Hello all my old, and hopefully some new, fans! I've had this story idea for almost a year now! And I was actually going to post-pone writing it EVEN longer! Crazy I know. But I got tired of waiting and here it is! The plot may seem a little cliché at times, but please don't stop reading. I promise it will be good. I'm sure you've heard that a lot…but…well, just trust me, okay? All right everyone hates long author's notes, so on to the fic:
The Fantasies of a Disturbed Mind:
"Shen gong wu alert!" Dojo screamed one morning. It was quite early and the monks lazily stumbled out of bed and struggled to get their clothes on quickly.
"What wu is it?" Omi yawned.
"It's called the…the…" Dojo stuttered, "that's funny…The scroll isn't working right. I can't get a clear picture."
The monks leaned towards the scroll hoping for a closer look.
"It looks like some sort of rock." Kimiko noted. The picture on the scroll kept showing a stone like object, then flickering to a blank image.
"You woke us up this early to go find a rock?" Rai asked angrily. "Look," he exclaimed. Rai walked over to a small rock garden and grabbed a random stone. "I found your wu!"
"I don't think it's that Raimundo." Clay stated.
"No time to talk children!" Dojo snapped. "I think I know what wu this is, and we can't let it fall into the wrong hands!" he said as he grew to his full size. "Now hop aboard!"
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On the other side of China, Chase Young sat; meditating. His eyes were closed in concentration and he wasn't moving a muscle. When suddenly he opened one cat-like eye, and slowly lifted the other.
"Interesting," he said aloud to himself and got up from the floor. "I didn't think this wu would be reveled for quite some time…" He said in a thoughtful manner. "Oh well, " he chuckled, "it'll only make my job easier." And with that he disappeared in a blinding white light, off to get the wu.
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"Dojo!" Kimiko screamed.
"What?" The dragon replied.
"Stop switching directions so much! You're making me feel sick!"
"Yeah, me too!" Rai responded, then grabbed Clay's hat just in case.
"I'm sorry," Dojo responded. "I remember burying this wu somewhere in Africa. But my senses are pointing me towards Italy." He told them. "I don't know where to go!"
"Trust your sense Dojo," Omi said, "Go to Italy!"
-Some where in Venice Italy-
"Father," A young girl called.
"Yes Linda?" A much older man sitting in a wheelchair asked.
"Father, my name is not Linda." The girl corrected. "My name is Erica, remember?" she asked. Her voice was soft and timid. She wore a long black skirt, and a black blouse. She had thick, curly black hair that was cut very short. She was short in height, and average in weight, but because she was in a completely black attire, and was wearing boots, she looked tall and slimming. And behind her thick black-rimmed glasses, were her big brown eyes.
Her over-all appearance was drab and boring. Nothing but black on her pale skin. But there was something that stood out. The one thing that wasn't boring. Around her neck was a small gold chain. But the chain wasn't what was interesting. At the end of the necklace was a beautiful, pale-blue gemstone. To most people it looked like a sapphire, or a blue diamond. But to the trained eye it was much, much more…
"Oh yes Erica!" The old man said excited. "And you're my…you're my wife, right?"
"No, daddy." Erica said. She was very patient with the man. "I am your daughter."
"Oh…" The man replied. He was getting very old, and was quite senile. He couldn't barley remember a thing. "And…and you're my wife, right?" He asked once more.
"Your wife died a very long time ago." Erica reminded him. A small frown spreading across her lips at the memory. "Would you like some lunch?" She changed the subject.
"Yes, yes I would." He responded. "Hey, do you know where my daughter is?" He asked.
"I am standing right here, father." She had to explain once more and she strolled through the kitchen trying to make him a sandwich.
"Where?" The old man asked. Erica sighed loudly.
"I think I am going to take a walk later today." She told him, ignoring the question. "Please do not get in to any trouble while I am gone."
"Okay Linda." The man replied. Erica sighed once more.
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"Welcome to beautiful Venice, Italy!" Dojo announced after landing.
"It is beautiful!" Kimiko gushed, admiring a small gondola.
"No time to admire!" Omi snapped. "We need to find this wu!" he held up the scroll.
"It's this way!" Dojo pointed north.
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"They'll lead me right to it." Chase snickered from his hiding place. He had been following the monks the entire time.
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As Erica walked through her small home town, enjoying the scenery, she couldn't help but to keep looking at the sun. Squinting at it and worrying. A pale girl like her spent all her time indoors, helping her sick father. She rarely went outside, and for a good reason too…
She made her was to a small park. She was crossing over a stream when a small, yellow-skinned, bald boy pointed at her.
"There it is!" Omi yelled.
Erica was instantly frightened. She uttered a small scream then ran for it. She wasn't fast and the monks were about to catch up. But someone else got there first…
While looking back, Erica ran straight into the arms of none-other-than Chase Young.
"Release me please!" She begged as he tightened his grip.
"You have something I want." Chase responded coolly.
"What?" She said confused. Her gaze slowly shifted down to her necklace, which was now glowing. "No! You can not have it!" She struggled harder to get free.
"Stop!" The monks shouted running towards the villain and girl. But right before they reached her there was another white flash. The light cleared and Chase was gone. And the girl was no where to be seen…
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Sorry about all the time changing. This is the ONLY confusing chapter, promise. I've got ya hooked with that cliffy, right? (smiles) Good. And know what you're all thinking about Erica! But I swear she isn't gonna be another Mary-sue! Now review please!