[A/N: Hello! I'm writing my first Chack fic because I've really taken to the pair lately, and I feel that I should show it by contributing to their love-affair with a story about them all of my own creation :) it's been coming to me, chapter by chapter the past four days. I exaggerate not: this morning I woke up playing out the beginning of chapter 4 in my head, and Chapter 3 started to add to itself tonight after dinner. It's awesome :3 I love my crazy-random brain! Lol anyway, before you can ask, yes there are guest appearances from some of our beloved members of a certain idolized sector V of Codename: Kids Next Door, as I tend to cross-tie their lives together quite often since they're my two top favorite shows. Please don't be discouraged by a little cross-toon pairing(s) in the beginning, there will be eventual Chack, but there is another pairing that will reveal itself soon enough. Will it be cross-toon? O.o maybe, maybe not; I'll let you know when I want you to know ;) Oh yeah, and throughout the story there will be pairings all over the place! Ok: On to the disclaimer!]

Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown, I don't own Codename: Kids Next door, and I don't own any of the cool songs mentioned in ANY chapter of this story either; except one actually is my textone. ...But I do own this plot line, so if you are considering ripping it off, or any of my original ideas for the setting, consider the brain you're messing with beforehand. Think about it: if my brain can come up with this expectantly 4/5 chapter story in only 3days, type it in two (balancing daily life and letting its creative side loose on my laptop by night) imagine what creative ways I can come up with to get back at anyone who steals my plot idea without even touching them or knowing their name? C: *hehehe* I doubt you want to find out C3

Chapter1: Japan and Fanboys.

"Uh, h-hi Chase, I-"

"What do you want Spicer?" Chase interrupted in an Annoyed tone

"Well, if you hadn't interrupted me I could have told you that I was wondering if you wanted to come hang out with me and some friends of mine."

"And why, pray tell, would I want to do that?"

"Because one of my friends says she wants to meet you." Jack said with hope lining his otherwise beaten-down voice.

"What on Earth makes you think I would care that one of your annoying little friends wishes to be graced with my presence?"

"Alright, Alright, I'll go." Jack said as he held his hands up and turned away to leave, he then said in a quieter tone "Ya know, you'd think a guy would me more polite when offered a chance to meet the one and only Kuki Sanban; but no- "

"Did you just say, Kuki Sanban?" Chase asked as he appeared in Jack's path, this of course earning a startled, trademark

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH" from the only person throught the Land of Nowhere, not to mention the world, capable of producing such a pitch. "Don't do that!" Jack stated with his fists shooting down angrily past his hips as his arms straightened out.

"I'll refrain," Chase, for the first time noticing one of Jack's requests, replied rather than just disregarding it as he often had to the ones prior "provided you take me with you to meet this friend of yours."

"Wha" Jack shook his firey red-haired head in disbelief "Seriously, you'll come with me?" he asked in his usual fanboy-like tone.

"I'll need some time to gather my things if it's going to be an extended trip-" but, before he could finish, Jack was already hugging him excitedly and talking about;

"Oh Chase, she is gonna be so happy! I promise you won't regret it!"

"Ugh," Chase said disgustedly pushing Jack away "You're already making me want to reconsider coming along. How long is this trip going to be anyway?"

"Uh... about two weeks or so." Jack said after a moment of searching his happy-wridden brain.

"What?" Chase retorted, surprised at how exceeding long his journey of personal search was going to take.

"Oh please Chase," Jack pleaded on his knees in front of him with his hands clasped together "please come?" He finished with a quivered bottom lig and big, scarlet red, puppy-dog eyes.

"Ugh" Chase grunted with a feeling he may regret his next few words "fine; I'll come with you. Just tell me where we're going and when we are leaving." Jack, now smiling from ear to ear nearly swooning with happiness, eagerly replied

"Sweet! Ok, she lives in Tokyo, Japan; and you can just meet me at my house whenever you're ready."

"Alright, I'll go get packed."

"Awesome!" his expression now changing from overjoyed to somewhat of a sleuth as he approached Chase's side, wrapped one arm around Chase's shoulders, and laid one finger pointingly on the Dragonlord's chest "You know, I never would have figured you for the fanboy type." to which Chase responded,

"I'm not." angrily in a low tone "I just happen to be firmiliar with her name is all; now if you'll excuse me" were his last words before walking back into his palace to pack for the impending journey; leaving Jack flabbergasted.

"Okay, later Chase!" Jack called to the closed stone door in front of him, before quietly pondering to himself "I wonder how he recognizes her name if he's not a fan..." as he walked away.

Back in Chase's lair, while he was heading out of the citadel in the direction of his bedroom, WuYa had heard his conversation with Jack from the shadows she was hiding in. She had decided to slip into Chase's lair behind him while after Jack turned to walk away, to investigate what was so 'firmiliar' about that girl they had spoken of.

"Well well well, Chase Young going on a trip with that annoying little pest Jack Spicer, I never thought I'd see the day." said the redheaded woman as she gracefully slipped past two of Chase's warrior cats, approaching Chase "Surely you must have something up your sleeve" she continued with an evil investigative grin.

"WuYa, and to what to I owe this displeasure?"

"Oh, I get it; you're ready to kick me out the door as soon as you see me, but you're willing to ride with Jack all the way to Japan to see that other girl. You must really like her..."

"I don't have to explain myself to you, now if you will so kindly leave" he said as he snapped his fingers, summoning a few more of his fallen warriors "I won't have to see you escorted out." He finished forming a twisted grin across his face.

"Fine." WuYa grumbled, the irritation in her voice only pleasing the twisted grin on Chase's face more and more with each word's utterance it could be detected in. She angrily made her way from the middle of citadel, out the front door of Chase's palace, as he watched to make sure his hag problem wouldn't be arising itself for some time to come; seeing as WuYa would likely be heading back to old bean breath's place anyway. After the stone door sealed itself behind her, Chase turned away and once again headed to go get packed, and mentally ready himself to put up with Spicer for a who-knows-how-long ride to Tokyo, and two weeks there after. He didn't even want to think about the ride back, it was simply too much for him to handle at the moment.

With Kimiko, Clay, Omi, and Raimundo; the boys were sitting on the wooden deck, looking through the open doors, to the vast green of the nature just a few steps away with Kimiko sitting hunched over her phone a few feet awat from them. Clay was next to Omi with his back to the temple wall, and Omi with his back to Kimiko as Raimundo approached from a hall to Clay's left, lazily trailing along with his hood above his head, after having just finished his breakfast. The calm aura easily not letting onto any idea that there was great news about to be released among them.

"Eee!" Kimiko squealed "Ohmygoshh!" as her fellow monks looked to the expression on her face, turned from bored, to now w as she continued to squeal and fan herself with her hands in excitement.

"What's up with her?" Raimundo asked, although it wasn't the first time he had wondered what exactly was going on with Kimiko since their break-up; in fact, he wondered why she had even broken up with him in the first place, he hadn't done anything he'd seen as wrong, weren't guys supposed to be a little protective? Returning back to the matter at hand, Clay had broken him out of his ponderance with one of his usual cowboy analogies.

"I don't know, but she seems nutty-er than an acorn feild in the middle 'a fall."

"Oh yes," Omi chimed in, once again attempting to wrap his words around the slang concept, "she appears to be filled with more nuts than a seasonal dessert."

"...Uh, I'm 'onna guess: nutty-er than a fruitcake."

"That too." At this, Kimiko giggled as she made her way to sit among them

"No guys, I'm not nutty; I just found out Kuki's having a big two-week party to 'end her summer concert chain with a bang' with a whole bunch of her friends, and I'm invited and so is Keiko!"

"Oh...congratulations to you Kimiko!" Omi responded

"Yeah, way to go little lady" Clay commented

"Wait, it gets better;" Kimiko continued while Raimundo interestedly listened in to hear whatever came next in this seemingly-unreal conversation "she told me she knows you guys have been my best friends for the past few years, so she wants me to bring all of you with me to her place to meet her!" Raimundo's no-way expression instantly became more and more obvious with each word Kimiko said, until he broke himself from his semi-trance to chime in himself and verify his suspicions.

"Wait...so you're saying, you've been friends with Kuki Sanban all these years, and never told us?" Kimiko nervously laughed as Rai's jaw about dropped to the wooden floor he was standing on and she said

"I kinda forgot how big of a deal she is." and began to rub the back of her neck in hopes of the akward/mostly-nervousness going away soon. Thankfully for her, Clay had decided to stay in the conversation and asked

"How come that name doesn't sound at all firmiliar if she's such a big deal?"

"Yes," Omi also had decided to join back in their chat "why haven't I heard of her if she is so widely known?"

"Because you haven't even heard of Beyonce." Raimundo said answering Omi's question,

"Who?"

as Kimiko did the same for Clay

"Yeah, and she just started to get famous in the U.S. when we all arrived at the Temple for the first time; She's more widely known in other parts of the world than she is there."

"Oh, that explains it." Clay said aloud as he sat back, now understanding why Raimundo had looked as if he nearly had a heart attack just a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, and she's like, crazy talented!" Raimundo declared, once again returning to his hyper jsut-short-of-starstruck state, "Unlike you, some of us actually keep up with the news." he retorted to Clay as he whipped out his cell phone, and began to play a video of a girl no more than 15 on a concert stage, dancing to Lady Gaga's 'Bad Romance' with a python circled around her left arm and raising its head up to meet hers, following her impressive movements with its own.

"Wow, that's some kind 'a show, it's gotta be mighty hard to dance like that in the first place, let alone with a python on your left arm." Clay stated, clearly impressed with the clip of her video.

"Yeah, rumor is, she trained it herself!"

"She did," Kimiko confirmed "and I didn't know you were such a fanboy Raimundo?" Kimiko said tauntingly as he began to blush, but before he could think of a comeback to make, master fung approached from the same dark hallway Raimundo had.

"What is this talk I hear of a friend Kimiko?" easily scaring the, already embarrassed, teenager who's back had been turned to him; Raimundo nearly jumped a good foot into the air before landing with a thud and the pink in his face deepening against his brown skin.

"Oh," Kimiko began to inform, "my friend invited us to come stay with her for a couple weeks in Japan."

"Now Kimiko, you don't mean to tell me you had famous friends all this time and didn't think to mention it, do ya?" They heard a familiar voice call from behind Master Fung as Dojo approached, slithering next to the owner of the voice.

"Jermaine!" Omi said eagerly as he popped up, rushing to greet his old pal, while nearly knocking down Raimundo in the process.

"Hey Jermaine!" Kimiko called back to him, "Yeah, heh, sorry about that; you don't really think of it that way when you've known someone since you were crawling around in diapers." She informed with a delighted giggle.

"Yeah I guess not." Jermaine laughed at the comment, and proceeded to greet Omi "What's up Omi dawg?"

"I think we were just about to ask Master Fung if we could, take a summer vacation?" Omi said as he donned a big, ear-to-ear, toothy grin, and clasped his hands together in front of him looking up at Master Fung with wide eyes. Master Fung turned back to the other monks to avoid the pleading look, but his movement was in vain as the other 3 monks, and Dojo, had all mirrored Omi's expression.

"Well..." Master Fung began,

"Oh please Master Fung!" Kimiko began to plead "It will only be for two weeks; and we can take Dojo and Jermaine with us!"

"Yeah, I can't even remember the last time I had a vacation!" Dojo said as he smiled and batted his eyes up at Master Fung, trying to look adorable, or as adorable as an over 1500 year old dragon could. Even Jermaine had a plea argument!

"Besides, I'm already packed." as he patted the suitcase in his hand. Master Fung looked down at his feet, rubbed his temples, and began to look back at the monks over-exaggerated expressions.

"Alright, you may go."

"Yes!" Raimundo said as he Jumped up, pumping his fist in the air, to hear the sentence be finished with a

"but first, you must complete all of your chores before you pack; and if any Shen Gong Wu decide to reveal themselves while you are away, you must use the changing chopsticks and keep them safely concealed in the last place anyone would ever think to look for them."

"So, Dojo's ear?" Clay said with hopes it wouldn't be the other place he was thinking of.

"Yes, Dojo's ear." To which Jermaine cringed a little, and Dojo jumped and hugged his master's leg saying

"Oh, don't you worry 'ol buddy 'ol pal, we will!" and the rest of the monks joined in, thanking Master Fung for their soon-to-be summer break. It hardly seemed like fifteen minutes before they had completed all of their chores, gotten packed, and were riding on Dojo's back along with Jermaine on ther way to meet Kimiko's, coincidentally famous, friend in Tokyo, Japan.

Meanwhile, the electronic ringing of a song could be heard coming from a black cell phone, in the apartment flat of a blonde-headed seventeen year old girl.

"I am a superstar
with a big big house, and a big big car!
I am a superstar
and I don't care who you are.
I am-"

She quickly located the device playing the melody, and flipped it open answering

"Long time no hear; what have you been up to for the past three years?" A sweet, slightly high-pitched voice from the other line answered;

"Oh, you know; school, music videos, worldwide concerts; teenage stuff."
Laughter was the immediate response of the blonde owner of the phone before she asked "so, what gives you time all of a sudden to call up the girl you re-connected with at that cat-themed amusement park?"

"Not what, who; and the answer would by my manager. Franco has decided I should do something special to celebrate my success, incase I don't have time to celebrate my upcoming sweet 16, and I'm throwing a party for some friends of mine I haven't seen in a while. Wanna come?" Her ears perked up at the sound of this, and a smile crossed her face

"Totally! Just give me the date and the time and you know I'll be there; I looove a good party."

"Well then, would you be up for a two-week long party?"

"AWESOME!" shrieked the girl excitedly in response, before the other solved the matter prior.

"Okay, Date: today. Time: 1hour. You'll be there?"

"Oh yeah, and who knows, I might even show up early for once?" Ashley bantered playfully with her friend through the phone, knowing full well that she was already packed due to expecting to head off on another boring family vacation, and that the other girl had no idea of this whatsoever. The unsuspecting friend laughed at this,

"Oh, you're not going to be late due to another one of you 'cat naps'?"

"Maybe not, you'll see soon enough."

"Okay then, I've got to go get ready and I'll let you go get packed. See you when you get here!"

"Ciao." she said as she hung up the phone; a feeling inside herself told her this was going to be an interesting trip. Now, to just tell her parents, swap out her ticket, and blow that pop stand before her parents had a chance to argue.

Chase had been thinking for the past half hour while he was packing, and he had been thinking hard; not just to remember to bring everything he may need, but not enough to lose, no it was much more than that.

"Hey Chase, you ready?" Jack said, this time in more casual of a voice, without the adoration or fear of the Dragonlord Chase was so used to hearing in it. This broke Chase from his trance, as he blinked remembering he was on Spicer's doorstep, and simply replied with a

"Let's get this over with."

"Alright, come in." Jack said, motioning him to enter the large rather lovely house, and follow in his path.

Chase did as was asked of him, and noticed Jack lived in a very clean, well kept house; and it looked expensive. He took the obvious hints and quickly a long-time silent question of his: 'where does Spicer get the money to build all of his robotic inventions? Oh simple, he's a rich boy who lives in a big house, with his mommy and daddy, and is allowed to do whatever he pleases so long as he shouldn't dirty the living room.' He then noticed a rather drastic change of scenery as he stepped out from the foyer he hadn't even noticed he was in, (Chase Young with his guard down?), and into an oil-stained, cement floored gray old garage where rested a large black oval-shaped carlike invention, with red points and what looked like pinchers surrounding the middle of the oval, and a glass bubble over top four red-leather seats. He watched as Jack pressed a button on the equally red and black oval remote in his hands, and a short flight of three stairs popped down from the lower-half of the black oval that had previously concealed them. Jack made his way over to the invention, climbed up the three stairs, and into the (he presumed flying) car and noticed that a black suitcase, covered in a myriad of dark skull stickers and stickers from other countries he'd been to, was already resting in the seat behind him, and approached the hovercraft. He proceeded to gently toss his equally-sized suitcase next to the one which belonged to Jack, and took the seat next to him. At this, Jack smiled, pressed a red button causing the bubble top of the car to close securely over them, and turned on the hovercraft. Not the starting of the engine, but the knowledge of who was behind the wheel immediately caused Chase to react by placing the two fractions of his seatbelt found at the top of his right shoulder and next to his left thigh over him, fastening them together with a click of the buckle before the aircraft pulled out of the garage. Jack then pulled slowly forward, and stopped just short of contacting the garage door. He pressed a button in the series of red buttons located next to the steering wheel, and the glass top once again returned to it's position raised high above their heads, and Jack leaned over and pressed a button causing the garage door to fold open. Returning to the driving position, Jack once again pressed the same button, the glass top popped shut, and pulled the black and red ovular machine out of the oil-stained gray room, and into the sky. To Chase's astonishment, Jack was a surprisingly good driver, and aside from the heavy metal he had turned on after few minutes of eerie silence following them leaving the square greasemonkey room, Chase was having a somewhat-enjoyable ride to Japan with Jack. He was so lost in his thoughts, he had barely even cared about the screaming voices coming from the speakers of the contraption, and had entered a semi-meditative state.

'I wonder if it could really be her...' Chase pondered silently to himself, beginning to relive the life he had been so willingly caught-up in all those 600 years ago...

-flashback time!-

It started when he had come into town, disguised of course, to buy some fresher ingredients to mix into his eternal-life granting Lao Mang Lone soup, as the ones remaining in his garden had gone rotten. He casually approached the vegetable stand, purchased a good sum of items, paid the vendor, and began to walk away. However, a well-dressed woman had caught his eye, and he had forgotten he was walking in the direction of a parked bicycle and crashed directly into it; spilling out all the fresh contents of the bag onto the ground. As he began to pick them up, a kind and gentle pale hand reached out and tapped him on his shoulder before the woman whom it belonged to said to him in a sweet, slightly high-pitched tone:
"Nonsense," the woman calmly began "I am the reason you spilled these in the first place, am I not?" she asked, as the Dragonlord-in-disguise began to blush lightly in response to the lady's question

"excuse me sir,"

"ye-" he turned around from his position on the ground to see, astonishingly that it was the same well-dressed lady who had caused him to spill his purchase, who was now offering back to him a round potato which had rolled toward the people-filled street from his brown sac. "Oh, th- thank you." he said as he gingerly accepted back the vegetable he had nearly forgotten, as the woman politely replied

"you're welcome." while returning a smiling to him, and even crouching down next to him to help him gather his bounty before anyone else noticed there was ripe vegetables spilled onto the side of the dirt-paved street.

"Oh, miss, you don't have to-"

"that's what I thought, so if I helped caused you to make the mess, should I not help you to clean it up?" her voice was sweet, and genuine. Chase could hear this, easily, as he accepted her offer; it was outright rude to decline such kindness. As the stranger helped him gather the last of his purchase, she heard him speak to her in a gentle and approachable voice as he offered a hand out to her to help her stand up once again.

"Thank you, you are very kind." At this, she just blushed a small amount and turned her head away as she rose to her feet, accepting the man's assistance.

"It is a small gesture." She said as a small smile of her own formed upon her lips and her eyes closed for a moment, turning to face him once more.

"How thoughtless of me, I didn't catch your name..." Chase asked to the woman who had managed to capture his gazes

"Katsumi Yatsuko." The woman responded after opening her violet purple eyes back up, her smile never leaving her features as she watched the golden eyes of the man holding her hand widen slightly with curiousity.

"Katsumi..." he echoed the woman as his hand slowly slid from hers, "such a name is uncommon to these parts of China. Then again, it seems fitting to you as such beauty is also, uncommon to these busy streets." the raven-haired woman in front of him laughed quietly and gingerly for a few seconds, before responding to the tan golden-eyed man,

"You are observant, and correct as I am not from around these parts."

"Oh? I am, am I?" Chase smiled at the compliment that had been given to him by the pale woman standing only about one foot away from him as they conversed.

"Yes, and you are also nameless to me, would you care to inform me of to whom I speak?"

"Oh, how rude of me, my name is Chase." He had left out his last name on purpose, as though men usually did introduce themselves by first and last name, he couldn't risk that the woman would recognize it; this village was one of the few his appearance was not greatly famous in for all dark reasons, and preferred to keep it that way incase any need to travel back here arised.

"Chase, it is a pleasure."

"Oh please, the pleasure is all mine." The lady smiled again

"Are you from around this area?"

"You could sat that..."

"So, please tell me then, are all the people from around here such smooth-talkers as you?"

"I would surely hope not, it would be a shame to see a lovely woman such as yourself traveling alone in a city full of smooth-talking men."

"Oh, I am not usually alone, I have an escort accompany me at almost all times during my stay here. My father thinks it is best to have someone accompany me during the rare occasions in which we leave Japan."

Chase shifted his position to stare blankly out the window of the hovercraft to the land below, as he began to return to his dazed state of memmory for the umpteenth time that day.

"...Chase? Are you here?" Said ther quiet and somewhat worried voice of a young woman.

It had been a few days they had been meeting on the outskirts of town, conversing, and although it seemed to happen rather quick, a connection formed between the two; A connection which made them feel as if they had known each other for years. A few seconds after her words had been spoken, the large stone door to Chase's lair opened to the right, and there in the middle of a beautiful citadel colored with all sorts of blues and turquoises, stood Chase Young. The man had clearly been awaiting her arrival, dressed in formal black clothes modern to the time, and looked upon her with a smile on his face as he neared his guest. The woman was in a silk white kimono, which hugged her loosely but nicely complimented her thin curvy shape. She slowly entered the citadel, her deep violet eyes widening slightly in fascination as she took in her surroundings, and the man they belonged to.

"What a lovely home you have." the woman complimented

"Thank you, but it pails in comparison to the beauty I see before me." As he reached a hand out to her, she gently placed her smaller hand in his, and allowed herself to be led into the center of the beautiful blue room.

Music had begun to play, as Katsumi had begun to dance with Chase, who turned out to be surprisingly good at it. They danced skillfully and happily as the beautiful music continued to play, until it begun to slow from heated violins and other various instruments playing at a fast pace, to calm and steady chords being struck with care and delicacy.

"Tell me Chase, do you charm every woman you bring into your palace?"

At this, Chase smiled slyly, and replied as he moved his face nearest to hers; their bodies swaying in fluid motion.

"Only the ones I find worth the while."

At this, Katsumi grinned a sly grin of her own, as she loosened the grip on her hands from his and slipped away from him slowly.

"...Is that so?"

"Very..." he began as a thought coursed through him "Come with me, there is something I wish to tell you."

Katsumi followed Chase deeper into his palace, until she stood in the doorway of a more dimly-lit, circular room; A large shelf against the opposite wall containing what looked like soup on its shelves.

"I am very fond of you Katsumi, and I feel you would make a worthy companion by my side;" he began as Katsumi's eyes carefully watched his every move "but..it would be of great cost. You see Katsumi, I am not as I appear."

"I've heard it's said once, that everything is never as it seems." She replied slyly as she took a single step more into the room, not yet leaving the passage of the doorway.

"You would be right in assuming so," Chase began as he slipped into the darkness, and his eyes began to glow a hint of reddish-gold from underneath the darkness of the shadows as he passed through them.

"You see Kastsumi, it has been a long time since I have met someone I am able to converse with so easily, and grow close to. Not because I don't venture out very often, but because within myself I hold a secret...The soup I store upon these shelves grants me eternal life, but it also has changed me."

Then, he looked her square in the eye, as gold locked onto violet, the man with the glowing eyes asked her not to be afraid, an transformed himself into a giant green and brown dragon. Katsumi's eyes widened in more of surprise than shock, as she remained where she had been standing and did not flinch nor harden her expression at the creature that stood before her. He began to speak again, his voice sligtly altared by his new physical form, but his tone conflicting with his mennacing appearance deeply. Although he appeared as if he was able to rip her to shreds any minute, his voice contained strong undertones of nervousness: even fear.

"I know, I may look repulsive, but I promise I will not hurt you. The soup on those shelves is Lao Mang Lone soup, and it has given me the ability to transform into this creature whenever I desire. Please, Katsumi, I know it is alot, but I am asking of you to look beyond the cold-blodded hideos dragon in your presence, and instead to the person who lies inside of it."

Katsumi took a few steps forward into the room, and gently placed her hand upon the large and scaly cheek of the Dragon. She watched as his expression went from that of plea, to astonishment. His expression deepened as she uttered,

"You are not hideous. There is nothing repulsive about you." and smiled at him a small grin filled with kindness and everything opposite of what Chase had expected.

"Y-You aren't disgusted?" Chase said as his eyes widened, almost to tears, and continued to carefully watch her every motion in complete shock. He placed one of his, much larger, tough hands upon hers with great care as she began to speak again.

"No, I see beauty in all life. You are a wonderfully kind and intelligent man; no matter how this soup has altared you."

"..." His mouth opened slightly as Chase Young was, for the first time in a long time, at a total loss for words.

"Chase, since you have showed me your second form, I feel I should show you my well-kept secret." Then, slowly, she slid her hand from under his and took a few steps back until she was a good three feet away from him. She closed her eyes, placed her arms and hands together back-to-back, with her palms slightly raised above her head. As she lowered them down to her sides and parted them in one swift, fluid motion, large white-feathered wings lined with a thick shadowy black descending from the blood red coloring which lined the tops and edges spread from her small back. Very soon following, she spread her fingers out, palms facing the sky, and claws bigger than Chase's sprout from the center of every finger from their bases well past their tips. They were a mix of the shadowy-ebony and scarlet upon her wings, and they were beautiful. Chase watched as she opened her, now flaming violot eyes and looked upon him with a smile that screamed 'bloodthirsty'. And Chase slowly began to understand why she had spoken of her secret in the tone of a burden also; as beautiful as she was, she was also ten times more mennacing looking than he. She had two perfectly long fangs, stained with blood at their razor-sharp tips, and they were absolutely terrifying, especially with her large claws which so evilly set them off. If he wasn't a giant green reptillion beast, he may have had a heart attack when looking upon her; and he felt lucky he hadn't met her in that ally during the hours of the night.

"Now, it would be my turn to ask of you, to please not be frightened. This is my true form," the deadly lady spoke in a slightly lower tone, almost cunning. As she continued and advanced carefully twoards him, Chase found he was unable to avert his eyes from her; but that was just fine as he had no desire to try. "for I am half Vampire, and half Angel."

"Chase, you awake? We're almost there." Chase was snapped out of his asphyxiation by Jack's calm voice, and for a moment feel a slight adrenaline rush as the flying aircraft began to slowly go down upon the land.