Post by mcep on Nov 27, 2008 12:26:32 GMT -5
Jake stepped into the sunlight after being at his grandpa’s electronic store all day. Trixie and Spud rode up on their skateboards.
“Hey guys what up?” asked Jake as they stopped in fount of him, Jake and Spud pounded fists.
“Were going to the skate park, do you want to come with us?” Trixie asked. Jake shook his head.
“I promised my parents I would go home after helping my grandpa” Jake answered.
“Come on Jakey, we are going to start high school soon and you know what that means…..” said Trixie.
“More home work” pointed out Spud.
“I’m sorry you guys, but I promised. I’ll catch you tomorrow” and Jake slammed his helmet on his head, and rode away on his skateboard. While he was riding past an ally, a squeaky voice came from an ally. Jake double backed. “Hello?” he called.
“Over here” called the voice. Jake walked over to where he heard it. He fell upon a cage with a little, young leprechaun.
“Hold on fella, I’ll get you out” Jake bent over to open the cadge…”OW!” Jake cried out. Something had pricked his neck. Gabbing as his neck, he felt some feathers, “what…” Jake’s vision faded into blackness……
Jake slowly opened his eyes. He was in blackness.
“It’s about time you woke up. It only took you six hours.” came a voice
“Whaa? What are you talking about? Why does my head hurt?” Jake murmured. A single, bright light show on him. Blinking his eyes Jake found himself in a cage.
“Your name is Jacob Luke Long, but you are called Jake, and you’re the American Dragon. Your sister’s name is Haley Long, and she too is going to become an American Dragon. Your father is Jonathan Long, who has just recently found out that his family is Dragons in Hong Kong. Susan Long is your mother, but she does not have powers because it skips generations. Luong Lao Shi is your grandpa, he’s been training you. The dog with him is a magical talking dog that is 600 years old who’s name is Fu. Your two friends are Trixie Carter and Arthur P. Spudinski, but you call him Spud. And you love to skateboard.” The voice ended the rant.
“How do you know all this?” demanded Jake. The voice gave a dry laugh. Foot steps approached, a glove hand came into the light holding a thick folder, he fit it thru the bars and let it drop of the floor. Jake walked over and picked it up. The American eagle was on the cover with the shield across his chest, and it was clutching a key in its claws. National Security Agency went around in a circle around that image. His name ‘Jacob Luke Long’ went across the top of the file, and a stamp on the bottom read, ‘target for MCEP.’
“Who are you?” asked Jake. More lights shown, A tall man, in black pants, shirt, trench coat, boots, military helmet and gasmask stood in fount of him.
“Well aren’t you going to read the file?” asked the man. Jake opened the file. Every single detail about his life was in the file, from his birth, his schools, when he meet his friends, were he lived, his favorite food he ordered when he went out and countless pitchers of him on his daily life and his secret life of him protecting the magical beings.
“So who are you!” demanded Jake . The man pulled off the black helmet to reveal black, wavy hair. Then he took off his black gas-mask. He had a long, skinny face. His eyes were a magical sky-blue, the type of ones girls would fall in love with. He slowly came to bars, dropping his helmet and gas mask. He stood inches from the bars
“My name Peter Kergis” he said. “NSA field agent, level 5. I’m the type of guy that doesn’t exist.” He gave a wry smile. “You are going to help us.”
“With what?” asked Jake. Peter just pointed to the folder, at the MCEP stamp. Jake picked it up. “What does it stand for?”
“Magical Creature Elimination Project” he answered, getting very close to the bars of the cage.
“I won’t!” Yelled Jake and he grabbed Peter’s shirt, and pulled him against the bars “ and I suggest you let me go” and he pulled back a fist. Peter pulled out a large, intimidating hand gun and aimed it at Jake.
“And I suggest you let me go.” Jake let go and backed to the other side of the cage. Peter smoothed down his shirt and put his handgun away. “I’m not like the old hunts clan you destroyed. I KILL on my missions and I only capture and knock-out if told to.”
“I’m sorry to rain on your parade but DRAGON UP!” and Jake turned into a Dragon. The second he did, he received a huge electric shock, he could not move.
“I SUGGEST YOU TURN HUMAN!” shouted Peter. Jake obeyed and turned human. The shocking stopped immediately. “So will you help us?”
“Why?!” asked Jake thru gritted teeth.
“O nothing.” Sighed Peter. “It’s just that we have explosives under your house, and it would be sad if a ‘finger’ ‘accidentally’ slipped on the button” he gave a dry laugh.
“Hey guys what up?” asked Jake as they stopped in fount of him, Jake and Spud pounded fists.
“Were going to the skate park, do you want to come with us?” Trixie asked. Jake shook his head.
“I promised my parents I would go home after helping my grandpa” Jake answered.
“Come on Jakey, we are going to start high school soon and you know what that means…..” said Trixie.
“More home work” pointed out Spud.
“I’m sorry you guys, but I promised. I’ll catch you tomorrow” and Jake slammed his helmet on his head, and rode away on his skateboard. While he was riding past an ally, a squeaky voice came from an ally. Jake double backed. “Hello?” he called.
“Over here” called the voice. Jake walked over to where he heard it. He fell upon a cage with a little, young leprechaun.
“Hold on fella, I’ll get you out” Jake bent over to open the cadge…”OW!” Jake cried out. Something had pricked his neck. Gabbing as his neck, he felt some feathers, “what…” Jake’s vision faded into blackness……
Jake slowly opened his eyes. He was in blackness.
“It’s about time you woke up. It only took you six hours.” came a voice
“Whaa? What are you talking about? Why does my head hurt?” Jake murmured. A single, bright light show on him. Blinking his eyes Jake found himself in a cage.
“Your name is Jacob Luke Long, but you are called Jake, and you’re the American Dragon. Your sister’s name is Haley Long, and she too is going to become an American Dragon. Your father is Jonathan Long, who has just recently found out that his family is Dragons in Hong Kong. Susan Long is your mother, but she does not have powers because it skips generations. Luong Lao Shi is your grandpa, he’s been training you. The dog with him is a magical talking dog that is 600 years old who’s name is Fu. Your two friends are Trixie Carter and Arthur P. Spudinski, but you call him Spud. And you love to skateboard.” The voice ended the rant.
“How do you know all this?” demanded Jake. The voice gave a dry laugh. Foot steps approached, a glove hand came into the light holding a thick folder, he fit it thru the bars and let it drop of the floor. Jake walked over and picked it up. The American eagle was on the cover with the shield across his chest, and it was clutching a key in its claws. National Security Agency went around in a circle around that image. His name ‘Jacob Luke Long’ went across the top of the file, and a stamp on the bottom read, ‘target for MCEP.’
“Who are you?” asked Jake. More lights shown, A tall man, in black pants, shirt, trench coat, boots, military helmet and gasmask stood in fount of him.
“Well aren’t you going to read the file?” asked the man. Jake opened the file. Every single detail about his life was in the file, from his birth, his schools, when he meet his friends, were he lived, his favorite food he ordered when he went out and countless pitchers of him on his daily life and his secret life of him protecting the magical beings.
“So who are you!” demanded Jake . The man pulled off the black helmet to reveal black, wavy hair. Then he took off his black gas-mask. He had a long, skinny face. His eyes were a magical sky-blue, the type of ones girls would fall in love with. He slowly came to bars, dropping his helmet and gas mask. He stood inches from the bars
“My name Peter Kergis” he said. “NSA field agent, level 5. I’m the type of guy that doesn’t exist.” He gave a wry smile. “You are going to help us.”
“With what?” asked Jake. Peter just pointed to the folder, at the MCEP stamp. Jake picked it up. “What does it stand for?”
“Magical Creature Elimination Project” he answered, getting very close to the bars of the cage.
“I won’t!” Yelled Jake and he grabbed Peter’s shirt, and pulled him against the bars “ and I suggest you let me go” and he pulled back a fist. Peter pulled out a large, intimidating hand gun and aimed it at Jake.
“And I suggest you let me go.” Jake let go and backed to the other side of the cage. Peter smoothed down his shirt and put his handgun away. “I’m not like the old hunts clan you destroyed. I KILL on my missions and I only capture and knock-out if told to.”
“I’m sorry to rain on your parade but DRAGON UP!” and Jake turned into a Dragon. The second he did, he received a huge electric shock, he could not move.
“I SUGGEST YOU TURN HUMAN!” shouted Peter. Jake obeyed and turned human. The shocking stopped immediately. “So will you help us?”
“Why?!” asked Jake thru gritted teeth.
“O nothing.” Sighed Peter. “It’s just that we have explosives under your house, and it would be sad if a ‘finger’ ‘accidentally’ slipped on the button” he gave a dry laugh.