Chapter 1: The Pyramid Prism

Chase Young stood, gazing down from the mountain at the Xiaolin temple below. He had his hand on a tiger's head, rain streaming off his armor. A flash of lightening lit up his features. "I've got to get that old monk out of the way. The only question is how."

In the temple below, Omi, Clay, Raimundo and Kimiko were scrubbing floors. The downpour that had been going on for a week, was flooding the rooms. "Two weeks and not a single wu. Man, this is, like, not fair." Raimundo complained as he scrubbed a particularly tough stain.

"Errrrrrrrragh! I swear, every time I think I'm done mopping up an area, more water shows up!" Kimiko threw down the mop in frustration.

"It would be better if the rain just stopped coming in." Clay commented, wiping sweat from his his forehead.

"That is it!" Omi exclaimed, thrusting a finger in the air. He trotted out of the room and returned a few seconds later with towels. He placed them under the doors to block the coming water.

"Hey, why didn't we think of that?" Raimundo asked Clay.

Omi answered, "That is because you are not me."

Raimundo rolled his eyes. Then he bent back over his work.

Dojo burst into the room holding the scroll. "Looks like we've got one." The four of them gathered around and peered excitedly at the picture. It showed the person holding a small pyramid and another person using a Shen Gong Wu against him. The one with the wu fired it and the pyramid absorbed it. As it absorbed it, it pulled the person in as well. "Well, well. the Pyramid Prism. It traps whomever you want and slowly breaks them down. If someone uses a wu against it, it absorbs the energy and draws the user in, giving you the wu they were using."

"Then we've gotta get there before Jack and Wuya! If they get this one, it could be the end for us!" Kimiko said with determination. They others nodded and they got on Dojo's back. No one noticed Chase step out from the shadows, a satisfied smirk on his face.

MANY MILES AWAY, AND A LITTLE WHILE LATER

"Are we getting close?" Kimiko shouted over the noise of the wind.

"I think so!" Dojo answered, squinting ahead.

"Wh-h-her-r-r-re ar-r-re w-w-we?" Raimundo asked, rubbing his shoulders.

"Siberia, I reckon." Clay answered, holding his hat on.

Dojo landed with a thump, shrinking to his small size. The four dragons looked around, surrounded by flurries of swirling snow. "There!" Raimundo exclaimed as he pointed to a piece of ice. The Pyramid Prism threw off an ensemble of colorful light, though the colors appeared dark. It sat, perfectly innocent, yet deadly, encased in its glistening prison of frozen water.

"Better not use any wu to melt the ice. We don't want anyone get'n sucked in." Clay said slowly. "Seismic Kick!" He brought his foot down hard on the ground in front of the ice. It shattered, leaving the Pyramid resting atop a pedestal of ice. He reached for it, but turned just in time to see Jack and Wuya arrive, followed by an army of Jackbots.

"Dragon Excumae Formation!" they shouted, as they shifted into position. The battle had begun. From the other side of the ice chunk, Chase stepped out. The battle raged on furiously about him, but he payed it no mind. He picked up the Pyramid Prism and replaced it with an ordinary prism. Then he vanished from the scene. Seconds later, the battle had ended, Jackbot pieces littering the ground. Clay reached over and picked up the prism.

"No! This wu is mine!" Jack said, making a lunge for it. Clay sidestepped easily and let Jack slide into the pedestal that had held the Pyramid Prism. While Jack was pulling his head out of the ice, the four dragons jumped on Dojo's back and retreated. Finally bringing his head out, Jack stood up and prepared to go after them.

Wuya held out a tentacle to stop him. "Let them go Jack."

"But, but that wu was supposed to be mine!" Jack whined.

Chase's substitute had not gone unnoticed as he had thought. Wuya, with no part in the fighting, had seen him. But she did not feel that she needed to share this information with Jack. "They won't be able to use it. Besides, we can always steal it from them later." she said without revealing that she knew anything else.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. The next will be mine though." he said with determination.

BACK AT THE TEMPLE

The Xiaolin warriors entered the Temple, cautiously. Something did not feel right. There was a chill in the air, and despite the rain, the Temple looked relatively dry. "This is totally not fair. We spent hours mopping up the water and someone can do it in minutes. You think they could've told us how. " Raimundo pouted.

"Perhaps Master Fung can enlighten us." Omi suggested. They others shrugged and followed him into the temple. Everything inside the temple had vanished, including the water, which was now flooding in again. "Master Fung?" Omi asked of the silent temple walls.

Dojo examined the floor closely. "Yep. Just as I thought. This looks like the work of the Pyramid Prism. Used by a highly inexperienced person, because they didn't know how to focus the energy. Although I'm not sure how that's possible, seeing how we've got the Shen Gong Wu."

"Jack Spicer!" Omi exclaimed. "He has dragged an exchange upon us!"

"You mean 'pulled a switch'. And I don't know how he could have done it. You were fighting him the whole time." Kimiko gently reminded Omi.

"Omi is right. This ain't the real Pyramid. Someone pulled a switch while we was fight'n. Look at this." Clay set the prism down on the ground and shot it with a blast from the Eye of Dashi. It didn't suck Clay in, but exploded instead.

"Who switched them out then? Couldn't be Wuya, she can't touch wu. Couldn't be Jack, he was was busy. Who else do we know that's on the Heylin side?" Raimundo mused aloud.

"Chase Young." they all said confidently.

"It's as obvious as a bull painted red, charging down the street." Clay said.

Only Omi and Dojo looked a little worried. "I just called him 'inexperienced'. I'm in his soup pot for sure now." Dojo nervously voiced his worries. Omi just shivered, wondering at Chase's plan. He was sure it involved him, and he knew it wouldn't be good.

"Oh Dojo." Kimiko started, "Do you really think we'd let him have you for soup?" she grabbed him and hugged him.

"Now all we need is a plan to get it back from Chase." Raimundo said, making it sound easier than it was going to be.

"It won't be easy. None of us, or all of us are no match for him." Clay reminded them all.

"But how will we get Master Fung out?" Kimiko asked.

"You use another Shen Gong Wu, one that won't allow you to get sucked in because it has a passive power." Dojo said thoughtfully. "I think it was the Crypt Key or something like that. I do remember that it doesn't reveal itself close to the time the Pyramid Prism. On the up side, It will take Master Fung a long time to break down. The stronger a person's chi, the longer they'll last. And if there is even a tiny bit of that chi left, that person can be fully brought out."

"Do you have any idea where this key might be, Dojo?" Clay asked.

"Nope. None whatsoever."

"Then I must go to Chase and ask for the Pyramid Prism." Omii finally spoke up.

They all looked at him.

"Dude, getting the Prism back won't help. We still can't get Master Fung out." Raimundo pointed out.

"Rai's right. You can't go and ask. You know that Chase will take advantage of it. And without you, we won't be able to find this key thing." Kimiko said persuasively, putting her hands on his shoulders and looking down around his shoulder.

"I must admit that Kimiko is correct. It would not be wise for me to sacrifice myself so pointlessly." Omi said, face serious.

IN CHASE'S LAIR

Chase had just observed this scene. His eye twitched. "Now that Dragon of Fire is interfering. I shall have to get rid of her as well." He looked back at the scene. The warriors were settling down to a rather sullen dinner. "Perhaps I shall drop in on her later this evening. This may be profitable." He backed into the shadows smiling.

If you think this follows the story line of the actual show, it does. Unintentionally. But, anyway, please leave a review and more Jack Spicer butt kicking to come.