Chapter 5: Picking Up

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A bit of a longer chapter for you, but not much progression, although the points of view will be largely combined from now on. I'm updating pretty quickly with lots of ideas (only started writing yesterday), Hope I've got grandpa/jake's speech alright. I'm going to watch some AD:JL that I've got recorded tonight (Ski Trip, HongKongNights and The Hunted) to give me some more info for the voices. Hope its still good for all ya. Keep reviewing and I'll keep updating


Jake descended, dropped Fu in front of the shop, and changed back into human form.

"Yo gramps, what you got for me then, Pixies in peril? Mermaids in… Yo gramps, what's up?"

Lao Shi was sat upon a stall, head bowed clearly in deep thought. He raised is head and turned to look at Jake. "I have just received a message from the dragon order.. it seems Councillor Chang has escaped from her prison."

"But that's totally whack! Wasn't that thing designed to hold her?" responded Jake

"The kid's got a point" continued Fu, I saw that thing being built, in fact I put a couple of hundred biscuits on her never getting out? The dragon council got any theories about how she did it?"

"Many, but I don't believe any one of them?" replied Lao Shi. "I don't believe she could've done that without help, and the Dark Dragon wasn't sighted anywhere near the island"

"But that means…" spluttered Jake

"It means" muttered Lao Shi "that we should be very careful about trusting anyone whom we cannot vouch for"

'I've had enough of mistrust' thought Jake, Rose popping into his head again

"With Chang returned to his side, the Dark Dragon will once again become a fearsome enemy to the American Dragon," continued Lao Shi, "And the Huntsclan look stronger than ever following their bold moves at the Equinox"

He and Fu both glanced at Jake at this point, as if waiting for him to speak… finally he did. "The AmDrag's out of here!" he shouted as he left and slammed the door.

As he stepped out onto the street he felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket. 'Probably Trix or Spud' he thought, not touching it, he didn't feel like talking. Then, realising he shouldn't take it out on his friends; he retrieved the phone from his pocket. And gasped, amazed at the number on the screen, not Trixie or Spud. Apprehensive he put the phone to his ear and accepted the call. "Please Don't hang up, Jake, its me"