Jack of all Trades

Chapter 5

We arrive at the Spot in the mountains where I first found Tyson. I help him off the bike and race him into the clearing.

"Okay, kid, I'm gonna show you something that you can't tell anyone. Okay? It's top-secret." I can't believe I'm about to tell someone my biggest secret. No one knows it, well, of course, my parents know. When my mom tried to name me Scott the name Jack came out instead so her, dad, and the doctor knew what I was immediately. But that's different from telling someone. Tyson looks up at me with the most serious face.

"I'm a Jack of all Trades. Are you okay with that? Can you keep it a secret?" I ask worriedly. I can almost feel my heart beating out of my chest.

"Okay." WHAT?! He doesn't seem surprised! Or shocked!

"Uh. Yeah okay. So I can- um Okay! Why aren't you freaking out? I'm a Jack! I'm dangerous!" I shout at him, waving my arms to emphasize the 'dangerous' part. Why isn't he surprised?! Have I been obvious? What if people at school already figured it out!? What if the government is coming to execute me!?

"I think it's cool! You're super powerful!" I feel a hundred emotions go through me at once but force myself to stay calm. If he's okay with it then there is no reason to get worked up.

"Okay. So I guess that wasn't the reaction I thought I would get... But okay. Point is- I can shift into a dragon and use telepathy to talk to you so we can learn to fly together. I've flown as a bird before, so I kinda get the gist of it. Ready, Bud?" I ask, still feeling off from someone knowing about me.

"That's even cooler!" Tyson exclaims than shifts into his dragon and hops around spitting out tiny fireballs. I chuckle before shifting (painfully and slowly) into a medium-sized dragon roughly the size of a school bus. I'm all black (the same shade as Tyson) and I don't look all that impressive (no huge spikes like him) but I'm a dragon so it's fine. I start flapping like I would as a bird, and I find it is harder then I thought. I look over at Tyson, whos staring at me like I'm god, and a wave of determination hits me. I'm going to get this right so I can help Tyson. I frown in concentration and try again.

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After a week of endless practicing on my part (I needed to learn first before I taught Tyson) I'm a pretty decent flyer (my magic was absolutely drained for once). Tyson still isn't that advanced even though he's practiced a bit, so we fly our way up the mountain at his pace. When we get to the top we can see the sun setting. I try to talk to him with telepathy. We had already talked about how I would use when we got to the top, so I wouldn't scare or hurt him.

"Can you hear me?" I ask.

"Yup!"

"Okay. Were gonna glide all the way down to the Spot, got it?" I tell him.

"Okay, dad! Let's go!" and with that, he shoots off and starts gliding. I chuckle (which sounds weird coming out of a dragon) and chase after him.

It feels amazing, gliding down the mountain at full speed. I can see Tyson in front of me, coasting over the treetops with the natural grace of a real dragon. I can hear his exited laughs in my head and the happy roars he lets out. I feel the same fatherly pride I felt at the mall. I really wish that he was my son. I'm glad with what I have now, but it feels incomplete. With that thought my magic reaches out and surrounds him, barely noticing as it does the same to me. I try to rein it back in but it seeps into his skin. I watch helplessly as he drops from the sky. I dive after him in a helpless hysteria, catching him on the crest between my eyebrows just before he falls into the trees.

"Tyson!? Are you okay Bud!?" I'm panicking. I can't believe I let my emotions overtake my magic! I killed him I killed my kid! NO! Nononono I knew I was dangerous! I knew this would happen! I couldn't control it and it took someone from me!

"Tyson!" I sob as land in our spot. I- I'm a murderer. I killed a child. I killed my child!

"Dad? What happened? I feel different." My heart stops and starts beating twice as fast.

"TYSON! OH my god! I thought I killed you! Are you okay!? I'm taking you to the hospital!" I shout and I quickly shift into my human form. I snub the pain of my bones changing and rush back to my bike. Only by shear will power am I able to keep myself controlled and not go off like I so desperately want to to ensure his safety.

"Dad.." I panic as he passes out. I rev the engine, holding him to my chest and speed down the mountain. (His scales tear at my skin, but I don't bother stopping) I did something to him! I could have hurt him!

It takes a full hour to get to the clinic. I rush in the doors carrying Tyson in his dragon form.

"Dr. Kelly! I need Dr. Kelly! Now! Its an emergency! Only Dr. Kelly!" I scream and a nurse starts paging someone. People in the waiting room are screaming and panicking. Probably becuase the cuts from his scales made me bleed and that I'm holding a dragon.

I let out a breath of relief as the doctor who assisted my mother during her pregnancy and has been my doctor my entire life comes into view.

"Jack! What's wrong! Is this your kid?" She asks as she leads me to her office.

"I did something to him! He said he felt different after my magic dropped him out of the sky! Please you have to help him!" I beg as tears fall from my eyes.

"Okay. I'll try! Is he your kid?" She asks again.

"YES! No! Sorta! He was abandoned! But I think of him as mine and he calls me dad! Please! Just fix him!" Why won't she do something!

"Okay. Calm down, Jack. I'm going to have you sit down while I run a few tests." She gently takes him from me, causing a moment of anger and sadness. I do not like not having him close to me.

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Its been an hour and a half. I called my parents and they are now sitting on either side of me, my mother is clutching my hand like a lifeline.

"Jack? I'd like to show you something." Dr. Kelly says, gesturing for us to follow her back into the room they have Tyson in.

"You're not going to believe this, but Jack, somehow you changed his blood." What.

"What do you mean?" My father asks. Dr. Kelly gives me sympathetic eyes.

"Jack, you made him your son. Biologically. He has your blood now."