A/N: Okay... so I totally spaced out on the "Jack's Trip" series. It was just TOO early to start the sequels. SO! I've done something else. This was started when I was JUST beginning the Jack's Trip story, and I was afraid that it wouldn't work. Now I see that I actually like it (after letting it sit for MONTHS ON END).
Welcome to "The Genisis Device", a story about the one and only Spicer heiress, Alexis J. Spicer, who only wants to know her father, and her teammates: Clay Bailey's daughter (Her mother will be discussed later, I want it to be a surprise), and Raimundo and Kimiko Pedrosa's twins; a girl and a boy. Later on, I will have pictures of everyone, as soon as I can download it to DeviantArt. So no worries!
Alright, ready? Go!
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Blast From The Future... To The Future
"HAAAAAAAAAHAAHAAHAA!!"
An evil laugh rung out through the courtyard. The young warriors put up a fighting stance, already tired out from the long battle. The evil one's smirk shone brightly against pale skin.
"AND NOW, I--"
"ENOUGH!" The Master of the temple, Master Omi, glared at the young warriors. "You know you aren't to fight on the grounds during meditation time!"
Suri and Rori Pedrosa turned to face him, putting their "fighting" hands down. "But we didn't even start it!" The two cried at the same time. They were almost identical, from their brown hair to their emerald greenish blue eyes, their height, and even their voices sometimes. There were only a few differences: Suri was a shy, introverted girl with short hair to her shoulders, shorter than her mother, Kimiko, usually had it, where as Rori was an outgoing, loud boy with even shorter hair, cut a little like his father Raimundo's, whom they both looked like.
And although they were twins, age 15, both had different fighting styles. Rori was more brash and fiery, and Suri was whimsical and breezy.
"I reckon' we was jus' playin' Master Omi, sir! HONEST!" A tiny girl with bright blonde hair that was a little longer than Rori's took a step forward. Betsy Bailey, or BeeBee as she was called by her friends, was a small, skinny girl for 14, but undeniably strong and unbelievably rough.
Master Omi looked around to the third girl of the group, a girl who held the air of someone who had been spoiled most of her life. A lanky, tall girl who's long red hair swirled around the small of her back as her unblinking anxious red eyes bore into Master Omi's calm ones.
"WHAT? I didn't even DO anything! Well... Okay, so I KINDA took the Shard of Lightning away from Suri, but she wasn't even PLAYING with it! SHIT!" She said, tossing the Shen Gong Wu on the ground in front of BeeBee, who jumped back, behind Rori. "You want an apology don't you? (sigh) FINE! I am SOOO FUCKIN' SORRY! HAPPY NOW?" She said, turning away from them all. She was the oldest, at 17, right after Master Omi.
"Alexis. You MUST learn to--"
"To WHAT?" Her voice shaking with insane laughter. "Control myself? Maybe use the power of my STILL dormant, godforsaken ELEMENT? Oh, that's right. I DON'T EVEN HAVE ONE!! GOD!" She said, throwing up her hands. Rori walked up to her. Despite her age, Rori almost bested her in height. Almost.
"Lexis, you know Master Omi means well. Besides, maybe one day, you'll get your own element."
Lexis scrunched up her mouth, grinding her teeth together. "Sure. Ror. I'LL get my own element. ONE. DAY." He could tell that she was boiling inside. And sure, she wasn't the best fighter. But she was the only one who could get up and keep coming back after being hit by powerful blasts by ANY of the Chosen Dragon Apprentices.
Rori backed away. Just by looking at him, one would think he was a major skater boy, with baggy blue shorts and thick black skater shoes, no socks. His shirt was a short sleeved green one that hung off his skinny frame. His wrists held twin black wristbands, and from his neck dangled a thin golden chain.
It was Suri's turn. "Come on, Lex. You know we all mean well." Alexis rolled her eyes, and Suri's warm gaze found her eye makeup. No one ever knew why she wore it, falling down her left cheek like it did. But no one could see her without it, either. She wore a burgundy v-neck tank top that exposed a bit of cleavage, and all of her flat stomach. On her arms were purple arm covers, and her pants were black and baggy with dark maroon patches on the knees, that fell so low, one could see dark blue boxers underneath, and could just barely make out her black boots. On her neck was a plain black choker, and a brown band with a blue screen curled around her thin wrist. No one knew what that was for, either.
Her favorite thing, though, was a small silver ring with the initials JS and MF, and a tiny blue stone on the top, which she wore on her right hand; ring finger.
Suri was unsurprisingly lighter clad than Lexis. Her shirt was a light blue tee that exposed her belly button which was sometimes a funny thing to wear in class: It was against the rules to show your midriff. She wore white shorts above her light blue sandals. A small blue ribbon tied on top of her head and a silver chain around her wrist completed her outfit. "Thanks, Sur, but... you know, I just don't think that it's really working. Master O. sir, I wanna go home."
"Butcha cain't go home yit! We're not done trainin'! An' we need you t' be th' baid guy!" BeeBee pleaded, her voice squealing a little more than slightly, tugging on the older girls pants and making them fall down a bit more. BeeBee was wearing a dark brown button up, with a black tee shirt that showed underneath, that hung below her Capri clad knees. Her thick brown boots were covered and caked in mud, and came just below her socks, which rose above her ankles. On her hands were very old, very worn gloves, that once belonged to her father. Lexis hitched up her pants, tightening her belt a bit. BeeBee had always considered Lexis something of a big sister, and Lexis, no matter how much of a front she put up, hated to disappoint her.
"Look, Beeb's. I'll be back tomorrow. But for now, I just can't stay here. I PROMISE, though, I'll be back. Good?"
BeeBee looked up at the red head. "'Kay. I guess I cain't stop yah. But cha SURE you'll be back temorrah?" Lexis pulled out her cell phone, sparing a quick glance back at her and winking.
"Yes. I'm sure."
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"Yes, Gramma, I'm sure I wanna come home... Yes, right now... YES! Get someone to pick me up RIGHT NOW! ... You OR Grandaddy. I don't care. ... Yes, I'm coming back tomorrow, whatever. ... FINE! AHH!" She yelled, slamming shut the small cell phone.
"Alexis. What is the matter, my child?"
Lexis turned around and slammed her phone on the ground, luckily, it was a tough little thing and didn't break. "God-FUCKING-DAMMIT! I am NOT YOUR DAMN CHILD! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!" She crouched down and put her hands over her head, and practiced her deep breathing exercises. The room stayed quiet for a while, the only noise was the seemingly echoing silence.
"...Master Omi? You... you knew my dad, didn't you? You... were here with my dad, weren't you?" She asked, pausing between phrases.
Master Omi smiled and nodded. "Indeed I did. Alexis Spicer, your father was just like you. Or, should I say, you take VERY MUCH after your father. In fact, he's why you have the mark under your eye, I presume?"
Alexis touched the small marking under her eye. "I saw a picture of him... It looked like that. I wanted it to look just like his." Omi nodded wisely.
"I think he would have wanted to you to have it. To make it a lasting symbol of him on you." Lexis gingerly touched the mark under her eye again.
"Master Omi? I don't understand. What happened to him?"
Omi shut his eyes. "That much... you are not ready to know. What spurred this sudden hunger for knowledge, Alexis?"
She shrugged. "I was thinking about him. I wonder... sometimes, if he had powers, like... lightning, which is really cool, or Shadows. Or metal, and make giant spikes rise from the earth. Even wood, I'd be happy with that. Me... I have nothing. I'm a nothing."
Omi put a small hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry I do not have the answers you seek." Lexis stood up and closed her eyes.
"Well, then. I'll need to talk to him." She said, turning to walk away.
Omi stared after her. "But Alexis, your father is dead."
"Yeah, I know that, ass." She muttered the last word under her breath. "All I have to do is invent something to let me go back in time to see him, considering the only Shen Gong Wu that allowed us to do so was broken. And then... I'll save his life. Quick, Cheese head, when did he die?" Omi raised an eyebrow, and she smiled apologetically. "Eheh. Please tell me when did he die?" Master Omi looked out to the window, staring for what seemed to be ages. Lexis danced from foot to foot, until he spoke again.
"It is not wise to interfere in the things of the past. They may have a negative effect on your, or all of our futures. However, I will tell you what you need to know. I have a feeling you would find out, even if I didn't tell you."
Lex gave an approving nod. "I'll hand it to yah Master Omi. You're right with that one, right thurr." Omi waited a while, before finally answering.
"March 13th. 2008. The day Jack Spicer died"