Summary: Jack Spicer unleashes a powerful Heylin entity into the world. A being so powerful even Hannibal is afraid of it. So what happens when that being takes on the form of a young woman?

The sound of glass breaking surrounds the boy like fog. The boy had stark white skin and a contrasting black trench coat. His hair was unprofessionally dyed a bright candy red and a sharp line of eye liner was on his left eye, looking like a black scar down his face.

This boy's name was Jack Spicer.

He had just broken a glass box that his mom bought a few days ago, and it costed trillions.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MOM'S GOING TO KILL ME!" Jack yelled out. This box seemed somewhat precious to his mother, the tiny pure black diamond that stayed in the middle of the glass box was always a mystery to everybody. No one knew where it came from or how it got there, but it was beautiful and expensive and it caught her mother's eye. And she polished the box every day and night, cradling it like a newborn child.

Now it was broken.

The box was now broken into a thousand pieces. The black diamond disappearing into the air like smoke on a windy day.

Unbeknownst to him, it contained a powerful spirit that had the potential to destroy the universe.

A scream ripped through the air. It came from a large pool-like bath tub in a citadel in the distance. From a tan woman inside it, she had large red hair and jade spiral-like eyes. She suddenly sat up a few minutes ago and caused the scream, as if someone is ripping her soul out while skinning her alive. Then as fast as the feeling came, it stopped. Slumping forward then coughing loudly, somewhat choking on her breath. She shuddered afterwards, suddenly feeling cold and numb even though the water in the tub was boiling.

Meanwhile, a certain overlord felt the feeling too. Exactly the same as the previous "victim", however he tried to contain his screams; only letting out a groan as the wave of searing pain passed through his body like an uncontainable force. His body sat up straight, as if someone was choking his neck by a hand. He slouched backwards when it finally stopped. Wiping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. Gasping for breath just like the woman from before. A sudden headache clutched his mind afterwards; however it was small and meaningless.

Around this time, a certain bean felt the same feeling as the two previously mentioned. He only shuddered however, at the feeling as he was better at containing his pain and distress than the other two. He sighed heavily once the feeling left. He remembered the feeling before, the last he'd had that feeling was quite a few centuries ago; when his powers disappeared for a week, which was more than enough for Chase Young to seal him away.

The elder monks of the Xiaolin Temple felt the chill as well. However, it was not a strong reaction like the others. They felt the shift in the air and each looked up looking startled, some even looked scared.

"We must begin training the Xiaolin Dragons at once." One monk said. He had a long white beard and blue robes; he had no hair on his head and was looking amongst the others, they all agreed that this was the best course of action.

This power was stronger than anything in this world, if anyone were to challenge it once the spirit has finished forming a body; the person will regret it in a matter of seconds. This entity is even stronger than Chase Young, Hannibal Roy Bean, Wuya and Dashi, their powers combined wouldn't even compare.

The spirit will soar to the skies; looking for a suitable place to regenerate, the people in China would be too oblivious about the force and it will only be too late once they do find out. It would've formed a body by then; destroying the world would be child's play. Not to mention, conquering it. If anyone were to join their side, it was to either show pride or cowardice.

This is no longer fun and games.

As this was all happening, the spirit soared to the heavens; watching everything and anything that happens everywhere and anywhere. Like a past ruler that craved vengeance.

Then it stopped.

And waited.