February 8 update: Welcome to this fan fiction. I suppose I should have written this before, but I thought that having a mysterious scene would pique interest among the fan fiction community. With the generous amount of reviews I have received, evidence now points that I shouldn't do that again.
Verily, I now give you this tidbit to help fill in the gaps.
Cheers!
~Zoey Overbeck
From the beginning, there was no evil nor good in the world; for countless eons, both the Xiaolin and the Heylin forces lived alongside one another. Martial arts of all forms were shared by the two groups and peace was plentiful. The Earth's inhabitants shared bountiful harvests, and little strife was encountered.
The universe was in order, and both Yin and Yang were equally balanced with one another.
However, a schism started by the ever malevolent Hannibal Roy Bean with the intent to effectively rent both sides forever by diving them into two distinct groups. The Heylin were banished and in their exile, were sent to live in the most desolate places imaginable. For many years, the two groups fought, many leaders of both sides rising and falling, leading their men into battle with losses numbering in the hundred thousands.
The Xiaolin were led by great leaders- Master Monk Guan, Chase Young, and Grand Master Dashi.
On the opposing side were Wuya and Hannibal, masters of the art of deception and Heylin magic.
Chase Young was later tricked by the very same Hannibal Bean and inadvertently sold his soul in exchange for the Lao Mang Long soup, which granted him access to untold powers, as well as immortality. Alas, this came at a price- he sacrificed his humanity and his soul was forever corrupted. His usage of the soup led to dependance, where he would need to constantly drink the soup or be trapped in his bestial form- a terrible reptilian being capable of remarkable swiftness and utter destruction.
With the balance further tipped, the Xiaolin were fighting a losing battle. Many of their forces were decimated under relentless attacks. Chase Young and his army of fallen-warriors-turned-jungle-cats had overpowered several of the Xiaolin fronts within the past months.
The world slowly burned to ashes as both forces fought for control. Lava flows in riverbanks, and the sky is covered by a perpetual cloud of smoke. Embittered by losses, the Heylin constantly rallies its forces, leaving tell-tale trails of their handiwork.
Years ago, the spacial deities that balanced the world heard the pleas of the people and sent their strength to all four directions of the Earth in the form of innocent children gifted with special powers- powers of water, earth, air, and fire.
The Heylin sought to capture or eradicate all four of these children, but they were cleverly hidden until the time came for them to awaken when the world would truly be at its tipping point.
One by one, they emerged from the hidden confines on Earth, disappearing from their daily lives and reappearing where their elements were weakest years later. Trials of gradually increasing difficulties were placed in their path, giving all four an opportunity to strengthen their prowess.
If they succeed and pass the trials set ahead of them, then the world would finally be brought back to balance when they finally fulfill their destinies at the Xiaolin Valley.
If they fail, however, then 1,500 years of darkness and Heylin rule would not only completely envelop the world, but throw the entire universe into complete chaos and disarray.
Over the past few years, three of the four dragons were located in their general areas and their whereabouts protected by the Xiaolin from the Heylin's knowledge. Many attempts to retrieve them have failed due to the search party's noticeable size and the Heylin spies' tab on the Xiaolin Valley. Only a small traveling band of ragged children appearing to flee from the destruction would be given hardly a second thought. With regret, the Xiaolin monks were forced to leave the four to their devices and let them hide and fend for their lives on their own.
Today, however, the fourth awakens to unite them in a bond stronger than even the mightiest of alliances forged by the Heylin.
This story was partially inspired by the Alcatraz TV series premiere episode, which kept on replaying on the plane I flew to go home a few weeks ago (Alcatraz prisoners disappearing mysteriously in the 1950's- or something like that- and waking up in the present without having aged at all). My armrest remove didn't work, so I was left watching it for a good 3-4 times.
There might be a few pairings in this story, but mainly RaiKim, or something like that. The Chaimiko story was a one-time thing. Maybe. Perhaps I'll experiment with more crack pairings.