Me: (grin at dArkliTe-sPirit) Thanks! (to Ferret) Can you find Draio on one of island? (sees Ferret nod and flew away) Okay, all I can do is wait for their returns.

Lobo: (still sulking) Congrats Lady Lizgon, for your second story of the second prologue.

Me: (nod) I'm just glad to know everyone loves it. As much as l love their stories too. (yell happily at Authors and authoresses) Your stories are so all awesome!

Lobo: (groans) Okay, since when Draio still not here I will do disclaimer! Lady Lizgon does not own Xiaolin Showdown, Sheng-Gong-Wu, and any characters in it. Only she owns us and our sheng-gong-wu, a brown cat named Rai, and a ton of artworks of Xiaolin Showdown.

Me: Please enjoy! (waves) And if you don't read Hybrid Child, please read it first so you will not be confused with this second story.

Prologue

— 1,500 Years Ago —

Somewhere in the darkness and in the black mountain, but if there is a Xiaolin Temple and then the black and gray temple would be a Heylin Temple.

The dark blue fire burning surround the black evil throne and there is someone sit there, waiting for the message he desired to know about whereabout of the great enemy of his. The dark lord closed his eyes, clenching and unclenching his dark claws. He is not a human nor demon...

"Lord Ariko! Lord Ariko!"

The dark lord opened his eyes, revealing it's glowing pale magenta around the slitting black pupils. He let low and cold growling out of his throat, eyeing at the shaking servant in front of him.

"Why have you disturbed my meditate, you weakling insect!" He asked snarling, gripping on each of throne arms in his deadly claws.

The small servant cringed and kneed on the silver stone floor, bowing his head closer to the cold floor. "I apologize, Lord Ariko. I have a important message from one of your powerful forces." He whimpered, keeping his eyes on the floor.

Lord Ariko narrowed his cold eyes and his lips shut tightly its turned into a thin line. No one able tell what his reaction. "Please continue on, Ajvo." He whispered quietly, glaring down at the small servant.

The servant, Ajvo, gulped in fearfully of the great dark lord. "Lord Meku, the ruler of the Forest, says he had seen Grandmaster Dashi trapped Lady Wuya in his magical object - a cursed box." He replied, averted his eyes away from the dark lord knowing what his reaction.

"WHAT!" The dark lord roared angrily as the dark blue flames fired up in rage and almost burned the small servant. "How can be the puny human ever defeat our powerful heylin witch!"

"..." Ajvo was unable to find anything to answer to the angry question, his lips started to shivering in fear.

Lord Ariko snarled furiously, turned his back on the small servant. "GET OUT OF MY SIGHT, INSECT!" He bellowed angrily.

The servant yelped in fearfully, scattering away and dashing out of the throne room.

Lord Ariko closed his eyes and sighed angrily, sitting back on his throne chair and opening his eyes to glaring at the symbol of the Xiaolin on the map of Great China.

This time, Grandmaster Dashi, you will die on my hands. The world will be lost in darkness forever! Without you, they will have no hope, no faith, and no purpose to fight. The dark Lord thought smirking darkly. And there will be no more Xiaolin chosen ones again...if there is a way for them to reborn... I will made sure none of them reborn...ever..

If only he knew when a Xiaolin Chosen ones died will either reincarnated into next circle of new life or give up sacred powers to transferred to another new chosen ones.

Only if he knew...

— One whole years later —

"Why? Why? Why did youbetrayed me, Shinyu!" Lord Ariko roared angrily, glaring at ex-Heylin warrior and one of the powerful warriors he had respected. "Why did you saved his weakling life!"

Shinyu narrowed his cold and dull forest green eyes, clutching his heavy bleeding chest. The Lightning Rod in his other hand, clutching it tightly.

"I had a good reason to." The Heylin of Lightning replied, coughing some blood and smirking weakly. He stood behind the grandmaster monk, protecting him from the dark lord.

Lord Ariko frowned, walking toward the wounded warrior and drawled his Shadow Blade in the air. "I give you a last chance. Kill him and I will spared your life." He said coldly, smirking evilly.

Shinyu gritted his teeth quietly and narrowed his dull forest green eyes darkly. "Never." He snapped at his ex-master.

"So you denied your last chance. Very well, Shinyu." Lord Ariko said scowling darkly, heaved his Shadow Blade in the air and brought it down into the traitor's chest.

Shinyu choked his final air, the blood flowed down his mouth and kneed down in the red pool of his own blood. "B-b-but...h-h-how?" He whispered weakly, staring up at the dark lord almost lifeless.

Lord Ariko smirked evilly at his horror-stuck face. "Shadow Blade cannot kill because it's pure heart from humans, but...however, when it's tainted with my dark spell. It will kill the life because of the power of darkness." He laughed insanely.

Shinyu's eyes begins to blurry and collapsed on the pool of his blood, thinking of his lovely wife Kisara. He smiled weakly as his life slowly drained away from him and hoping his wife and his unborn child will flee from the country forever.

Good bye Kisa... I am sorry I can't came back to see you beautiful face...

Shinyu closed his eyes and he died. The final word escaped from his dying mind. A final words was...

My rod will not let anyone activated it... Only in my own blood will...

The day of Shinyu's death and also the same day of Lord Ariko was defeated by the angry Grandmaster Dashi.

The dark lord was sealed within the black crystal and buried deeper somewhere in the freezing wasteland.

The day of heylin beasts was driven away by Xiaolin warriors. The Heylin Weed turns into the evil seed. The Heylin Mermaid being chased by the hunter until they are out of the sight forever. The Invisible Heylin Beast trapped in the Ying and Yang Portal World. The Heylin Comet vanished in the sky. Every Heylin Beasts were disappeared...one by one...

Never seen a true Heylin Beasts and warriors until the 1,500 years later...

End of Prologue

Me: (beams) Well? What did you think of it? Come on! Let me know about your questions and options about this prologue of my second story.

Draio and Ferret: (appeared)

Ferret: (shove the bruised up Draio) Here your gecko. (grin)

Me: (handle a two cookies to Ferret) One for you and one for dArkliTe-sPirit. Thank you very much.

Ferret: No prob. (returns back to dArkliTe-sPirit)

Me: (looks at readers) Have fun reading my story? I will do more updating next chapters but I will not be here today... Sundays. (sigh) I hate mornings... Please don't forget reviews it and no flamers.