Seeing Jake Again

Rose's P.O.V.

I can't believe I evaded all those slayers. Looking in retrospect, I should have told about Jake and let the Huntsmaster dismiss the idea and focus on the other students since he's already so adamant with the idea of one of them being a dragon. Then I could be there to slay the dragon instead of hiding at Central Park. At least I got a nice surprise here: Jake and his friends appearing with their skateboards.

"Don't you feel better, Jake?" Trixie asked.

"Yeah! But I still miss Rose." This comment made me glad Jake still loves me but sad for him.

"Jake, you should be glad the Huntsgirl is gone. She's bad news." Trixie now made me mad. How dare she… wait, did she call me 'Huntsgirl'? Does she know?

"Yeah, bro." Spud added. "If Rose were around she's slay you and use your pelt for whatever slayers use dragon pelt for."

Do they believe Jake is a dragon? No! The dragon must be tricking them. They don't know about their shapeshifting powers so they're easier to trick. Could Jake have been tricked as well? Or worse, killed?

"I agree with Spud." Trixie said. "Rose is a cold-hearted murderer like the other dragonslayers. As soon as she realizes you weren't lying she and the others will slay you and your whole family."

I never thought I'd see my life described like this. I know the Huntsmaster warned me humans not raised in the Huntsclan could not understand the importance of our cause but being called a murderer? Don't they understand dragons aren't people? I'll show them. But first I must see if Jake's family is okay.

I first went to his Grandfather's shop, where I got two surprises: first, I realized it's the shop which roof the Huntsmaster and I fought the American Dragon and his dragon master during my early days on field; second, I saw the older dragon's human form and that stupid dog entering through the shop's back door like they owned the place. Using one of my hairpins, I entered the shop.

"Fu, I'm worried about Jake. He was too irresponsible by revealing his identity to Rose. I'm glad she didn't believe."

"And now she left school, she'll never find out, old man. We're free."

"I feel it's too soon to celebrate, Fu."

Desperate for any evidence Jake Long is not a dragon, I went to the Hall of Records. There, I found out Canal Street Electronics is on the name of a Lao Shi Luong or Luong Lao Shi back in China. Researching further, I found out he's indeed the American Dragon's dragon master. Checking upon personal records, I found out he has a daughter named Susan Luong, who was renamed Susan (I hesitated before reading) LONG upon her marriage to a Jonathan Long. Both of them registered as parents of (sigh) Jacob Luke Long and Haley Kay Long. There's no more denying. Jake Long is the American Dragon.

That night – at Jake's home – Nobody's P.O.V.

"Jake, I agree with your friends." Susan said. "You should be glad the Huntsgirl left. And to think I had my son attending the same school that murderer. You're lucky she didn't believe otherwise she'd have slain you and clued the Huntsclan to the rest of our family."

"Mom, the mere fact Rose didn't slay me on the simple chance I was, well, me, means she's not so evil." Jake replied.

"Jacob Luke Long!" A shocked Susan Long replied. "She's obviously tricking you. If that murderer ever returns into our lives, I'll have the Dragon Council on her as soon as possible."

"Honestly, I don't think we'll ever get any news from her so soon, Mom."

"I hope so, Jake."

Later, at the dream realm, Rose crossed Jake's door. There, she saw Jake's latest conversation with his mother and got shocked dragons see the Huntsclan as the evil ones. She then decided to talk to her beloved one. "Jake!"

"Rose?" A shocked Jake asked. "Are you real? Or is it just a dream?"

"Of course this is a dream, Jake, but why would it mean I'm not real?" Rose replied, showing him her dream charm.

"Uh, what's this, Rose?"

"A dream charm, Jake." Rose answered. "They allow their users to visit the dream realm and the dreams of other people and this is how I'm here. I thought all dragons knew that. I guess this is just another thing I was wrong about dragons. In fact, I'm not even sure of what to believe and what not to believe about magical creatures. Until I am, I'll stay away for a long while. Oh, and that Jaren MacArthur fiasco and the fact you found me at the ski trip had already made the Huntsmaster suspect the American Dragon is a student of Millard Fillmore Middle School so, beware." She then had an afterthought. "And goodbye, Jake."

"Wait. How will I know it's real once I wake up?"

She then handed him a note. "It'll be with you when you wake up."

When Jake woke up, Rose was proven right when he noticed her note. After reading it, he saw it was pretty much the same she had already told him in the dream. Not wanting another lecture from his mother, Jake didn't tell her anything and went straight to Lao Shi for advice.

"This is quite serious, young one." The old dragon said. "You must keep an open eye for any new face that shows up at your school. You never know who the Huntsclan might send."

LINE BREAK – Sigmund Brock's home

"Mr. Brock, we believe one of the students at Millard Fillmore Middle School is a dragon." Sigmund Brock's sponsor said.

"That school where my former protégé Hans Rotwood teaches Mythology?" Brock asked.

"I wouldn't call what he does 'teaching'." The sponsor replied. "The man can't tell the difference between a fairy and a wood nymph."

"That's why I gave him the dunce cap so many times." Brock said. "Are you sure about the dragon?"

"Yes. Is the Brockium ready?"

"Not yet, Sir."

"You'd better have a sample by the time you get a chance to get a job at that school."

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