A/n: Yay! An update! That being said, I'll let you read the story.. :D
Heart of Fire – Chapter Five
Drago quickly assessed the situation. Jade was standing in the way of the only exit – that is unless the dragon and his colleagues were and able to get back to the cleaning supplies room and climb up one hundred feet of air vent, which they weren't. He looked at Jade again, realizing that she was holding a gun in both hands. It was pointed at him, and he could see the bullet in the barrel. Trying not to panic, Drago hoped that she wouldn't be trigger-happy. Dragon demon he may be, but he could still feel pain.
"The jig is up, Drago. Now, kindly tell the gecko gang to put the talismans back. Now," Jade ordered, without a trace of humor. She was dead serious. He could never remember seeing her like this when she was younger.
"Now, Jade. Don't go doing anything stupid," Drago replied, hoping that it would distract her.
"What? How could I do anythi-" Jade started, her look of fury replaced by a puzzled one. She was definitely distracted.
Drago knew what he had to do. Feinting left, just in case she could follow him, the dragon snaked his arm around to the right, grabbing hold of the barrel of the gun and twisting. It bended under his powerful grip like putty. To some extent, it was now a harmless piece of metal.
Now, the only problem was Jade herself. No doubt that she wouldn't just let him out with even one talisman. That is, if she had a choice. The demon knew that he didn't have much time, as reinforcements were probably on the way. He didn't like what he was going to do, especially if it meant there being a risk of hurting Jade, but he was running out of options fast.
"Sorry," he whispered to the human so that only she could hear. Then, jumping up, he kicked her a hair's length away from her collarbone. She flew fast and hard, slamming through the door, and hit the brick wall of the hallway behind it. Drago winced as he heard the sickening sound of bone cracking.
To everyone else in the room, it looked like for one instant Jade had the upper hand, and the next, she was unconscious. Hey, they don't call it dragon speed for nothing. Needless to say, Ratso, Finn, and Chow were astounded.
"Nice one!" Finn said.
"…yeah," Drago replied half-heartedly. "Now, let's get out of here!"
Miraculously, the demon and humans made it out of Section 13 alive, without mishap, and without a scratch, also possessing all twelve talismans. It was one for the history books.
But instead of feeling proud, Drago couldn't help feeling guilty, thrashing a human around like that. A female human. An attractive female human.
Agh! He scolded himself. You're doing it again! Stop it, stop it! She is a Chan. Remember what they did to you? They stopped you from taking over the world! It would have all been yours!
Disrupted from his thoughts, the dragon demon looked up just in time to see an old car getting closer and closer… Wham! Startled, he crashed into it. Hey, I guess that's what you get when your hideout's a junkyard.
"Whoa… are you ok?" Ratso asked, while Chow helped his employer up.
"I… think so…" Drago answered distractedly.
"Well, we've got all the talismans now. What do we have to do?" Finn questioned.
Dusting himself off, the dragon remembered the book of spells from Uncle's shop. Sighing, he flipped it open to the resurrection spell…
Sunlight streamed through the open window of the hospital room, the beams of light making the inhabitant blink a few times. She tried to sit up, but soon discovered that the nerves right below her neck were sending almost nauseating amounts of pain to her head. Fighting to remain conscious, Jade laid back down on her pillows, trying to shake the fog from her head and remember what happened.
It came back to her all at once, Black promoting her to Captain, Drago breaking in to Section 13, thinking she could handle him and his idiot followers on her own… and then getting her collarbone broken.
How could I have been so stupid? She asked herself. Did all these years cause me to forget that he's a demon?
But… Jade's eyes widened as she remembered this bit… what was that he had whispered to her, right before kicking her? "Sorry." Sorry! What was he playing at? Pretending like he cared, so that she wouldn't know what to expect next time?
Or… did it… did he mean it? Jade shook her head vigorously, resulting in fresh waves of pain from her collarbone working their way up to their head.
All thoughts of the dragon were pushed from Jade's mind as two people entered the room, Jackie and Cap… Mr. Black.
"Jade!" Jackie cried, trying to rush over to hug her, but failed due to Black's hand on his arm.
"Don't forget, Jackie, that she's hurt," Black reminded.
Nodding, the archaeologist went over to sit at the foot of his niece's bed. Jade noticed a few strands of white in his jet-black hair.
"I told you to wait for reinforcements," Jackie scolded.
Smiling weakly, the young Captain shook her head sadly, wincing at the pain. She made a mental note not to move her neck at all. "I'm sorry, Jackie. But you've got to understand. Drago has been evading the sentence that he's doomed to for as long as I can remember. Wouldn't you want to catch him?"
Sighing, Jackie was inclined to agree. He had wanted to catch Drago. But… going after him alone was simply not logical. Jade would learn, one day. Everyone did.
Back at the junkyard, Drago paled. One of the ingredients for the spell… it was… tricky to get. It was the essence of your worst enemy. Jackie Chan, of course, was the answer to this obvious, unasked question. But, all of the Chan family was usually at Section 13. Usually.
"Hey, I have an idea," Chow said, reading over the demon's shoulder. "Most likely Jade's in the hospital, after a kick like that, and won't be able to fight back if we… cut off some of her hair, say."
Drago nodded mutely. He didn't know what he would do if he saw Jade all weak and helpless, and he didn't want to find out. "You three, you know what to do. I'll stay here and… work on the spell. Oh, and, be careful not to hurt… erm… just… be careful with her, ok? She might have something broken."
Nodding, the Enforcers waited until they were out of the junkyard to exchange puzzled glances. Caring about the well being of someone else? Was there something wrong with Drago? He was definitely not the cold, heartless demon they had worked for all those years ago. Was he?
A/N: Yay! Sorry this chapter took so long to get posted . It was fun to write! Ooh, Drago's falling for Jaaadee -sings- And she doesn't know what to think.
I'm visiting my aunt and uncle this weekend, so I'm not updating then… hmm. So, expect an update sometime next week. Mm-kay:D
Oh, and, to everyone who's expecting a review for their story from me, or who emails me, I'm checking my email tomorrow! Yay! XD