I still don't own TDI or Xiao Lin Showdown. I'm sure you recognize that our known characters that are from Xiao Lin Showdown are all older, and I did this on purpose. There will be showdowns, but that will all be later down the road - much later down the road. I'm still working out the plots, and as of Chapter 25 I still haven't been able to work in the Shang Gong Wu yet.

Earthbender: Sorry, but that will have to be for another one. It's a great idea, and I think I'll use it for Revenge of the Island! And the Fire Lord wasn't Sozin, it was Ozai. Although Fire Lord Azulon would have done better, too. I think I will use the ideas, but just tweak it to be the reverses of the ones in Revenge of the Island. Maybe even throw some Legend of Korra characters in there - like Iroh the second! *fangirl squeals* Sorry... but Thanks anyhow!

Name: Sarah Spicer

Profile: Age nineteen, blood red hair and chocolate brown eyes, about five feet tall, and has a slightly hourglass shape, with a bodice that is a bit too big for her liking (much like Tsunade's off of Naruto)when it comes to the ratio of comparing it to her body size. I weigh about 120 pounds, give or take some depending on my diet.

Personality: Hyper, random, act like I'm on crack when I'm really not, and can be extremely emotional. I will act like an animal if I need to, and my main two goals for this are: one, to keep people from hurting me by acting like a small innocent child; and two, to keep from getting hurt physically, I will turn into a fighting machine when a fight breaks out and she is in the line of fire.

Background: You don't want to know, but you'll figure it out anyways, no doubt. Let me just tell you that I've been abused and I would like to get on the show to get away from it all while my abuser goes to trial since they won't let me in the courtroom.

Favorites: food - ramen noodles, chicken, and most Asian foods; color - purple, blue, black, and crimson; game - hide and seek, Clue; past-times - playing pranks, studying, cooking; movies - Twilight, Hunger Games; TV shows - Naruto, Death Note, Yu Yu Hakusho.

Family Life: Mother is a heartless b****, father is somewhat of a coward even though he really does care, and brothers ran away when I was ten. To be honest, I really want out of this house and feel as though something bad is about to happen inside it.

Reason to Enter: I want to get away from abuse, I want to pay the hospital bills that I've racked up over the years, and I'd like to get a chance to live my life and be somebody, even if it's only for a few weeks, or even just one week. Any time off of my current life will be extremely greatly appreciated.

Occupation: 2nd Semester College Student; Passed Comp I & II, College Algebra, Computer Applications; Enrolled in US History I, Theater Appreciation, Psychology, Biology, and stage Combat (extracurricular)

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Sarah looked at her form to get into the Total Drama Island sweepstakes that she wanted to go on. She hoped that by pulling the "innocent child", "mischief maker", and "abusive home" cards she would be able to get in. She was honest on it all, and hoped that nobody on the show found out about her past. She knew that if they did, it would be her downfall, or at least until she played it to her advantages.

"Sarah! Where the hell are you, you ungrateful slut?!" her mother screamed, and the young woman sighed.

"Coming mother! Just give me a second to finish my homework!" she called down as she slid the entry packet/form into the large envelope and hid it in the top drawer of her desk.

"No! Now!" her mother screamed as Sarah opened the door and went downstairs hurriedly. "Where were you?"

"In my room as you requested," Sarah said bowing lowly. "You request something new of me?"

"Yes," the woman snarled. "You are to forego entering that petty little contest that I saw the form for in the mail."

"Jessie, you know that opening her mail is a federal crime," Sarah's father said, only to get hushed by his wife's hand on his face. "Sorry, dearest."

"You'd better be, Jack!" she yelled before wheeling around to face Sarah. "Now, while your father is downstairs tinkering in his workshop - again - you are to clean the kitchen, wash the bathroom, and once you are done you are to give him your virginity."

"What?" Jack yelped in shock, his goggles nearly falling off of his forehead and onto his face as he leapt back. "Jessie, I absolutely refuse to touch my daughter like that!"

"Your daughter?" she snarled as she turned to face him. "Your daughter?!"

"Sarah, go up to your room! Go!" Jack yelled, hoping to deter his wife from attacking their only remaining child at home. "Grab your things and run!"

"But, papa-!" Sarah protested.

"GO!" he yelled as he received a blow from his wife. He struggled to reach for the Monkey Staff, one of the Shang Gong Wu they possessed, and he struggled even stronger to try to get his robots to attack his wife out of desperation. However, he ultimately failed as his wife hit him upside the head again and nearly knocked him out.

Sarah raced upstairs, her heart pounding. She added one final sentence to the comment section of the forum that she had previously left empty:

Please accept me; this is my only chance to get out of my hellhole of a home.

She hadn't realized that she was crying over it until she saw a few teardrops on the page below the words that she'd written hastily. It wasn't long before she rushed the papers into the envelope and jumped out her second-story window to run away. She had one friend; one that she knew would hide her from her mother for a day or two, but for a week was unheard of. Not until now.

"Aunt Kimiko!" Sarah yelled, and a Japanese woman came out with a very stern and worried cowboy hot on her heels. "Uncle Clay!"

"What's wrong?" they asked, immediately alert. They both knew what happened in their former enemy's home. Even though they'd be loathe admitting it to their two best friends, they were helping the third child of him who had once wanted them incapacitated. "What happened?"

"Mom... hit... dad... he... took... blow... told me... to run," she panted, and their eyes widened just before the two adults had two completely different reactions.

Clay took the young female to him and held her close, his deep country scent still coming out even though it had been years since he'd been on the ranch with his parents. Kimiko had gone to get some tea, something that her own family did when they were upset. She returned to find Clay rocking Sarah back and forth, muttering to her gently as she sobbed out what had happened.

Kimiko had recalled how they'd often fought with Jack over such petty things, even though it really was foolish later on. Over time, however, things became much more intricate with worse and worse enemies to keep appearing. Numerous people hated them, and Jack eventually realized that even though he was being a child when he was twenty, he had a friend in his enemies, or at least in this bunch. It had taken him until parenthood to figure it out, but he had. Although being married to Clay's little cousin probably did help some.

"Did she get the form?" Kimiko asked worriedly, and Sarah held it out to her honorary aunt.

"Smart little filly, you are," Clay smiled as he brushed a tear off of her cheek. "I knew we did the right thing to take you in as our own."

"What do I do?" Sarah sobbed into his chest. "I'm scared! Was daddy living like this?"

"No, but then again we didn't get to learn about your father's family life until after we stopped our incessant fighting like a bunch of two year old children," Kimiko smiled gently as she set the tea down on the table. "Knowing Jack and his big-headedness, he'll be fine in a day or two. Your mother will come around, you'll see."

"It's as if-!" Clay began before his eyes widened and he froze. "Kimiko, could it be that she was...?"

"It's possible," she murmured. "I'll have to talk to Rai about this. He won't like it - neither of them will - but it's the best chance that we've got."

"I'm scared," Sarah murmured, and Clay held her closer and tighter.

"Easy there," he soothed as he would a horse in his childhood. "You're alright now. Just stay with Uncle Clay and Aunt Kimiko and you'll be fine."

"Thank you," she sobbed just before beginning to shiver and cling to him fearfully.

Before Clay and Kimiko knew it, Sarah had fallen asleep, and her eyes were dry and crusty from crying. Clay shook his head before getting up and carrying his honorary niece to the spare bedroom that they'd kept on the second floor, one that they'd used to recreate the place that they'd grown up in and had fallen in love in.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" Kimiko asked fearfully as she lifted the covers. "Jack's never done that before, not even for us."

"I don't know," Clay said as he set Sarah down gently. "I didn't think he had it in him to do that."

"I'm surprised he stopped tinkering enough to start a family," Kimiko smiled wistfully. "Whatever happened to his old workshop do you think?"

"Who cares?" Clay smirked. "We aren't fighting anymore, that's what matters."

"I'd better go get the form in the mail before Jessieifer shows up again to try to take Sarah back," Kimiko said skirting out.

"Sweet dreams, little filly," Clay murmured as he put his cowboy hat over Sarah's eyes to keep the light out of them.

He closed the door softly so as not to wake her, not knowing that by doing so, he had protected her from her mother's wrath. It was common knowledge that whenever that door was closed, it was to stay closed unless Clay or Kimiko opened it. The only other person who had disobeyed that wish had been sent to the hospital by Clay, and even then he had been too scared of the cowboy to do anything about it. Clay's mind drifted to the redhead that was being beaten by his wife, and he wondered just how long things like this had been going on in their household and just how badly Sarah had been affected.

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