I'm back! Hi! XD Before I was a member on this site, I wrote a few Xiaolin Showdown fics, and this was the first one I thought was any good. I hope you enjoy it!

This is in no way related to my Fatal Attraction trilogy. Though, I suppose you could say it happened before, since the monks are Dragon Apprentices in this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown, or Indiana Jones. The title of this and many instances and a few lines do not belong to me.

Rated T for violence and peril

CH. 1

The four monks wearily flopped down in the clearing, in front of a small fire Kimiko had made. The dark woods around them were alive with the noises of insects.

"Talk about a long day," Clay said. "I don't think I've had to walk this much since . . .ever."

Omi crossed his arms. "If Dojo hadn't hit that plane, we wouldn't have to walk!"

The dragon glared at him. "It was an accident!"

Kimiko shook her head. "You can't fly good Dojo, just admit it."

"Never," Dojo said.

Master Fung had been hearing stories from Bangkok. Stories of children disappearing from surrounding villages. He sent the monks with Dojo to find the problem and see if there was anything they could do about it.

The area was jungle-filled and the people poor. It was an odd place to find four multi-racial monks.

Raimundo looked up at a hill in the distance, making out the slight shape of a curving castle. "It shouldn't be too long now. You can already see the palace."

Clay sighed. "I can see the Moon, too, but it don't mean I can get there."

Kimiko smiled. "At least not with Dojo's transportation."

They all laughed. Dojo rolled his eyes and curled up to sleep.

"Oh, we're just playing with you," she said. "We're friends, right?" She held out her hand. "Forever."

Raimundo put his hand on top of hers, followed by Omi and Clay. Dojo sighed, then did the same.

"Forever," they echoed.

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The next day they made it to Bangkok Palace around noon. Apparently, Master Fung had sent word of their arrival and they were greeted warmly. The palace was all marble and silk, with dark-skinned men and women who wore colorful garbs. During dinner they were given a chance to ask questions in front of the ruler, the Maharaja, who looked to be the same age as the monks.

"Excuse me," Omi said as conversation quieted down. "Perhaps we can ask you a few questions, your majesty."

Dojo, on Kimiko's shoulder, looked at her. "The Maharaja is young."

She smiled. "Isn't he cute?"

Raimundo and Clay rolled their eyes.

The Maharaja nodded. "Go ahead, warrior."

"We have been hearing that children have been taken from your villages," Omi said. "Is there a reason you know of?"

One man snapped, "We don't know the cause, but we are looking into it."

The Maharaja said, "It's okay, I am not offended."

"Well," Clay sighed. "What about the ancient customs?"

"No!" the Maharaja shouted. "Those were long ago. I use to think they were just stories to frighten children, but then I leaned that they were real, and those people did unspeakable things. I'm ashamed of what happened, and I promise you it will never happen again, in my kingdom."

Clay nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Uh," Raimundo smiled. "For those of us that don't know, what went on?"

There was a long pause.

"Horrible things," a man finally answered. "Torture and blood. But know this, they had been looking for sacred stones said to possess great power."

Raimundo was curious as to who "they" were, but he made a mental note to ask later.

Once dinner was finished the monks found their rooms to be large and richly decorated. The boys shared one room, and Kimiko and Dojo had the other.

"This is the life," Raimundo said, laying back on the bed. "Lots of food, soft underwear, and a real bed."

"Hey, I gotta use the restroom," Clay announced. "Be right back." He walked out the door.

In the other room, Kimiko was laying her outfits on the bed to plan what to wear the next day. She felt a soft breeze pass by her. She looked up, startled.

"You feel that?" Dojo asked.

Kimiko nodded as it came again. She followed where she believed it came from and found a statue of a lady carved into the wall.

Frowning, she pushed on it and it went back to reveal a dark rock tunnel.

"Oh, sweet!" Kimiko gasped. "Stay here, Dojo, I'll get the boys."

She ran across the hall and into their room.

"Where's Clay?" she asked.

Raimundo sat up. "He went to take a dump. What is it?"

She smiled. "I found a secret passage! C'mon, we can come back for Clay."

They ran into her room and stared into the darkness. Cold air came from inside, slightly ruffling all of their hair except for Omi's.

"This is most mysterious," Omi said. "Where do you suppose it leads?"

Kimiko walked forward. "Only one way to find out."

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