CHAPTER TWO

(One year earlier) Jake awoke lazily in the middle of the night, looked at his alarm clock which read One A.M. He tried to remember why he awoke at this hour, realizing at that moment that he was feeling a scratchy burning sensation in this throat, he looked up at his ceiling and noticed a scorch mark right above his head. He had been breathing fire in his sleep. He got up and headed downstairs into the kitchen for a glass of water. He grabbed a glass and started pouring, when it was full he began to drink, but suddenly he thought he heard a thump behind him, he turned quickly but saw nothing.

He started to walk back up the stairs but just as his foot was on the first step, he felt a pair of hands grab him and pull him back. He managed to break free and turn around to see an ogre standing right behind him. He must have been eight feet tall, his head just making contact with the ceiling, the ogres hands were balled into fists and he was about to attack. "Dragon Up!" Jake shouted. Taking dragon form he plunged at the ogre, they grappled with each other and started to struggle. At that point Jake was to preoccupied that a second ogre came up behind him and squashed him into submission. Suddenly the two ogres knocked Jake on top of the head and he passed out. They then carried him out the door and into the night.