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Chapter Ten

The Huntsboy pointed his staff at Violet, "Any last words dragon?"

"Who are you and why are you doing this?" she asked, looking straight into his eyes. Huntsboy lowered his staff and avoided her gaze.

"What are you waiting for, boy?" the Huntsmaster yelled, "Slay it!"

"I'll show you my face, dragon," Huntsboy said, "If you show me yours,"

"How do I know you're going to keep your word?" She asked.

"At least tell me your name," Huntsboy said, annoyed.

"You first," Violet said.

"Huntsboy, slay her already!" Huntsmaster said, "Don't underestimate a dragon even if it's tied up."

"'It' has a name!" Violet growled, annoyed.

Huntsboy turned to the Huntsmaster, "This is between me and the American Dragon, Huntsmaster. So can you wait for one moment?"

Huntsboy turned to Violet, "You look familiar," Huntsboy looked at the dragon's blue eyes, "Your eyes, where have I seen them before?"

Huntsboy sighed. He pulled out his mask and said, "I am Jack Long." He pulled off a glove and showed a red dragon mark on his wrist. "See this mark? It means I was born to slay dragons,"

He raised his staff and pointed it at her, "Prepare to die looking at the face of your killer, dragon!"

Violet snapped out of her trance, "JACK!" she yelled, "No, don't! If you kill me…" she turned into her human form, "you'll become an only child,"

"Violet?" Jack said. He took a step back, he couldn't believe it. The American Dragon, his enemy, was his sister.

"Please, Jack," Violet begged, "I didn't even get to say good bye to mom and dad,"

"Enough!" Huntsmaster growled, "I've had enough of this! It already happened twenty three years ago!"

"Huntsboy, this is why your mother didn't slay the other American Dragon long ago," Huntsmaster said. "Get the boy and bind him, let's switch to plan B,"

Jack nervously took a step back. "Hey, get away from me!" The Huntsmen began approaching. He kicked the nearest Huntsman.

The rest charged at him. Jack fought as well as he could but was soon pinned down.

"You were a good fighter, Jack," Huntsmaster said, "Just like your mother," he sighed, "It'll be such a waste killing you and my niece."

Rose and Jake were discussing what to do next when suddenly, Farrell appeared on the table. There was a thick green collar around his neck. "Oh my gosh!" Rose gasped.

"Tell them, ferret," Farrell heard the Huntsmaster's voice coming from the collar.

"Farrell!" Jake gasped. "What happened? Where's Violet?"

"Vi and Jack are in the Huntsmaster's lair, he said he'll free them if you," he pointed at Jake, "meet him at Central Park with Rose and turn yourselves in,"

"Oh, that is just like my uncle," Rose said.

"He said he'll kill them if you don't come," Farrell said.

"What?" Jake and Rose exclaimed.

"But what's with the collar?" Jake asked.

"Don't touch it!" Farrell said, "The Huntsmaster is going to track and spy on us wit it, he can hear everything you say,"

"Can't you deactivate it or something?" Rose asked, "I thought you were good at that,"

"I can't," the ferret sighed, "if I try, this thing will give me an electric shock."

"What should we do Jake?" Rose wondered, "Knowing my uncle, he's going to kill all of us if he wanted too."

"Aw man! I wish Gramps was here to help, he'd know what to do," Jake sighed.

"Our children are in danger," Rose said, "Should we really just walk up to the Huntsmaster and say, 'Hi! We're here and ready to be killed!'"

"Do you think he'll really let them go?" Jake asked.

"No," Rose sighed, "But we don't really have a choice, do we?"

"No we don't," Jake turned to the ferret, "Farrell is there a way to tell the Huntsmaster we're coming?"

Farrell was silent for a while; he appeared to be listening to the speaker on his collar. Farrell looked at them and said, "The Huntsmaster said that he's glad to know you're coming and that he might spare Jack and Violet's lives,"

"Dad, did Uncle Jake always work at his grandfather, Lao Shi's shop when he was younger?" Tria asked her father.

"Actually yes, Theresa," Spud said, "He was there a lot, why'd you ask."

"Violet works there a lot, too," Tria said, "And dad, the name's Tria, Theresa's my full name, I have a nickname."

The phone began ringing. "Spudsy, can ya get that?" said a voice from upstairs.

"Okay, I'll get it, Trix," Spud picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Yo, Spud, I need your help," Jake said.

"Jake? What's going on?" Spud asked.

"Vi and Jack have been taken by the Huntsclan," Jake said.

"What?" Spud exclaimed, "Whoa! Back up bro," Spud said, "The Huntsclan?"

"Yeah, can you help?"

"Of course! Trixie and I got your back, bro, we'll help ya out,"

"The Huntsmaster wants Rose and me to meet him at Central Park tonight," Jake explained, "We need you to hide and keep an eye on things, and if they catch us, can you track us to the Huntsclan?"

"How we gonna track you, Jake?"

"A magic tracking device I got from Veronica,"

"The spider-legged lady?"

"Yup, that's her,"

"We'll be there, Jake," Spud said.

"My sis, will be there too to help ya out," Jake said.

"No worries, bro, we've got your back,"

"Thanks, bye!"

"Bye, Jake!"

Spud put the phone down. "What'd Uncle Jake say, dad?" Tria asked.

"Violet and Jack have been kidnapped," Spud said, "and Jake needs me and your mom to help get them back from the Huntsclan,"

"Who?"

"Uh… I can't tell you that now," Spud said. He went upstairs to tell Trixie what they were going to do.

Well, how was that? It took a bit long coz I had tennis practice and a mild writer's block.