Other Elements.
Summary: In the Chinese mythology, the four basic elemental powers were not the only ones in existence. Lightning has been revealed, but has remained untrained for ten years.
However, "Other Elements" can also be taken in a non-literal context...
A spawn of evil has awoken and he wants to explore the world after another one-hundred years of unwilling sleep.
Author's Note: This story will contain KimikoXClay, RaimundoXOC, and ChaseXOC. The rating may change too, depending on how discriptive I make it. One OC belongs to me and the other to my friend, Shayla. Also, this entire story is heavily based off of a roleplay said friend and I are doing; so it may seem a bit silly and OOC sometimes. But we do our best to keep everyone in character. I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for reading!
The Xiaolin Dragons are important members of the temple, but that does not make them the only monks living in the sacred building. Their ranks of the other monks may not be as great as that of the dragons', but that does not mean that they do not exist. One was a young girl who, like a few of the other monks, was orphaned and brought to the temple by one of the masters. She did not pity herself for not knowing her parents, for she was happy within the walls. There was no need for her to wonder who they were or why they abandoned her before she could barely form a sentence. Life as a monk made her feel like a grown woman and that was good enough for her.
Omi had spoken with this girl many times, but when the three other Xiaolin Dragons arrived, their time together became short and rare. They both knew their duties to the temple were more important than idle chit-chat, but this did not stop them from staying friends.
One day, after all the chores were done, Omi went into the kitchen and began making two small lunches. No Shen Gong Wu had revealed itself and his three companions were off doing their own activities. It was the perfect day to visit Chris. With a big grin on his face and both lunch boxes in hand, the boy made his way to the temple's library.
He found her sitting in a meditative stance in front of the circular doors, doing her duty as a scroll guardian. Instinctively, he walked up to her quietly before declaring loudly, "Good afternoon Chris!"
The girl let out a surprised squeak as her body jumped involuntarily from the sudden disturbance. "Omi! You almost scared me to death!" she placed a hand on her chest, feeling the quickness of her heart. The girl was close to eleven years old, almost three years older than Omi, and had her brown hair pulled back in a short ponytail.
"I am most sorry Chris, I didn't mean to scare you. I brought you lunch!" The short boy held out the two lunchboxes with a smile.
A familiar voice began to chuckle close by, making the short monk look around for the source. A taller boy, around thirteen years old with tanned skin, was leaning up against a wall with his arms crossed. "You two are soooo cute..." he stated in a sarcastic tone, "Why not get married already?"
"Raimundoooo...!" Omi growled at his fellow Xiaolin Dragon.
Chris bowed to the tanned boy to acknowledge his higher rank. Temple life had sheltered her from many things that were a common occurrence in the outside world, making her ignorant to Raimundo's sarcasm. "Even if I wanted to marry Omi, Xiaolin Dragon of Wind, I am prohibited from it. My duty is to the scrolls only," she gestured to the large library doors before adding, "Besides...Omi's too short for me."
Raimundo burst into laughter while Omi's jaw dropped. "I'm too short...!" His little lips began to quiver from the statement.
Feeling guilty for hurting her friend's feelings, Chris smiled nervously at him and patted his bald head. "Well, for now you are. But you may grow in a few years! You and I may even start bleeding together!"
At this, Raimundo stopped laughing and had more of a surprised look on his face, "What?"
Omi, however, had no idea what the girl was talking about and turned to his teammate. "Bleeding?"
"Uh...why don't you just go eat your lunch," It was more of an order than a suggestion as the wind dragon gave the short boy a gentle push.
"But-"
"No 'buts'! Go eat!"
Omi looked at him suspiciously before asking, "Do you know about this 'bleeding'?"
"No!" Raimundo's face was beginning to take on a red tint as he kept pushing the bald boy, "D-don't worry about it right now! Just eat your lunch!"
"But I want to be prepared for this 'bleeding'!" Omi stated, planting his feet firmly on the ground. He could be stubborn when he wanted to be and today was one of those days. It was starting to irritate Raimundo, until he got an idea.
"Why don't you ask Kimiko?" The Brazilian grinned widely, "She knows all about that!"
"Really?"
"Oh yeah!" Raimundo gave a thumbs up and watched as the boy ran off to find the fire dragon of their team with an excited grin on his face.
Omi found the Japanese girl in one of the courtyards, talking away on her cellphone while playing her hand-held game system. Without another thought, he ran up to her and began jumping up and down in front of her. "Kimiko! Kimiko! Kimiko!"
She rolled her eyes a bit before saying to the phone, "I'll call you back girl, the monk wants something." She hung up the cell phone before putting it down next to her.
"Kimiko! I have something to ask you!" Omi could not wipe away the excited smile on his face at the possibility of knowing about this "bleeding".
"What's up Omi?" She asked, crossing her legs a little impatiently.
The boy began to explain straight from the beginning, "Sooo...I was about to eat lunch with my friend, Chris, when Raimundo interrupted us and told us to get married. But Chris was like 'Noo! Omi's too short!'. And I was like, 'Too short!' and she was like, 'Yeah! But maybe in a few years you'll get taller and maybe we'll even start bleeding together!' But I don't understand! What does she mean by 'bleeding'?"
Kimiko paused, trying to let herself catch up with the boy's speedy explanation, but also at the fact that he was talking about a girl's period.
For a while she did not speak and it was making Omi nervous. "Raimundo told me to ask you! Should I be afraid?" The girl had a temper that flared almost as easily as her element and the little monk did not want to be caught in it because of Raimundo.
The girl did her best to keep her temper down, realizing that this was not Omi's fault. "Did he? Okay Omi," she stood up and shoved her cellphone in between her sash and robes, "I'll go talk with Rai about that. In the meantime, just go eat your lunch with your friend. I'll be back in a few minutes..." She did her best to not show her anger, but her stomps did suggest it as did her mumbling.
The monk made a pouting look after not receiving a valid answer. "Fine..." He returned to Chris and sat next to her. "Kimiko said she would return with an answer later. Shall we eat our lunch?"
Kimiko found Raimundo very quickly and stormed up to him. "Raimundo we need to talk, NOW!" She grabbed the collar of his robes when he turned around, baring her teeth at him.
"We do?" At first he had no idea why she was angry until it all came rushing back. "Ooooh...that..." He gave her a weak smile, praying she'd go easy on him.
"Yes THAT!" She practically snarled at him. "Why'd you tell him to ask ME! That's a 'girls only' issue that he doesn't need to know!"
The boy shrugged, "It was a joke...?
"...Joke...?" She blinked before the rage began to boil. "JOKE! You think bleeding for five days in a row WITH agonizing cramps and random mood swings is a JOKE!" She began shaking him like a rag doll, "PERIODS ARE NOT A JOKE!"
He was able to get out of her grip and push her away slowly, "Of course not...now make me a sandwich!" Before the girl could strangle him, Raimundo pulled out a gray and black cloak from his robes. "Shroud of Shadows!" He whipped the cloak around himself and disappeared. The girl stood still for a moment before steam came out of her ears.
"RAIMUNDO YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!"
"See!" Omi pointed at the hotdog that Chris had pulled from the lunchbox, "Kimiko taught me how to make it look like a squid!" One end of the hotdog had been cut into eight thin strips but were still attached to that part that had not been cut. "Isn't it cute?" The boy beamed, feeling proud of himself for manipulating food in such a way.
The girl grinned and nodded, "It is cute! Does it taste like squid too?" She took a bite out of the hotdog and her eyes widened in surprise. It was definitely not squid meat, but it was delicious. "What is this made from?"
"It comes from swine!" Omi answered.
"Swine is goooood," Chris muttered before taking another bite and another until it was gone. "That was food from one of your friend's cultures, right?" She asked curiously.
Omi swallowed his mouthful before answering, "Yes! My good friend Clay! He has a farm with beef cows, and little doggies, and good ol' swine!"
While the two were eating, Raimundo had walked in with the Shroud of Shadows still hiding him. He had heard the two talk and he could not resist the opportunity to pull another prank. Very quickly, he took off the shroud and stuffed it back in his robes before going up to the two monks. "You two better hope you don't get swine flu!"
"Swine flu?" Omi blinked in confusion.
Raimundo's voice sounded concerned, but he could not stop the occasional smile that appeared during his speech. "You haven't heard? It makes you go crazy, and you grow a pig tail, and nose! Eventually you turn into a pig! And when that happens, the food police come and squish you into that!" He pointed at the half-eaten hotdog in Omi's hand, while biting the inside of his cheeks to stop the laugh that threatened to escape at the sight of the bald kid's face. "That's right..." Raimundo continued, "you're eating...PEOPLE!"
Chris sat still for a long time before mumbling, "I ate a...person?" Her face turned green and her stomach began to churn uncomfortably. "E-excuse me please..." She stood up with a hand covering her mouth as she ran towards the closest bush outside.
While Raimundo was having his fun, Kimiko peered around the corner and pulled out a golden star with a red gem in the middle. "Star Hanabi, fire!" She whispered before a small trail of fire came out of the gem, heading towards Raimundo's backside.
The flames caught onto the fabric of his robes, catching his butt on fire. The Brazilian jumped from the sudden heat and began to yelp, "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" He ran around, trying to pat out the fire with his hands. "My butt's on fire!"
"Serves you right," Kimiko called out to him before approaching Omi, who was laughing at the sight. "Omi, hotdogs aren't made from people who have turned into pigs. And swine flu doesn't turn you into a pig, it just makes you really sick."
"Oh...good," The bald monk looked back at the still-on-fire Raimundo before asking, "Should I put him out?"
The black-haired girl watched the boy running around for a moment, "Hmmm...wait a little bit, this is fun to watch."
The short boy smiled, "It is most fun."
"I...OW! Heard that you jerks! Ow, ow, ow!" Raimundo hollered, still trying to extinguish the flame himself, making the two onlookers laugh at his misfortune.
"Okay, maybe now you should put him out. Master Fung might get mad," Kimiko said.
"Aww...okay," Omi pulled out a blue orb that was bigger than his hands and muttered, "Orb of Tornami..." A little hole opened in the orb and a sudden wave of water shot out of the hole, extinguishing the fire on the tan boy's butt.
"AH!" Raimundo exclaimed at the sudden cold, but relaxed immediately at the relief, "Aaaah..."
Now that the amusement was gone, the fire dragon's anger for him returned. She crossed her arms and grumbled, "Suddenly, I'm mad at him again..."
A girl groaned and Chris stumbled back to her post, still feeling woozy from the recent vomiting. Omi went to help her, "Are you okay?"
She looked at him with a sad expression on her face, "You told me hotdogs were made from swine..."
"They are!" Omi defended himself, "Raimundo was just pulling our leashes!"
"Jerking your chains, Omi..." The tan boy corrected him.
"We have chains?" Chris looked at him in bewilderment.
"No...it's just a saying," Kimiko explained.
"Oh..."
Raimundo crossed his arms and shook his head, "Geez, you two really should get married. You're perfect for each other!"
The scroll guardian placed her hand on Omi's head before raising it up to her own. "Too. Short."
A long, green dragon slithered into the scene quickly with a large scroll tucked under his arm. A larger boy, dressed as a cowboy, followed the creature to the small group. "Guys, guys!" Dojo, the dragon, called for their attention, "A new Shen Gong W—why does Raimundo have a burnt hole in his pants?"
"Woah, nelly!" Clay exclaimed, "That thing's paler than the moon!"
The tan boy groaned and blushed in embarrassment, shifting himself so no one else would see.
"He deserved it," Kimiko said with a mischievous grin. "What's the Wu this time, Dojo?"
The dragon opened the scroll and pointed to the moving pictures inside of an ink circle. "Yui's Globe! Once you shake it up, a blizzard forms around you!" In the picture, a monk held a snow globe in his hands. The monk shook it and immediately a blizzard formed around him before showing a picture of the monk's opponent shivering from the cold.
A shrug came from Kimiko, "Should be easy to find as long as it's not in an antique shop."
"Raimundo, go change your pants and then let's go!" The green dragon ordered before slithering outside to shape-shift into his larger form.
When everyone was ready, Chris bowed to them all respectfully, "Good luck on your journey, mighty dragons! And may you all be successful!" Though she wished them good fortune, she could not help but wish to be with them. Not for the sake of adventure, but to see the outside world. The temple would always be her home, but it would be nice to see other cultures once in a while.
With all four of the Xiaolin Dragons on board, Dojo flew away, leaving behind only a small gust of wind.