To YFWE: I'll keep the rating the way it is, or at least for now. I'm glad you're reading:)

To RadiantBeam: Yup, Derek's like his dad.

To someone who loves your sto… : I'm glad to know you like it, Jack's dragon powers are pretty much his only powers, like any other dragon. You go on neopets? I do to! Stefaniestar is my username there.

People so sorry it took so long I had a major writer's block, and I recently started another story and its Incredibles, so I still have to get used to the part where the older sister have the same name, ya know what I mean? Violet Long and Violet Parr?

ANYWAY here's chapter thirteen, I must warn you thirteen is an unlucky number… (laughs) Kidding!

Chapter Thirteen

Violet opened her eyes. She blinked several times before realizing where she was- underneath a pile of concrete. Her wings were pressed tightly against her back and her body was pinned down.

She tried to get up but couldn't. She breathed in as much air as the weight on top of her would allow and lifted the pile of concrete with all the strength left within her.

She stood up, her legs weak and aching. She took several shaky steps forward before collapsing again. She saw a figure not too far ahead. "T-Tria?" Violet said weakly.

"Violet!" Tria exclaimed. She ran over to her. "Are you a'right?" she asked. "I've been searchin' this whole place for you ever since I woke up."

"What happened?" Violet asked, "H-how long have I b-been knocked out?"

"Quite long," Tria mumbled.

"How long?"

"Long enough for him to take over," Tria mumbled, avoiding the look of shock on Violet's blue dragon eyes.

"WHAT?" Violet exclaimed. "H-how could he? What happened?" She asked, unable to believe what she'd just heard.

"Vi, ya can't go attackin' him now! He's on top in NYC!" Tria said.

"Wait… only this city?" Violet asked.

"For now," Tria replied.

"Oh…" Violet mumbled. She felt tired and weak again. She's used a lot of strength and energy in pushing the concrete and who-knows-what off her. "Rest… need some rest…"

Tria watched as Violet got to sleep. "I guess you'll need it." Tria muttered.

"Come out of wherever you're hiding, boy!" growled a hypnotized dragon. He looked left and right, scanning the streets with his evil red eyes. "You can run, but you can't hide!" he yelled angrily before leaving to look in another street.

Jack lifted the lid of the dumpster with a trembling hand. Once he was sure the guard was gone, he opened the dumpster completely and crawled out.

He leaned against the alley walls, breathing heavily, heart pounding, eyes darting to and fro. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, hoping it would help calm him.

"Okay, Jack," he said to himself, "objective one- keep yourself away from the public's eye, objective two- find you're family, obje-" he stopped when he saw an elf taking out the laundry. "Find a disguise…" Jack said with a smile.

The next morning, Violet and Tria talked with one another about a plan to become reunited with their families.

"We need a disguise or somethin' like 'at." Tria said.

"Hmm," Violet tried to remember a spell she'd read about somewhere. "Aha! I got it!"

"What?" Tria raised an eyebrow.

Violet didn't answer, "Don't move," she put her hands on a bewildered Tria's ears, "Mucro Auris!"

Tria ears suddenly grew pointy. "What did you do?" Tria asked.

"We can disguise ourselves as elves," Violet said, doing the same to her own ears.

Tria giggled as Violet's ears became pointed.

"What?" Violet asked, "You look just as ridiculous, ya know!"

"You do realize this won't disguise us entirely,"

"Trust me, I have an idea, pointy ear,"

"'Pointy ear' yourself, sharp ear!"

Jack pulled the hood of the cloak he'd found over his face. He sighed nervously. He glanced at the bar he was to sneak into, two large, bulky dragons stood guarding the entrance. If he wasn't desperately in need of something to drink he wouldn't be taking such a risk.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the guards. "Let me through," he said in a voice as deep as he could manage.

"What if he's one of the Longs?" the guard asked his partner.

"Nah! He's too short to be that Jake guy." said the other guard.

"What about the kid?"

"He sounds like a grown up, man," said the second guard, "let him through,"

"I guess you're right, pal," He faced Jack, who was holding his breath, "Get in,"

Jack began walking in when the second guard put a clawed hand on his shoulder. Jack tried not too flinch… or at least not to flinch too obviously. Jack tensed as the dragon leaned closer, he hoped the hood had covered his face well enough.

"Stay away from the Minotaur Wine," the dragon told him, "you'll be dazed 'till dawn,"

Jack relaxed, "I-I'll try to remember that," he said, remembering to disguise his voice at the last minute. He nodded before entering, he looked around, trying to find an empty spot. He put his hands in his pockets before growling in frustration. "Great! I got nothing!"

He walked over to a table where two hooded figures sat drinking iced tea. "Uh… excuse me…" he said unsurely, he thought of what to say as the figures turned to face him.

"C-can I… uh…" he gazed thirstily at their drinks, "Can I borrow some money?" he asked quietly.

A hand grabbed his wrist, "Jack, it's you!"

Who could it be?