Xiaolin Showdown: It Goes On

A/N: This is my first fan fiction work. Hope this pleases the masses. Please review and tell me how I'm doing.:)

Disclaimer: Please don't sue! I have do not own or work on the show Xiaolin Showdown. I'm just a super fan and an art major, so you know I have no money.

Chapter One: Heart of Youth

Omi balanced his body on his head, his usual meditation position (and sleeping position for that matter). After Raimundo was made Shoku warrior, he had been questioning his abilities. Not that he did not have faith in Raimundo, most of the time, but time and time again he felt he had proven himself to be the best and now that was not the case.

When thoughts like these invaded his mind, Omi would meditate. He knew he shouldn't have these thoughts for it was the same downfall that brought Chase Young to the Heylin side. Unfortunately, Omi found he was meditating far more than usual due to his uneasiness.

Dojo broke the silence as he rushed in carrying the Shen Gong Wu scroll. The others trailed in behind him.

"Come on, kiddo, I'm sensing a new shen gong wu just activate!" Dojo opened the scroll. "It's the Heart of Youth."

"The Heart of Youth?" Kimiko pushed her way forward, grabbing the scroll.

"Hey!" the dragon complained.

"Whoa! Check it. This shen gong wu turns your opponent into a young child." Kimiko moved so the others could see the figures demonstrating the power of the newly activated wu.

"Not much of a weapon against the forces of evil," Raimundo said.

"One should never doubt the power of any shen gong wu." Master Fung entered quietly. "What may seem unimportant in one way may be important in another."

"Did any of you get that?" Raimundo turned to the others in hope of an explanation.

"I reckon, he means a wu is a wu and no matter how… unusual it seems, it's our job to get it," Clay pondered.

"Well, actually-" Master Fung began.

"Oh, yes, that is clearly the point Master Fung was trying to make," Omi said. "Do not fret, Raimundo. I'm sure you will one day understand the wise allegories of Master Fung, but I do not expect you to understand as well as I."

"Thank you, Omi, I feel so relieved," Raimundo said behind gritted teeth.

"You are most welcome, my friend," Omi smiled.

"Uh, right," Dojo said, looking from the vein throbbing on Raimundo's forehead to Omi's innocent smile. "Not that I don't enjoy these little tea parties, but don't you think we should be retrieving the shen gong wu?"

"Yes! There is little time to waste. Time to meet the pedal with the metal!" Omi exclaimed, jumping up at once.

"That's 'put the pedal to the metal'," Kimiko corrected.

"Oh yes, that, too," Omi nodded.


Meanwhile, in the dark lair of one evil boy genius, Jack Spicer was found once again toying with his robots. Covered in oil, Jack loosened one bolt only to be sprayed with more oil.

As he reached for a cloth to wipe off the excess motor oil, his watch began to beep.

"Yes! My patent pending Wu Watch is detecting a new shen gong wu! Jack-bots! Move out!" Adding his signature evil laughter to the end, Jack flew out on his heli-pack.


The four Xiaolin warriors searched long and hard for the Heart of Youth, but came with nothing.

"As you would say, I have found kiss bum," Omi said, lowering his head in shame.

"Bumpkins," Raimundo said, with a roll of his eyes.

"No, I think he had it right the first time," said Jack Spicer, hovering up above the bushes. "As in kiss mine, Xiaolin losers!"

"Jack! Don't you ever get tired of losing?" Kimiko yelled over the humming of the heli-pack.

"Not this time, baby. New and improved Jack-bots, ATTACK!" Jack commanded.

The four stood in battle stance, awaiting an attack. The area remained clear and the warriors began to burst out in laughter.

"What? Did you program your robots to get a clue, Jack?" Kimiko laughed.

"I must say, that's more pathetic than a mule in a rodeo." Clay whooped. At that, Clay was pushed to the ground.

"Oomph! Hey!"

"Clay, I am unsure of your new tactic to belittle Jack Spicer," Omi said questionably.

Omi was suddenly shoved down. Coughing up grass, he turned to see his assailant, but saw no one.

"What's going on?" Raimundo questioned as he touched backs with Kimiko to get a scope of the area.

"Allow me to introduce you to my invisible Jack-bots!" Jack cackled.

"If only you could make yourself invisible," Kimiko taunted, pulling out a black shiny cloth. "Shroud of Shadows!"

"Falcon's Eye!" Raimundo yelled.

Raimundo saw Kimiko smash two robots to rumble. He jumped and kicked one to dust as three made their way to Omi and Clay.

"Behind you, guys," Raimundo called.

"Kaijin Charm! Shimo Staff!"

"Longhorned Taurus! Big Bang Meteorang!"

Omi spilt one of the Jack-bots in half and Clay's boomerang sliced through the last two.

"Prepare yourself, Jack…Spicer?" Omi dropped his stance to find that Spicer had already left.

"Oh, I feel most played," Omi sighed, as the others exchanged depressed looks.


"Ha, ha! Jack Spicer, Evil Emperor of Darkness, wins!" Jack cried out, triumphantly to no on in particular.

He looked around his empty evil lair.

"Well, you'll never leave me." He hugged one of his Jack-bots.

"How touching," a voice said from behind.

"Silk Spitter!" cried a startled Jack.

"Reversing Mirror!"

Jack found himself packed tightly in a web casing. He fell to his knees as the flesh and blood Wuya walked down the flight of stairs.

"Now that's how a lady should be greeted," she smirked, tracing a finger over his cheek.

"Wuya? Jack-bots-!"

"Silk Spitter!" Wuya said after relieving Jack of his shen gong wu.

Jack's muffled cries from behind the new web mask were pathetic and weak.

"I heard you actually got yourself a new wu," Wuya purred.

An angry grunt came from the immobile Jack. Wuya ripped that gag off, causing Jack to give out a girlish scream.

"What's it to you, witch hag?" Jack repeated.

"Jack, I'm hurt. After all we've been through, you still feel the need for name calling." Wuya ruffled Jack's hair playfully.

"Back off! Before my Inviso-bots rip you to shreds," he barked.

Wuya stared down at him, expressionless. Her hand shot out to what appeared to be empty air. Sparks flew from what used to be an invisible robot, as Wuya extracted an essential part of the mechanical being and threw it aside.

"Eep," Jack squealed.

"Really, Jack?" Wuya scoffed.

"What'd you want, Wuya?" Jack asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Is it really hard to believe that I've come to team up with you?"

"Yes it is. What happen to Hannibal Bean and Chase Young?" Jack asked adding a mocking tone at the end.

"Chase is holding my powers captive and Hannibal is not a trustworthy villain, like you, Jack."

"Hey! I am so untrustworthy," Jack whined.

"Look," Wuya said, fed up with playing nice, "when I rule the world I want to make sure that I am not going to be double-crossed again. You are easier to control than Hannibal."

"What makes you think I'd agree to that?"

"Because I can give everything your heart desires," Wuya smirked.

"Pass. I want to rule the world, not play second fiddle to a witch hag who failed to hold on to power when she had it," Jack spat.

"Fine. Work with me and I promise not to tear you limb from limb."

"Well, when you put it that way…" Jack chuckled nervously.


At the Xiaolin Temple, the young warriors reflected on their defeat.

"Ugh! I can't believe we had our butts handed to us by Jack Spicer!" Raimundo complained, giving one of the training dummies a kick.

"That is most disgusting," Omi said, flipping across the lawn, perfecting a jump kick.

"It's just an expression, Omi," Kimiko said, while trying her hand at balancing on a tall wooden pole. "He means he can't believe Jack Spicer beat us, and I agree. Is it just me or does anyone miss the old Jack?" She jumped and landed gracefully on the pole ten feet away.

"Woo-wee, I'll say. Jack's become sneakier than a cow rustler on a dairy farm," Clay commented as he threw his lasso around.

"Next time he shall not be so lucky," Omi said, landing with a stern look upon his face.


Wuya stroked the Heart of Youth as the newly freed Jack sat across from her.

"So let me see if I have this straight, all you want is the Sphere of Yun?"

Wuya nodded giving him an evil smirk.

"Well, sorry sister, I don't have it. I thought Chase had it." Jack paused, putting the pieces together in his head. "Oh, no! No way! There is no chance I'm doing the tango with Chase. Been there and not doing it again."

"Relax, Jack. I may be able to call in a favor with Hannibal for that."

"So, what do you want me to do?" Jack asked.

"The only thing you're good at, cause a distraction for the Xiaolin warriors. I don't want them to meddle in my affairs."

Wuya felt a chill run down her spine. "Oh, you have the perfect opportunity. A new shen gong wu has revealed itself," she said gleefully.

On cue, Jack's watch began beeping. He activated his heli-pack, but turned back to Wuya.

"Before I go, why only the Sphere of Yun?"

"All in due time, Jack. Now leave before you make me angry," she hissed.

Jack laughed nervously, jetting off with his Jack-bots.

A/N: Whoa. Right? Review! ...please.