Me: Hey Xiaolin Showdown World! Wow, it's been two years since I updated this fic, and let me tell ya, it sucks ass. So I'm here to revise my amateur writing - starting with these ridiculously long author notes! (sorry all who might have liked them, but they were annoying and unnecessary)

Raimundo: 'Bout time you came back to fix this story!

Me: Yeah, f'real. It needs major work done on it. I'm surprised it got this much praise, haha. Also, I'm not sure how old the monks actually are, so their ages here are only relevent to this story. Sorry if they're wrong.

Raimundo: Best two out of three? (Oh, and everybody, EGP is sorry, but she uses Wordpad because she doesn't have Microsoft, which means no spellchecker, so excuse the grammar errors! Story's under construction!)

Me: (nod) Best two out of three. I do not own Xiaolin Showdown, but I do own this story and a special character that you will soon meet. Enjoy the story!

Chapter One Revised

"Oh, Jack. It seems as though you never seem to learn. I mean really, how long have we been at this? A year? Two?" Fifteen year old Kimiko Tohomiko sighed. "Yeah, f'real, man. We'll kick your butt every time. You're no challenge." Sixteen year old Raimundo Pedrosa crossed his arms in agreement.

"You could at least give us more of a fight. This is seriously wasting our time... But I reckon since it's been so long, you need to get your butt handed to remind you who's in charge." Seventeen year old Clay Bailey fixed his ten gallon hat. "Agreed, my friends. Let us place Jack in his put!" Fifteen year old Omi poised himself to battle.

"...It's 'put him in his place', Chrome Dome." Raimundo sighed. "H-hey! Stop talking down to me like that! I'm not your inferior, and don't you forget it! Jack-bots, ATTACK!" Sixteen year old Jack Spicer screeched. Hundreds of Jack's "new and improved" Jack-bots began racing towards the Xiaolin Monks.

"Sword of the Sword, Wind!" Raimundo boomed, destroying most of the Jack-bots effortlessly. "Hey Rai, don't destroy them all! Leave some for us! Star Hanabi, Fire!" Kimiko shouted, destroying the remaining Jack-bots without breaking a single sweat.

"Hey! I wanted some butt-kickin' action too! I mean, this WAS a long trip here - I AT LEAST wanted to get to trash one of them doo-hickeys." Clay pouted. "Ooops, sorry Clay. I destroyed the last ones." Kimiko apologized in an "oh get over it" voice.

"Ha-! The Monarch Wings are mine!" Jack used his propeller backpack and flew towards the Monarch Wings. "Oh no you don't, Spicer! Third Arm Sash!" Clay yelled, causing the sash Shen Gong Wu shot out towards the new Shen Gong Wu.

"This is way too easy…Where's Omi?" Raimundo pondered. "Watch out, Raimundo! Mantis Kick!" Omi bellowed. In order for Omi to destroy the Jack-bot heading for Raimundo, he had to cut in front of theThird Arm Sash.

The Third Arm Sash was thrown off course, which allowed Jack to snatch up Monarch Wings. Omi mantis kicked the Jack-bot that was heading for Raimundo and destroyed it before falling gracefully, and skillfully, to the ground. "Thanks, Omi." Raimundo thanked the big-headed monk.

"No problem, my friend. I have back your got." Omi replied. "…Uhhhh…I think he means, I've got your back." Kimiko translated. "That, too." Omi responded.

"Yes! Victory is ours!" Wuya exclaimed oh so happily. The one thousand-five hundred year old witch was not in the body of a ghost, oh no.

Now that she worked alongside of the mighty Chase Young, he was able to provide her with her original human-like witch body.

Wuya flipped her long crimson red hair. "Come on, Jack. We need to go." Wuya motioned for Jack.

"Why?" Jack demanded as he handed Wuya the Monarch Wings. "I'd rather stay here and rub my victory in their faces!" "Ugh, so that you can just get them to steal it back from you? And besides, Chase said he needed us back for something as soon as possible." Wuya answered impaitently as she snatched the Wu from Jack's hands.

"Monarch Wings!" Wuya used the Shen Gong Wu to fly off towards Chase Young's palace with a rainbow trailing behind it. "Hey! Wait up Wuya! See ya around, Xiaolin !" The "evil boy genius" immaturely stuck his tongue out at the Xiaolin Dragons as he used his propeller backpack and flew off after the witch.

"Damn that no good rascal Jack Spicer! And Wuya!" Clay muttered under his breath. "How could we lose to him... Has it really been that long since we've fought?... Argh, dammit...Well, there's no point in staying here... We might as well go back to the temple." "Good idea." Dojo Kanojo Cho nodded as he transformed into his large Chinese Dragon form.

The Xiaolin Apprentices sighed as they climbed into Dojo's back.

"We lost the battle... To Jack Spicer... Perhaps Master Fung was correct - Our last battle of saving the world from a thousand years of darkness has made us cocky, and a year of relaxation was not our best choice..." Omi admitted dismally.

"We're really going to have to get back into shape and kick things up a nock... We've been losing to Haylin a lot lately. It's like they're becoming stronger and stronger every day, with the the Scorpion King Chase Young on their side and all... Eventually, they will surpass us in power in Wu, if things keep going the way they are..." Clay sighed.

"It really makes me wonder... How much have we missed this past year? I mean, Haylin had been pretty quiet, and we've had no sign of them until recently... That alone was suspicious, but it was like all of them disappeared without a trace... What exactly is Chase Young planning now?" Kimiko wondered as her and her comrades headed home.

Change in POV

"Hello, Chase." Wuya greeted the black and green haired Scorpion King as she walked into his palace. "Welcome, Wuya." Chase Young replied. One of Chase's cat dragged Jack into the palace. "Jack." Chase growled, narrowing his bronze eyes in contempt.

"Hi, Chase..." Jack squeaked. Chase rolled his eyes. "Nevermind. I have a new apprentice that I would like for the two of you to meet." Chase motioned for someone to come in.

A young teenage girl at the age of fifteen with smooth chocolate brown skin, long raven black hair, and empty yet beautiful white eyes entered the room. Her eyes were cold – as cold as ice.

No, even colder.

"Whoa. Just look at that girl's eyes! There's something about her…Something inhumane…" Wuya began to think. "Her eyes…They're so emotionless and cold. Lifeless. And somewhat sad… They send a chill down even my spine..."

"Chase…You did something to this girl, didn't you?" Wuya gasped. But then, slowly, Wuya's gasp turned into a wicked smirk. "That's so evil of you... And I like it, heheheee..."

"She's so pretty…Cute…Adorable…Beautiful even… Who is she?..." Jack was lost in a love trance. (Love at first sight…How cute. But sorry Jack, she's not your type!)

"You are correct, Wuya, I have done something to this girl. When I first 'brought' her back from the United States, she was so happy, nice, kind, warm, and full of life. And the way her gentle soft eyes glowed…I hated it all." Chase started.

(Brought…Who is Chase tryna fool? We ALL know that he kidnapped her!)

"This girl has power beyond imagination. It surpasses even Grand Master Dashi's power, once it is at its full potential. With a little more training and practice, she will be a fine, and honorable, Haylin Warrior. Perhaps, even more fine and honorable than Omi." Chase finished.

"But what exactly did you do to her?" Wuya asked. "Well, it wasn't easily. This girl here is a fighter. But I managed to complete my task." Chase responded.

"Which was?"

"I erased her memory and did everything necessary to transform her into the perfect warrior. Even if it meant breaking her down into nothing and building her back up into something – a Haylin. Her memory shouldn't return to her. Not unless she finds something powerful enough to restore it by a coincidence. But I will make sure of it that that does not, and will not, happen."

"Brilliant, Chase. Just brilliant. I like this new apprentice of yours already. Surely she could replace Jack without a problem."

"Yes, that is very much correct."

"WHAT??? But, but, but, but you can't!" Jack cried. "On the contrary, Jack, I already have" Chase snapped his fingers, summoning his cats. "Get rid of him. I want him out of my sight."

"AAAHHH!" Jack screamed his shrill, girly scream as he jumped out of the palace to escape the deadly cats that were chasing him in pursuit.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Introduce yourself to Wuya." Chase commanded. "Yes, Chase-sama. Hello, Wuya-chan. My name is Crystal." The girl informed Wuya.

After that point, Crystal stopped paying all attention to Chase and Wuya's conversation. She knew what they further discussed did not concern her and was none of her business. Besides... She was in deep thought.

"I am a Haylin. Nothing more, nothing less. My name is Crystal. I must follow Chase-sama and Wuya-chan's every command. That is all I know." Crystal mused.

"And that is all I need." Crystal muttered with a merciless look in her icy white eyes.

All she needed was Chase and Wuya. They were the only ones she trusted. They accepted her for what she is – unique. And she was willing to do anything for them.

Anything at all.

Me: Well, there goes the revised version of chapter one, everybody!

Raimundo: Much better.

Me: Eh, it could always be better, but I think it's fine. Not quite so amateur-ish.

Raimundo: Yeah, f'real. This chapter could stand getting longer.

Me: Yeah, yeah... The whole story's under construction, so deal. Read and review everybody!