I don't own any of the Xiaolin Showdown characters, they all belong to Christy Hui. Any OC's are mine, so have a happy read V.

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One-shot

Character : Jack Spicer

Warning: Suicide

Jack relaxed against the hollow of the tub, the hot water easing the tension from his body while his upper back and shoulder-blades kept the porcelain cradling him cool. Jack sighed as every muscle in his body loosed letting the heat sooth him.

After a moment or so Jack reached up into the soap-dish above his head, his fingers curling about his razor. Jack removed the blade from the razor handle and studied it watching how the steam and overhead light shimmered along the small steel.

Raising his pale wrist from the water the purplish-blue veins visible beneath the thin skin gliding his middle finger down his right forearm with a slow bitter smile gracing his lips. Jack brought down the blade hissing at the stinging pain before he moved to his left doing the same with his numbing fingers.

The bloody blade fell to the marble floor with a soft clatter as he spilt beneath the steaming water. The small rivers of blood flowing from his wrists floated about his neck and head like crimson ribbons clouding the once clear water with their scarlet color.

Jack's lungs screamed for air but he felt no pain as he grew numb, the dark void consuming him.

'No one will miss me.' he thought as his heart began to slow 'no one wanted me either as a friend or enemy.' bubbles escaped his mouth as he laughed humorless under the red water 'no one cares.' Jack grew cold in the warm water when suddenly he was pulled out and lifted from his watery grave feeling the icy touch of his bathroom floor against his bare back.

"Spicer, Spicer. Wake up you foolish child." came a deep muffled voice followed by a hard slap. Jack slowly opened his eyes to the blurry image of Chase Young over him.

Jack tried to lift his hand to make sure what he was looking at was real but his fingertips barely touched Chase's chin when the overlord gloved hand grabbed his cold one to look at the gash along down his inner forearm. Jack smiled weakly up at his idol.

"Look, he's touching my hand." his voice was soft as his vision dimmed.

"Spicer, what have you done?" Chase lifted his eyes from the wound to see Jack's ruby orbs grew dull and flat the light in the youth's eyes flickered then faded his breath leaving him in a soft sigh.

"Jack?"

"…"

The End

A.N. The line jack's says "Look, he's touching my hand." is from the ep. The Year of the Green Money