Sorry, guys! I don't know how it happened, but… sigh
Chapter 8: Ambushed
"Hi, Rose?" Jake said over his cell phone. "Can you meet me in Central Park? ...Okay...See you...bye."
Jake hung up and sighs. He turns around to see Fu standing right brehind him.
"You know Gramps is just gonna find out." Fu said.
"Not if you don't tell himn where I'm going! I know Rose is different. She's not like the Huntsman."
"Look, kid, I know you think she's changed, but think about it! She is a she-demon! One minute, you're in the land of milk and honey, then BAM! She kills ya."
"Oh, ye of little faith. I'd love to chat with you, but I have a date!" He skates off leaving Fu with nothing to do, but let him go.
Jake arrives in Central Park. Rose ran towards him looking harried.
"Jake, look, there-there's something I need to tell you-"
Rose gasps. Some of the Huntsclan memebers started to appear. Jake starts to Dragon Up, but the Huntsman shoots him with a spinx -hair net.
"So this is the American
Dragon." The Huntsman sneered.
"Well done, Thorn."
Jake was shocked. Rose looked horrified.
"No! Jake! I had nothing to do with-"
"SILENCE!" The Huntsman intterupted. Then he turned to Jake. "Isn't sad to be betrayed? Don't worry. Soon my apprentice will put you out of your misery!" He laughed. "Huntsclan! Move out!" The Huntsclan teleported Jake to the Huntslair, and locked him in a cell.
Why didn't I listen to Gramps and Fu? Jake thought sadly.
Over at the shop, Lao Shi was pacing the floor when the mail fairy came.
"Delivary for the Chinese Dragon." Lao looks suprised as he signed the clipboard. He opens the envelope and gasps when he sees the Huntsman's face.
"I have your dragon." The Huntsman's face laughed, then dissappears. The aged Dragon Master could do nothing but stand there with his mouth hanging open.
What'll happen next? Stay tuned!