"What the- Roxanne?" Jake said in shock, completely stunned at the sight below him. In dragon form, his daughter's eyes had glowed bright blue and was, as it seemed, controlling water to attack.

"No way…" Jake whispered.

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Back at the battle scene…

"What's happening?!" Huntsgirl practically screeched. "How on earth is she able to control water?!"

"I'd tell you if I knew" the Huntsmitress replied. "This is getting dangerous, the dragon isn't even conscious anymore!"

"What? How?"

"The answer'll have to wait. Let's go" the Huntsmistess said. She raised her staff and a glowing green orb surrounded her apprentice and herself before they disappeared.

Meanwhile, Roxanne was still in the middle of the river, her eyes still glowing blue. After a few more seconds, she calmed slowly and fainted. Jake arrived just in time to catch his daughter, already in human form. He stared at the spot where the Huntsmistress and the Huntsgirl had disappeared, frowning with a single thought in his mind. 'It couldn't be…' he thought.

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Roxanne POV

Ow, my aching head. What the hell happened? I feel like I've been-

I gasped, sitting up. It took me seconds to realize where I was.

My room.

"You're awake, finally"

I turned my head sharply. It was Fu. I blinked. "Wha…?"

He sighed. "Looks like you're still a little dazed there, kid. Take it easy or your dad won't be too happy. He's been really worried, you know"

I blinked again. What's wrong with me? My brain's working a little slow… I don't-

I gasped again, making Fu jump. "The park! The Huntsgirl! I… what…she-"

"Slow down, kid. It's ok, your dad brought you here" Fu explained.

I touched my head, trying to remember but not exactly succeeding. "But what happened?"

"That's what I'd like to know"

I looked up and meet my dad's black eyes filled with concern. He sat down at the foot of my bad. "How are you feeling?"

"I've felt better" was my immediate reply.

Dad smiled. "At least you're slowly getting back to your old self. Do you remember what happened?" His tone was soft but serious.

"I'm… I'm not sure. I remember going off to the park, meeting the Huntsgirl and her stupid mistress then getting angry… That's pretty much it"

"Hm… and you don't recall anything else?" Dad asked.

I racked my brain. Nothing but another splitting headache came. "Nope" I answered.

"I see." Dad sighed. "You better get some rest then"

"Wait! I want to know what happened to the Huntsgirl. Did you-?"

He shook his head. "Actually, it was you that drove them away"

I blinked. "Me? How?" My voice sounded utterly surprised, too utterly surprised that I scolded myself. Then again, I was pretty much losing the way I remembered it. So what had happened?

"You really don't remember anything, do you?" dad said.

"Remember what?" I asked, my irritation growing with my confusion.

"You defeated them by controlling water"

Just when I thought my brain couldn't think any slower, it did. I sat there, blinking.

"Rox? Roxanne?"

"Yo, kid, you still in there?"

I suddenly felt my dad's hands on my shoulders. I stared at him. "Did you just say what I think you just said?"

He nodded.

"Awesome! And all this time I've been wasting my time with silly fireballs?" I said incredulously.

Dad and Fu stared at me.

"What?" I stared back at them.

They burst out laughing.

"We've definitely got her back" Fu chortled.

Ding Dong

The doorbell suddenly rang.

"We're not expecting anyone, are we?" I asked.

Dad shook his head. "I'll get it" he said, stood up and left my room. I heard him go down the stairs. After a few minutes, he came back with-

My eyes widened. "Matt? What are you doing here?"

"Hey, Rox" he started, scratching the back of his head lightly. "I, well, wanted to talk to you about…well…" He stared at my dad who was raising his eyebrows. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

Dad smiled. "No, it's fine. I'll be downstairs if you need me. Let's go, Fu" he said to the gray Shar-Pei and left my room once again.

Awkward silence filled the room. I looked down, not wanting to meet Matt's eyes. I just recalled what had happened between us. It's hard to believe that our fight just happened earlier today. It feels like ages since I've seen him or argue with that blond headed dragon-hater. And now that I think about it, our fight was about her. Why do we always argue anyway?

…

Hm, weird enough, I really don't know. Something in her just… just makes me want to retort. And why does Matt have to like her so much? That double-ganger. Speaking of double-ganger, why does she look like me anyway? I mean, how can she look like me? Ok, going way off the topic over there.

I sighed, looking at Matt who still didn't seem to be able to say anything. Matt and I have been friends since we were kids, I can't believe we had fought like that. I guess I must have been really pissed, to let my anger come between my friendship with Matt. Friends… I guess that's all we're ever going to be…

"Listen, Rox-"

"I'm sorry" I blurted out.

"I- what?"

"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I didn't mean to. I was just angry, that's all" I muttered, refusing to stare at him. There were another few moments of silence.

"Roxanne, will you look at me?"

Something in his soft tone made me look up. He was smiling. "Look, I'm sorry too. I should have known better than to talk to you that way when you were angry"

"Yeah, you should" I murmured agreeably.

He raised an eyebrow at me.

I grinned. "Kidding"

He grinned back. "You better be. Friends?"

I frowned inwardly. "Definitely" I replied.

"By the way, what are you doing in bed in the middle of the day?" he asked.

"What? A girl can't rest peacefully in her own bed?"

"You know that's not what I meant"

"I know"

We both laughed. Matt transferred to the foot of my bed and sat down. "You know, Rox… There's something I want to tell you…"

That peaked my curiosity. "What is it?"

"You said earlier, that you had a lot of things to deal with, remember?"

"Oh, that, forget it. I was frustrated. You don't have to-"

"I know I don't. But I want to." He meet my gaze. "Always remember, I'm here for you no matter what, 'kay? You can trust me with anything. As your best friend, the least I could do is take off one of your loads, right?" He smiled.

I stared at him. Those eyes, it feels like he knows everything. But that's just me wishing he did. Ever since I knew I was dragon, I've longed to tell you all about it, Matt. However, dad doesn't want me to. He said it wasn't supposed to be. The dragon council wouldn't hear any of it, bunch of old nutheads. Then again, I'm tired of lying. And since when have rules and I ever been the best of friends?

"Now that you said that, there's something I've just been dying to tell you…"