This is how Jinx comes into the story.
All Jinx heard was a loud BANG. And then everything fell apart.
He knew it was a portal because of the spinning feeling that always accompanied portal-traveling. But he hadn’t been anywhere near a portal.
Suddenly, Jinx was standing on solid ground again. His knees buckled beneath him, and he felt his hands scrape on concrete. So he was in a city somewhere.
But wait. . . he couldn’t be. Nobody was around. The only energy he saw was Lester’s soot-colored energy. Lester seemed to have fallen off his shoulder.
“Lester!” Jinx said, “What happened?”
Lester the dragon groaned, “We went through a portal and I nearly broke my neck.”
“But there weren’t any portals around, were there? You’d never let me walk straight into one.”
Lester sighed, “No, there wasn’t. A portal just appeared out of nowhere and sucked us in.” he said in his nasally little voice.
“Okay. . . We’ll come back to that. Where are we now?”
“Looks like New York.”
“But. . .” Jinx shook his head, “No, that’s not right. If this were New York, we’d be surrounded by people. Why can’t I see any people?”
Jinx could almost picture Lester rolling his eyes, “That’s because there aren’tany people, genius.”
Jinx suddenly felt sick, “What do you think happened to them?”
“They probably all died and now we’re going to die too.” Replied Lester simply.
“How many times have I told you to stop being so negative?” That nervous edge that Jinx hated started to creep into his voice. He always got nervous when there weren’t any people around.
“Whatever.” snorted Lester.
“You’re hopeless.” Sighed Jinx, carefully getting to his feet.
As he stood, Jinx felt a knife to his back. “Don’t move. Turn around, slowly, with your hands where I can see ‘em.” Said a man’s gruff voice.
Jinx obeyed, he always hated it when someone attacked him with a weapon. He couldn’t see it. When he turned around, he saw a dark brown energy, like wood. It seemed strong but hard.
“How’d you do that?” Demanded the man, “You just appeared out of thin air, there was a flash of light, I saw it from inside that shop over there. Are you the one responsible for this whole thing?”
“Responsible for what. . . ?” Asked Jinx slowly.
“Whaddaya mean, ‘for what?’ Don’t you play this with me!” The man bellowed. He brought the knife to Jinx’s chest suddenly, making him jump.
“No, seriously! I have no idea what’s going on, okay? I’m blind, I can’t see what’s going on! I’m just as confused as you are!” He said quickly.
Just then, Lester climbed back onto Jinx’s shoulder, “That makes three of us.” He said monotonously.
The man screamed, “What is that thing?! Now I know it was you! First you create this blackout, now you bring these- these- creatures to plague us! Well, no more! I’m gonna make you pay!”
“Lester!” Said Jinx, “Knife!”
As he let out a long, drawn-out groan of boredom, Lester leapt off Jinx's shoulder and swept the knife from the man’s hand.
Now Jinx was able to defend himself. The man swung his fist, Jinx dodged, and threw a punch of his own. His fist made contact with the man's stomach and the man doubled over with a groan. But then he backed up, apparently readying for another attack.
Jinx eased into a better fighting stance and waited. The man charged him, Jinx managed to block the first punch, but then was hit near his eye. Man, this guy could pack a punch! The man attacked again, and Jinx managed to land another punch; on the nose this time.
The man retreated again, and Jinx readied himself for another onslaught, his injured eye smarted as it began swelling. But then, someone grabbed him, pinned his arms behind his back, and kicked him in the back of the legs so that his legs gave way beneath him .
He turned his head and looked over his shoulder. A new person had snuck up, their energy was a dull copper color. Like an old kettle. The other man attacked Jinx again. This time, Jinx was powerless as he received several more painful blows.
Suddenly, the person holding Jinx let him go with a scream, Jinx heard the retreating footsteps as the person ran away for some unexplainable reason. The man in front of Jinx suddenly screamed as well, and Jinx saw his energy getting farther away as he ran off.
Painfully, Jinx got to his feet and took inventory of his injuries. A black eye. A busted lip. His head throbbed. His arms felt as though someone had tried to rip them from their sockets. The rest of his body ached as if he’d been run over by a train.
Lester’s soot-colored form landed on Jinx’s shoulder. He was oddly warm, like clothes that had just come out of the dryer.
“I set them on fire. You’re welcome.” He said boredly.
“Y-yeah, thanks.” Said Jinx, rattled-feeling.
“You need to stop getting in fights.” Lester observed in a know-it-all voice.
“I don’t do it on purpose.” Grumbled Jinx irritably.
“Whatever. So, what did that guy say was going on? A blackout of some sort?”
“I think so. C’mon, let’s go somewhere where we can get some more information. Preferably where we won’t be attacked again.”