Title:
The King of Darkness
Rating:
T
Summery:
Jack Spicer thought his life with magic was over once he turned 18.
He'd never imagined that helping an injured man would take him back
on the path of magic as he seeks power he had only ever dreamed of.
Disclaimer:
I don't own Xiaolin Showdown or the picture that inspired this
fanfiction. I am not making any money off of this fic, and I
currently have no money anyways! So no suing me!
Pairing:
Jack/OC
Author's
Note: Seth's picture is actually a fan art of Sirius Black. I
found in online while searching for Harry Potter fan art. No this
isn't a crossover. Seth is an Original Character I thought of when
a friend of mine was writing her fic about the Xiaolin Monks fighting
Chaos. Also, so no one bitches about having a kid in sexual
situations… Jack Spicer is 18 years old! He's LEGAL! Seth is um…
Old! Like the dawn of time old… So yeah… Remember to remove the
spaces… Also the leopard in the picture DOES have a name… It'll
just be mentioned during the story, so watch out for it!
Seth: http/ bishounen. animehq. hu/ Sirius /Sirius /sirius24 .jpg
Chapter One
A full-grown leopard slowly snuck along the edges of the highway. Her master was around somewhere, but she had lost track of him. She hated herself for it. How could she call herself a familiar if she couldn't even keep track of her master?
Bright gold eyes narrowed towards the oncoming traffic. To the passing cars, she appeared as nothing more than a small cat lost and cold in the big open world. Yet no one stopped. The human's kept driving by, some even honking their horns to make sure the cat didn't go out into the road. The horns made her ears hurt.
"Worthless, they are all simply worthless. Why he even believes these fowl beings are worthy of his great power is beyond me." Her voice was a soft growling slightly British accented voice. She had adapted the accent some time during "The Dark Ages" while her master was out making his rounds. She had found the smells of the creatures called humans, to be beyond fowl. Her sensitive nose picked up the smell of rotting flesh and unwashed skin.
Deciding to give up on her thoughts of the fowl beings known as humans, the leopard stalked into the near by woods to drop her disguise. She continued her search from the cover of the trees and kept her gold eyes wide open to spot her master. Her nose twitching every so often, searching for her master, where ever he was.
Jack had been enjoying his free time very much as of late. Three years ago he had threw down his Wu locator watch at Wuya and Chase Young's feet, threw the Shen Gong Wu he had on him at the Xiaolin Monks, and then smashed his heli-bot on a jagged rock. He had then called for a private helicopter; shed his long black coat, making sure that it was completely destroyed by the helicopters propellers. He had kept his orange goggles, though they now merely hung up in his new sports car. An aqua blue Porsche Carrera GT with white leather interior. It was his pride and joy.
Driving around with the roof down and his music playing loudly, with a pair of dark black sunglasses on his face covering up his dark red eyes, was what he was currently doing and was by far the most relaxing thing he could think of. His skin was no longer the pale white but was a soft tan. His hair he had stopped coloring and was down a snow-white color. He stopped spiking it around his 16th birthday and had instead left it looking as if he had just woken up. Leaving it messy and hanging in his eyes.
Jack had so much free time, which he had taken to making his own video games. He still upgraded his robots every so often, but between those upgrades were very lengthy periods of time. His video games became his new love. He had bought a bunch of computer artist stuff, including a drawing tablet, which he used to design all of the characters and monsters in his games. He had found out shortly before starting that he actually had artist talent, and found himself drawing at every turn.
His game featured the fight between good and evil. The main character was a confused teen whose mom had been a great evil witch, while his father was once the hero of their world. He was torn between doing what was right and what he wanted to do. He had worked in a bunch of the stuff he had seen in his ventures to get the Shen Gong Wu, even created copies of the 4 Xiaolin Monks that could train the main character. The first game had sold nearly a million copies in just a few short hours of its release and had spurred Jack to make more and more. The world now knew just who Jonathan Spicer was, and he loved it.
Driving down the highway back towards his home, Jack spotted a bundled up person on the ride of the road. Their long black hair was flying freely in the wind while the ragged back blanket that was covering him, kept shredding when a car past by. Jack wondered only briefly why no one spotted for the poor man, before he slowed his car down and pulled it off to the side a bit off from the man. He shut off his car and pulled his sunglasses off and set them onto his dashboard. He then stepped out of the car and slammed his door before, while minding the oncoming traffic, headed towards the huddled man.
"Hey, are you okay?" Jack's voice, though no longer as squeaky as it was in his youth, hadn't deepened as much as he would have liked. But he had an air of confidence around him now that he had lacked completely while in his youth. The man must have sensed that about Jack as well because he had pulled the blanket down part way so his eyes could be seen.
Those eyes made Jack nearly freeze in his place. The dark gold reminded him so much of Chase's that it truly scared him. But the red tint around the outside of his eyes made Jack's mind calm. This man WASN'T Chase Young. He was just an injured, possibly sick, and possibly very hungry, man. Plus, as far as Jack could tell, the gold of this man's eyes held plenty more emotions than Chase's ever held.
"Why have you stopped?" Jack was broken out of his thoughts by the cracking deep baritone voice that came from the black wrapped man. Jack then noticed the man's skin was in fact a very ghostly pale. The man was sick. Jack shook himself mentally before kneeling in front of the man. The man's eyes following Jack's movements like a lion watching its prey.
"I couldn't let someone just sit on the side of the high way. It's dangerous here, you could get seriously hurt." Jack was truly concerned for the man, and it showed in his voice. The man gazed into Jack's ruby colored eyes before extending a shaky hand towards the teen. Jack took the hand and noticed how cold and clammy it was. It the man didn't have a fever it would be a true miracle. The man's hand wrapped around Jack's before he let out a deep body-shaking cough. Jack reached out to steady the man as he slowly tried to get to his feet. Jack aloud him to lean on him as Jack started to lead him towards his car.
"I am very thankful for this young man. But I do not wish to trouble you." Jack snorted loudly and shook his head. The man was walking very slowly as if he had not walked in years. Jack took his time; it wasn't as if someone would steal his car anyways. And if someone tried, he'd just buy a new one. The man coughed a few more times, Jack having to stop moving to help hold the man upright. Jack wondered if he had any cough drops in his glove box in his car.
"You're no trouble at all. The last few day's been pretty boring for me, so this will give me something to do. Plus like I said, I couldn't just leave you there." The man nodded at Jack's words before turning his gold eyes towards Jack's car. Jack had to briefly let go of the man to open the passenger side door, but the man had simply leaned against the hood of the car. Jack then helped him get seated in the car and marveled at how ragged his clothing under the blanket looked. Jack made a mental note to get the man fitted for new clothing before he left. "You're a mess, we'll get you cleaned up as soon as we're back at my place."
"That is not necessary. You have truly done enough already." Jack shook his head before walking around the car to climb into the drivers seat. He slipped his sunglasses back on his face before giving a bright smile to the man next to him. The man had watched as Jack climbed into the car, his eyes searching as if trying to find out if Jack was simply toying with him or actually caring for him. Jack squashed his thoughts though.
"Now enough of that. I might not be one of the goodie two-shoes, but I'm not going to let someone go back out into the world in rags and looking like death is breathing down their neck." Jack gave another blinding sweet smile towards the man before starting his car and turning down the radio. He then shifted gears and sped off back down the road. The man sitting next to him had closed his eyes and seemed to be deep in thought. Jack smiled softly to himself. He was sure that if Chase and Wuya got a look at him now, both would be dieing laughing at him. No evil genius ever saved some half dead hobo from the side of the road. It was something the Xiaolin Monks would do. Jack left the smile on his face as he continued down the road.
The leopard nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a small tug at the back of her mind. It meant that her master was attempting to contact her. She let her mind open up the mind link and sighed deeply as a wave of happiness and pride wafted through her from her master.
"Kabira, I believe I have found him." Her master's deep voice echoed in her head and she felt her sigh relax hearing it. All of her previous doubts about him left her in an instant.
"Master you're alright. I was so worried!" Her British accent was soaked with her relief and she felt her master's mirth at the tone of her voice. She worried over him as if he was one of her cubs, though she never had any cubs, and he actually was far older than her.
"I am fine my friend. I do not where I currently am but I assure you I am in very good hands." His voice was now dripping with a hidden darkness that made Kabira's skin crawl. She loved her master, but him being who he is scared her at times. She was even more shocked and nearly fell out of the tree she was laying in when her master sent her a mental picture of the human he was with. Even to her animal eyes, he was a very handsome young man. She knew that her master had found a mate. She just hoped he would last longer than the last one.
"Good hands indeed master. Do be careful and when you get to wherever you are going, contact me once more so I may follow after you." Kabira felt her master's nod before the link was severed. She sighed heavily, scaring a family of squirrels that were sitting above her. Laying down on her stomach on the tree branch her tail dangling down and swaying in the wind, she found herself falling into a soft sleep. She knew that her sleep was also due to the slight pull from her master. He was exhausted and it was so strong a feeling it was seeping through their link like water through a grate.
