Iced - Out Fire

After one final strike before his death, Chase Young managed to take away something very dear to Kimiko. Her Fire. When she wakes up, she doesn't remember who and where she is. The fire was stored in a far off place, that if Raimundo can't make it to in time. Kimiko will be forced into death.

Disclaimer: I own. A notebook with two drawings of Kimiko, and one drawing of Raimundo and Omi. But not Clay, no one likes him.

Muhahaha... I haven't written in a while! O.o This won't be very long I assume, oh but it will be fun fun fun! tehehehe! Okay, yeah, enough with this. I shall get on with the story!

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Chapter one: When You're Gone

((The song of the chapter... Avril Lavigne's When You're Gone... Think of the lyrics))

"KIMIKO!" Her teammates screamed. She felt her own body fall cold and limp, as the impact made her fall to the ground. She didn't know what cracked, but it sounded like it could have hurt if she could feel it. Vision began to blur, and the only thing that filled her head was Chase Young's cackling laugh, just before he died.

She could feel the light burn out.

((Bam! Go backwards!))

"Xiaolin Cyclone!" Raimundo pulled off the finishing attack to Chase Young with a perfect balance of excitement, and excillency. They heard his scream echo, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see Kimiko's black pig tails whip the side of her head, as she turned and smiled her sweet smile at him, obvious with excitement.

But, his scream soon turned to a cracked up laugh, as just before his eyes rolled back into his head, he shot a bluish spell out of nowhere, directed exactly at Kimiko. Everyone instictively screamed her name, but the happiness didn't swipe off of her face any moment. Almost as though, she expected to get hit...

As she fell to the ground, for a whole second, time slowed to a stop. Everything was done... Everything was finished. One gain, was one lost... Master Fung had always told them. But, not even Omi really listened to that piece of advice... Or crazy metaphore, whatever it was...

Time quickly started again, and Raimundo could already hear three pairs of feet ((obviously, one his own)) running to the small and frail girl infront of them.

Could it be? Was it real? Did it have to be this way? Was... Kimiko really dead?

Her pale skin already had begun to turn purple. The pink tint gone from her face, her eyes glossed over in a haze. It was true. Chase Young's body lay motionless, but a bluish fire, much like the one that hit Kimiko, now engolfed his body, making the aurora around it, not hot, but an icy cold.

When the fire died down, Omi and Raimundo cautiously moved towards it, Clay staying close to Kimiko, one of his hands in hers. In the place of Chase Young's body, was a scroll. It was old, the parchment very close to desinigrating at a slight touch, like one of the butterfly.

Omi bent to pick it up, but the cold aurora hadn't left, and froze his hand to the spot. No one could speak at the strange magic that was at work. When Omi tried to push his hand, it wouldn't budge. Although, when he pulled back, it slipped up perfectly... As though nothing happened.

This time, Raimundo tried, and nothing stopped him.

Picking it up, it quivered, but after a small and accidental wind rush from the current events, the quivered converted from the paper, to Raimundo. He pulled at the string, and it fell instantly into the slightly curled form as Raimundo read allowed:

"This spell is old,

But the feeling's at hold,

It still works to the greatest content." The writing switched over to Chase Young's sloppy, yet neat cursive.

"Raimundo. I trust you are reading this, as the obvious cold aurora has prevented everyone else to get near. By now, I am dead, oh but so is Kimiko. I am sad to report this, and know I did not want to have to be the one to kill her off. I would have much rather gone for the one who broke from my grasp.

But... Fate had told me otherwhise. I had found this spell oh so long ago, and muttered it stupidly. It then peered itself into me, awaiting the day to steal the fire from the Xioalin Dragon of Fire.

What better way than to spread fire, but wind? Trust me, this spell wasn't made, because I knew it would pain you to do this... It's just the way this had to be. I never intended on it happening, but, I thought I mise well have used it, and brought one down with me. The fight is over, and the last of the Shen - Gong - Wu are close to becoming yours. But... You have a time limit Raimundo...

For Kimiko's sake. This is the final big journey I pressume you will have to take... She is not dead. In exactly two hours she will wake up... And, I will let you find out what happens... I specifically had another scroll like this ((same creepy magic holding everyone but Raimundo back)) one made... If you can find it. You will have to search to find it.

I do wish you all fairwell, as harshness is over, now that I have lost to you fairly. But remember Raimundo...

The clock for her life, is ticking..."

((Oh wow, that was short! O.o!))

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