Chapter 5: Reasons and Lessons
Jake did well into beating the werewolves into pulps. After Jake's job was done, he was then stuck into fighting the leader since Mark didn't take care of it. "Stupid liar. Wants me to take care of everything." Jake grumbled to himself as he defeated the leader while suffering minor bruises. Jake now laid there in human form, tired and worn from his fight. Then, he heard the sound of clapping. Slow clapping.
"Well done. I guess he trained you well." Mark said as he approached Jake with a evil smile across his face. Jake got up to try to fight, but Mark calmed him down. "Let me explain. I am what you call a evaluator. The reason why I didn't help was the fact that I wanted to see you in action when you have no one to help you, and you passed. The werewolf attack was planned by me. It was my job to evaluate you and then give a full report to the council. I think you might have known about it, right?" Mark explained calmly.
"So… I passed?" Jake asked.
"Passed? Man, you did it with flying colors. I have never seen anyone do that in a long time. You did good, but now I gotta go. You know, I think I might have seen a new American dragon. One with…how should I say it…heart?" Mark said.
"Heart?" Jake asked. "I think you mean my skills are the macdaddy of em all." Jake said.
Mark laughed to himself. "No. I mean heart-the will to go on, to survive. That's what made you what you are today. Remember that." Mark said as he started to leave. "Maybe we can see each other again. I don't know when, but I am sure we will." He called out as he flew to the moonlit skies.
"Yeah. Maybe we will." Jake said as he sat by a tree, closed his eyes, and repeated the words just told to him in his mind.
That's it. That's the story. When I said new, I meant new person, not a second amdrag. I thought about that, but with my timeframe, it would take too long. Please r and r this story.