Chapter Two

"Talk to him, Vi, he's the new guy," Tria urged.

"For the thousandth time- NO!" Violet slammed her locker shut. "Besides, we just met!" she lowered her voice, "How do you know if he likes me?"

"Come on, just try," Tria insisted.

"No, and besides, we might be late for Rotwood's class," Violet said.

"Fine, ya stubborn lizard," Tria muttered.

"Lizard?"

"Well a dragon's a lizard, ain't it?"

"Whatever," Violet walked off. She suddenly hid behind a set of lockers.

"Violet? Vi, where are you? I got ya violets again!" said Robert Morton. He looked around and walked off.

Once he was out of sight, Violet breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes! Escaped the Morton!" she said.

"And Vi, if he sees you out with another dude, he'll probably leave you alone," Tria said.

"Probably, but not surely," Violet replied.

Violet walked to her father's shop. She opened the door and walked in. "Hey, dad, Farrell" she said, dropping her bag on the ground.

"So what are we doin' today?" she asked.

"Actually, we'll just be patrollin' today," Jake replied.

"Cool! Where do we start?" Violet asked.

"We can start in Magus Bazaar until it gets dark and patrol New York," Jake answered.

"Can I help?" Farrell asked.

"Of course! And if you need anything for those repairs you keep havin' to do ya can get it," said Jake.

"Thanks," the ferret said.

"She's goin' to Magus Bazaar then back here tonight," a hooded figure said. He was looking into a bowl of a potion that let him see and communicate with who he was talking to.

"Good, you can capture her, tonight when it gets dark. Your color will blend in perfectly," said the Dark Dragon.

"Oh, I will, sir," he said, "Whatever ya say."

"Good, practice your skills while waiting, I shall cast spells on my Shades to make them stronger and more powerful,"

"Anything for me?" he asked eagerly.

"Yes, after you bring her here, my son,"

"Expect her there tonight, father,"

Violet thought of the boy she'd met, he did seem like a nice guy. He was quite polite, too. 'He looks pretty good,' Violet thought, 'I wonder if he just thinks of me as some clumsy idiot,'

'I hope he doesn't,' she thought. She faintly heard someone call her name.

"OUCH!" she shrieked as she felt something hard hit her head. She instinctively grabbed what she hit when she found herself high up in the air.

She was in her dragon form, hanging on to the tree branch of a tall tree. She let go and flapped her wings. She rubbed her forehead (which she hit).

"Vi, what happened? You flew into that tree head first," said Farrell, who was riding her back.

"Violet, you a'right?" Jake asked, flying closer to her.

"Yeah, just… uh… not looking where I was goin'," she said.

"Violet, you were facing that tree," Jake said, then he smiled, "What were you thinkin' about?"

"Nothing," Violet said hastily, eager to change the subject.

"I've known you long enough to know it's rarely ever nothing," he said, "And it sure doesn't sound like nothing,"

"Can we please talk about something else?" she begged.

"You sure you don't wanna tell me?" Jake asked.

"Yes!"

"Okay, just watch where you're goin' next time," Jake said.

"Yeah, I will dad," Violet promised.

"Good," Jake nodded his head. He looked at his watch, "It's okay to go back to New York now, come on,"

Jake ad his daughter stood on the Empire State Building. They looked around, there didn't seem to be any trouble tonight. But they didn't see a figure behind them.

Dark blue flames surrounded the figure and it revealed a black dragon with navy blue spikes, claws, chest and stomach. The dragon watched them.

He crept closer… and closer…

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