Don't own...such a damn shame
One little tidbit here, maybe I should have been more clear in my explanation, pretty much, everything remains the same except, Jake's second wish was simply for Rose not to die, her memory remains, and the Huntsclan had still once existed, and her and her parents live in Midtown Manhattan not Hong Kong. Okay, that should bring all of you up to snuff. PLEASE REVIEW
Chapter 2: Russian Hospitality
"Hey Rose."
"Oh, hey Jake." they exchanged a kiss "Whose your friend?"
"Greetings, I am Nikolai Borodin, new student from Russia, hence the swagger accent." Nick said. Jake chuckled "You may call me Nick."
"Okay, nice to meet you Nick." she reached out her hand.
"I'm sorry, I don't shake." if he finished his sentence it would be 'I don't shake criminals.'
"Oh righty then, do you hug?"
"Well-"
"Aw come on you stick in the mud give her a hug." Jake insisted
"Come on."
"Well I, oh, your already hugging me." Nick showed no emotion as Rose assaulted him with a hug. She released
"So, Russia, that's gotta be pretty cool." Rose said
"No not really, there's factories everywhere, everyone lives in projects, it's cold as hell, and everything smells like nuclear waste."
"Oh, how depressing." Rose hung her head
"Yes very much so." Jake threw his head on the table "Rose, can I ask you question?"
"Sure thing."
"I'm going to say the following words and you tell me first thing that pops into your head, okay?"
"Sure, sure."
"Kill me." Jake moaned
"Okay here goes: kill, maim, stab, garrote, murder, decapitate, saw of, dest-"
"Hey, there Nick gonna talk to you this way, there buddy." "Give us a sec Rose." he pushed him away
"What you doing, I had her on ropes-[smack] ow." Jake literally smacked him outside the head.
"What the hell is the matter with you stupid, your gonna scare her!"
"That is idea, yes?" another smack "Ow."
"Look, leave the interrogating to me, okay?" Jake insisted
"Alright, it is as you say, your funeral, man."
"Dude, we gotta get you some slang tips, and fast."
"Whatever you say my friend." they sat back down
"Everything okay?" Rose asked
"Yes, all is good."
"Were all good Rose." Jake said Trixie and Spud sat down.
"Hey guys." Trix said
"Hey Russian dude, uh...Niko right?" Spud asked
"Yes, uh; Spud is it?"
"Correct."
Well, I have all you here now, it's time I said something."
"No, that's okay Nick-"
"Ease up Jake, is not that." Nick continued "I am aware you know Jake is the American Dragon...I am the Russian Dragon, they call me Dragon Red." "I am detective for Dragon Council, as of moving to New York, I have landed biggest case of my life."
"Cool, whats the case?" Trixie asked
"That is top secret, between me and Jake, I feel though as I may need your held down road." Nick said
"That sounds cool." Rose said...clueless.
"Yes, I look forward to us working together." Nick said
"Yeah this'll be so cool, the five of us, each from different backgrounds, fighting magical crime, no huntsclan, it's perfect." Rose said happily
"Man, how great is her attitude, great right?" Jake said all up in Nick's face.
"...So you say." good response.
Later after school, the five split up
"Okay baby, see you tonight." Jake said to Rose
"See ya, love you." they kissed, and Rose walked home
"Isn't she great, and totally not evil right?"
"Yeah, I bet shes going to Central Park to lynch pixies and spit on puppies."
"Damn Russian attitude."
"Well you guys you two can talk all your cockamamie dragon whatever, I got a grandma to attend to, see ya tomorrow." Trixie said walking away
"See ya Trix." they said
"Well guys, I gotta hit the books, yup; gotta lot of homework."
"Spud, since when have you EVER given two damns about homework?" Jake asked
"Since this one is in anatomy class, duh."
"Spud, I hate to burst bubble, but they cut out women's private parts."
"Ah, that's okay, your witty accent can get me through that, see ya guys." Spud walked left, Nick and Jake walked across the street.
"So, I insist you meet my parents." Nick said
"Alright, unless they're uptight and hardassed."
"You would assume because we are Russian, however, my father is nicest guy in world, he too is dragon, mother is not, but she has known forever."
"But I thought you said your dad was a K.G.B. Agent, they hate Americans." Jake said
"Yes, but once economy failed, Dad quit, realized what she did was moronic, and changed his life around, like I said he works for C.I.A. Now."
"Hmm, changed his life around...worked for an evil empire...works for good now...ring any bells?"
"Hey, this is between me and huntsgirl, not father."
"You mean Rose."
"Her too."
"Well, I can prove to you she is innocent."
"Yeah, good luck with that." They walked to the outside of Nick's apartment building at Central Park East.
"Wow, nice place." Jake said starring
"Wait till you see penthouse." they entered the building, and took the elevator to the top floor.
"You have the whole floor to yourself?" Jake asked
"There's one other apartment."
"Where does your dad get the money?"
"C.I.A. Makes lot and I mean lot of money, plus my mom is public accountant, and besides don't think my job is non profit either."
"Hmm, that may be a good career choice." Jake pondered
"Yes, you would be good at it."
"And how would you know?" Jake asked
"Cause, I am too, familiar with your work."
"Ah, of course...I think."
"Ha ha, Jake I love your sense of humor, come." The elevator opened, there was a door on either side of the hallway. They approached the door on the left.
"Here we are, please excuse the boxes, we just moved in." Nick said with a knock.
"Yes?" Someones voice came from inside
"Is just me father, Niko."
"Oh, coming son." The door opened. He looked like Niko Bellic, just with more hair.
"Hello."
"Papa, this is Jake Long, American Dragon." "Jake is my father Sergei Josef Boris Fyodor Vladimir V-"
"He gets it Nikolai." Mr. Borodin said
"Hi ya, uh sir; Mr. Borodin."
"Hello Jacob, please come in." they entered
"Like I said Jake please excuse the mess." "We just moved in last evening."
"It's no prob, but this place is perfect, you were right about the money, shoot this can be our HQ."
"Not bad idea." "Come, my room is unpacked." They walked into Nick's room. Jake immediately noticed three flags hanging on the wall. On the left was an American flag, to the left a red flag with the Russian hammer and scythe in the corner with the Russian star below in the middle. Below that flag was the current Russian Flag with the horizontal red, white, and blue stripe.
"You uh...you sure your family no longer supports the U.S.S.R.?"
"Oh, that flag once belonged to Nikita Khrushchev, worth very much money."
"Whoa, nice."
"Okay, here is wire tap, use with caution, make sure she no sees it, I suggest you shave your chest." Nick warned
"...Yeah, I don't have-"
"I get it."
"So, your a real detective, right?"
"Yes..."
"You packing?"
"Of course, here; you take this for mission." Nick pulled out a small black handgun and a magazine, then loaded it. "Is TT30, old Russian handgun, is small, low caliber, fires 8 rounds, very accurate, no recoil, hits it's mark, and is lightweight and easily concealable." he handed it to Jake, who put it inside his jacket pocket.
"Cool." "Hey, I want you to meet my Grandpa, you and him would get along great." no they would not.
"Okay lets go." "Mama, Papa, I am going out with Jake for awhile, I see you later." they left the apartment.
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