Chapter Twenty-Three

The Rescue Party

Gramp's POV

Lou Shi sat on his stool at the front counter of the shop trying to decipher Jake's note. It had been written in some sort of made up language Gramps couldn't figure out. He had stayed up the past three days with no sleep what so ever. His eyes were blood shot and massive bags hung under them. He had tried everything he had at his disposal and none of it was working.

"Yo, Lou why don't you go get some coffee in the back and rest huh?" said Fu Dog.

"I can't. I have to figure out this massage. Jake hadn't been seen in three days and I'm concerned," said Gramps. Fu walked up to the table and sniffed the note.

"I tell you that note smell funky, familiar, but funky"

"I don't care what it smells like! I only want to now what it says!" Gramps exclaimed. Fu looked at him in shock. Gramps had never blown up like that before.

"I'm sorry Fu Dog. Its just I'm worried about him."

"We all are Gramps. Now go get some coffee and sit down for a while." So Gramps listened to Fu Dog and went in the back for some coffee. While he was making himself a cup he could hear Fu Dog muttering about the smell of the note.

"I told you the smell does not…" Gramps didn't get to finish his sentence because he heard the sound of ripping paper in the other room. Gramps rushed into the room, dropping his coffee, to see Fu Dog with two whole pieces of paper in his hands.

"Fu Dog what did you do?" Gramps asked.

"Look," Fu said as he set the two pieces of paper down on the counter. Gramps walked over to the counter and looked at the papers. One was the note and the other was a key. IT was the key to the note Jake had left.

"Where did you get this?" asked Gramps.

"I told you the note smelled funky. It was stuck to the back of the note."

"What made it stick?"

"Hair Jell" Gramps didn't expect that to be the answer.

"Apparently Jake styled his hair before writing the notes and they got stuck together." Gramps wasn't listening though. He was working as quick as he could to decipher the note. Once he was done he read it over.

Dear Gramps,

If your reading this then well I'm in trouble. Below is the address to the Huntslair and a set of instructions on how to get in. Please come as soon as you read this. Please hurry!"

Gramps read the address and instructions carefully. Gramps dropped the note and ran for the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Fu Dog.

"I know where Jake is. Call Trixie and Spud and meet me at the address on the note! Fu Dog make sure Trixie and Spud have some power!" With that Gramps disappeared into the night.

Jake's POV

Jake knew what he had to do. He couldn't let Eve get hurt because of his mistake. He knew he was going to hate himself for what he was about to do but he saw no other way out.

"To get to Draco Island you have to go to the…" Jake was cut short by a rumbling sound coming from the wall to his right. Jake and Rose looked over at the wall. The rumbling became louder and louder until the noise seemed to make the wall shake. The cement turned red and suddenly exploded. Chunks of cement flew everywhere and a thick cloud of dust filled the room. Jake and Rose closed their eyes to prevent the dust from getting in their eyes.

When the dust cleared Jake looked at the huge hole that was once a wall. Standing there was Gramps, Fu Dog, Trixie, and Spud. Jake's eyes widened in surprise.

"Eat foot Huntsgirl!" Spud yelled as he and Trixie suddenly lifted in the air and now had a green glow surrounding them. Trixie and Spud flew across the room and both kicked Rose in the chest. Rose flew across the room and broke through the one way mirror. Gramps ran up to Jake and slashed the shackles. The chains broke and Jake fell off the slab and hit the ground with a thud.

"Jake!" Fu yelled as he ran over to him. Gramps looked down at him and his eyes widened at the sight of all of the wounds.

"Jake what did they do to you!" Gramps asked.

"Kid can you get up?" Fu asked.

"No…they…they broke both my arms," Jake choked out.

"Trixie! Spud! We have to leave now!" Gramps ordered as he scooped Jake into his arms and rushed of the hole in the wall. Trixie, Spud, and Fu Dog followed close behind Gramps as they ran down the hall way.

Jake looked around and saw they were in the cell region of the Huntslair.

"Stop!" Jake yelled. Gramps came to a halt.

"What's wrong?" Gramps asked his eyes showing a great deal of concern.

"Herbert is in one of these cells."

"So" Fu said.

"We have to get him out of here too," said Jake weakly.

"Alright, Yo Herbert where are you slime ball!" Fu yelled.

"Is that the mangy mutt who owes me money?" a voice asked from a cell down the hall. Fu and up to the door and knocked on it. A knock from the inside quickly followed.

"Trixie if you please," said Fu Dog. Trixie walked over to the metal door and in one swift motion she ripped the door from its hinges. Herbert slowly walked out of the cell and looked over his rescuers.

"We have to move the Huntsclan will be here any moment!" ordered Gramps. So the company ran down the hallway as fast as they could. Soon they cane to a large weapon room. The company took the passage to the left which led them to an upward slope. Voices could be heard behind them and footsteps approaching. The party quickened their pace and soon found themselves outside.

The group ran around the building and out into the empty street.

"Down into the sewers now!" Gramps yelled as the Huntsman and a band of Huntsclan members came around the building and started to shoot. Spud quickly picked up the man hole and used it as a shield. The group claimed down into the sewers Spud being the last to enter. Gramps quickly flew up and using his dragon fire he welded the man hole to the concrete.

"Quick that wont hold them long," said Gramps as the group ran down the sewer tunnel. Jake's eyes began to grow heavy. He had been through so much and now it seemed to be over. So Jake closed his eyes and let sleep claim him, knowing that now that Gramps was here it would all be okay.

A/N; Well how do you like it. The chapter will be the last one of this story. If I get enough reviews I might give everyone a sneak peek at the Next Story. Well start reviewing people. I want 100. Well see ya.