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Chapter 6: Your Worst Nightmare, Realized
Shaun’s P.O.V[/b] Here I was again, the heart of New York City. Exactly where everything had started, and where I planned for everything to end. It had been roughly 24 hours since my breakout from the prison, yet I didn’t think the word had been spread yet.
Just as I had hoped, they hadn’t seen enough to figure out what happened and weren’t gullible enough to believe that there was footage of a devil like creature within in the cell. It was like the Big Foot conspiracy all over again.
My plan had been absolutely full proof, just as I had suspected. There was one major problem now though, identity. I might be able to make it by the first few days, what with my overgrown hair and all, but sooner or later someone would have to spot me out, someone would notice I looked an awful lot like that mental patient, Shaun Morgan. I was going to make sure that didn’t happen.
Morning had just broken, and I had flown on top of the roof of an apartment building through the night undetected. I stripped off the prison uniform and down to what I’d been wearing secretly underneath, my clan uniform.
I hadn’t changed it since the day I’d been convicted, which was incredibly unhygienic, yes. But I kept it there regardless; I kept it there to remind me of everything that had happened in my past and most of all, to remind me of my destiny and what I was born to do. Slay dragons.
My time would be coming very soon. For I would slay the American Dragon and then take my rightful place as leader the Huntsclan; then, I would deal with that traitor Rose just like I had vowed to night after night since they day I set foot in that dark, dull dump.
But that was the big picture, and it wouldn’t come up for awhile yet. For now, I needed to worry about the situation at hand. Keeping my identity unnoticed. I stared around the city of towering buildings and bustling roads lying beneath them, before something finally came back to me. The apartment I’d lived in with that no god brother of mine. That would surely have some of my clothes in it.
“Well,” I said to myself “I guess it’s worth a shot.” So, I quickly strafed across the rooftops, until I reached the block. I’d had a bit of trouble finding the place, having not been here for awhile and spending most nights trying to rid my mind of any thoughts involving my past associated with that traitor.. Jeff. All guts and not brains, that’s what every move he made in life was based on, and look where that lead him.
I shook my head in frustration “Just forget it,” I thought “It’s in the past. He died years ago and he’s not coming back. There’s no way he can help Jake, or Rose…”
With that I climbed through the window of my bedroom which was still open from the last time I was in here, everything was different inside though. A lot of the furniture had been taken out and the door had been boarded up. We must’ve been evicted after not having payed taxes for years, and I’m guessing no one wanted to buy the place because it was formerly owned by me… A criminal.
I changed into some less hostile clothes (some old jeans and a plain T-shirt) and I crawled into the bathroom and gazed upon the mirror. It was cracked down the middle; small shards of glass had fallen to the cold, hard floor. I stared into my reflection and saw what I had become. My hair was overgrown, my nails were dirty and long, as well as my skin, which was also dry, cracked and even peeling in places.
“Say goodbye Shaun,” I said to my reflection in the mirror, about to change my identity so that when someone finally realized who I was, it would be far too late.
I reached into the draw and pulled out a razor, turning it on I held it against my head and shred off the hair that sat atop it, to a point that I was practically bald, only with very short, spiky hair sitting atop of my skull.
“No,” I said in disappointment “That’s nowhere near good enough.” I grabbed the razor again and proceeded to shave what was left of my hair off until there was nothing there and I was completely bald. I then continued to remove all the facial hair that was on my face. Any stubble across the moustache or side burns area, I would make sure I got every last strand, I even removed my eyebrows in the process.
I stood back and stared at myself in the mirror, with a satisfied smile upon my face. I looked completely different without any hair and because my eyes weren’t the most unique ones I’d be able to last like this for weeks on end.
I made my way back into the bedroom and grabbed a beanie that had once been Shaun’s from the drawer. I slid it over my head and even went to grab a pair of sunglasses, but with it still being cloudy outside I thought that might come across as a bit suspicious looking and left them there.
I was about to head out when I suddenly noticed something over my shoulder. It was the thick clumps of my hair that sat on the bathroom floor. If anyone found that, it would have my DNA on it and they would know I’d been here. I didn’t want to get caught again, at least not until I’d gotten my revenge.
But come to think of it, there’s probably evidence I’ve been here all over the place. I mean, fingerprints, shoe marks, and so on… This apartment would probably be one of the first places they checked, and if they knew I’d been here they could get on my tail, faster then I could blink. I didn’t want that. I had to destroy the apartment, but make it look like an accident.
The idea came to me almost straight away and within seconds I was taking action, there was fire burning around me to match the fire burning for revenge I held within in me. I didn’t care who I was putting at harm, I would stop at nothing to get what I wanted.
Jake’s P.O.V I can’t remember the last time I’d woken up feeling so relaxed and peaceful, like I had this morning. I simply opened opened my eyes to a bright, sunny day still with some of last night’s gentle cooling breeze flowing in through the window, gently tossing the curtains and sheets upon our bed about.
Rose and I still lay across from each other, arm in arm, her head gently rested against my chest. Though, she wasn’t sleeping. I could see her stirring, though her eyes were only slightly open as if she was fighting to stay asleep. I leant down and kiss her gently, as she stretched slightly, letting out a sigh of content and looking up to face me.
We stared at each in dead silence for several minutes, not saying a word, just occasional running our hands gentle together, but still never letting our eyes break contact.
I wanted to say something, but I wasn’t sure if I could even summon the right words worthy even for me to break the silence of this moment, one that I wanted to last forever. I just wanted to completely forget everything about our lives, and cast away anything bad that had happened in the past or could stumble upon our lives anytime soon.
“Good morning,” she said eventually, after heaving another sigh of content. “Good morning,” I replied, suddenly feeling as though the breath had left my body once again. I wasn’t sure whether it was a sigh of relief or if I was couldn’t believe what had happened between us last night, but just seeing Rose stirred these feelings up inside of me.
I could tell already, I was right. There had been a change between us; I could tell just by the way I felt when I saw her. Every living, breathing moment I spent staring into her eyes felt like an eternity, as though I wanted every second I spent with her to last forever.
But even now, as we lay in each others arms peacefully and unharmed I could tell something was bothering her.
“So, how are you holding out?” I said to her eventually “What do you mean?” she replied “Well, are you feeling any better the whole Shaun thing?” “Yeah,” she said, though sounding a bit uncertain “But I’d feeling a lot better if I could find out what was going on, what I was supposed to be looking for…” “Is there anything I can do?” I asked “Not unless you can help me find a way to get through to Jeff,” she replied, looking as though all hope had completely drained from her.
“I’m sorry Rose,” I said to her “But if ever need me to help you get through this, I will always be there for you.” “I know,” she replied “I’ll know you’ll get through to him someday, you’ve just got to believe…”
And with that I kissed her gently across the lips one last time, caressing the back of her neck with my hand before I changed and headed downstairs to the shop.
As I made my way over there my I didn’t feel as though I was all there, my mind was still back with Rose seeing the look on her face. I sighed in frustration, almost angry with myself for not being able to help her, not being able to make things right.
I shook my head, trying to rid my mind of those thoughts. There wasn’t any way I could help her, she had to this on her own. It was like her calling, I had to focus on my training. I made my way over to the side and turned the handle, stepping through the door.
“Hey G,” I said as I made my through the door, but he immediately shushed me and gestured at a television set that sat in front of him. “What is it?” I said, making my way over and staring upon the screen.
“Two nights ago,” the news reporter’s voice crackled through the speakers of the monitor “a local maximum security prison was the scene of a vicious assault leading to the brutal deaths of two men working late shifts and the escape of a prisoner one year into his seven year sentence, by the name of Shaun Irvine who was believed to a have been the ring leader behind a mass cult suicide that occurred almost 4 years ago to this day.
Authorities were informed but did not make it to the scene in time, however caught on the security cameras was the murder of these men, and escape of the prisoner. The following footage may cause distress…”
And then I saw it, flashing on screen before my very eyes. As I much as I didn’t believe it and as much as I just wished it was, it was there and there was no denying it. Two men fell before the feet of a ferocious, snarling beast hidden within the shadows, one I knew all too well; until the struggling and screams of the men in the darkness suddenly stopped and then room filled with silence…
Dead, still silence that sent an icy cold chill up my spine. Before the screen faded to nothing but a fuzz and noise as the camera went out “He must’ve unattached it so no one saw him flying out,” I thought.
I swallowed; still staring at the screen in shock as Gramps slowly turned the volume down slightly, turning to look at me as though offering his sympathy.
“Wh-what do you think this means?” I stammered looking over to gramps whose face faded deep into a look of uncertainty. “I do not know,” he replied, trying to remain calm “but I don’t think young Rose was having those dreams out of fear…” “What do you mean?” I asked
“He knew this was going to happen,” Gramps continued, his words matching the expression upon his face. Simply dull, and lost, almost as if he was unsure of what he was saying.
“He knew he would escape, he must’ve had been planning this.” Gramps continued “The streets have been safe for over 4 years, but now Shaun is returning to bring back what he was born to fight for… Now with the Huntsman gone, Shaun has returned to lead the Huntsclan…”
I stared back at Gramps in shock and suddenly everything made sense now. The Huntsman had died, Jeff had died and Rose was with me. Shaun was the only person living who carried blood of the Huntsman’s; his only living relative, and therefore the heir to the Huntsclan, their new leader.
But then suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw something flash upon the screen as the news reader continued to read the stories. It was live footage, a flash of a building in flames, but something about it didn’t feel right.
“Hang on,” I said to Gramps “Turn it up.” He adjusted the volume back up and joined me in staring upon the screen out of curiosity, wondering what had drawn me in.
“In other news,” read the news reader “an apartment complex has gone up in flames after what was believed to be a gas link. Fire fighters are on the scene, but luckily for them, most of the rooms had been long since abandoned and the need for a rescue mission was soon deemed irrelevant…”
I suddenly felt my heart pump faster and faster by the second, despite the silver lining of no casualties occurring I was still alarmed. But it wasn’t the fire itself that scared me, but it was where the fire was taking place. The building was all too familiar. I hadn’t been there in years, but I still knew it like the back of my hand. It was the apartment where Jeff used to live… With Shaun. I rose up to my feet suddenly,
“I’m sorry, I’ve got to go,” I blurted out, before racing up the stairs and heading out upon the roof of the shop. Within seconds I was in my dragon form and spreading my wings over the horizon. I wasn’t 100% sure of where to go, but that was not a problem. Thick clouds of smoke hung above the towering buildings, piercing through the blue sky. I knew where I was heading now.
They were cluttered upon the roads, at least three or four of them, big, bright red trucks looming upon the hard; concrete only clouded out the thick smog that was filling the air. Men in yellow were running backwards and forwards frantically with ladders, hoses and buckets, spraying large quantities of water upon the heart of the flame, trying to stop it at the source.
I flew by not taking focus to any of this, or to the chance that I could be spotted by one of the men or anyone else passing by, but I didn’t care. I hovered down behind the apartment (slightly more out of the firemen’s field of vision) until I was level with the floor Jeff’s apartment had been on.
In the heat of the moment and out complete instinct, I rushed forward in a sudden jolt of adrenalin and crashed through a glass window, crashing against the floor with a sickening thud. I was in the hall, surrounding by elevators and emergency exit stairs. Not to mention the thick, towering walls of flame that surrounded me.
I followed the hall by memory, searching each door and trying to find a familiar number. But I could hardly make them out through the thick clouds of smoke pouring through the hall, even with my dragon vision it was a struggle.
But then it wasn’t my sight that told me where I was it was a feeling, a feeling almost exactly like déjà vu. Just to the left of me, was the door. The door that lead into the apartment, I was certain of it. I lashed out at it, striking it with a kick and it flew open.
Greeted immediately with a whack right across the side of my head; I collapsed back dazed by the kick I’d been given and looked up the see, standing before my feet the very person who’d just jumped me unexpectedly.
But it wasn’t who I expected, or at least not what I had expected to see of them. “Shaun?” I said in shock, when I saw him. “What’s the matter Jake,” he replied “Don’t you recognise me?”
He was right about one thing; I almost didn’t recognize him at first. He had shaved his head, and not just the hair on top of it, but his eyebrows and other facial hair upon his face. But I could see the cold, intimidating stare he had written across his dark, daunting brown eyes.
“What are you doing here?!” I yelled back, as I pulled myself back to my feet, the walls of fire slowly beginning to close in on me. “I could ask you the same thing,” he said back “But that would just be wasting valuable time to slay you.” With that he lunged at me with another kick, but this time I saw it coming blocked it and tripped him at the knees with a slash of my tail. Shaun didn’t see this coming and collapsed hard onto his back, one of the floorboards gave away and he rolled across, pulling himself back up.
He took several more shots at me, which I blocked and retaliated with blasts of my own. He blocked my right hand, but got caught in the jaw with an elbow I’d thrown out unexpectedly, before kicking him hard in the chest sending him crashing into one of the frail, apartment walls.
I felt a strong feeling of anger surge through me as I fought him, and feeling my foot crash hard into his chest, knocking the wind from his body couldn’t have felt sweeter. I was going to get him back for everyone he had to do Rose; I wanted to make him regret every second he spent tormenting her.
Shaun rose back to his feet, wiping blood from his mouth where I’d elbowed him and had by now realized I had grown into a much better fighter over the years and lashed at me unexpectedly, trying to catch me off guard but once again, even after catching me in the side with a quick kick I was able to gain the upper hand again within seconds.
His blows really felt different too. I couldn’t whether it was because I’d grown stronger, or if he’d grown weaker over time but his shots didn’t feel as powerful and he wasn’t reacting as quickly as he had before
“Looks like shaving off your hair doesn’t make you go any faster after all,” I said with a smirk. Shaun glared at me from the floor, before whipping himself back onto his feet and heading back into battle with me.
Shaun continued to try and quicken the pace once more, but it still wasn’t enough for me. I’d been training, and preparing for a moment like this ever since Shaun had been sending Rose these threats the night. Shaun himself however, had been spending the past 4-5 years locked in prison, slowly losing his mind. That’s not exactly going to improve you combat skills.
We continued to trade several blows, back and forth, striking and blocking, he eventually grew tired (especially after I’d already knocked the wind out of him quite a few times) and pulled away from me and slammed his hand against the window in anger, merely cracking it at first but breaking it after a second shot.
Blood was trickling down his hand, which he wrapped a glove over. I guess he hadn’t really weakened after all.
“I see you’ve learnt from our last fight,” he said looking across the scar upon my chest which could be seen, even in my dragon form. “Well it doesn’t matter how hard you’ve trained dragon, or how much determination you have to protect what you love for that matter.” he continued “Because I will get her, I will find your weakness and wait until you let your guard down.”
And with that he crawled out of the window and out onto the fire escape, making his way out of the apartment. I felt my heart pounding against my chest, I couldn’t tell whether it was fear from what Shaun was saying or just reaction to the intense rage and hatred burning inside of me, but I didn’t like it. I knew something bad was going to happen.
It was then that I suddenly became very aware of the fire Shaun had started in the apartment. Sweat was slowly dripping down the side of my face, and even though I myself could breathe fire I still found my chances of surviving a burning apartment building collapsing in very unlikely.
I started to make my way towards the window myself but I suddenly stopped and looked over my shoulder and through the door into the apartment that was slowly quenching the thirst of fire raging inside of it; and then I realized what was bothering me.
Jeff had lived there, everything he had had just been left there and never touched again for years and years and end. Sure everything would be frail and worn by now but that didn’t matter, Shaun had just returned and I know Rose would be worried, I’m already worried and so is Gramps.
We needed Jeff’s help badly, and maybe bringing back a piece of the few positive things that lived in his past would not only help get through to him but maybe even comfort Rose in this time of hardship.
I headed through the door and into the empty apartment that was filling with smoke that burned heavily through the air hanging over the flames likes shadows. I stepped carefully past it and made my way into the room that had been Jeff’s turning the handle and swinging it open.
His room was surprisingly fairly unaffected by the blaze, so I made my way in quickly and begin to grab a few of his things, things that he had kept close to him in his better days. Photos of his past and other memories he had kept from it. Before turning and heading out as fast as I could.
I was just about to head out the door until suddenly, the floor above caved in blocking it out.
“Sh*t!” I exclaimed, before coughing and spluttering as the thick clouds of haze surrounded me even more. The door frame had been blocked by wood that had collapsed in from the above floor. Some of it had fallen upon me, burying my leg under its thick, heavy weight.
I was trapped. I reached to the wood upon my leg and gripped my hands underneath it, trying to pick it up and move it. But I couldn’t. I had just suddenly become incredibly weak and tired from being locked up in here with no fresh air.
I didn’t last much longer, I feel back against the ground in shear agony with what felt like oxygen deprivation, but I wasn’t sure. The only thought on my mind was that this was it; this was where I would die; all because of one stupid mistake.
Maybe this had been Shaun’s plan all along, to lure me into this burning apartment leading me to my death so Rose could be easy pickings.
Had he predicted everything that had happened? Had he known that I would think to go and search for some of Jeff’s belongings delaying me long enough for the building to cave in? It was physiological genius. He was no longer using physically unbearable forms of torture to get to his prey, but playing mind games, picking them apart mentally, looking for a weakness and striking upon it. In which case, he’d found mine. Rose.
He’d taken advantage of my determination to protect her, by leading me into this apartment where Jeff had once lived in hope that maybe I would find some answers to help Rose get to Jeff or maybe even
“No,” I rasped to myself “This isn’t it.” I suddenly felt my grip on the wood tighten as strength slowly returned to my body “You haven’t beaten me yet Shaun,” I added, and with that I pushed and strained my entire body, summoning every last once of strength left in me until I felt it block of wood budge off of my leg and crack into the worn floor below.
I pulled myself back onto my feet, limping slightly on the leg that had been trapped underneath the wood, before staring at the doorway that had been blocked up by piles of wood and rubble, lunging at it and breaking through it with my shoulder.
Once I’d made it through the door I staggered out into the hall, growing weaker by the second, helplessly dragging myself along the floor. The distance between that door and the window Shaun had broken to escape was only a few feet, but to me it felt like miles.
My lungs felt as though they were about to burst, as my brain screamed and I clenched my mouth shut firmly to keep from doing the same. I clawed desperately at the floor, determined not to give up, determined not to fail after coming this far. I struggled, my heart thumping hard against my chest as I continued to gasp on what air was left in my body.
Eventually, I reached the end and pulled myself up feet, heaving a sigh of really and finally staggered through the window. I cut my chest pretty badly, against the shards of glass as I pulled through it, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care, there was so much pain leaving my body and so much relief returning as I finally breathing fresh air again, I didn’t even notice.
Spreading my wings and taking off had never felt harder, even after I’d lay back for a moment to take a breather I struggled to make it into the air, but I had to get back. I had to warn Rose that she could be danger.
“What if he had already gotten to her while I was trapped in the apartment?” I thought in panic, my heart still racing, I kept pushing myself harder and harder by the second despite the slow realization that pain was aching through every part of my body. I kept going, until I was finally there. I hovered down over the balcony of our apartment and seeing the window open I moved closer to it.
“Rose,” I yelled out with everything that was left of my voice, trying to get her attention. Before I collapsed to the ground, cut, bleeding, bruised, burnt and feeling like I was about to die of oxygen deprivation, but she heard me and came out.
“Jake?” Rose said in shook with she saw me, she ran over and sat across from my mangled, aching body “Oh my god, what happened!” she exclaimed “He’s back,” I only just struggled to get out “Shaun is back.” I would never forget that look on Rose’s face, when those left my mouth. A look of absolute fear that seemed to consume her entire, her visions had come true. Her worst nightmares, had been realized.
Well thanks LP! And for the record, the reason I've been able to update so fast lately is because I wrote a lot of this before I'd even began the fic, so yeah, I had a headstart. I'm glad Shaun's coming out evil, because well... It's what I want in his character lol Anyway, here's the next chappie.
Chapter 7: The Darkest Life, Begins Again Rose’s P.O.V I couldn’t believe what I had just heard, it almost felt like a dream, or in this case a nightmare but I knew it was all really, it was all happening right before my very eyes and all I could do was just stare at Jake helplessly in disbelief.
Jake already looked as though he experienced unbearable punishment at the hands of Shaun, with three large gashes across his chest (strangely enough in similar spots to where he’d been hit by Shaun’s staff in a battle four years ago.) as well as a severely bruised leg that looked to be hanging limply by the bone. He was gasping for air on top of this, as though he’d been without it for hours on end.
“H-how do you know this?” I stammered out eventually, still sitting across from him. “He was at their old apartment,” Jake replied, groaning in pain as he sat up “I’m not sure, but he tried to burn it down…” “Were you inside?” I said in shock, hanging off of every word he said.
“We both were,” he continued “We fought for awhile but I kept winning, so Shaun gave up and left. I was going to go too, but I went back in hope of finding something that could help from Jeff’s room,” he continued “and then the doorway caved in and I got trapped underneath some wood.”
“Oh my god,” I said, hugging Jake in what felt like a combination of fear and concern. I held my arms tightly around him as he gently stroked my hair with one of his. I could feel some of the blood from his chest seeping into my shirt and staining the fabric, but I didn’t care at the time. I was still too shocked by the news of Shaun’s return to even notice.
“I’m so sorry Jake,” I said to him eventually, as I rested my head against his shoulder “I’m sorry for what happened to you…” “It’s okay Rose,” he replied “I’m fine now.” “No,” I said “It’s not okay, you could have died. This is just what I saw coming… It’s all true; Shaun is coming to kill us.” “Shhh Rose,” Jake continued, rocking me soothing as I held my arms around him “Calm down Rose, it’s going to be okay…”
“How?” I asked, not feeling very confident in our chances of being okay “I mean, what are we going to do?” “I don’t know,” he replied “But I really think we should tell Gramps what happened. With Shaun out this could mean the return of the Huntsclan. He’ll need to warn the Dragon council… That’s probably the best thing to do.”
“Okay,” I said “But I think maybe it would be better if we called him over here. You look like you need some rest.” “Yeah, you’re probably right,” Jake said “Are you feeling okay?” I asked, pulling myself up to my feet. “Yeah, for now,” he replied, slowly getting up across from me “It’s coming to me slowly. I didn’t really notice it at first because I was having a big adrenaline rush. But now, it’s starting to become more obvious.”
“Why don’t you have a lie down?” I said, as we made our back into the apartment Jake struggled through the door limping on his right leg and still in his dragon form after landing on the terrace. He was probably too dizzy and not thinking straight after all the oxygen he would’ve lost after being locked up in that burning building to even realize.
I left him for now and went over to the phone, dialling the number for the Electronics Shop, which Jake had on speed dial and holding the phone to ear. “We’re closed,” I heard a voice ring after the phone had been answered. It was spoken with very little emotion behind it. It was Lao Shi “Call back later.”
“No wait, don’t hang up.” I said desperately “It’s Rose.” “Oh, sorry about that,” he said “Tell me, you haven’t seen Jake around anywhere have you?” “Yes,” I said “He’s here.” “What happened?” Lao Shi replied “One moment, he’s with me in the shop and then suddenly, the next, he just runs out in a state of panic. Is anything the matter?”
“He found Shaun,” I answered, hearing silence suddenly brim over the phone line when they heard the news “Shaun had been trying to burn down an apartment block,” I added, when there was no reply “but Jake found him and tried to stop him. They got into a fight and even though Jake got the upper hand Shaun still managed and to trap him inside.” “Is he okay?” Lao Shi said eventually, his voice suddenly filled with concern.
“He says he’s fine, but he certainly doesn’t look,” I replied “I think he might have broken his leg. We need you to come over;” I continued “To check on him and to see what should be done about Shaun escaping.”
“I see,” he replied “Well, you’re right; something needs to be done about Shaun’s escape. I will have to warn the dragon council about him being on the loose immediately, and then I will come over and see Jake… He will need to be in top condition if he’s going to be fighting the Huntsclan as the American Dragon again.”
“I understand,” I said. “All right then,” Lao Shi added “I will be over soon.” “Okay,” I replied “Bye.” “What did he say?” Jake asked as I hung up the phone. “He’ll be over just as soon as he lets the Dragon Council know about Shaun’s escape.”
“Oh okay,” Jake replied, before lying back again, resting his head, and from then on we waited. I wasn’t sure why, but for some reason I was incredible eager for Lao Shi to get here.
I was just sort of nervously pacing around the living room as Jake lay on the couch looking over at me, a look of concern upon his face, which I couldn’t believe. Even as he lay upon the couch, worn and injured after his “encounter” with Shaun he still seemed more worried about me then he did himself.
Finally, Lao Shi arrived after we’d both stood in silence in the room, unsure of what to do, or what to say. It was then that I knew why I had been so eager for his arrival. I wanted answers.
I wanted to know what had happened with the Dragon Council and what was being done about Shaun. I doubted he would bring that up though, it was probably confidential to the Council or something.
He came and looked at Jake straightaway, obviously concerned for his grandson who didn’t seem to making much of a big deal out of it.
“So what happened exactly?” Lao Shi said, examining Jake’s leg “Well,” he replied “I was basically walking through the door frame, when some of the roof caved in. Then a chunk of wood fell onto my leg somewhere around here,” he said, pointing at his shin. “Well, I don’t think it is broken,” Lao Shi continued “But it is quite a bad bruising though. Luckily, this will help.” He added, handing Jake a small potion in a glass flask.
“What is it?” Jake asked, holding it in his hand and studying it. “It will help your wounds heal at a faster rate,” Lao shi replied “You’ll find most of them will be gone by tomorrow, as long as you take plenty of rest.” “Okay,” Jake replied, before drinking the potion and handed the flask back to Lao shi when he had finished it. “So, is everything alright now?”
“Yeah, I think so.” Jake replied “We’re both just shocked mainly, but that will pass.” “Good,” Lao Shi said, “Well, I guess I’ll let myself out.” “Wait, hold on.” I said, stopping him as he made his way out the door. “What is it, young one?” he asked
“I was just wondering if maybe there was something you could help me with.” “Alright,” he said “Well, what is the problem?” “It’s Jeff,” I muttered, almost feeling embarrassed for the difficulties I was having. “Ah,” Lao Shi replied, realizing what I meant.
“I’ve been trying to get in touch with him ever since the day he died,” I continued “He said he’d there for me, he said I’d be able to reach him somehow. When he’d been alive he told us all about the dreams he had where he made touch with his Grandfather who had already passed on, I want to do that. I want to be able to find Jeff, but I just don’t know how.”
“Yes, I know what you mean,” Lao Shi replied “You do?” I said, feeling the hope inside of me rise. “Yes,” he repeated “But unfortunately, there is no way I can help with this. I can only offer you advice, but I can’t make anything happen.”
“Oh, okay,” I replied, feeling the light inside of me die away as I returned to being convinced that this was impossible and I could never reach him. “For you see,” Lao Shi continued “your ability to see him comes from you strength of love and your determination to believe that you can see him. If you’re letting things distract it won’t be any easier, try to clear your mind… Visualise that you can see him standing before and that he is here with you, don’t let any of your fears or anxieties interfere.
“It is,” I replied “My whole life I’ve wanted to know where I belong and know I finally have a chance to find that out and to see the family I never got to know. This is what I’ve always wanted.” “Then you shouldn’t have any trouble reaching him,” Lao shi replied with a smile upon his face “Okay, thankyou.” I said, returning the smile. “Good luck Rose,” Lao Shi said, before turning and heading off down the stairs and out of the block.
I turned away too, heading back through the open door and back into the apartment, which I now noticed was deserted. Jake must’ve left the living room, maybe he’d gone to bed to start resting up like Lao Shi had suggested he should do. I wasn’t sure, I wasn’t really concentrating on the fact that he was gone, my mind was elsewhere.
I didn’t know what to think, or what to feel. It was official, Shaun had escaped. Everything I had been dreaming about could all very well be a chain of events starting now and leading to our deaths.
I just stared blankly ahead at the wall for a moment, wondering what would happen, what could we do and if this really was our fate. I didn’t want to lose after years of fighting and only just pulling through; I didn’t want to come this far for nothing. We were still only young and Shaun wanted to cut our lives short for what had happened to his father who had already experienced close to half of what his natural life could have lasted.
I hated Shaun. Even if he was my brother, I don’t know if I could ever forgive him. For not even showing the slightest remorse after what happened to Jeff and for turning against just because of his destiny. Destiny; It’s funny, when I think about that word I imagine vast opportunity and chances to make your life even better then you’d ever dreamed of. But look at what this fate had done.
It had torn our whole family apart and cost it two lives. I now knew that this was beyond apologies, this was beyond letting go, nothing could be done to mend this ties. The family I wanted to find would never be the same again. Eventually, Jake came out and noticed me sitting there, completely motionless.
“Rose?” he said, I didn’t respond at first. So he came closer to me. “Are you okay?” he added, taking a seat next to me and running his hand across my face, brushing some hair from out of my eyes. I knew he was there but I hadn’t heard what he’s said, I didn’t feel like I was ‘all there’ at the moment.
“Huh?” I said, returning to reality “Oh yeah, I’m fine,” I replied “It’s just… Well, this has all been a lot to take; I’m going to need some time before it all sinks in.” “That’s cool,” Jake replied “I can totally understand.” “So what, are you going to have like start your dragon training over now?” I asked
“Actually,” Jake said, who seemed to be reluctantly drawing his words “I’ve kind of already been training.” “You have?” I replied “For how long?” “Close to 4 years now,” he replied guiltily. I couldn’t understand.
Why had he been doing this? Training behind my back, it seemed so strange. Why didn’t he just tell me? I wouldn’t have had a problem with him continuing his training. I was surprised when he told me he was going to stop just because the Huntsclan didn’t have direction anymore.
“Well, why didn’t you tell me?” I said, voicing my thoughts out loud. “You’d just started having those dreams when I took up training again,” Jake said, with another sigh of guilt. “The battle in the Huntslair had only a few months ago but I’d try to push the whole thing out of my mind completely, but maybe that wasn’t the right motive…”
“Because when you started having those dreams,” he continued “It was almost like an eye opener for me, like I hadn’t thought of the worst case scenario until you made me realize it myself. I’m sorry I lied to you, but I didn’t want to tell you. I didn’t think it would’ve been good if you’d known I’d had my doubts too…”
I stared at Jake, once again stunned by the feelings of me he held inside. “Thankyou,” I said eventually, breaking the silence as I leant over and put my arm around his. “For what?” Jake asked, sounding a little taken back. “Well, just for everyone.” I continued “For always being there for me, and always looking out for me. You’ve really shown that you cared.”
“Well, I made a promise to Rose,” he said putting his arm around me now and staring deeply into my eyes “and as long as I’m alive I intend to keep it.” I leant in closer and kissed Jake gently on his lips in a quick, soft peck, as if it was a display of appreciation, I wasn’t sure at the moment though. It just felt right.
He returned the kiss with a fervent brush of his own, before I gently pulled away and we lay back against the couch again, still in each other’s arms. “So,” I said, after a few passing moments of silence “Do I get to join your little training session tomorrow?” “No,” Jake said, “I’m sorry, but I really don’t think you should. You’ve got enough to worry about already. I’ll take care of Shaun; you can worry about finding Jeff. He needs you.”
“But Jake,” I protested “You can’t fight him alone; you don’t know what he’s capable of.” “I don’t care,” he replied stubbornly “He’s done too much to just be able to run off and get away with it all, I can’t let that happen. Think about what he’s done to Jeff, to other dragons over the years, to you-“
“Jake, I’m not hopeless,” I said cutting him of suddenly, staring to sound annoyed “I know what he did to me and I want to deal with it myself. I can fight too, y’know?” “Yes, I do” Jake said “But this is something completely different. You’ve never been in a fight with someone you’ve been afraid of… You never feared me, you never feared any other magical creatures, you never feared the Huntsman and there was a time when you didn’t fear Shaun too, but now he’s gotten to you. How do you know you’ll be able to handle it?”
“So, that’s it, is it?” I said hotly “You think I’m afraid of Shaun?” “Well, aren’t you?” Jake said
“Yes,” I replied eventually “I am, and now that I think about it whenever I fought with the Huntsclan or against them, whenever I struggled to survive or as I slowly watched the people I love die around me I was scared. I always have been, but I’ve been so used to facing my fears I had never been exposed to that emotion before in my life. But now that I finally have, I’ve realized that I need it. I need to be afraid to get a rush, to feel desperation and not stop at anything to survive…”
Jake stared back at me for a moment, looking at the determination I felt written upon my face. I wanted to do this; I wanted to show Shaun up for everything he had done. Even if it did lead to my own death
“Alright,” Jake said after a moment or two “Come with me tomorrow, “Okay,” I replied, taking a deep breath and calming down “Thankyou.” “It’s cool,” Jake said, “I’m sorry I doubted you…” “That’s okay,” I said
“Well, I better get to bed,” Jake said, getting up on his feet and stretching before pulling himself into a c*cky kung fu pose “The Amdrag’s gonna be ready to fight.” “Oh, I can hear them trembling in fear already,” I laughed, as I made my way through the bedroom door. “and I think I’ve found a first,” he said with a grin as he followed me in before grabbing me suddenly and throwing me onto the bed. What he did next though was totally unexpected.
He started playfully running his fingers over my chest and tickling me. I couldn’t believe it, I just completely lost it and started laughing and giggling almost uncontrollably. I hadn’t known this before, but apparently I was ticklish on my chest. I guess Jake had decided to find this out for me the hard way.
“O-okay,” I said eventually, struggling to get words out in between my fits of laughter “That’s enough,” I added. “What’s that Rose?” he said cheekily, looking down on me “I didn’t hear you. Do you give?” “Yes,” I said “I give.” “Oh well there you go,” Jake said with a grin, letting me go.
“Psyche,” I added before quickly grabbing a hold of his arm, pulling him down onto the bed after me so he was face down against the mattress. I then grabbed his arm and wrenched it tightly behind his back. “Never let your guard down, dragon,” I said with a smile, as I tightened my grip.
“Ow! Okay, okay,” he said with a laugh “I give, you win.” “Good,” I said, letting him go “You see I haven’t completely forgotten how to protect myself.” “You can say that again,” Jake said, sitting up, trying to shake the feeling back into his arm. “Aww,” I said teasingly “Isn’t the Amdrag happy about losing a fight to a girl?”
“Shut up,” Jake said back, struggling to hide the smile on his face. “Here, let me make it better,” I said, gently taking his arm and kissing it softly, still in a very playful mood after what Jake and I had been doing. But within a few seconds it grew into something much more.
I continued to passionately kiss Jake up his shoulder and continuing until I had reached his neck and was gently brushing my lips against it. He put his hands gently around my neck and pulled my away, so we were face to face before moving in slowly and touching his lips against mine.
I wrapped my arms around him warmly, as we lay back together against the bed, so soft and comfortable. His hands ran through my hair and over my bare shoulder blades as the kiss continued, I could almost feel every last ounce of love and desire that Jake had ever felt for me in that kiss.
At times like this, it was when I believed everything Jake said. I believed he would protect me, and he would fight for me and now with me, just to show me how much I meant to him. Eventually, after I’d felt the warmth from Jake’s body flowing through me, I reluctantly pulled away, knowing it could last forever as good as that would be if it could.
But the moments that followed were just as amazing, lying down and just watching each other for hours. Occasionally extended hands or arms to brush gently against the others skin, or hold tightly as we lay in the sparkling moonlight; the only thing breaking the silence being the sound of each breath we took.
“You’re right,” Jake said after awhile, still looking deeply into my eyes “We should fight together, I’m sorry… I don’t know what I was thinking earlier. It’s just…” he let out a groan of frustration before continuing “Ugh, Shaun. He just makes me so mad! “I know,” I said “But it’s like you once told me ‘you can’t let him get to you’.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Jake said “I guess it’s a good thing I have you on my side.” “Oh you know it,” I replied with a smile
“Goodnight Rose,” Jake said reaching over turning the light out. “Goodnight,” I replied, though even as I felt Jake slowly falling into a deep sleep across from me, my eyes felt were still wide open glancing upon the darkness of the room. I could feel it inside of me, after everything I’d said about being ready to fight Shaun something still felt like it was missing.
I reached across to the dresser and picked up a sparkling necklace that sat upon it, the one he’d given me and I’d kept for years to remind me of what had happened.
“Please help me Jeff,” I said, looking out onto the moon spilling it’s light through the open window “I need you more then ever…” I rested my head back against the pillow once again, despite the fact that I still didn’t feel tired. I held the necklace in my hand as I lay back staring upon the ceiling, my eyes eventually growing heavy. I felt like tonight was the night. Tonight, I would see him again…
Post by The Pantheon Dragon on Feb 8, 2007 20:44:51 GMT -5
Ah,sweet.I love this story so far!I could almost feel every last ounce of love and desire that Jake had ever felt for me in that kiss....smoochz!XD You wrote them great together,as always. Sry it's been kind of a long time (okay,quite a while =p )since my last review.Been busy,etc.-_- Well don't just sit there reading this,UPDATE! lol.
XD Thanks LP, I try my best; and don't worry, it's cool. So long as you're willing enough to read this story and post reviews I can't complain, you didn't miss anything anyways, so what's it matter?
But overall, I'm glad you like it and I really appreciate your reviews. Here's the next chapter, sorry it took so long. It also might not make perfect sense because I sorta had to type it up really fast in order to get it done in time =P
But yeah, hope you like it!
Chapter 8: I Need You More Then Ever Rose's P.O.V The night seemed to change dramatically as fatigue dragged me further and further down into the dark, mysterious depths that were my sleep; and even though my mind had supposably switched off, I still felt a part of me was there, experiencing every passing second. Any other person would've look upon this room and said everything was exactly the same as it was before, but there was more going on then what met the naked eye.
It wasn't anything I could see that told me things were change, but the feeling I got inside of me. Like all warmth and ray of hope was slowly draining from my body, every haunting moment I'd pushed out slowly becoming as clear as the light the moon poured through the open window, which no longer sent in a soft, graceful kiss through the wind, but a chilling swipe that sent a chill up my spine. I felt as though I could feel a vision, a path of someone's eyesight piercing my skin as they gazed upon me, as though there eyes were sending shots through to my nerves.
I glanced over my shoulder nervously, only seeing what had been behind me the entire time; the dull, empty wall that sat behind our bed frame, and nothing more. I felt my heart slowly beat faster, even after I sighed in relief realizing there wasn't anyone there. It was still that sense of the unknown, the biggest fear of all, that brought these thoughts to my mind.
Then I turned around and saw him. Typical, always being there to lower the mood even more. I shouldn't have been surpised really. He stood there, with a look that matched the feeling in this room right now, cold and unforgiven. One I always recognize and never forget, no matter how much the person’s appearance was changed. Shaun, he'd done it again. He looked at me, not saying anything, but just staring at me deeply his cold, brown eyes. If looks could kill I didn't want to know what my fate would've been now.
“You can only run for so long Rose,” he said, reaching his hand out and trying to touch me. I slapped it away quickly trying to get him away from me; but nothing happen. My hand merely brushed through thin air. “It’s just a dream,” I thought, almost having to reassure myself “He’s not really there and he’s not going to hurt you.”
He was going to try and break me as usual, just like before with his visions, now he was trying to contact me. I couldn’t escape from him, not even in my dreams.
“As I was saying,” Shaun continued, knocking me from my path of thought “You can only run for so long until I find you. Don’t you think it would just be easier to give up now?” “Shaun,” I said hotly “Do yourself a favour and piss off. Leave us alone and you won’t regret anything.” “No Rose,” Shaun said, smirking at my remark “I think I’ll stay. See, if I leave I will regret something. I’ll regret leaving when I knew I could’ve had you two dead.”
“I’m not going to give up,” I said determinedly “I don’t care what you do; you’re not going to get to me.” “Hah, bravery,” Shaun said, smirking again “Jeff had it too. Everyday he would challenge, try to put up a fight even if he literally had both his hands tied behind his back. But in the end, even after years of survival and seemingly never ending wars, I got my way.” “You got your way because Jeff sacrificed himself to save us!” I yelled, feeling the blood in my veins boiling “You didn’t do anything!”
Shaun moved closer in to me, his face was within inches of mine as he seethed each word to me through his teeth, his cold eyes boring through mine. “Oh really?” he said “Well, Rose. Why do you think it was so easy for Jeff to do that? Why do you think it was so easy for him to kill himself?” I didn’t respond, just glared back at Shaun feeling my heart racing. I wasn’t sure if it was from anger, or fear, or just a rush of adrenaline inside of me, but I could feel it pumping from within me.
“It’s because he gave up.” Shaun said, answering himself “He’d gone years on end fighting for another day of agony and he couldn’t take anymore. Who do you think put him in that position? Who could’ve possibly made him feel that way?” Shaun said a sadistic smile upon his face.
“It was me,” he answered eventually “I drove Jeff to want to quit, I made him give in and you say I didn’t do anything? Well, you’re wrong; and if you’re not careful,” he added “Your time will come a lot sooner then you expect.”
I still didn’t respond. I didn’t think Shaun even had enough honour to deserve a response, but it didn’t bother him, he would just keep talking. “If I didn’t have the patience,” he said, clenching his fists “I would kill right here, right now. But I’m going to make it slow and painful, so that every moment of your suffering remains with me for the rest of my life. There is nothing you can do and no one who can help you now Rose-,”
Then he suddenly stopped, hoping up from the bed almost in fear and gazing out the window. I glanced across and suddenly saw what had shocked Shaun so much. A blinding flash of light, heading towards the building; but it wasn’t just a light I could see something within it. A dark shape, almost like a shadow making its way over.
It flew over before swooping through the open window and landing on the floor across from Shaun. It was a dragon, I couldn’t make out many of its features through the darkness but it didn’t matter, it was pretty clear. Its large height and size, its wings; it even held out a paw with sharp, claws glistening in the moonlight at the end of them.
Shaun back off slightly, as the dragon morphed down into its human form closing in on Shaun and folding its arms. I strained to try and make out their face but I couldn’t see it, they had their back to me. He had his arms raised ready to fight Shaun, who didn’t look in the mood for a confrontation and pulled away over to the window.
“Just you wait Rose,” Shaun said, before slipping through it and turning back as he left, mumbling those last few words as he made his way out, leaping upon the fire escape of the building “Just you wait.”
It was then that the figure turned to face me that I felt my heart skip a beat as I gasped in shock. I recognized them instantly, even if they had changed a lot, I would never forget their face.
He sure had changed a lot since I’d last seen him though. It seemed that not even death had stopped him from aging. He looked exactly like the 20 year old he would’ve been now (had he been alive). His black hair had grown much longer and now fell upon his shoulders, though his eyes still looked exactly like they had before; blue, not brown, heart warming and full of life, just like they always had been.
He still wore the clothes he’d had on the day he died, I would’ve recognised them anywhere. The tattered, ripped and worn fabric clinging against his skin, which was still decorated with slowly fading scars.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. After everyday that I had longed and hoped to find him again, he was here now right in front of me, within an arms reach.
“Jeff,” I said feeling a warmth of hope growing inside of me “There’s so much I need to talk to you about, we need your help.” “Rose listen” he said cutting me off “There’s not much time for me to explain.” “Okay,” I said, still stunned to be hearing Jeff’s voice again after all those years past “What is it?” I added “I don’t know, but it’s bad,” Jeff continued “Shaun has got something really big up his sleeve and I don’t like it. He’s going to use everything in his power possible; the Huntsclan, the devil gene, everything.”
“What can we do?” I asked “Keep away from him,” Jeff replied “Hide away until you’re ready to fight. Shaun has to be stopped. What he did to Jake in the apartment proves how far he is willing to go. He doesn’t care who he hurts, he’s not going to stop at anything to have you dead; and believe me, I know from experience that is not a good thing.”
“Jeff,” I said, tensions in my voice rising “I’m really worried about this.” “I’d think you were crazy if you weren’t,” Jeff replied, sounding reasonably calm “Just keep on fighting Rose,” he said “Don’t let him get to you, it’s the worst thing you can do. I know you can do this Rose”
“But what if Shaun does get us and I can’t ever find mom, like I promised you I would?” I asked, still feeling anxious. “You’ll find her Rose,” he said “I’ll make sure of it. Don’t just keep thinking of me, you’ve got to do this not just for me, but for yourself also. You deserve to know where you belong.” I smiled at him still looking up at him as he stood at the foot of the bed. He smiled back, his eyes lighting up
“I’ve missed you,” I said silently, sitting up as he continued to gaze into my eyes, with almost a frozen expression. He was suddenly seemed completely still, as if unsure of what to say or do. He just continued to watch me, a look of sorrow on his face yet also a look of determination. Determined to fight? Determined to stop Shaun? I wasn’t sure, but I now knew Jeff was here to help us.
“I’ve missed you too,” he said back eventually.
And with that I lifted my arm and outstretched my hand towards him. He lifted his arm too and reached out for my hand, stretching his as far as it could go. I moved in closer until our fingers mere inches apart. Almost touching as they slowly drew closer and closer together.
But suddenly, just as they were about to touch I noticed everything around us beginning to fade, slowly disappearing in a bright shining of light they sailed gracefully through the window, consuming everything within it.
Everything around me flashed as if the last light inside of this room had just faded. It was long before the dream I’d just seen with my own eyes seconds ago had completely disappeared and they suddenly opened again, spilling upon the room that surrounded me.
I lifted my head and gazed around. It was completely empty, the only other person here being Jake who was still lying across from me, breathing softly in a deep sleep. I’d gotten so excited about seeing Jeff again I’d almost completely forgotten it was a dream. But not all of it was just a dream; I knew I’d seen Jeff. He’d sent me a message from the beyond, warning me about Shaun.
But I still had no idea of where to look to find out about our past, our of what awaited me. I wasn't 100% sure about what was going to happen but at least now I knew I had to prepare for something big; and that I was never alone in this... I was being watched over, by a guardian angel.
lol Thanks Ash! I'm really glad you like it! You use too many D's in your XD's BTW lol
Anyway, I've finished Chapter 9. Once again, I am sorry for the wait. Please check out my TTMNC Prologue Fic from Jeff's P.O.V "Hate What You've Become" if you haven't already. Thanks!
Chapter 9: All Point To One Thing Jake’s P.O.V It was nice to get a peaceful sleep again, especially after everything that had been happening to us over the past few days, this was slowly starting to become more then I thought I could handle. So it was really something we both needed.
I pulled myself out of bed, stretching myself as I felt the warm sunlight spilling through the open window and upon my body. I felt notably better then I did yesterday, all my injuries seemed to have either died down, or gone away entirely.
My leg was still aching slightly, but other then that most of the bruising that had been on it yesterday had faded away through the night. I opened my shirt slightly and examined the glass cuts on my chest from yesterday. They had already dried up and most of the obvious markings had gone away, leaving nothing more then scars where they’d once been.
“Huh,” I said to myself with a smile “Good ole Gramps.” Normally, I would’ve thought after what Shaun had done yesterday I would’ve been ‘out of action’ so to speak, for awhile. But now, after only one day of rest, I was ready to fight again. I wasn’t happy after what Shaun had done to me, and he was already in debt enough with what he’d done to Rose.
I glanced back over at her quickly, who was stretching out across the bed, a sense of relief and contentment flowing through her body. I smiled, I was glad to see her relaxed and calm again. She’d taken the news of Shaun’s return a lot better then I’d expected, and was already determined to start fighting again.
Eventually, she let out a sigh of comfort and her eyes gently flickered open. She looked straight ahead, blinking a few times as they slowly adjusted to the bright sunlight bursting through the windows, until she saw me and smiled.
“Good morning,” I said to her, returning the smile. “Morning,” she replied, still smiling. “So, what do you say,” I said playfully raising my arms in a fighting stance “Ready to have your skills tested by the Amdrag again?” “Only if you’re prepared to take me to the limit, dragon.” She replied, playing along.
“Oh, believe me,” I said “I am.” “That’s good to know,” she laughed. “Well, come on,” I added, smiling “Let’s get going.”
Rose gently pulled herself out from underneath the covers and stood up to her feet, standing on the tips of her toes and stretching herself too. Before, making her way over to me and as we took hands and her lips gently brushed upon mine.
“So, how did you sleep?” I asked, gently playing around with her hands, running each finger through mine. “Oh…” Rose replied, suddenly sounding a little taken back “Fine.” She added eventually “Something wrong?” I asked, seeing the look of uncertainty in her face. “No,” she replied “Nothing…”
“Okay…” I said, still certain that something was bothering her. “Well, I might take a shower;” I said “I’ll be out in a minute.” “Sure,” she replied, her voice still not sounding very enthusiastic. “You sure you’re okay?” I said, stopping and turning around to face her. “Yes Jake,” she said “Don’t worry, I’m fine.” “Alright,” I said, before heading back into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me.
Rose’s P.O.V I know I should’ve told him, and I wanted to. Every part of me was screaming out, desperate to say the things I knew that he should hear. All except for one; one deep gut feeling inside of me that separated certainty from uncertainty. It was almost trying to tell me something, as if seeing the fate that lay ahead.
It felt as though something bad was going to come from this, something really bad, and I think I had an idea of what.
If I told Jake what Jeff had told me about Shaun’s plan last night, he would probably go looking for Shaun again to try and stop him when Jeff had told me how important it was to stay away from him until we were certain that we were ready to fight again.
And that was just the problem; Jake thought he was ready for Shaun. Not even being after Shaun had caught him up inside that burning apartment had made him realize just how dangerous he was. Jake had won the fight between them easily, but he’d still left with the most battle scars.
I sat back down on the bed again and lay back, listening to the drops of water falling from the shower head and crashing against the floor, like rain on our roof. It was relaxing in a way.
I lay there peacefully, staring upon the ceiling trying once again, to clear my mind, or at least trying to get an idea of what I could do to find out what Shaun was planning without getting caught by him. I must’ve really gotten lost in my path of thought, because in what seemed like the passing of just a few minutes to me, I heard the water falling from the shower head stop and the door eventually open as Jake made his way out, dressed and ready.
I didn’t look back at him, but I knew he would’ve been confused when he saw me, just lying there, still and staring upon the dull ceiling. Especially after all the time I’d spent telling Jake I was determined to fight again. But right now, I really didn’t look it.
He walked towards the bed and kneeled across from me, running his hand gently through my hair and stroking my forehead gently, as if trying to get my attention, trying to tell me it was time for us to go.
“You ready baby?” Jake said eventually, breaking the silence. “Yeah,” I replied, not sounding as confident as I should have “I am.” By now, I could tell Jake knew there was something bothering me.
Shaun’s P.O.V My new appearance certainly did raise a few eyebrows amongst the crowds of people who passed me, while heading down the busy sidewalks of New York City.
Originally, I’d tried to avoid looking like a shady, suspicious character, but in the end I realized none of that really mattered. If they thought I looked dangerous, they would stay away and not bother me. I was hardly recognisable anymore, and that’s all that mattered. So long as the cops didn’t know I was Shaun Irvine they couldn’t pin anything on me.
I stood there, dressed in jeans and a black hooded jacket (despite the warm temperature) just standing around casually and waiting. I didn’t know who I was looking for, or what I had to look for in them but I knew I would know it was them.
Whoever they were, they’d left me a note. It was brief, but it explained everything. I turned the paper over in my hand and read it back to myself again.
“If you real want to avenge your father, I can help… All I ask is one favor from you in return. Meet me tomorrow outside your building at 9 and I will explain everything.”
I glanced out upon the crowd, as I stood in front of the remains of the apartment building behind me, eyeing down every individual person as they made their way along. But when he came by I just got a gut feeling about him, he had a presence that was almost indescribable. It was intimidating, even to me and I refused to be afraid of anything.
He looked supposably normal, but I knew there was something more to him. How else would he have known about my father? He had lightly colored hair and eyes that were as cold as steel, though he was dressed fairly casually and the look in his eyes was the only thing that stood out from the crowd.
“I’m glad you could make it,” he said eventually, as he made his way over to me. His voice was low and deep and he himself looked to be in about his 30s. “Save it” I replied quickly, almost in a whisper so we weren’t over heard “Who are you? How do you know my father?” He leaned in closer to me before continuing, dropping his voice down to a tone similar to mine.
“I never knew you father,” he replied “But I knew of the Huntsclan, and we shared one quality. The hunger for power and control.” “Wait,” I said “Who is ‘we’” “The clan I have lead for over 10 years,” he said “The Unheard Voice.” I gazed at him, a little taken back and he read the confusion written upon my face and continued to explain.
“I grew up as of it, it was my life,” he said “We were an infamous Clan formed around the Southern parts of this country. Anyone who knew us knew well enough to fear us. We specialized in assassinations, all highly trained in stealth combat. We would make our attack, no one would see it, but the effects of it would still be felt, hence our name, the Unheard Voice.”
“We can help you,” he continued “I have several troops, you’ll have an army, you’ll be the leader you were born and raised to be; and soon you will get what you want. You will have the American Dragon dead.”
I stared back at him in shock. I didn’t even know this guy’s name and he already knew all about my plans and most of the things that had been happening in my life.
“What do you want from me?” I asked, still unsure of how to take all this. “Like I said,” the man replied “Exactly what you want. Power, dominace. My clan is strong in numbers, but like yours lacks direction. Only direction of a different kind to you.” “What do you mean?” I said
“Despite all my training and determination,” he said “I am not a born leader. It was my life’s one purpose and I failed to succeed it… However, you. You haven’t even reached the prime of your life yet and you make a greater leader then I ever dreamed of.”
“Join me and with my troops and you leading us we will have the American Dragon dead in no time. From there on, your Clan will get whatever direction it lost back and together we can fight for control. We will become the most feared name in the whole magical community. No one will be safe. That is all I ask of you… So what do you say?” he added, extending his hand in a gesture of unification.
I stared at him momentarily, and then looked at his hand, still not sure of how to take all this. How could I be certain I could trust this guy? Even though he seemed to have already put all his trust into me. I wasn’t sure…
But I was desperate, I would do anything to get that dragon dead and if he had an entire army for me to control and that was just the icing on the cake I couldn’t think of a better opportunity to fall upon my feet. I would be stupid to turn this down.
“Just tell me where,” I said, a smile crawling over my face as I reached forward and shook his hand.
Rose’s P.O.V The day trailed on, and no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t rid my mind of these thoughts, I could get Jeff’s words, or the idea of what Shaun’s plan could be out of my head. They were constantly plaguing my mind.
Even here now, when I swore to myself I would take this every second of this training seriously, I found it hard to stay focused, my mind was always miles away. I tried my hardest to hide it, but I apparently wasn’t doing so well. Jake was reading my every expression.
I was just gazing off into the distance, staring over Jake’s shoulder, occasionally throwing out an arm or a fist to block, or trade a blow with him, but over then that, hardly focusing at all. I was beginning to get the feeling Jake was picking up on this, as he was beginning to slow down, seeing if I would follow his lead instead of taking advantage; and with my mind not being “all there” I just followed his lead and sparred with him at a similar pace.
“Hey Rose!” Jake exclaimed eventually “Heads up,” and with that he lashed at me with a kick. His call had brought me back to reality and I looked across, with not even enough time to react. I was hit hard in the chest and thrown hard against the ground in an ugly fall.
I held my hand to arm which I’d grazed against the ground and looked up to see Jake who was standing over me and looking down upon me as I dusted myself off from the floor, a weird look in his eyes. Almost like he was disappointed, or just like he knew there was something I wasn’t telling him.
“Jake,” I said, eventually “Sorry, I was… Elsewhere.” “I could see that,” Jake replied, extending a hand and pulling me up to my feet. “Look Rose,” he continued “I can tell there’s something bothering you, and there’s no point in hiding it anymore. What is it?”
I sighed, and stepped away from Jake walking towards the edge of the building and looking over the edge before continuing.
“Last night, I saw Jeff in a dream-” I said eventually “Are you serious?” Jake said in amazement, cutting me off “That’s unbelievable. What happened?” “He told me more about Shaun,” I continued eventually “About what was going on with him, and he was planning.” “What is it?” Jake asked
“I don’t know,” I continued “and neither does Jeff. All he says is that we have to be careful and we have to stay away from him until we’re certain we’re ready to fight.” “Believe me,” Jake said, pacing over to the edge of the rooftop “I couldn’t be more ready to fight.” I took his arm, stopping him. “Are you sure?” I asked, stroking it gently “You might have had the upper hand in your last fight, but in the end who left more injured, you or him?”
“You’ve got to understand,” I said “Jeff told me himself, this is more then just physicality. Shaun will challenge us mentally, emotionally and even psychologically, he’ll hurt anyone just to get to us, he’ll risk relieving his own identity and the entire Huntsclan to the public, so long as it means getting what he wants. So, are you really ready to fight?”
It wasn’t until he’d told me with his own words just yesterday and when I actually took the time, to stop and look at Jake carefully that I noticed the evidence to his training.
His form was much larger and more muscular then I could remember it being. From his chest all the way down to his legs, every muscle in them had become toned and powerful. Thinking back, I’d even felt a lot more impact from the kick Jake had given me, then I could remember from when I was in the Huntsclan.
“Wow,” I said eventually “I guess you really have been preparing for this,” “Well, I try my best,” Jake replied with a smile. “Are you going to train me as hard as you train yourself?” I said playfully, pulling myself back into a fighting stance “Or are you worried I won’t be able to handle it?” “Well, there’s only one way to find out,” Jake replied with a smile, raising his hands and staring me down in a similar combat stance.
But suddenly, I stopped and jumped, my focus breaking as I heard the sound of a loud crash filling the air, followed closely by what sounded like the shattering of a window frame, all coming from the floor below us. “What was that?” I said in shock, even though what was happening was quite clear. “Oh god,” Jake said, fear in his voice raising “Gramps!”
lol Reminds me of all the cliff hanger's I had in TTMNC. Anyway, I should be quicker with the next chapter (well, I hope at least =P) Until then, please keep your reviews coming!
ICHTHYANDER: ADJL scored 635K likes on Disney plus in India, which is more likes than Kim Possible, because Kim Possible has 250K likes! Note that Disney plus has recently appeared in India, namely, on April 3!
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