He was sitting in his room gazing at the sash that laid before him on the floor. Despair filled his mind. If the other dragons found out, maybe they'd reject him as inferior. He knew he'd never hear the end of it from Omi.
"Stupid cheese puff," he mumbled.
Raimundo'd get a kick out of it. He could here it now.
"Knew it was pointless to take Jack in…"
He growled slightly.
Clay wouldn't really care. Jack had little interactions with the Dragon of Earth. He might pretend to care. Jack didn't care. Who he really cared about was Kimiko. He didn't want her to leave him… Not that they were together or anything… No, not at all. They were friends. Jack felt his face heat up. Rejection via Kimiko would be the worst.
But maybe there'd be no rejection. Maybe they wouldn't care. Yeah right, they were all power hungry in one way or another. To be associated with a maggot like himself may not be what the dragons wanted. He really didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay, but he wanted to be great, not evil. Evil was pointless. Jack shut his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, a sheet of paper slid in under his curtain.
" 'There is still hope…" Jack read aloud, "Meet me above for the help you seek…' Help? I don't need help."
He tossed the paper aside. He tried to ignore it, but he couldn't help turning to look at it again.
"Above," he scoffed, "What does that even mean?"
Jack thought a moment. Drawing his curtain back, he looked across the hall and out the window the mountain near the temple.
"Above… Yeah right."
He closed the curtain again.
Jack put on his heli-bot and checked for the other monks before heading out to the courtyard and flying off to the peak.