Here is chapter 2 of Dragonland. This is actually the chapter that you find out what the last chapter was. I hope to finish chapter 3 by February 28.
Chapter 2
The Raging Creatures
I woke to Ian shaking me and yelling, “MARK IS GONE! MARK IS GONE!” I sat up. “Polar bears? Attacking?” I groaned. “NO MATTHEW! MARK IS GONE!” That time I heard it. Mark was gone? I could not afford to lose another brother. I immediately asked Ian, “What happened?” Ian answered, “A dinosaur broke into the house and then Mark turned into a dragon! It was so scary! Mark tried to attack but the dinosaur hit him! Then he unsheathed his sword and swung at mark! Mark flew away and the dinosaur followed him!” I wondered a million thoughts at once. Why did he not attack me? I’m the second most powerful dragon there is? Why did he just follow Mark? Why did he not attack all of us? “Ian,” I managed, “You saw all of that?” Ian answered, “Yes.” I thought it might be an April fool’s joke considering it was April first, but no. Ian said it was all real. I got ready to tell Ian what I didn’t want to tell him ever. “Ian, you are one of us. A dragon. You can think you are a dragon at any time and turn into a dragon.” “Well, who is my dad? Another dragon?” He asked. I replied, “Ian, I am your dad. I imagined you and you came alive at what a regular human would be age 3.” “WELL THEN WHY DID YOU NOT TAKE CARE OF ME LIKE REAL DADS DO?” Screamed Ian. I said with sangfroid, “I did take care of you. I was you teacher all from preschool to last year. This year I changed my age to be a new student ready to prepare you for training.” Ian looked shocked. “How many kids have you had?” I told him, “5. I have had you, Dalton, Theo, Josh, and Sean.” “DALTON’S YOUR KID!?! AWESOME! WE’RE BROTHERS!” Ian yelled with excitement, “Who took care of them?” “Mark did.” I said sadly. “Who will take care of them now?” Ian asked. “Lets find out!” I said, determined to find him. “He’s dead.” Ian said coldly. “NO HE IS NOT!” I screamed, “YOU HAVE NO LAND POWERS AT ALL!” Ian fell to the ground. I realized I had blasted my son with the most powerful blast of water I could. Luckily, he would heal quickly and we could get to work.