Reimundo had mere seconds to wonder where he was before he was hit in the side.

"Okay," said Jack. "Now you are going to tell me how to get into your Shen-Gong-Wu vault thing."

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Hi! TamerTerra here again, with the continuum of "Sequel to 'In the Flesh'" (that really needs a new title, any suggestions?). Yes, this is in the R section, but not for the same reasons as the other three - those are just Lemons between Jack, Reimundo and Kimiko (in all possible combinations). I somehow doubt if Rainappé is going to get to the Lemon stage... This is rated for torture. Can you handle it? Well, if you're still reading, I suppose that that's a yes...
Oh, but you don't have to read this to understand future continuum. I'm going to end it in the same place where I was intending to begin the next before I thought of this. Okay?
Oh, and another thing. Can you imagine that Jack's lair is made up of two rooms - the lab which connects to the rest of the house and contains a bunk in a corner, and then another door to the dungeon? Good.

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"What? You want this new Shen-Gong-Wu, the Trember Trident, to stick you?" Jack held up the red stick that glowed with sick light. "Spill already!"

Reimundo was shackled to the wall. He felt like a caged animal - so, like an animal, he bared his teeth, standing his ground as best he could.

"I ain't tellin' you diddly." He froze, remembering when he had last said those words. Who he had said them to. Why it changed everything.

"If you say so." Jack grinned in what he hoped was an evil way. "But I have resources. You will talk." He walked away, still holding the Trember Trident.

Wuya wasn't here,Reimundo remembered. She couldn't probe his mind. And besides, he had defeated her... Hadn't he?

He looked around at his now silent prison. His Shen-Gong-Wu, the ones from the future, lay in a corner. Too far away - the cast-iron shackles at his wrists restricted all movement. He was trapped like a rat in a box - there was nothing he could do about it.

Jack ate his supper slowly. There would be no sense in rushing back to check on Reimundo - it would look amateurish if he did so. Best to take his time, let him 'hang' for a while. He chuckled at his own joke. The best part of this spur-of-the-moment plan was that the Xiaolin losers wouldn't be looking - they had thought, just as he had, that Reimundo had been killed on the night that Wuya had become flesh. Instead, it seemed that he had been transported to Jacks lair a few months late. Jack sobered, remembering how Kimiko had cried as Wuya cackled after Reimundo's destruction. He didn't want to see so much sorrow on one persons face ever again.

Reimundo woke with a yell. Something, something... But no, whatever thought had frightened him had flown coup - along with that nightmare. Something about scales, green and... Oh no. Reimundo craned his neck to look at his arm, but it was too dark - he couldn't see. Was Mandy's Serpents Tail still attached to his wrist, was his face still covered in scales? What had happened? How was he here? Confusion and discord erased all attempt at sanity from his mind and he wrenched against his bindings, moaning, crying, until he turned quickly, light flashing into his tired eyes.

Jack was stood beside him, holding a candle, his annoyance evident on his face. Reimundo immediately felt stupid.

"Keep it down. If to save your dignity than to let me sleep." He turned to leave again.

"What's going on?" The timidly asked question threw the other boy.

"Huh?"

"Why am I here?"

"Are you stupid?" Jack twisted his head back, then faced back towards the door. "You are a prisoner. You are going to tell me all of the Xiaolin losers secrets, and then you can go crawl under a rock like the toad that you are. Is that simple enough for you?"

"What's in it for me if I tell you anything?" Jack turned back. Reimundo hadthat crafty look in his eye. Jack didn't like that look. He gripped the Trember Trident tighter - it hadn't left his hand since he had first found it.

"What's in it for you? No more of this." Jack leaned close, grinning sadistically. Reimundo gasped in pain as Jack rammed the Shen-Gong-Wu between his ribs. "That's what's in it for you," he finished, jerking the stick back out and slamming the door behind him as he left. Reimundo gasped for breath, casting a fearful look back towards the door.

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