his life to. Something devoted his being to. His parents had always been there trying to 'help' him or trying to do something for him. It made him retch just remembering all the counseling they made him go through or the body guards they hired for him. More teasing and more abuse. He wanted to remember nothing of it. He wanted it gone from his mind. He never wanted to have to think of such days again now that he lived here.

In course of these thoughts, Jack came across his goal.

"Nothingness." He whispered out as the wrinkles from his brow faded away and his expression became that much more serene and peaceful. Chase sensed the mental change through out Jack. It was spoken through the tenseness that was no longer present in him. Instead of the back breaking stance with fists at his sides, Jack was standing comfortably with his hands limp at his sides. His feet were no longer together but about half a foot apart in a comfortable stance.

"Now, as you think of nothingness, envision the large reptilian in your mind for her shape to become. You want to impress this image across her mind as well." Chase said softly not wanting to break the fragile concentration.

"Yes..." Jack answered simply and felt his mind meld into a more comfortable position of thinking of Chase. Chase took the form of a dragon of sorts which was a large reptilian. Chase was a strong and independent man who thought nothing of anyone else.

His shape was not only of a man with long black hair, but of a large reptile that had a mouth full of fangs -:fangs:- as well as spikes rippling down his back, arms and legs. He also had eyes glowing yellow that were slitted -:slitted:- like a snake. Chase also had raptor like legs -:legs:- that had large claws at the ends as well as the upturned heel. Jack's hero also had a large tail that whipped from side to side -:tail:- which also had spikes. Jack also remembered the claws that tipped the reptilian hands -:claws:- and sliced out at him. He could remember no more so he opened his eyes without a second thought to view Chase but was surprised with an almost grotesque partial clone in front of him.

Jack could see the woman's physical feature's through the lizard likeness he'd imposed upon her but it was a little more disgusting than intriguing. Her eyes were slitted and instead of the humanoid hazel they were a deep gold and green of a reptile. Her teeth jutted out in an exposure of fangs of not just the canines but her entire mouth were filled with razor sharp teeth that jutted into the open hair.

Her legs had grown so large that her feet had burst from her shoes and the bits of clothe were strewn beneath her. Her legs where large and scaled now while supporting her on her toes. The woman's feet looked more like raptor's feet than anything else. An extension of her spine was made into a ropey tail that was no where near as powerful as Chase's but more of a poor imitation of it. The claws on her hands made Jack gag as they looked as if they'd ripped from the inside of her body out.

"Wha' haff 'ou 'un 'oo meee!" She cried out and looked at her new body figure with horror and disgust. It was atrocious to see the different parts of such a creature on her.

"Well done Jack." Chase said softly. He was very pleased. The first partial transformation was the best he'd seen yet out of the boy. It was so complete that when he'd been concentrating on the woman's new figure he'd not even heard the screams of pain and outrage that the prisoner had been releasing.

"Th-Thanks Chase!" Jack realized that it was the first time that Chase had ever actually used his first name.

"Don't impress to much upon it Spicer." Chase turned away.

"Make your deal. I shall wait for you above." Chase stepped back into the shadows and left Jack and the woman alone.

"I...I can make you normal if you work for me for fifty years. That's the servitude we were talking about." Jack turned and spoke to the hybrid.

"'ifty yea's?" She tried to speak once more.

"Yes, and if you work well I can release you in less. So make me proud. Oh, what's your name by the way?" Jack asked as an afterthought. He couldn't very well call her 'woman' or something like that.

"'y 'ame ith kuh-kuh-Carol." Carol stuttered out her name with difficulty. It was already embarrassing enough to not be able to pronounce words correctly.

"Carol? How ...un-evilly...I'm going to call you 'Lucertola'. It's Italian for lizard." Carol now Lucertola looked up tearfully. It was so foreign and weird sounding. How could she ever begin to think of herself as that?

"You're right...it's kinda long. I'm going to call you Lucer for short 'kays?" Jack smiled and waved to the unfortunate woman.

"I'll see ya later Lucer! Don't miss me to much!"

As Jack skipped back upstairs, Lucertola back into a corner and pulled her new tail away from the wail so as to not smack it against the stone. Curling up away from the small water way she began to cry. Fat tears containing saline fell from the newly gold and green eyes to fall upon the floor.

It sucked to back pack in uncharted territories as Lucer now thought.