A/N: Chapter two is here, and written by Dragon Fanatic!

Disclaimer: Me no own Dragon Booster. (sigh)

“Well, whadda we waiting for? We gotta pack and leave fast! Who knows how fast Moordryd can find them!” decided Kitt.

“Kitt. He just left. I don’t think he could get that far,” pointed out Parmon. Kitt shot him a glare of death. “Or not. Can’t really tell with Moordryd.”

“Can I pack my toys? And my VIDDgames? Can I tell Spratt? Can we bring him along? Can I-” Lance whined.

“No, you can’t tell anyone or bring anyone else! Pack lightly!” screeched Kitt.

Artha smirked. “This is the girl who packs almost everything in the house when she goes somewhere.”

“What? Artha! You just described yourself! I pack a small bag! You bring almost six bags! You pack lightly too!” snapped Kitt. She pointed at Parmon. “And you can’t pack all your geeky computer stuff. Bring the scanner and that’s it!”

As Kitt continued to rant about all the things that they’d need, Artha whispered to Parmon, “I thought that this was be drac. Not with Kitt around. She’ll make this a living nightmare!”

“I heard that! Let’s get moving people! Time’s not on our side!” shouted Kitt and she ran to the elevator.

Artha stated, “girls. I’ll never be able to figure them out.”

Parmon agreed. “I agree. The female gender is a very complex species.” An awkward silence hit the air. “Uh, I just meant that girls are hard to understand.”

Following Kitt up, they saw Kitt rushing around the Stables, putting random objects in Wyldfyr’s saddle. “Come on! Get your stuff packed! We’re losing time!” she repeated.
When the three boys refused to move, she grabbed Artha and Lance by their ears and dragged them to their rooms in front of a bag, the whole time receiving yelps of pain and some swears that made her pull harder. Letting go of them, she left the Penn Brothers in their room, crying in pain with one of their ears a bright red color.

Going back to Parmon, the geeky teen weakly laughed, “I, uh, I will go pack on my own. I’m big enough and mature enough and definitely smart enough.”

As he took off, Kitt rolled her eyes with a scoff and she continued to pack stuff into her saddle. Soon, the three boys came trudging to her, Lance and Parmon holding a petit duffle bag and Artha pulling six suitcases behind him. Wagging her finger at Artha, Kitt grinned, “Nuh, uh, uh. One suitcase.”

“Aww, Kitt! That has all my stuff!” protested Artha.

Kitt shrugged, “Fine. If you don’t decide, I will.”

“Wha-?” Artha asked as Kitt grabbed five of the suitcases and tossed them into a deep hole somewhere in the Stables.

Putting her helmet on, Kitt pointed out, “Since you didn’t decide which one, I decided for you. There’s all there is to it.”

“Oh, where’s your stuff?” interrogated Artha.

Pulling a small bag out of her saddle, Kitt smirked and Artha frowned. Getting on Wyldfyr, Kitt made sure that all the boys were one their dragons. “Wait! I need to go to the bathroom!” cried Lance.

“Well, go then!” screeched Kitt.

Leaping off his tiny blue dragon, the rest of the Penn Racing crew waited, in intense boredom. Suddenly, Lance bounded back to them and proclaimed, “There. We can leave. And I washed my hands.”

“Anyone else have to go to the washroom before we leave?” Kitt droned. There were murmurs of not needing to go. “Alright then. Let’s leave!”

Racing across a grassy plain, Kitt heard Artha complain, “Guys! I need to go to the bathroom!”

“You should’ve gone before we left when I said so! You can hold it!” snapped Kitt.
Parmon typed something into the scanner and reported, “The first city. It’s called Geheimnis, the light green city, of the Keepers.”

“Hey! Artha! Watch what I can do!” shouted Lance and he began to run ahead of the group.

Suddenly, he rebounded off of something and crashed back into Beau, who fell onto Wyldfyr who collapsed onto Cyrano. Shaking her head as she got back up on her feet, Kitt commented, “Well, it looks like we found it. Well, uh, we sorta found it.”

“It has some sort of defensive mechanism.” diagnosed Parmon. His scanner beeped. “Oh, this is weird. The scanner just popped up with information on Geheimnis.”

“Well, what does it say?”

“Geheimnis is a very secretive city that not many people know about it. It is camouflaged by an almost chameleon like adaptation due to the technology that the residents of Geheimnis built in the Technological Mountains. Well, I guess that’s where we are. When found, Geheimnis is full of busy workers, shifty shopkeepers, and several rookie inventors. Although they don't race as much as other cities, their elite-class race tracks are some of the hardest with their most famous race, Jeux d'esprit, a race track that is full of mind traps and logic problems that test racers with their logic and eye for detail.”

“Okay, so how do we get past this?”

“Well, we know it’s disguised. And-“ Parmon started.

“Quiet! Someone’s coming! Quick! Hide!” Kitt cut him off.

The members of Penn Racing and their dragons quickly dashed into a large cave closest to them and held their breath as they peeked around the corner. “I told you Cain! This is where it is!” they heard Moordryd hiss.

“Yeah, but I don’t see anything? Unless you do.” Retorted Cain.

“Cain! If we wanna find Geheimnis, we have to go around the place and try to find the entrance!”

“That could take hours!”

“Not if my plan works Cain.”

“What plan? I thought we were winging this!”

“Cain! Someone will have to come out of the city. After we see them, we go in through the way we saw the sucker come out! It’s fool proof!”

“Moordryd. That plan...that plan...is the saddest thing I’ve ever heard!”

“Cain! Quiet! Stable Brats could be on to us. Those little pests are worse than a group of drag box dragons!”

“They couldn’t! They were still looking for that stupid toy when we left!”

“Cain! Those stupid brats are more of a threat than they look!”

“Yeah, I guess.” Mumbled Cain.

Seeing something, Moordryd muttered, “I see someone coming out! C’mon! We gotta hide!”

Dashing around a large rock, a small ripple appeared out of thin air and a small girl whistled as she began to skip out of the ripple. Cain gave Moordryd a questioning look and remarked, “Oh, I don’t know if I really wanna go in here. It’d turn me into a freak like her!”

“Cain! Let’s just get inside!” snapped Moordryd, silencing his second-in-command of his crew.

Walking into the same spot the girl had skipped out moments later, Moordryd and Cain were engulfed in a small ripple and disappeared. “There. C’mon guys. They think we’re on to them. We gotta hurry and get that piece before they do!” instructed Kitt. “Everyone! Follow me!”

Rushing into the spot Cain and Moordryd were, Kitt had a determined look as she burst through the protective layer. Stopping, she felt her arms and legs. The wall was like a gel type of water, a weird feeling on her arms, and also sticky, but there was none of it stuck to her. Looking ahead, the rest of Penn Racing flew in through the layer beside and Kitt commented, “Wow.”

Parmon exclaimed, “This place is amazing! Look at all the technology they have!”

Cautiously, they walked forward, mesmerized by the new city. There were several shops with their owners shouting about their different stock and their prices. Off to there right, they heard a loud whirring of machines working. “Wow. This place is busy!” remarked Artha.

“And uh, I don’t think these are the Keepers.” Whispered Kitt.

Parmon questioned, “Why not?”

“It just seems so different from Stewardd and his crew’s like him. This doesn’t seem like their style. This one...it’s kinda shifty.” Kitt stated.