ronfan: Hello, and welcome to my first Xiaolin Showdown fic. As you would know if you've read any of my other stuff, I normally have a conversation with a character. So, here tonight is my cousin Jack Spicer!

Jack: Hey, E. 'Sup, readers?

ronfan: As you all don't know, this is a self insertion fic of me and my siblings. The descriptions are accurate, but the last names are changed.

Jack: Yeah! Now you're related to me!

ronfan: All the more reason to be mean to you. Now do the disclaimer or I will place the beat-down upon you, Jackie-poo.

Jack: whimperSad as it may be,Emily doesn't own Xiaolin Showdown. She would really like that. And don't call me Jackie-poo.

ronfan: Whatever you say, Jackie-poo. Now, without further ado, the story!

Chapter 1: Dragon of Light

"Guys, I don't understand. What was Jack talking about?" asked Raimundo. He, Kimiko, Clay, and Omi were hanging out in the Temple yard. They were discussing the latest Xiaolin Showdown with Jack Spicer, involving, peanut butter, an elephant, and the latest Shen-Gong-Wu, the Extending Rod.

"Well, I don't understand how a skinny wimp can harness the power of the Wind, but we don't all have answers, now do we?" said someone. Everyone looked around in alarm and saw a boy coming towards them. He had square glasses, curly red hair, faded jeans, and an OU t-shirt on.

"Why you little…" said Rai, fists raised.

"Ooh!" interrupted the boy, grabbing Clay's hat and jamming it on his head. "Nice hat."

"Aw, c'mon, now!" yelled Clay, grabbing his hat with one hand and picking up the boy with the other.

"Hey, lemme go, I'm only ten!" yelled the boy.

"Well, I'm 14 and bigger then you, so tough."

"Well, it seems he really is a dragon. Dragon of Light," said Master Fung.

"I have to let him go? Aw…" said Clay, reluctantly releasing him.

"What is your name, young one?"

"Will Spicer."

"Spicer?" asked Kimiko. "As in Jack Spicer?"

Will sighed. "Will Spicer, brother to Emily Spicer, cousin to Jack Spicer. Every Christmas, he'd come and lord his new toys over me…"

"What's that ya said about a sister?" asked Clay.

"Oh yeah," said Will, looking awkward for the first time. "My sister."

"Is she a dragon?" asked Rai.

"Yeah, Dragon of Darkness."

"Well?" asked Clay. "Where is she?"

"We…parted ways about a week ago."

"Wher'd she go?"

"She…she went Haylin, okay? Followed our cousin and went bad. She even has the swirly eye goggles, jus like dearest cousin Jack." Will made a face. "She even has the fang eye make-up."

"What?" asked Clay, alarmed. "A Haylin Dragon? She didn't even get to know us."

"Yeah!" said Rai. "That's like what I did, only worse."

"Well, it wasn't my choice. She was the one who snuck off in the dead of night to stay with dearest cousin Jackie."

"So, how old is this dear sister of yers?" asked Clay.

"13, and bossy."

"Wow, she's my age!" said Rai.

"Don't get any ideas, Rai, she's my age too," said Kimiko.

"And you're my age!" yelled Omi. "We can play—"

"and run—" yelled Will.

"and train—"

"and eat!"

"This'll be great!" they both yelled.

Kimiko sighed. "Great. Another one."

"So, care t' show us yer powers?" asked Clay.

"Sure," said Will. "LIGHT!" he yelled, and threw his hands up. They were instantly surrounded in a bright, white light and when it let up, Will was gone.

"Where did my new friend go?" asked Omi.

"Pst. Everyone. Up here," said a voice. Everyone looked up and saw Will, sitting astride a ceiling support beam. He grabbed a vertical beam and slid down. "It's fun!"

"So, young one, you momentarily blind people, then the light powers you up to the ceiling?"

"Or anywhere else close by." He smiled. "It's great for hide and seek."

"Guys, guys!" yelled Dojo, slithering into the room. "Who's this? Never mind. New Shen-Gong-Wu!"

Kimiko opened up the scroll. "The Screaming Siren. It allows the wearer to produce the most horrid screech in the world!"

"All right! Let's get joggy with it!" cried Omi.

"That's 'jiggy'," said Rai.

"That too!"

ronfan: Eh? Eh?

Jack: Eh. It was okay.

ronfan: Jack, you hurt my feelings.

Jack: It would have been better had I been in it.

ronfan: We'll see what my readers say. R & R, people! Prove Jack wrong!

Jack: glares No flames, please. That's my job.