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This is my very first fanfic. Please try to enjoy!
Chapter 1: Deadly New Wu
"Make haste, Dojo!" Omi said for about the eighth time. "We must not allow this Shen Gong Wu to fall into evil hands!"
The old dragon murmured some profane comment under his breath and turned his head to face the young monk. "Omi, for the thousandth time, I'm doing the best I can! I don't need the extra pressure!" By now he was obviously fed up with Omi's constant urging. Still, he tried to refrain from raising his voice to the little guy. So, he simply turned his head forward, his nostrils flaring in aggravation.
Clay understood why Dojo was upset, but he still sympathized with Omi.
"Give the lil' guy a break, Dojo. I reckon we all feel a bit uneasy." He put his hand to his stomach to quench its constant churning. "I myself am about as calm as a cat in a room full of bulldogs."
Kimiko rolled her eyes at the cowboy's remark. She was clearly not in the mood to hear one of his down home sayings. Her own stomach was doing cartwheels as she remembered what Master Fung had said about this particular Shen Gong Wu, and…..
and what it would mean if it fell into the wrong hands.
Needless to say, she knew how Clay and Omi felt. She sensed the anxiety radiating from their very beings which, in turn, made her even more uneasy. Kimiko looked past the two boys and stared at Raimundo, who was riding in front at the base of Dojo's head.
Despite the anxiousness she new they were all feeling, the young Brazilian looked every bit the strong leader that he was expected to be. Kimiko secretly smiled to herself. Raimundo had developed so much as the Dragon of Wind since becoming Shoku Warrior.
"Then again, these past 2 years have bought about changes in us all." Kimiko thought to herself.
Sure, Rai was still a laid back prankster at times, but recently something in him had surfaced, something that wasn't there before.
His appearance was also slightly different. His muscles had become even more well defined, and his hair now reached shoulder length. To think that a person who cared as much about his appearance as Rai would allow his hair to grow so unkempt!
Kimiko had also noticed changes in her self. She had learned how to somewhat control her temper, although she still often had her routine outbursts. Overall, though, she was a calmer individual. Physically, she had developed in the way all girls are expected to, although her breasts were more or less the same size as they were when she was thirteen, as well as her height, which bothered Kimiko more than her breasts. She now had a short cut; she accidentally singed her hair half a year ago, when she almost burned down the entire temple compound.
Omi had also changed, although much of it was in personality rather than appearance. He might have grown a few inches, but other than that he was still the same old "cheeseball" ,as Jack Spicer would call him. In truth, however, the Dragon of Water had become much more aware of the world around him, as well as those who make up that world. He also tried to choose his words more wisely, although he still couldn't get any of the modern day slang right. What was probably more important, however, was that he was able to control that ego that was probably at one point bigger than his head(which was big).
Out of all of them, however, Clay was probably the one that changed the least. He was still the same tall, strong gentleman, now more of a man than before, thanks to the five o'clock shadow he now had. His cowboy tendencies hadn't changed which meant that, despite Kimiko's complaining, he would still often quote one of his many cowboy related sayings. Actually, however, although she always made fun of the big cowboy, she sometimes found the way he talked, well, charming.
"Then why do I act like that…?"
"Here it is!" Dojo said before letting out a big sneeze. "Or at least that's what my allergies are telling me."
The young dragons suddenly looked down to see a large island. Kimiko's eyes suddenly widened.
"That's…."
"The island of Honshu." Dojo said between wheezes. "Largest island in the nation of –WHEEZE-!"
"I know where we are!" Kimiko said with much excitement as Dojo began his descent. "We're home!"
Kimiko simply couldn't contain her excitement. It had been TWO WHOLE YEARS since she had come home to Japan. No Shen Gong Wu had been revealed there until now and the Xiaolin dragons were kept so busy with training and gathering the mystical artifacts that Kimiko had not been given even one chance to visit.
Suddenly, her thoughts were distracted as Dojo began to wheeze even harder than before. As sharp chilling pains shot up and down his snake-like body, the dragon began to shake so violently that the group of teens had to hold on with all their might just to keep from falling to their deaths. Rai knew that something was seriously wrong. Sure, Dojo had experienced similar reactions to Shen Gong Wu before, but never like this.
"Dojo, are you a-a-aaahhh!" Raimundo's words trailed off into shouts as that last shiver almost sent them flying.
"This Sh-Shen Gong W-Wu is bad n-news." Dojo sniffed. "I-I don't know if I c-c-can…"
Dojo suddenly let out a sneeze so tremendous that the monks simply couldn't hold on any longer. They were all flung into the air until gravity took hold of them and were soon quickly plummeting to the ground below.
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Chase young was growing impatient. Well, more impatient. Wuya had been leading him through mountainous terrain for what seemed like hours and still the object of their search was yet to be found.
As they came across a clearing amongst the trees, the Ancient Heylin Warrior sat himself down on a large rock, propping up his chin with his arm as he analyzed the situation at hand.
"The Xiaolin monks are surely searching for it as well" Chase thought to himself. "That useless witch has been leading us in circles. Now I'm beginning to doubt that she's even sensing it."
"Chase!" Wuya screamed as she made her way through the bushes and into the clearing. "You understand as well as I do that we must reach it before the monks." She suddenly pointed her finger to something behind her. "So why are we bringing this impudent fool with us?"
Wuya watched with a look of disgust as Jack Spicer clumsily stumbled through the brus. He suddenly shot Wuya an angry look, the kind of look a spoiled child would give a parent for not giving them something they want. "Hey! That's EVIL BOY GENIUS to you! Not…!"
Jack suddenly gave out on of his high pitched shrieks as he tripped over a bush and fell right on his face.
Chase shot Jack a look of aggravation, then he simply closed his eyes in thought and smiled one of those malicious smiles of this. "He is simply of some use to us for a change. If it was any of your concern I would have told you."
Jack looked at Chase as a puppy would to his master. "Umm, er, Chase, sir…um I was just wondering, why couldn't bring any of my Jackbots. It would be a hell of a lot easier to find our way through these woods."
Wuya shot Jack her own angry stare.
"I'm getting us through these mountains just fine! Besides, what good would those useless flying pieces of scrap metal be against the Xiaolin Warriors? They're useless. YOU'RE useless!"
Jack looked boiling mad, and was about to say something when….
"ENOUGH!" Chase roared as he stood up and faced Wuya.
"That's enough of your incessant whining. You are wasting my Valuable time, and I do not like it when someone wastes my time." Chase narrowed his eyes at Wuya. "Now, let's keep going."
Wuya simply stared at Chase, then at Jack. Then, while still fuming and pouting, she led the way Chase following her close behind. Jack said not a word as he stumbled after him, but not before tripping and falling flat on his face again.
"It's not as if it matters either way." Chase thought. " After all, they are merely foolish monks."
Another evil smile crept over his face as his reptilian eyes flashed in the shadows of the surrounding trees.
"What hope do the have of controlling something their feeble minds dare not grasp?"