Haha hey. o.O I felt cruel leaving you guys off where I did.

DEDICATED TO xXscotchXx because she/he is the one who came up with Jackson's secret! Thanks so much! :D

Enjoy!

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" Dragons are just tales, sir,' the servant said to the King who lay dying in his chambers. 'The dragon is a fairy-tale.' 

A smile quirked the king's lips, then erupted into coughing fits. He then turned to his servant. 'Are you sure?'

The servant blinked, looking confused. 'I'm positive sir..'

'Well, then, my boy,' the king rasped, 'maybe it's time you opened your eyes.' "- The Ancient Writings of Witches and Warlocks.

Faye

"Okay, sweetheart," Mom says, ushering me up. "Tutorings done for today."

"Finally," I muttered under my breath as I pulled myself up from the kitchen table and put my stuff away.

"Finally?" she asks, snorting. "You love my tutoring."

"It's only the first day."

"You still love it."

"Whatever, Mom."

She chuckled. "What do you want for lunch?"

"Pizza." I blink seriously at her.

She sighed, grabbing her phone. "Fine. Now shoo, go one. Do whatever it is you teenagers do these days."

"Gladly." I grin at her and leave the kitchen, going towards my room.

When I reach downstairs, I find Jackson waiting for me on the couch.

"Oh hey," I tell him cheerfully, skipping over to him. "Tutoring is over."

"Great," he said, not meeting my eyes.

"And mom is ordering pizza," I add, nudging him. 

"Cool."

I frown. "Okay, now you have to tell me what's up."

"Alright."

"I'm serious, no more of the 'don't worry about it' bullshit. I want-Wait what?" I stop and stare at him suspiciously. Did he say what I thought he said.

"I'll tell you what's wrong," he replied, still not looking at me.

"Mmkay," I tell him, sitting criss cross applesauce. "Well, tell me."

He took a deep breath, as if thinking what to tell me. "Okay, umm..so its kind of about my powers and family."

"Alright." I blink at him, head tilted. 

"Well, you know how I didn't tell you about them earlier?" he asked, hand running through his hair.

"Yeah."

"Well, um, I'll tell you about it."

I roll my eyes. "You said that."

"I know, I'm just nervous," he says, and I notice he did look scared. He was even sweating.

"Hey." I grab his hand, holding it. "It's gonna be okay. It's only words."

"You think that now," he replied with a bitter laugh.

I was taken aback. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He gripped my hand tighter. 

"Jackson." I put my hand on his cheek and turn his face towards me so I can see his eyes. "Tell me."

"Well," he stutters. "Our powers..we don't just get it."

"What do you mean?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"What I mean," he continues, "is that all power comes from somewhere right?"

"Yes, of course," I reply. "Ours came from our dragons. Cain took a little of his dragons blood and since then its passed down through our family. The first Rider of every Hover took blood from their dragon. That's how we have magic."

"Yeah." He fiddled with my fingers. "Well, ours is kind of similar."

"How so?" I ask.

"Because." He squeezed his eyes shut as if it hurt him to say it. "We take blood from dragons as well."

I scrunch my eyebrows together, confused. "What?"

"We get our magic from dragon blood," he answers. "We take it from them."

I eye him. "As in, forcefully? Like, take it without them agreeing?"

He wouldn't look at me, and I knew that meant yes.

Oh god. I pull my hand from his grasp as horror and shock course through my veins. "You're kidding, right? This is some joke?"

"Would I joke about this?" he shot back, eyes filled with regret.

"How do you get the blood?" I demand, wanting to know.

"Faye."

"How?" I yelled, crossing my arms and getting to my feet. "How, Jackson?"

"We kill them."

The words sunk into me like water pushing me under, drowning me. "You kill them?"

"Yes," he said, then added quickly. "Not all the time. Once a year, it lasts us a year."

"Once a year?" I snarled, rage now taking over. "You're fucking kidding me?"

He winced. "Like I said, no."

"The way you said it made it sound so freaking casual, 'hey I kill dragons once a year so we have magic!'"

"Like we have a choice?" he retorted. 

"You always have a choice," I spat, pointing his chest. "So that's how you Warlocks get powerful, huh? You murder!"

"It's hardly murder," he snapped. "It's a dragon. An animal."

That pissed me off. "An-An animal?" 

His words seemed to sink into him. He opened his mouth, regret on his face, but I was beyond angry. "An animal huh? Well guess what, assholes are animals to. And your an asshole!"

"I didn't mean-"

"If you didn't mean it, why did you say it?" I shot back.

"Why'd you call me an asshole if you don't mean it?" he asked, making me freeze.

"Because I do mean it," I said, glaring at him. "You made me fall for you, thinking, oh hey,s he won't mind that I kill dragons every year!"

"Oh really?" he raised his voice as well. "So it's worse than those two little Dragon-Slaughterers?" 

"They know what they did is wrong," I hiss, "Plus they've never killed a dragon in their life."

"Neither have I!" 

"Well you still use the blood!" I spat. "How do you get the magic? Drink the blood?"

He didn't respond.

"I knew it," I said bitterly. "I knew it had to do with you eating or drinking the blood."

"How long did you guess?"

"Since you told me not ten seconds, asshole!"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying we're over!" I yelled.

He froze. His eyes met mine for moments before they filled with tears.  "R-really?"

I look away from him. "No. Yes. I don't know. I need to think things through.."

"Please." He comes over, but when I step back he stops. "Please, Faye, I'm in love with you. I know what I did was wrong, but please. Before you break up with me, please think things through."

"Fine." I still didn't look at him. "Please leave me alone."

I heard him go up the stairs, and I knew after I broke down I would need to talk to Mom.

After twenty minutes of a mini melt down I wiped my tears and started up the stairs.

When I arrived, I saw Jordan, Mom, and Dad sobbing hysterically, Quince and Lucy's eyes filled with sympathy, and a shocked looking Ken and Jackson.

"What's going on?" I ask.

Jordan turns to me, eyes puffy and red from crying.

"It's Jen," she sobbed. "She's dead!"

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GAHHHHHHHHHH SO MUCH REVEALED!

So that was Jackson's secret, and xXscotchXx came up with it! GO FOLLOW THEM!

The last bit (Jen's Death) was my idea, and it was hard to put in. I loved Jen, but it's apart of the plot, unfortunately..

Until next time!

-Grace xx