Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Jackie Chan Adventures, though I wish I totally did!
Sorry if I get any misspellings, watch out for swear words, and other stuff that might show up in the story! It is my first fanfiction and I'm a very young writer so I am pretty darn excited about this! Plz R&R . Now,on with the story!
Chapter One
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Finally, I am free away from that son of a bitch Shendu! And he calls himself a decent father! HA! My scaly ass, that dragon raises a son right!" screamed Drago at the top of his lungs. "And now, I will take over the world…again…" he muttered. " It will take time though. Unfortunately, I already have a problem…The Chans! " The dragon prince spat the name out with such deep disappointment, and utter disgust.
Drago looked down at his feet, seeing the damaged baseball stadium surrounded him. The dragon looked up into the sky to see the moon out of the sky shining his face in the darkness. He smiled at the thought of all the demon chi he used to have, of how much damage and chaos he had caused the world. To think, that Drago had almost taken over the world! If it weren't for his father he'd be king of the world, by now the dragon would be sleeping in silk sheets while peasants fan him. The Chans were lucky to defeat Drago then, but now Drago was stronger, faster, smarter, and learned a few chi spells. He frowned then thinking of all the demon chi he had lost. An epic fail, really.
With so much time in the Demon Vortex Drago was lucky not to go crazy. Some of his relatives already had, such as Hsi Wu. Sad really, but no demon could ever care enough about the sanity of one's family. While Drago was in the Demon Vortex, he had no other choice then to prepare himself for his coming. Either that or listen to his crazy uncle talk gibberish about the most random thoughts, while his aunts and uncles torture his father Shendu.
Drago silently walked on the street to his old junkyard. The young demon observed the streets while he strolled through the sleeping streets of San Francisco, recognizing the slight changes through out each neighborhood. Eventually Drago came across a certain antique shop. Uncle's Rare Finds. Unbelievable. That old hoot still had the time and energy to tend a shop. How old was the man anyways? By now he had to be at least in his late 70's.
Drago thought for a moment. Should I go to the shop? I mean it is right there! What if the whole Chan clan shows up though? I would be done for sure! Drago thought a little more when he remembered the literal dump he lived in. Do I really want to go to my old home? It doesn't even have a roof! That settles it, looks like I'm stopping by the Chans' house. Drago spread a grim smile across his face, thinking of the terrible things he would do to his enemies.
Drago silently crept to the door of the old man's house that was called "Uncle". The clever demon chanted a few words to perform a chi spell, causing to deactivate the chi dust Uncle had made Jackie spread in front of his doorstep. "Ya Go Meechi, Ya Go Meechi Wa. Ya Go Meechi, Ya Go Meechi Wa." Quietly and slowly, Drago opened the door, creaking just loud enough for Uncle to hear it.
Uncle woke up abruptly, running to the entrance of his shop. Uncle made a sharp turn in front of the doorframe leading into the main entrance. Slowly, cautiously he turned his head to face the slightly ajar door. The wind blew the door just a few more inches open, for Uncle to see the intruder. His eyes widened, jaw dropped, and his figure trembled seeing the same scarlet demonic eyes engulf him, sending piercing glares at the old man. "Uncle h-has the w-w-willies!" Said Uncle cowaardly, as his body started shaking rapidly.
And that was my first chapter! :-D I hope you enjoyed! I promise you I will finish this story, beginning from end. I also promise this is going to be a series of books! Well I'll try to spend as much time as I can on the computer for you guys! Please R&R!
-Drago'sGirl324