Chapter 3: The Return
"You called me?" Asked a Huntsmen, decked out in full costume.
"Yes. We are having trouble with that lasted American Dragon." The Huntsman said irritably.
"I still don't see your meaning. I retired from the Clan fifteen years ago. Why have you called me after all these years?"
"You were one of the best spies, and we have declined in number. We need you to spy on the American Dragon; you will be graciously awarded if you succeed. Your family would enjoy season trips to the Bahamas and dining in fine restaurant, would they not?" The Huntsmaster bribed.
"Call me during your next fight. I will find out this 'American Dragon' identity. Piece of cake." The Huntsmen grinned. "Just allow me the pleasure of being there when you slay him." Both started laughing, a horrible villainous sound.
"Huntsmaster?" A blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl walked in. She was wearing a pink and green pair of pajamas, and her hair was tied up in a ponytail. "Is this my new partner?"
The Huntsmaster looked over at the girl and nodded. "Huntsgirl, this is your new partner, Scott Long."
The girl's eyes grew wide for a moment at the mentioning of his name. "Long? Are you related to Jake Long?" she asked.
"My son. You know him, I presume?" the Huntsmen replied. The girl nodded.
"Yes, it is too bad neither of your children have showed signs of being Huntsclan material. We really need more recruits. You're sure they have no marks?"
"I am sure, Master. Neither was born with marks. Jake is already thirteen and Hailey seven." The Huntsmen said. Huntsmaster sighed.
"Very well. Remember your mission, you are to spy on the American Dragon, and when you find his identity, you must report back here immediately."
"Yes, sir." Scott replied, and he walked out of the room.