CH V
AN: Sorry this one took forever to get out, I had summer school and I wasn't sure where to go next for the story. But anyway, please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own ADJL
The necklace actually turned out to quite useful-- it did help Jake control his more 'ferocious' side, and it also looked totally awesome: plus his mom and dad didn't even ask him where he got it! Life went on…he fought the occasional bad guy, saved some magical creatures-- but the presence of the huntsclan was zilch. He hadn't seen any of them for weeks-- which under other circumstances would have Jake jumping for joy-- but now it made him worried.
He noticed Rose got very nervous every now and then. Once he saw her walking down the hall, totally alone, and out of nowhere, she breaks into a full sprint to the girl's room. It was usually whenever she heard a noise; she wouldn't even think twice, she would bolt faster than anyone he had ever seen. 'If she should be scared about something,' thought Jake ' I should be too.' He didn't even bother to ask her, she wouldn't give him a straight answer anyway.
It was probably weird for anyone who saw her, but Rose needed to see how fast she could get to the bathroom and change into her Huntsgirl outfit. She was practicing, and she didn't want to be slow to her master if he began the mission. All she was told was that it would be between her classes and she needed to be quick. As she pulled her mask back over her head, she glanced at her watch. It was flashing 2:45, and that was probably the soonest she could get dressed. She reset the watch, but just as she was about to change back, her communicator beeped, and the image of the Huntsman appeared.
"The time has come Huntsclan members. Get to your positions and corral everyone you can into the cafeteria."
"Time to go to work," muttered Rose, and took off for the meeting ground. Today, she would find out her enemy's human form, and she would destroy him.
Jake barely had time to comprehend what was happening, first, some huntsclan punks show up, then they hog-tie the 'Professor' and ordered every one to get up and follow them. Jake decided to hold off beating the snot out of the two and figure out what was going on—well, that and there was also nowhere to transform without anyone seeing. They made their way to the lunchroom—they were allowed to walk around, and most people found their friends and just tried to stay together, these guys were dangerous. Jake was sure they were after him when he saw the Huntsman in the middle just standing there… with a few other members of his whacked out cult. And, of course, Huntsgirl, who stood next to him. They were saying something to one another, and Jake was sure they were debating on what to do next.
"But master," argued Rose, "he could be any of those kids, and I don't think he would willingly show himself off in a crowd!"
"We will force him too, even if we must harm some of these children in the process," answered the huntsman. Silently, Rose prayed that Jake would stay out of sight. If she wanted to tell him all the things she had to say, she wished with all her heart that he wouldn't be picked to be bait for that Dragon.
For the better part of an hour, Jake just sat around. He had managed to find Spud and Trixie, and the trio was trying to figure out what to do next.
"I say you get all Dragon on 'em, Jakie," suggested Trixie in a hushed voice. "They'll find out sooner or later, and they might try to hurt some innocent kids to get you into the open."
"No, if we're lucky, it won't come to that," was all Jake could say.
"Take him!" shouted a voice, but Jake identified it as soon as he heard it. It was the Huntsman, and he was pointing to Brad, who tried to escape, but was soon shackled. Then he was dragged before the huntsman.
"I know that you're out there Dragon, and if you don't want to see him hurt, you will show yourself," proclaimed the Huntsmen but there was no response. "So, you are playing this silently eh? Alright I guess I must draw a harder line!" And with that he raised his staff in the air and powered it up. He was about to strike when a voice stopped him.
"You want me so bad you hurt some innocent kids, jeez, that is so lame," commented Jake as he strode to the center.
Rose was just about to scream at him, but restrained herself.
"If you, child, are the American Dragoon, show me!"
Jake breathed a deep breath; he was about to give the Huntsman what he had wanted the most. Jake knew he couldn't back out now. He looked down, satisfied that his necklace was still around his neck, and just looked up. He didn't even bother with his battle cry.
And when he saw the fear in just about all the huntsclan members' eyes, he smirked.
This was impossible-- Jake Long, the boy that Rose could actually say that she like turned into her most hated enemy! She felt like breaking down but the sight of him mercilessly tearing many of the other members to shreds turned her surprise to anger, and she rushed him.
He felt her before actually seeing her. After he had transformed, many of the members rushed him in an attempt to pin him down, to no avail. He swung out with his tail and caught a line of about four of them in the head, no doubt leaving out of the fight. But Huntsgirl threw herself at him and swung with her staff, and although he dodged, when he looked down, the necklace lay at his feet. And suddenly, he felt a horrible rage run through his veins, and as his consciousness was pressed to the back of his own mind he felt himself get tackled by many members of the huntsclan.
Rose figured that with seven grown men on top of him, the Dragon would finally yield. Imagine her surprise when the pile erupted and blood dripped from many of the men on the floor, blood that was now cornering his mouth, a mouth that twisted into a sickening smile. And his eyes had reminded her of their encounter at the ski trip, where she saw a side of this dragon that she prayed she would never see again; her prayers were not answered.
He lunged and spread his wings, launching fireballs from both his mouths and was rewarded with direct hits on many members trying to shoot him down. The beast was rewarded with screams and the delicious smell of cooked human flesh. He came down in front the Huntsmen and gave him another sickening smile. But the master showed to fear, just determination. He ran at him and swung high. The dragon got on all fours and swung out the man's legs, but decided not to finish him-- he wanted to play with his food.
As the leader rose to his feet, he asked, "Now this is new Dragon, no witty banter? No insults? I think I like this new you."
His voice that responded drove fear into everyone in the room, it was like a lion's roar, and was like an evil snarl. "Well, old man, I got tired of saying that stuff, you got really boring to be totally honest," he smirked and launched himself at the Huntsman-- and the battle was joined.
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