Storm Sword: I own Xiaolin Showdown! See my paper!

Paper burns up.

Damn pyromaniacs.

"GUYS! GUYS! WAKE UP!" Dojo was shouting at the top of his voice. He seemed very worried and excited.

"What is it Dojo?" asked Clay. "You're actin' jumpier than a mouse at a cat show. Just calmly tell us what happened."

"Well, I was asleep. I felt something like a Shen Gong Wu, but different. Master Fung said I was sensing a new Dragon. The problem is that it was just for a minute or two. I don't know how to find this Dragon, but they are somewhere in Africa. Grab some Shen Gong Wu and let's go. Maybe I'll sense some more power flares."

In the Shen Gong Wu Vault.

"Where's Kimiko?" asked Omi

"Sleeping." said Raimundo. (This does not relate to the other story where he died.) "That would be my guess. Probably thinks that 'Guys' doesn't include her. I'll get her. Dibs on the Golden Tiger Claws."

"What is this strange word? Is it a magic that prevents others from obtaining an object?" asked Omi.
"Ooooookay. Yeah. Let's go with that." He grabbed the Claws and teleported to Kimiko's room. When he returned his face was bleeding

"Okay. I get it. You didn't have to punch me, Kimiko." She grabbed the Falcon's Eye.

"Hey! I wanted that." protested Omi.

"You snooze, you lose." Kimiko informed him.

"I was not snoozing. Are you implying that I was sleeping while you grabbed the Falcon's Eye? Need I remind you that you were the one sleeping!"

While he was ranting, Clay had grabbed the Serpent's Tail, which he wanted. Sighing, he grabbed the Jet Bootsu.

Flying on Dojo

"Good. I felt another power flare." said Dojo "I know that they're around here somewhere." He landed. "Within a mile of here." Everyone started looking. Kimiko looked past trees to try and find the Dragon. Rai went from place to place. Clay looked underground for signs that a camp had been set up, while Omi got a bird's eye view. They searched for hours. It finally got dark.

"We've been searching for hours. And has anyone noticed the absence of Jack Spicer?" inquired Rai. No one had figured that out, he gathered from the silence.

"Damnit!" Kimiko swore. "We've been idiots! They're the Dragon of Darkness. It's only logical that they would be evil!"

"Perhaps we should make camp." said Omi. "It is late and it is possible that the Dragon is good. I once heard of an occasion where it was Darkness was the only good Dragon."

"You know, I have a friend who lives near here." Kimiko told them. "Maybe he would let us stay at his place."

"Ah. Yes. I'm sure that you would enjoy a well lit place to sleep." said Omi. "Considering you retain a childish fear of the dark." Raimundo started to laugh uncontrollably. Kimiko's face turned red. Suddenly Raimundo's face turned pale. He turned to face the darkness, beyond what light was cast by a fire Dojo made.

"You can't fool me with that old trick, Rai."

"Uh, Kimiko, I don't think Rai's jokin'. I see something." Kimiko turned around at Clay's words. A shadowy figure was in the distance. It slowly advanced.. Everyone was scared. Suddenly, the figure stepped into the fire light. Everyone looked relieved to see that it was a boy of about sixteen. Raimundo and Kimiko suddenly realized that they had their arms wrapped around each other in their fear, and they quickly backed away.

"Excellent."

"What is it, Dojo." asked Clay.

"This kid. That's him! He is the Xiaolin Dragon of Darkness. Let's try to be friendly. If his power isn't entirely controlled, we could all be little piles of dust before you could blink."

"I assure you, dragon, that my powers are controlled. As for the absence of the one you call Jack Spicer, I am guessing that he was the fool that attempted to recruit me. He was with a ghost."

"Definitely Jack." said Kimiko. "So, do you want to come back to our temple? It's really cool and you can learn to master your powers."

"Sounds interesting, Kimiko." said the boy.

"H-How do you know my name?" asked Kimiko. "I don't think I- No, wait, I remember you. That boy who always trained, taught himself everything you would need to know to get a Bachelor's Degree, and suddenly disappeared. That's who you are. Not the nice boy I met when I was a little girl, before you let training dominate your life."

"Do you want to be incinerated?" Dojo whispered. Kimiko did not give any sign that she was listening. Raimundo and Clay could tell that she was not actually mad. There was no fire behind her voice. It was how she usually acted around Raimundo. That might explain his angry scowl. (You figure out what I'm saying. I'm not quite sure why he could be angry, but I'm thinking. Ha. Thinking. That's a first.)

It was two days later. The boy had felt like an outcast, unwilling to give them his name. He would not even tell Kimiko, although he seemed to know her. They apparently friends years ago. Kimiko had been stopped when she was about to tell them one of his many names. Tonight he was outside, looking at the stars. Anger boiled inside him as he gazed skyward, grass and flowers simply ceasing to be in a dark flame.

A voice startled him. "Sousuke." His name was spoken. Not his true name, but the name that his foster parents had used. Kimiko was behind him. "What brings you out here?" she asked.

"Nothing. Just looking at the stars. And the memories they bring." He had never told anyone about his past.

"What kind of memories." asked Kimiko

"Memories of a tragic past. Memories I wish I could forget, and yet I want to hold on to them forever." He seemed to be talking to himself rather than Kimiko. "I remember the night well. The night that…." He stopped. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Please. Tell me. I won't tell the others. I promise."

"Yes. When I was young my parents were killed. Though they went on some illegitimate ventures, they were honorable. They were shot when I was three years old. Shot in the back by a coward!" He seemed to be angering. He was surrounded by a wall of dark flames. His powers apparently reflected his emotions. Just as suddenly as the wall rose, it disappeared. "I remember their final moments. Telling me to stay alive. I was young and they were worried that grief and anger would cause me to do something stupid. I was going to avenge my parents' murder, but the killer was sentenced to death. He was a police officer, but was sentenced for acting unnecessarily. However, he had hired many criminals and they helped him escape, and tie up every loose end. Everyone who knew what happened, except me, is dead. You know the rest. I was adopted and I trained, before leaving only a short time after you. I was here because the killer had paid people to make it sound like he was a hero. He then became a high ranking business person. I was in Africa to investigate poaching attributed to him."

"I see. It must have been hard to watch your parents die." said Kimiko sympathetically.

"It was." said Sousuke. "You can't possibly imagine the feeling of helplessness. It was horrible." There was a single tear in his eye. Sousuke barely showed any emotion, so if there was a single tear in his eye it meant that he was incredibly sad.

Kimiko put one arm around his shoulder. Sousuke looked at her. He enjoyed her company a lot. From the look on her face it seemed that she liked him too. Their faces were inches apart. They slowly wrapped their arms around each other and then completely ignored the rule of dramatic suspense being built up only to be knocked down by interruption, kissed each other for about ten seconds.

Then, the interruption, fashionably late, came. It was simply a blur of movement, and then a shadowy figure running off. Whoever it was had seen them, and odds are would tell everyone. They quickly returned to their rooms.

Well that was chapter one. Pretty long compared to my usual chapters. I will try to make future chapters longer. Reviewers can vote on who the shadowy figure was. Don't know what I was talking about with all that stuff at the end. The next Dragon will be introduced next chapter.