You just gotta love Netflicks. It makes it so easy to rekindle obsessions with cartoons you used to watch growing up. Anyways.

This here is the first JCA fanfiction I've done/am doing. Most of this chapter and the chapters to come are written from between 11:30 pm and 1:45 am, which is, unfortunately for my sleep schedule, the time when my mind is most alert. So hopefully everything won't be so bad.

Rated T for expected disturbing or horrorish scene. I don't know, I'm sorta making this story up as I go because I am a genius. There is no coarse language and nothing explicit- the rating will go down if it does anything. This was originally a horror story, though, so rating is just in case.

I own nothing besides Netflicks, spell check, an overactive imagination, and a sense of humor akin to the monkey king's. I am merely doing this for my own and hopefully other's entertainment.

Demon Hunt

Chapter 1

"Those Darn Mass Hallucinations"

After every situation that involved magic threatening the world, the media was always the first to come up with excuses.

A young woman wearing a business suit appeared on the screen of the television, making sure that her audience understood that she was reporting live from San Francisco. This was where people had been evacuated under the threat of meteors, yes, but it was also where a mass hallucination took place, as many reports came in of people seeing a large, leather-wearing demon flying around. These reports were not taken seriously by authorities (the reporter, obviously, knew nothing of Section 13), and evacuation went off without a hitch. But, strangely enough, this wasn't the first mass hallucination to hit this city. In fact, San Francisco was getting rather infamous for it, with reports of demons, talking puppets and magical animals becoming more and more common. Not to mention, the day when the mysterious shadow originating from that very city started to spread across the Earth. But, authorities claimed that the public had nothing to fear. It was just meteors, and then they cut to a group of scientists who started to explain how burning rocks in the atmosphere might create the red sky they had all seen.

After watching the entire report, Daolong Wong sneered.

The dark chi wizard sat in an old roadside dinner, the television hanging in a corner. There was nothing significant about the dinner, if just happened to be a convenient place for him to stop. It was directly across from a rundown motel where he would be resting for the night. He had seen his room, it was fairly disgusting. He actually didn't mind that much. The only thing that really frustrated him about the journey (aside from the necessity of the journey itself) was that it was taking so long to reach his destination.

That was mostly his own fault. In the past, he had always used magic to get whatever he needed. Because of this, he had forgotten the value of money, and had never stockpiled it. He had never even considered the possibility that he would lose his magic, and now he hadn't had the funds to pay for a plane trip or most other ways of travel. Instead he was stuck taking the bus.

Daolong Wong glowered into his untouched cup of coffee. He hated his current position. Ever since the old man had taken his magic, Wong had been moving from place to place, searching for a way to restore it. And so far, everything had been a dead end. The worst event had been the déjà vu stone- it had literally set him years back. He had had to wait for the past to catch up to the present (he hadn't wanted to risk making a paradox by meeting himself, he didn't know what the effect would be and hadn't wanted to find out) before he could really start moving, and now that he was, he was having no luck at all. It seemed as if nothing could be done to restore his magic.

But he hadn't given up. He was currently in Nevada, traveling south, towards Mexico and a temple where a powerful object was said to reside. Hopefully that will give him enough power….

"Your bill, sir."

Wong blinked, staring at the teenage boy who had just placed a paper in front of him. "What?"

The boy pointed with his thumb at the clock behind him. "It's closing time, sir. You've got to go."

The dark chi wizard scowled, before he put the money on the table. He then left, muttering something that, if he still had his powers, would have melted the doors.

The young man took the money, staring at where the customer had just been. An old man with face paint, unkempt fingernails and different colored eyes. The boy found it sad that that wasn't the weirdest customer he had ever seen out here.

Daolong Wong was still muttering while crossing the street, when the wind brushed against him. He stopped where he was. He stared off into the distance, absorbing every detail.

The wind that night was cold and dry, but the breeze he had felt a second ago was warm and moist, almost as if someone had breathed on him. To any other, this might have been just a strange occurrence, but any chi wizard knew better. Something was trying to contact him.

A second later found Daolong Wong walking as quickly as he could into the desert. He walked farther and farther away from the buildings, guided by signs only a chi wizard could read. And he kept walking until the moon was high in the sky and he was exhausted, but that didn't matter, because he was finally here.

To the untrained eye, the area just seemed like a normal depression in the ground. A more observant person might notice that the small area was warmer than anything else around, or how if you listened hard enough, it sounded as if someone was breathing. They might even notice how none of the desert plants would grow here, or how all the desert animals avoided the area. But only a wizard as skilled as Daolong Wong could feel the dark magic seeping from the ground.

"You've brought me here?" The dark chi wizard asked. He looked around for more signs. He didn't know what he was dealing with. At first he thought it was a spirit trying to contact him, but this place made him not so sure. Whatever it was, he wouldn't pass the chance to hear what it had to say. It could be a new evil rising, and if it was, he certainly didn't want to ignore it. Especially if it had the ability to give him back his magic. "What is it you wish to tell me?"

As if on cue, the dark magic grew stronger. Wong took a step back, the entity residing here was powerful. Powerful enough to destroy him if it wanted, especially in his current state.

Dark Chi Wizard…

The voice was barely louder than a whisper. Daolong Wong blinked in surprise, now he was sure this wasn't a spirit. "What is it?"

What I Want, My Wish…

Ah, so this mysterious entity wanted him to do something for it. Wong listened intently. He might not need to travel to Mexico after all. "Yes?"

I Wish I Didn't Wish To Sleep.

…And then he was stumped. Wong couldn't hide the confusion from his face. "I… beg your pardon?"

I Rest. The entity explained. And I Want To Rest. But I Wish I Didn't. The Earth Above Is Out Of Balance, A Void Where Evil Once Stood. It Has Been For Some Time Now. Evil Keeps Being Defeated, Making A Stronger And Stronger Void. Shendu And His Son Have Been Taken From The Earth Just Recently, And I Wish To Take Advantage Of That.

Daolong Wong nodded. "So you wish for me to revive you? That would be simple enough, if I had my magic."

And You Will Get Your Magic. Daolong Wong smiled at this, before the entity continued and his grin disappeared. But My Revival Will Not Be Simple. The Void Is Not Large Enough For Me Just Yet. It Has Been Enough To Awaken My Subconscious, And It Is That That You Currently Speak To.

Daolong Wong tried his best to not look at the ground in shock, but failed. He was speaking to… the entity's subconscious? Just how powerful was this thing? Just the fact that it was too large to replace the two demon dragons as a stronger evil was daunting enough, but this….

It was then that Daolong Wong realized that if this thing, whatever it was, were to ever fully awake, the world would have no chance to survive.

What I Wish You To Do Is To Expand The Void. I Want You To Follow My Plan, And Then The Earth Above Will Appear Too Appealing For Me To Wish To Sleep. And Then, I Shall Arise.