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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Nov 21, 2005 0:04:00 GMT -5
go on or i will hunt you down got it?Good and I just loved this part
“Okay, okay... let me jog it for you- we have a date tonight to celebrate our two-month anniversary since we got engaged.”
“Say WHAT?!?!”
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Post by yfwe on Dec 2, 2005 18:27:30 GMT -5
Ordinary: Ch. 10 YFWE
“You mean... I’m gonna have to do this by myself? You can’t help me AT ALL?” Jake was a little upset at this turn of events, as he had hoped sincerely that Chiang could help him in trying to rescue Grandpa. And now... not only could Chiang not help, he had also decided to inform Jake that he needed to save the American Dragon, too!
Who in the hell was the American Dragon now?
Jake had no way to know. He’d have to ask Grandpa when he got there- if he got there.
But it seemed basically impossible without the help of Chiang.
Wait... “Uh... yo, Chiang!”
“Hm?”
“Say that... you didn’t exactly help us defeat the Huntsclan... but maybe, say, you came along, and... helped us get there,” Jake tried this approach. A last ditch effort for the help he so profoundly desired. “Ah... well, I suppose that it is not such a bad idea...,” Chiang grinned slightly. “Okay then. Sure, Jake- I will do that for you. But just that. Then... you are on your own.”
(End)
Using the teleportation powers that he possessed, Chiang teleported Jake and Fu to Ellis Island, where the Huntsclan’s secret base was.
It was common to see tourists walking about the island- and that was exactly what was seen. It was 7:30 at this point, and the last ferry back to the mainland was to leave at 8. So until then, they’d have to be careful so that they would not be caught by anyone such as a park ranger who might accuse them of suspicious activity if they were to stray from the main path.
“So.... what now, Chiang?” Jake asked. They were on Ellis Island now. The question was- where on the island was the secret base?
“You are on your own now, Jake,” Chiang whispered. “I got you here- you must find the base on your own.”
“Damn,” said Jake, hanging his head slightly. “So how are we supposed to find it?”
“As I said- you’re on your own,” Chiang began to fade slowly. “Good luck, Jake. Your Grandpa and the American Dragon are counting on you.”
And with that he was gone completely. This left Fu and Jake to stand there, pondering their next move.
“Say, Fu,” Jake stared at him with intent, “Do ya think that maybe you could... I dunno, track it down? Try to pick up Gramps’s scent?”
“Kid,” Fu replied, “I have had a cold for a week now. You’re not gettin’ anything outta me.”
“Ah, I beg to differ, Fu- you’re going to.”
“And what exactly are you gonna do to make me?” he was leading Jake on, willing him to attempt a way to convince him to try.
“Uh... well... I don’t know what I’ll do, but... when I do it, you’ll wish I never did it!”
Fu chuckled at Jake’s futile efforts. “Hm... to save you any more embarrassment in your quest to try and make me do anything- and I’ll just do it. I’ll try to sniff ‘em out- just remember, though- I’ve got a cold. Can you smell very well when you have a cold?”
“No.”
“My point exactly. So be patient... and I’ll try to find ‘em.”
(End)
A half-hour later, the two of them were not at all better off than they were before.
“Fu, we’ve gone in two complete circles around the island. You know what this says to me?” asked Jake.
“Uh... I have a cold?”
“No... we actually need to go into the center of the island.”
“Kid- we aren’t allowed in the center- that’s private property owned by New York!” Fu shouted.
“But wouldn’t that be all the reason for the Huntsclan to make their base on Ellis Island- they could put it in the center of the island, where normal people couldn’t get in.”
“You got guts, I’ll give ya that,” said Fu. “Unfortunately for you- us, I should say- there is an electric fence surrounding the private part. So... what’s your great idea for this one, hm?”
“Uh...,” Jake walked up to the fence that separated the public area from the wooded area, “come over here.”
“Eh... no.”
“Now!!”
“Alright, alright. Jeez.”
Fu walked over to him. Jake, surprisingly to Fu, stood on his back. “Uh... what’re you doing?” Fu asked, bewildered by the weight of Jake on his back.
“This.”
Jake leapt into the air, over the fence, and onto the ground on the other side.
“Aha! I did it!” He was pleased with himself. “Very good, kid! One thing, though,” Fu grunted, “How do you expect ME to get over the fence?”
“Uh... d’ya think you could dig underneath?” “What? And get my paws dirty with this awful... earthy Ellis Island dirt?”
“Eh, yeah, that’s what I was thinking.”
“Psh,” Fu began to dig, albeit reluctantly, “the things I do for you.”
A few minutes later, Fu was to the other side as well.
“Alright, then,” Jake sighed, “Let’s keep going.”
They walked through the deserted area. There were many trees, and a few buildings left over from when the United States used the island for European immigrants.
“Think they’re inside one of the buildings?” asked Jake.
“Hm... could be. Lemme try and sniff ‘em out,” Fu said. He lowered his nose to the ground and, although it seemed with great strain, began to smell the ground, searching for a scent that would lead them to Grandpa.
“Hey...,” he said when he reached a particular building, “Smells like dead newts and garbanzo beans. Exactly what he was eating before he got kidnapped.”
Jake looked at him strangely. Dead newts?
“Uh... well, I suppose he wasn’t actually EATING the newts, but... he was holding them, alright? Now... they went inside here,” Fu pointed to a small white building.
“Uh... don’t you think that’s a bit small for a hideout?” retorted Jake.
“Kid- I’m just following my nose- wherever it goes,” Fu said. “And I did not mean to make a reference just now to that damn Toucan Sam from the Froot Loops box. So not a word.”
“Whatever,” Jake went over to the lone door to the building and opened it.
There was nothing inside...
Except for an open trap door in the floor.
Inside the trap door was a staircase that led downwards.
Wherever that was.
“Aw...,” whined Fu, “are we really gonna have to go down there!?!”
“If that’s where Gramps is, then yes,” Jake said, remembering what Chiang had told him. “Not only him... but the American Dragon as well.”
END CHAPTER
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Post by krazieshadowninja on Dec 2, 2005 19:05:35 GMT -5
Really good. Plz continue!
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Post by yfwe on Jan 11, 2006 17:34:02 GMT -5
Ordinary: Ch. 11 YFWE
The stairway was quite dark, a bit damp as well. Gray stone walls shot up from the cold, clammy floor, and they were given the impression that certain steps on the stairway could crumble beneath their feet at any given time.
But still, Jake and Fu pressed on, the air around them becoming colder and colder as they went even deeper underneath the deteriorating building, down to God-knows-where.
Soon, it had arrived at the point where any vision the duo once had was now dulled completely. Their pace slowed to a crawl, Jake finding each step carefully, especially considering that he had to be on the lookout for Fu, who had fallen down the steps a few moments earlier. It was possible that he had rolled all the way to the bottom of the stairs, and judging by the fact that he seemed to be walking through an endless corridor of darkness which exhibited not even the faintest signs of the light, the bottom was a good distance away. However, it became apparent that the bottom of the steps did not necessarily mean light, as Jake soon found out when he stepped on Fu’s motionless body. A small grunt escaped his mouth, and once Jake’s foot had come off of Fu’s back, he rolled over and said, “Watch where you’re steppin’, kid! Jeez...”
“Y’think I can actually see you? Seriously...,” Jake whispered as he put his arms out, trying to feel for a wall. “Well, we’re at the bottom of the steps... but it almost seems that there’s no door to get out of here- plus, there’s no light. What gives?”
“Dunno,” replied Fu, as he slowly pulled himself up to a standing pose, “but all I know is- this couldn’t possibly be a stairway that leads into nothing; it goes against all the rules of evil geniuses!”
“Aha!” Jake paused (or so it seemed to Fu, although he was only able to see a dim outline of Jake) and began to push on a certain part of a wall ahead of them, applying more and more pressure with every second. A portion of the wall began to slide forward, a rather annoying screeching noise accompanying it as it slid. Soon, the wall piece literally fell out of the wall, and a radiant beam of light flowed through the newfound hole in the wall.
“That’s interesting...,” Fu remarked.
“It looks like it’s just big enough for me to fit through,” Jake announced, slipping his head inside, “so you shouldn’t have a problem getting through, either.”
He pulled his head back out. “You comin’?”
“Eh... don’t really want to, but if it means saving Gramps, I guess I will, considering that I’ll probably feel guilty for the rest of my life if I don’t.”
“Cool,” Jake once more slid his head inside the hole, and soon the rest of his body followed suit.
“C’mon, Fu- it’s clear!” “Alright, alright...,” Fu walked over to the hole, “uh... y’know... that hole is kinda far up off the ground... not sure I can reach it...”
Thus began the longest time Jake or Fu had ever spent in a three-foot hole, as Jake first had to lift Fu up from inside the hole, and then pull him along, because it just so happened that Fu was a bit too wide for the hole and needed assistance to cross over.
But soon, they were both out, and now facing a long corridor of wooden doors on one side, and a wall that appeared similar to the walls on either side of the stairwell they had just came from.
“Okay... so now what?” Fu asked, glancing from the doors to Jake.
“Well... we’ll need to check every door, I guess...,” Jake said, although it was clear that he was still in deep thought on the matter.
However, it soon became apparent that checking all the doors was unnecessary, as the duo soon discovered, for a few moments later, a cry for help was emitted by someone further down the hallway. Not inside any door, but... so far away that the place it had come from was not visible in that hallway.
“Wh-what was that?” Fu asked, although he was unsure that Jake could actually give him an answer.
“Dunno,” he said, “but it might lead us to Grandpa. Let’s go.”
The two of them raced down the hall, until they were at the end, and turned left.
And here, it was quite different than the last hallway they had stared down. This one was surrounded by tannish plastered walls, which seemed to close inward on each other, leading to a dark exit- it appeared to be a hole that nature did not intend to be there.
Furthermore, Jake and Fu both knew that they would be going even further down into the ground- this ‘hole’ definitely appeared to be gradually sloping downwards, by the looks of it outside the hole. “Well, ready for more darkness, kid?” Fu asked, his voice shaking a bit himself.
“Hm? Oh, yeah, of course! Y’know... I once had to walk through a forest an ENTIRE night without any light. But was I scared? No!”
“Well, although I find that hard to believe,” grinned Fu, “I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. We need to get down there, and get down there now! Who knows what else might happen to Gramps and the American Dragon down there!”
The duo slipped into the arcade, observing their surroundings cautiously. Unlike the last descent, this one had no steps. It was complete dirt- even the walls were packed-together dirt and mud.
What was good, though, was this- light was visible this time at the end of the tunnel- first small, but soon enough, it was nearly as bright as a hot Summer day.
The tunnel’s exit approached. Jake was about to hurry on out of there, ready to pounce on whatever was there- be it Huntsclan member, or anything else- when he was stopped by Fu.
“C’mover here, I want you to look at something...,” the talking dog whispered, pointing to a part of the dirt that was just in front of his feet.
Jake bent over and looked. It was a footprint. That of a dragon.
“At least we know we’re goin’ the right way...,” Jake said as he stood up, “but now what? What should we do?”
“What do ya mean, kid? We go in and save Gramps!”
“Well, yeah... I know that! But my question is... how?” Jake smacked his hand over his forehead in disgust. “Me... I’ve got no dragon powers! No magical abilities at all! And you...”
“Yep, I’m a talking dog. Sue me. We’re gonna have to put our heads together, Jake... we got no magical mojo this time! So... got a plan?”
“Uh...,” Jake didn’t. But he knew one thing- “Let’s go see, at least, what we’re up against.”
They tiptoed over to the exit of the arcade, and peered around the edge.
The first thing they realized was that they were actually on the top floor- two in total. It was a relatively large room- almost more like a factory. Minus all the conveyor belts and such.
But here was the most important thing- in the center of the room sat something that deeply resembled a half-spherical shape- as if one half was above the ground, and the other half was below. There was a large crease in the middle- telling Jake and Fu that the thng- whatever it was- was closed.
And there above it, there was two metal cages dangling. Inside the cages sat two small figures. And Jake was pretty sure who they were.
“Yo, Grandpa! Gramps!” Jake called from the railing. He swiftly found some steps and took them down to the lower level, Fu following behind him. He ran to the cages, staring up at them, waiting for a response.
No answer.
“Uh... G?” Jake said uncertainly.
“He’s unconscious,” came a voice from overhead. “But man, am I glad to see you guys.”
From the right cage, the head of a blond-haired kid appeared. “Name’s Dan,” he said. “I’m the American Dragon.”
“You’re the Am Drag?” Jake asked.
“Uh... if that means American Dragon, then sure.”
Jake paused, thinking for a moment. So he’d found them. “The big question is,” he turned to Fu, “how can we get ‘em out?”
“That’s a question you WON’T be able to answer!”
Jake knew that voice. A deep, sinister, male voice. One he had encountered all too often.
Jake whirled around to see the Huntsmaster standing on the second floor, glaring down on him. He was alone at that point- good. No Rose. But there was bad news, too- the big guy himself was coming after Jake, and there was no way for Jake to defend himself.
“I do not know who you are...,” The Huntsmaster said, “but I know this- your trespassing will NOT be overlooked!”
END CHAPTER
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Post by coolgirlc on Jan 14, 2006 16:03:27 GMT -5
AWESOME STORY! update!!
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Post by yfwe on Mar 22, 2006 20:09:02 GMT -5
Like... I'll bet some of y'all didn't even know I wrote fanfics!! XD Well, here's something I should've done a long time ago.. and that is update one of my many fics. So.. here's one. One chappie from the end after this... hope it's enjoyable!
Ordinary: Ch. 11 YFWE
Now the Huntsmaster was mad.
He leapt the full length from the second floor to the first, cape flying gracefully behind him. His eyes were balls of bright orange flame, his teeth grinding against each other in such a way that could quite possibly produce some sparks if this manner was continually repeated.
“You are trespassing on private property! What is your purpose for being here?!” he demanded.
Jake stared at the huge man in disarray. He couldn’t tell him the ‘real’ reason he was there. At least not yet. He would have to come up with a lie- and quick!
“Er... sorry, sir,” he began. “I was walking my dog... and I, uh, stumbled into this place! Honestly, I didn’t know that this place was private property!”
“There was a sign outside the fence that clearly stated that,” the Huntsmaster growled.
“Oh, uh... must’ve missed it, sorry...”
The Huntsclan leader glared at the slightly shaking young boy. He wasn’t telling the truth... perhaps there was more he could get out of him...
But then, out of sheer curiosity, he glanced at the dog. It had been planted at the boy’s side the entire time, eyes darting all around the room. But mostly, right above the Huntsmaster.
The Huntsmaster glanced up. Ah, yes, the cage. The cage where the American Dragon and his Dragon Master were being held at that moment.
But then he wondered- why would the dog be staring up there? Was there some sort of movement from inside the cage? Maybe...
Wait! The dog! The Huntsmaster recognized it now! The dog had been spotted with the dragons all the time- even when the Huntsclan had raided their headquarters and kidnapped the dragons! Yes... it was all coming together now...
He grinned menacingly. “Nice try, boy. But I can see right through your lies,” he pointed a gloved finger at the dog, Fu. “That every dog has been spotted with the two dragons I have captured. Quite recently, in fact. So tell me, young man... who sent you to rescue these dragons?”
Jake winced. parc, he never gave the Huntsmaster enough credit. Perhaps he was a bit smarter than he came off as. Quickly, he came up with a rebuttal- hopefully, it would work.
“Not to be rude, sir, but... there are a lot of dogs in New York, trust me... are you sure you’re not mistaking my fog for... wait, did you say dragons?”
Jake tried to look surprised. Duh, he had nearly forgotten- he wasn’t supposed to know about dragons- he was to be an innocent bystander... it appeared as if his cover was blown.
And he was right.
“Say... you look a lot like the Dragon Master...,” the Huntsmaster continued, “and that very dog has been spotted with them. I don’t believe for a second that this is a coincidence...”
“... so this is an attempt to rescue the dragons, is it?”
Jake said nothing. Fu kept his gaze on the cage.
“That’s what I thought. I would escort you out myself, but I’m far too busy... so I’ll find a replacement.”
He took out some kind of walkie-talkie, and spoke into it, “Huntsgirl... please report to the main laboratory; I have some trespassers that I wish for you to take care of.”
Jake gasped. Huntsgirl... Rose... she was coming. She’d see him. This could not be good. She entered the room through the same tunnel as Jake and Fu had a few moments prior. Her dark Huntsclan mask was pulled on loosely- as if she had just sort of thrown it on and rushed out to meet her master.
“Trespassers, uncle? What, they didn’t read the...,” she paused. Jake realized that this was because she was staring right at him.
“J-jake?”
“Eh, yo, Rose, what’s happenin’?”
“Wait!” she pulled off her mask and leapt down, landing with catlike grace. “How’d.... how’d you know it was me?”
“Rose... there’s a lot of things that you don’t know about me...,” Jake began, “and I’d love to explain it all to you, but there’s no time- I need your help!”
“Help? For what?”
“Huntsgirl... you... know this boy?” the Huntsmaster looked at her demandingly. “Yes, uncle... he’s, um, a boy from school...”
“That doesn’t change the fact that he was and still is trespassing! Now listen to your uncle and escort him out! We have... unfinished business to attend to with the dragons...”
Rose sighed. “Yes sir... c’mon, Jake...”
Jake reluctantly followed, Fu by his side. But he wasn’t leaving without a fight. Jake had a plan...not the best plan, of course, but it would have to do. Grandpa’s life depended on it.
“Rose...,” Jake whispered, “there’s something I gotta tell you.”
“I’m listening...,” she replied.
“Um... well, it’s like this- you’re probably not gonna believe this, but I’m not from this world...”
“This world? Of course you are! You’ve been going to school with me for almost a year now!”
“No... what I mean is, I’m from a world... that’s adjacent to this one. I think this world was created by a... family friend. I’d explain more, but I don’t have much time. Rose...”
“What?”
“... I need your help to free the dragons.”
Rose looked at him alarmingly, “What? Jake... why? Those dragons are my enemies... they have tried to harm me just as I have tried to harm them! Why on earth do you want to free them?”
“Rose... there’s a lot of stuff that you don’t know about me, yet. You don’t even know this about me in my original world... but the Dragon Master is my Grandpa. Rose, while I don’t have my powers right now, I am, in fact, a dragon as well.”
Rose was shocked. And rightfully so. Her boyfriend... her enemy as well? Of course, the Rose in the real world had yet to experience this feeling, but she would soon enough.
“Jake... I, um... can’t believe it!”
“Yeah...,” Jake struggled to find the words to say, but found them, and continued. “So... really, is there any way to get those dragons out of their cages?”
“Well... only my uncle knows. I think the key is in his cape, unfortunately. We’d have to somehow get it from him... I just don’t know how...”
“Can you provide a distraction, and then maybe I can sneak up behind him, bring ‘im down, get the key, and save them!” Jake smiled. Ah, how he loved it when a plan came together...
“I don’t mean to throw a wrench in your thought process, but... how do you plan on getting up to the cages?” asked Rose.
“Um... I was hoping you could do it...”
Rose turned to look at her uncle. He was standing with his back to them. Good.
“Okay, this could work. You sneak around to the side, and I’ll distract him. Then, run up behind him, tackle him, find the key, and leave the rest to me...”
“Dude, how am I supposed to tackle that behemoth of a man?!?” Jake exclaimed.
“Uh... you’ll manage,” Rose whispered. “Now, go!”
Jake snuck around to the side, and Rose called, “Uncle, he’s gone. Could I, uh, ask you something?”
The Huntsmaster turned around to face her. Jake took his position behind him.
“Yes, what is it, Huntsgirl?”
“One thing- watch out!” she taunted.
He looked at her in question. Jake ran, and collided with his back, sending him sprawling to the ground.
Some kind of shiny object (an object that would sure as hell get my attention, for obvious reasons... coughADDcough) fell from his pocket and clanged to the floor. The key.
“Rose!” the Huntsmaster and Jake exclaimed at the same time.
Rose sprinted over and snatched the key. She grasped it in her hand in triumph and said, “Sorry, uncle... it’s something I gotta do...”
Jake leapt off of the Humtsmaster and scrambled over to Rose.
“So... you think you can outsmart me?!” questioned the Huntsclan leader.
“Well, think again.”
He took out some kind of device from his cape. This had two huge red buttons on it.
“Would you like to know what this button does?” he taunted.
“Uh... I have a feeling you’re gonna show us, no matter what,” Jake sighed.
“Smart boy.” He pressed the top button.
The half-cylinder-like object underneath the two cages opened up. And, to Rose and Jake’s dismay, it revealed hundreds of spinning blades. Sharp ones; blades that would rip anything that was thrown into it to pieces.
The Huntsmaster grinned slyly, “This other button releases the dragons from their cages. Unfortunately for them, it opens up the bottom of the cage. They will not even have one second to change into their dragon forms as they fall... to certain death!”
“No! You wouldn’t!” Jake yelled.
“Oh, but I will... that is, unless you give me the key...”
Rose and Jake stared at each other, and then the key.
“The choice is yours... the key... or the dragons’ lives!”
END CHAPTER
WOWZAH!! PLease read and review!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by dragoondart on Mar 22, 2006 22:36:06 GMT -5
I worship you, o lord of the Cliff hanger. Man this story ricks, UPDATE SOON.
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Post by yfwe on Mar 24, 2006 12:23:02 GMT -5
Lol, Lord of the Cliffhanger? I feel special, even though you're the only one that reviewed. XD
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Post by dragoondart on Mar 24, 2006 12:31:51 GMT -5
its just what I do! XD
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Post by yfwe on May 20, 2006 0:08:16 GMT -5
Weeeeellll... I'm actually gonna update tonight; I (believe it or not) am working on the new chapter right now. Even if it is late and I should be in bed. XD Well, look for it sometime tonight!
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Post by dragoondart on May 20, 2006 0:09:18 GMT -5
Woo Hoo, yay for the night Owls XD
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Post by yfwe on May 20, 2006 1:16:48 GMT -5
Ordinary: Ch. 12 YFWE
It was the choice of a lifetime.
Unfortunately for Jake Long, this choice was not quite as easy as other choices had been up to that point. When we think of choices we make throughout the day, we never really think of the simpler choices, in comparison to the larger, more important ones. Choices like... should I do my homework today? Or.. I think I left the oven on; should I turn it off or just ignore it? Those are the easy choices.
But then there are those choices that matter so much more. Choices that could mean life... or death.
And in this case, it was death.
Jake and Rose stood there side by side, the former in his normal human form (because, of course, in this world he was not a dragon) and the latter in her Huntsclan uniform, minus the mask. In Rose’s hand she held a small key. It was the key that, in effect, was a key to two humans’ survival.
But what was this? The Huntsmaster opposed them, a few paces away. In HIS hand was a small device with two bright red buttons. One of the buttons had already opened up a half-globe on the floor in the center of the room, in which spun somewhere close to thirty long metal blades, of course signifying that anyone who happened to fall in would be cut to ribbons.
Dangling above this melee was a cage. In the cage was the new American Dragon, Dan.
Even though it would’ve mattered to Jake no matter who was in the cage, it was the second figure inside that was most important to him.
For this figure, although not visible at the time, was his Grandpa and Dragon Master, Lao Shei.
Of course, Grandpa was no longer Jake’s Dragon Master. Jake was not even a dragon. This world that Chiang had created... it had changed so many things in Jake’s life. Some things were for the best. But other instances...
...such as this now...
Jake figured that it was best he did not think of such things at this point, as it was imperative that Jake find a way to get Grandpa and Dan out of there.
But how? Rose had the key, luckily. But if she made the slightest move toward the cage, it’d be lights out for the two “tenants” of the cage. The Huntsmaster would see to that.
“Um... if you’ve got any bright ideas, right now would be a great time to hear ‘em,” Jake whispered to Rose.
“What can we do?” Rose shot back. “They’ll die if I make one move toward the cage!”
She paused. “...I guess that the only thing we CAN do is return the key!”
“What!?! But what about...”
“Would you rather they die now, or die later?” Rose asked demandingly. “If we give him the key now, maybe we can think of another way...”
“I’m waiting,” said the Huntsmaster impatiently.
Rose emitted a long sigh, before walking dejectedly toward her uncle. Saying not a word, she held out the key to the Huntsmaster.
“Rose...,” Jake whispered.
There became a moment of silence before the Huntsclan leader snatched the key quickly.
“Hm... I suppose some thanks are in order, then...,” he smiled slyly. “I shall let you leave.”
He was referring to Jake, who did not seem all that thrilled by this. “Thank you, uncle,” Rose bowed to her master. Then she turned to Jake, “Jake... get outta here. Things could get ugly.” Then she added under her breath, “I’ll try and get them out.”
Jake nodded. He turned on his heel and began back toward the tunnel through which he had entered. It was, in effect, something he had to do. And hey- Rose could handle it, couldn’t she? She could at least try and free Grandpa... As Jake disappeared into the arcade, the Huntsmaster retrieved the same communication device he had used to call Rose a few minutes prior. “All Huntsclan members,” he said sternly into the device, “we have a trespasser on the grounds. He is heading toward the Research lab. Please intercept him and proceed to the prisoner ward, immediately!”
“Wait!” Rose exclaimed. “You said...!”
“I KNOW what I said,” he sneered. “I said he could leave. I simply did not specify whether or not he was to leave the room or leave the building.”
“No!” she cried, leaping towards the tunnel. “Jake, watch out!”
Meanwhile, Jake proceeded rather slowly towards the building’s exit. He didn’t want to leave... but he had faith in Rose.
It was the Huntsmaster he didn’t trust.
Good thing, too.
“Jake!” he heard Rose’s voice calling from behind him. “R-rose?” Jake whirled around. “What’s...”
“Look out!”
Jake was promptly slammed into by a black whirlwind from his left side, the force of the blow knocking him a few feet away and onto the ground.
The black figure stood over him, and soon after it was joined by half a dozen similar, if not identical, black figures. Lesser members of the Huntsclan.
“Don’t you hurt him!”
Rose barreled into one of the ninjas, definitely catching it off guard as it went sprawling across the hall.
But as Rose felt a slight sense of triumph wash over her, one problem still presented itself.
She was still outnumbered six-to-one.
“Nice try,” spoke the leader.
From his staff sprung a net, which enveloped Rose before she had a chance to evade it.
It knocked her off her feet- which surprised Rose, to say the least. That is, until she realized what the net really was.
The net was a new prototype of which the Huntsclan had recently developed. It... drained the energy of its target, to make a long story short.
And that’s exactly what it began to do.
“Nnghh...,” Rose grunted as she struggled to sit up. She stared over at Jake. He was in the same net.
“Jake... n-no...,” she gasped weakly. She laid her head down, to see three Huntsclan members hover above her.
“No...”
Her vision began to blur, soon becoming completely darkened.
She managed to utter one last sigh.
And then all went silent.
END CHAPTER
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Post by The Pantheon Dragon on May 20, 2006 6:06:57 GMT -5
I love you.^^ Well,maybe just enough to applaud you for finally updating...this chapter was particularly suspenseful and is somehow matching up to DIP in it's own way.Anywho,great work YFWE and I hope you update way more often if you get the chance.Actually,I need to start planning an airdate for my next ADJL fanfic. ttylz!
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Post by dragoondart on May 20, 2006 8:38:28 GMT -5
Nice Chapter, I can see that rest break did not effect your skills as a cliffhanger atrist ;D Anyways, loved it and I hope you update soon!
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Post by writingcat730 on May 20, 2006 12:07:04 GMT -5
^GReat chapter, I can't wait to see what happens next! Very suspenseful, update soon.
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