Sights unseen.
Drago has no joy in remaining in the demon netherworld. TsoLan has a plan, his own revenge in place. All it takes is a box and enough chi. Each demon will be in, along with the Chan family. It's rated M, possibly for swearing, violence and sexual things.
I don't own Jackie Chan Adventures, just part of this idea that my friend and I did during rps.
Everything was silent.
As silent as it had been for the past several centuries. A normal, human being would have gone insane, just from five minutes. No humans lived in this netherworld. Only the eight demons that had been cursed by the Immortals. Actually, there was only seven. The fault could be blamed on their disgusting, horrid traitor of a brother. Oh, once they got their hands on Shendu.. He would pay.
TsoLan, the demon of the moon preferred to spend his time in silence. Plans could only be made when one could have the peace of mind. This plan had been set into motion, just as Shendu had tricked them, betrayed them. The demon sat upon one of the floating stones, his eyes closed as he silently mediated. "Hmm.." The simple sound was what he spoke, ears pricking up. "What is it, Sister Bai?"
Bai-Tsa, the demoness of the water. A kind of mermaid as well. The Ocean and Moon placed so well together, it was only right that they were the two siblings to get along. She flew close, her long tail twitching absently in the air. "What are you doing?" Surely, he had been in that position for what seemed like ages. No doubt, it had been that long. TsoLan finally opened his eyes, turning his head slightly to stare at his sister. "I am meditating, my dear sister. What else."
Really, it had been a stupid question. The female demon snorted quietly. "Again? One can only do that for so long. You should join us in a game." A game? What kind of games could they play, other then beating on the smaller of the demon breathen. Namely, it would be HsiWu.
"I think not, sister."
BaiTsa opened her mouth, her tentacles twitching around her face as she prepared to speak. A noise caught their attention. It sounded as though someone was bickering. A large fight, but it did not sound like anything they normally heard. TsoLan raised himself up from the rock, both sets of hands pressing together. Something inside was sending off a bad feeling. "Come." He motioned for his sister to follow.
She leapt off the rock, swimming/flying after her brother towards the source of the noise. What greeted their eyes was surely a surprise. Floating right in the middle of the long, empty netherworld was their young brother and to a great surprise, his son. Their young, half-breed nephew.
Drago appeared to be in a mixed demon form. The chi of his Aunts and Uncles, all mixed together in his body. Both father and son appeared to be in quite an argument, Drago's large arms wrapped around Shendu's head as he held in a headlock. Shendu growled his anger. "Insolent child!" He freed himself, throwing his son across the area. "You have ruined everything!" He screamed his outrage. Drago managed to get himself up right, the tentacles swishing around his face.
"You're the one who trapped us here! If you had just let me have the world!" He snapped, using both hands to pick up a large, floating boulder. "I had it right in my grasp, you dumb dragon son of a bitch!" He growled. Just as he was about to throw the boulder, a sudden chuckling caught both their attentions. Slowly, both Shendu and Drago turned to see. BaiTsa and TsoLan floated a good distance away, careful not to be involved with the fight.
TsoLan floated forward, a quiet chuckling still escaping his lips. His tongue flicked slightly, before the demon spoke. "Ah.. It seems our brother has returned. Along, with our half-human nephew." As he spoke, Shendu looked to be growing quite nervous. He licked his lips, forcing himself to put a smile on his face.
All of this had to be done gently.. His siblings would surely wail on him, resulting in a few dozen bruises and scrapes. "Why, hello.. Dear brother TsoLan and Sister BaiTsa.." Suddenly, his calm words twisted to a startled yelp as BaiTsa's tail slammed right into his chest. Drago watched, growing slightly amused by how his father went flying off to the side. Shendu crashed right into one of the boulders, sticking there for a moment, before he slid off.
"Now, now BaiTsa.. Control your temper." Always the level headed one, TsoLan calmed his sister's fury. Slowly, the Moon demon flew his way towards their large nephew. Drago floated back, eying the two elder demons carefully. Slowly, TsoLan circled his nephew, eyes taking in the sight. "It seems you've had a makeover, dear Nephew. Quite a new look." He chuckled.
BaiTsa laughed, her tail swishing as she floated right around Drago's head. "Hmm.. He's beginning to look more and more like Shendu. Such a pity." Drago growled in his throat, making a move to swipe at her with his claws.
The younger demon looked annoyed, lowering his claw as BaiTsa flew out of his reach. "Get away from me and pester someone else!" He commanded. His roar did not frighten his Uncle, for TsoLan simply stared. "I suggest you get use to us, Nephew. We're going to be together for..." He paused, as if thinking. "How does an eternity work for you, Drago?"
Drago growled once more, leaping. He perched himself on one of the boulders, shoulders hunched. "I am NOT staying in this.." He turned his head, lips curling with a hiss of disgust. "Hell."
To that, TsoLan gave a slight laugh. "No one ever leaves, Nephew. Not without the portal doors being opened and that.. is no longer possible." His hands pressed together, his face twisting with what appeared as thought. "Do not start sounding like your father, a cliche."
"Urg.." Shendu had worked his mind back into order, floating up from where he had fallen. The large dragon growled, addressing his elder brother. "I am not a cliche! Uh!" Slowly, BaiTsa's tail wrapped around his neck. She came closer to her sibling, her tail squeezing just a little. "Have your silence, Shendu. The others will be quite.. happy to learn of your return." She hissed. Panic flashed across the dragon's red eyes.
If Shendu feared one thing, it was the rage of his betrayed siblings. They wouldn't be to forgiving, he was sure.
TsoLan watched for a moment, having a quiet laugh to himself at the expense of his soon to be beaten brother. His eyes shifted, taking a glance at his nephew. Drago kept his back to them. "Such a child.. Lost potential, Shendu. Such a pity."
The dragon grunted, a bit of smoke trailing from his nostrils. "Do not remind me.." He managed to slip free of his sister's tail. "Having mating with humans.. My mistake." Really, his son was one of those disappointments, a creation that shouldn't have lived to see the day.
BaiTsa was silent, her eyes closed as if in thought. She opened them, turning her attention towards TsoLan. "Brother. What is to say we won't get out of here.. Perhaps in the near future?" She dared to ask. She didn't flinch at the questioning raise of his eyebrow. "You never know. Someone.. Possibly crazy or depressed.. may find our portals. We do not know for certain. However." Her voice took a dark, annoyed growl. "We'll have to wait for that, AGAIN."
Shendu noticed the growl was directed at him, for which he had to swallow in a nervous way. "Why are you.. looking at me, dear sister?"
"Because." TsoLan spoke. "You are in flesh now, brother. While we wait, we might as well.. enjoy our torture, dear Shendu." He looked to his sister. "Inform the others of him.. arrival. I will speak to our nephew. Get him settled here." Normally, BaiTsa would scoff at being ordered around, but she simply nodded at the moment.
Drago's shoulders hunched further. "I can hear you all fine.. from here!" He snapped, voice filling with annoyance. What, did they think he was a child or something? No! He had powers, all of them... He kept his head down, growling his anger over his own stupid act. He had been so close... So, goddamn close!
He felt his uncle come to rest at his side, but he did not lift his head. TsoLan cleared his throat. "Really.. You will learn to enjoy yourself here, nephew." He heard Drago's growl, though he was not afraid of that. "Or, perhaps you already miss things of the human world. A female." The teen demon tensed slightly. "Hmm. Once, I had a person myself." The Moon demon continued. "Sadly, it had to be the one who cursed me to this very place."
Drago's head snapped up right, eyes wide with what appeared to be confusion and shock. "No.. What." He questioned. Yes, he'd heard stories of the eight Immortals. Those who had banished his uncles and aunts to the Netherworld. Of course, he'd once seen sketches of them in ancient scrolls. The Immortal to curse was a woman called He-Xiangu. Beautiful, with pale skin, dark eyes and long, black locks.
Well.. Drago could see if his uncle had fallen in love with her beauty at least. But, how...
"Wait." He held up a claw, thoughts twisting a little. "How the hell could you and her.. ya know." He felt a bit awkward, asking his uncle this. "You're a demon."
Ah, children. They did not know as much as they thought they did. TsoLan chuckled, quietly. "In human appearance, she had no idea who I was. It was only when my siblings began to get out of control.. did she discover me. Naturally, she was forced to agree with the other Immortals and take care of us." His tone seemed to take on a sadder, softer tone. He shook his head faintly. "Times have gone, dear Nephew. If you would be so kind to listen.. I have an idea."
Drago was silent. Really.. What did he have to lose? Trapped here for forever with his father? Really, he'd listen to whatever seemed like it would work. He sighed faintly. "I'm listening." Really, he'd lose his fucking mind if he had to stay there.
"Good.. There is a way for us to leave, one simple way.. Though." TsoLan seemed to hesitate, before he spoke. "It will need time to prepare and it will cost.. your chi." He took a glance over his nephew's new appearance, the chi that had mixed together. Drago looked surprised, then annoyed as he shook his head. "No way!" He growled. "I've earned this. All of this!"
"And what use is it to you, while you remain trapped here?"
"..." Drago opened his mouth, then silently closed it. The Moon demon had a point.. Goddamnit. His shoulders slumped, as if in defeat. ".. Explain." He muttered. From his robe, TsoLan revealed a small box, the color of dark blue and decorated with ancient chinese words. Only a skilled speaker could read such things.
"Almost like the Panku box." He turned it over, showing each side of it. "I have spent the long years toying with it. What magic I have has been used to turn this into universal key." At Drago's questioning stare, he continued. "It will open one door, instead of several others. Though.. I do not have enough of the energy to make it work. Nor do I quite trust my other siblings to help. With the chi you possess.. All of them combined together will open the portal and set us free."
Something didn't settle right with the teen demon. Getting out of here sounded good, the chance to actually pass his father and rule the world.. Possibly a chance for.. He shook his head, turning it to glare right at his uncle. "You want something. Nothing comes free." That he had learned at a young age. Better to be one his toes.. claws.
TsoLan simply smiled, or at least it seemed like he was. "I want to live this cursed Netherworld and regain my own kingdom." It was half of the truth, where he would say the rest much later. He held the box in one hand, reaching out his other hand. "Do we have a deal, nephew?"
Drago grit his teeth for a moment. God... What choice did he have. He wanted out of here, already! "... Deal."
Okay, first chapter done.