Author Notes: Hey guys! This is my official, not going to erase Xiaolin Fic. As per usual—I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. Heck, I don't even own the Kettle Potato Chips! (Don't ask). Anyway, on with the fic!
Due to lack of response, I made a few changes. Hope you enjoy! Turquoise
If I could have sunlight,
In the palm of your hand,
I'd take the moonlight,
Instead…
Act One: Ambivalence
Chapter One: The Thief
It was, as usual, a quiet evening. In various places of the garden the Xiaolin Warriors were in deep meditation.
Or, they were supposed to be, anyway. "Give it a rest Kimiko!" Raimundo shouted. "It's not like I MEANT to burn your hair!"
"Oh right," Kimiko screamed, "you only singed off my BANGS!"
Raimundo rolled his eyes. "Well you have enough wigs to open a MEGASTORE so it shouldn't matter, PRINCESS!"
"WHAT'D YOU JUST CALL ME?"
Hmmm. Did I say quiet? I meant loud. It was, as usual, a loud evening. And the Xiaolin Warriors—albeit two—were in various places of the garden, meditating.
"DAGNABBIT!" Clay shouted, giving up completely to look at Kimiko and Rai fighting in some snapdragons. "Ya'll are worse than two stray cats fighting over the last scrap!"
"Indeed," Omi agreed, "you are both quite…loud. Perhaps you should follow my lead and…"
"And what?" Raimundo asked sourly. "Be big headed, self-obsessed, and bald?"
Omi smiled proudly. "Yes. I mean no! I mean—who is that entering the temple?"
"Who is who?" Kimiko asked, pushing the monk's head down to get a good look. To the Dragon of Fire's surprise it was a young girl entering the temple, a hobo sack slung over her shoulder, and a letter in her hand.
"Maybe she's homeless," Raimundo smirked. "She's certainly dirty enough."
Kimiko elbowed Rai in the ribs. "What?" he asked, but the others were back to watching the mysterious girl. Master Fung walked out of the main temple up to her, and the two exchanged words for a moment. The girl handed Fung the letter, and, after browsing it, the master graciously took the sack and turned to the temple.
Before entering, however, he looked at the bushes where the Dragons were hiding and said, "Come warriors. As you can see we have a new guest."
"How does he do that?" Raimundo sulked.
"It's not very hard when someone keeps fidgeting," Kimiko snapped, pushing Rai down. With that the four dragons went to greet their new and mysterious guest.
Clay was the first to enter the meditation hall and see the new stranger.
She was pretty enough nothing outstanding or worth mentioning in the 'fantasy' department, as Rai would say. Her eyes seemed unnaturally blue but that was about it. Everything else was normal. Her hair was tide back in a bun with a white headband wrapped around the front, her clothes were typical—a holster top, blue jeans, and her complexion was simple.
So why, Clay thought, do I smell trouble?
Shortly after the other warriors entered the meditation hall, crowding around Clay's big bulk.
"Warriors," Master Fung addressed, "meet our new guest, Narie Maurizio."
"Is she a Dragon, master?" Omi asked.
"No, Omi. Narie Maurizio is a member of the Thieves' Guild here to work for her apprenticeship."
Dojo—who had been on Fung's shoulder—laughed openly. "Sorry," he said. "I thought you just said the Thieves' Guild."
"I did."
There was a long silence. Then, without surprise, Omi spazzed out. "Master! She is a thief! What if she steals our Shen Gan Wu?"
"You have Shen Gan Wu?" Narie said surprised.
The others slapped their heads. Omi turned red. "No!" He shouted blushing. "What I meant was—what IF we had Shen Gan Wu?"
Again, the others slapped their heads.
You don't need to worry, Omi," Master Fung said. "I am a close friend of the Leader of the Guild. Narie is strictly here to train, not steal."
"Wouldn't training as a thief involve stealing?" Raimundo asked, pointing out the obvious.
"Indeed, Raimindo," Master Fung explained. "But she will not take Shen Gan Wu. I'll give her simpler tasks—such as your own things, so you best put them under guard. Now, where are your manners? Show our guest around. I must tend to some affairs…"
Master Fung walked off. The others stared at Narie open mouthed.
Feeling immensely uncomfortable she said, "So, uh, where do I bunk?"
And that's when it hit everyone: where WOULD she sleep?
"Let the fun begin," Dojo sighed as the warriors, all at once, began fighting over the issue. "Where's my video camera…"
Uh oh! Drama! Read and review please and tell me what you think of the nwe and improved first chapter!
