I'm really late for this fandom but I digress, my newest friend, RAZRMotors13 asked that I create a fanfiction for her favorite couple and well, that's why I'm here, I used to watch this when it was new but I kinda forgot about it because back then I never really thought about slash or anything like that, now that I'm older, it's much more obvious. Anyway, I found that I happen to like Jack/Raimundo a lot more than I thought I would, Jack being the DOMINATE one in the relationship, or at least when it comes to sex :-p
I do not own Xiaolin Showdown
Days Gone By
Rancorous wailing solos dominated the lair of Jack Spicer as he concentrated upon the latest addition to his already large robot army he was currently creating, so enticed with his machinery and making sure he had everything just right, he hadn't noticed that a certain Heylin witch had appeared from nowhere, her dark forest green eyes boring holes into the back of the oblivious teen's head as he rocked out to the horrid noise people considered music nowadays.
"Jack." she growled, the teen continued head-banging, letting out a feral growl, she shot a burst of magic at the noise maker causing Jack to shriek, jumping 10 feet in the air before pivoting upon his heel to look at the intruder,
"W-Wuya?" Jack stammered, shock evident upon his features, he began twiddling his thumbs, "What uh, what are you doing here?"
"I came to tell you that your latest performance within the Xiaolin Showdown was pitiful." the witch spat,
"So, I don't see what the big deal is," Jack groused, placing his goggles upon his forehead, leaning against the table behind him, "Besides, isn't that my you would call my usual performance?"
"Normally, but this time, it was worse!" Wuya exclaimed, "It was so bad that it actually hurt to watch! Even the Xiaolin Monks seemed to consider forfeiting the Wu to you! That's how bad it was!"
"Look, if you just came here to belittle me and nag me to death then you can see yourself out," Jack growled, turning to face his unfinished robot, "If not then get to the point sister, I have more important things to do with my time than listen to a hag like you."
The witch's painted lips pulled back into a feral snarl, baring her fangs at the red headed teen who remained oblivious to this action, the witch half considered throttling the little ingrate before she took a steadying breath - she came here to strike a deal with the pathetic boy and she was going to make sure she saw it through to the end, or at least until she tired of the useless villain's antics.
"Very well," Wuya breathed, "I came here to strike a deal with you."
"What is it this time?" Jack asked, rather annoyed, "World domination? A partnership? In case you haven't noticed, that hasn't exactly worked out for the best – besides, I don't need you, and I got my Jack-Bots to back me up. Isn't that right Jack-Bot 583?"
"Yes Master." Jack-Bot 583 agreed in that monotonous voice each robot had, "Would you like a cookie?"
"Get me some milk with that too, would you?"
"Sure thing, Master."
Wuya felt a throbbing pain forming between her ears, rubbing her temples with the pads of her fingers, she took another steadying breath, the 1500 year old witch calmed herself once more – just how many of these bots did Jack have exactly?
"It will be different this time."
"How so?" Jack questioned, looking over his shoulder, brow raised in question,
"Not only will we form an alliance yet again, but I will also take the time to train you in various forms of fighting," Wuya thrummed dangerously, "Enough as to where you, Jack Spicer, will be able to hold your own against those monks without so much as breaking a sweat. You will have both brains and brawn so to speak. So, what do you say?"
Looking back at his Jack-Bot's half assembled body, the self proclaimed Emperor of Darkness scanned the worktable's surface, eyeing various gears and wires, his mind whirring on all cylinders as he rethought this proposition, this was indeed different than most of their deals they'd made in the past, he looked to the witch who waited rather irate for his answer. If she kept good on her word and didn't chose to just up and abandon him like all those other times, then maybe, just maybe, he could become an unstoppable force, a force to be reckoned with.
"Partners?" the Heylin witch purred, holding her hand out,
"Deal." Jack grinned, taking her hand, sealing their deal.
As the two latest partners released the other's hand, Wuya's smirk turned into a full-fledged savage grin that both alarmed and tantalized, showing off her pearly fangs as she looked at the boy before her, if Chase Young could take an apprentice then why couldn't she? Well, there had been Raimundo but he was different compared to Spicer.
"So, where do we start?" Jack asked, fists planted upon his waist, "Punching, kicking – punching?"
"Pace yourself Jack," Wuya hummed, "Your training will begin tomorrow."
With that, the witch studied her new charge's thin frame and pursed her lips as she thought of the long road ahead of them, he had little to no muscle on him, what muscle he did have was most likely due to the fact that he built his infuriating machines that just so happened to be just as useless as their creator. The fact that he could create machines proved that he did have some smarts within that empty skull of his therefore he could and can be molded into the perfect warrior, or as much of a warrior as Jack Spicer could be, at least he had something to back up the whole 'Genius' part.
I watched the entire 52 episodes over the span of three days, plus Xiaolin Chronicles, because I needed to remember what the characters were like and whatnot - over the course I became inspired and began writing today.
~ I hope you like this gift RAZRMotors13 ~
