Xiaoline Showdown
The Real Jack Spicer
Chapter One, Apparenlty Hating My Life.
Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaoline Showdown, and unfortunately I never will. (of course if I did it wouldn't be a kids show anymore…)
A/N: It came to me in a dream…actually it as more like a nightmare. I really have to stop eating ramen before bed. Anyway, this takes place after they are teenagers, so lets say Jack is 17…I just have to tell you that I'm not good with down home sayings, or creating new Wu…so the Wu might suck, or be copies of other things from other shows.
Summary: Always he was the weakest. Always he was the easiest to fool, the easiest to be used…but that was before his newest lackey-for-hire, Virginia, begins to teach him without him knowing he's being taught. Looks like weakling Jack Spicer is a little stronger then they all realized.
Chapter One
Apparently Hating My Life
1
"Come on Megan! Let go, its mine!" Jack Spicer's cousin was visiting the family again, and she did every little thing she could to bug him. Right now she had a hold of his favorite jacket, using it for collateral for future use.
"Only on one condition." She practically sang.
"Never!" he wouldn't bring himself to do that. Anything but that.
"Okay," she taunted, "If that's the way you want it. By the way Jack, where's that ugly ghost witch that was here the last time?" she inquired.
"She -- well she's not a ghost anymore. And she's with Chase Young…or was it Hannibal Bean?" he pondered, "She keeps changing sides, its hard to
keep up." He shrugged his bare shoulders, he didn't really need the jacket, it was pretty warm at the moment, though he didn't think his look was complete without it. He'd grown from the gawky pre-teen stage of his life, now he was older (17 to be more accurate) and was no longer the clumsy fan-boy he used to be, he was graceful now, but anyone who knew him for a long time wouldn't have noticed any difference. They still saw him as little insignificant Jack Spicer, Not So Evil Boy Genius.
"Oh, well. Are you sure you don't want this back Jack?" She held up his jacket.
"Sorry, but your price is to high and I have three others just like it."
"Not anymore." She held a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
"Megan!" he retorted.
"Don't be such a whiner Jack. Your mom said you had to be nice to me."
"I hate you. I reeeeally hate you."
"I try, and where are you magicy things? The Shen-Gong Wu?"
"No, those are to dangerous for you. You'll hurt yourself," he thought about it for a second, "or me."
"That was kinda the point Jack." She replied, smirking.
"You're impossible!"
2
A cool, sunny day. Perfect for kicking back and enjoying the day, and Raimundo was all over it. Up on a tree branch, face shaded by the leaves, he relaxed. Things have been a little slow since he had been promoted to full Dragon, to be chosen as the team leader no less. But still, three weeks and there hadn't been one Shen-Gong Wu. It's happened before, then four Wu had activated at the same time. He really hoped that didn't happen again. He shuddered at the memory. It was a good thing Omi had been there to save their butts.
"Hey Rai. You up fer' some chow?" Clay asked, shaking him from the slight doze he was having.
"Sure thing." He responded. He leaped down, landing gracefully, and headed towards Omi and Kimiko.
"It sure has been a long time since that last Wu s'gone active." He said, pointing out the obvious.
"I know, it was nice at first," He paused a moment. "I hope history doesn't repeat itself."
"Ts'not likely that it will Rai. I mean what are the chances we'll fall fer it again?"
"Ya I know. But still – well, never mind that, lets just eat." He gave a reassuring smile that anybody could feel safe with.
3
BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP!! Jack's Wu detector had gone off for the first time in weeks. He was pulled into wakefulness, he groaned and stood up from the computer he had fell asleep in front of. All the while, his cousin Megan was sitting at the table messing with something.
'That darn girl. All she ever does is mess with my stuff and get in my way.' He thought to himself.
"Jack! Are you going to turn that thing off?" She turned and glared at him.
"Are you ever going to give my stuff back?" he replied smugly.
"Oh fine then, take your stupid jacket!" and she balled it up and threw it at him.
"Thank you." He said with a triumphant grin and clicked the sound off. "Well, do you want to come? I know you'll just sneak with me anyway." He said.
"Jack, you know me too well." She said.
"But you have to stay out of the way so you don't get hurt, alright?"
"Ya, ya. What do you care Jack? You said you hated me."
"I do." He stated matter-of-factly, "But your mom, and mine, would kill me if anything happened to you."
"So are we going or not?" she put her hands on her hips impatiently and glowered at him. He just looked over at her casually and said,
"You know you might want to move." As he pushed a button on his multitask watch, and the floor under her started to open. She yelped in surprise and jumped to the side.
"Jack! You did that on purpose!" she yelled at him.
"Ya, to bad you didn't fall in. Come on. Lets get going before everybody else gets there first."
4
"There it is!" Kimiko spotted it first. It was inside of a cave in the side of a cliff.
"Yep," Dojo said, "The Amulet of Triton. It lets you control the weather around large bodies of water and bring torrents of wind and rain down upon you enemies."
"Ah, to be able to control weather?" Omi said, "A most challenging thing to for most people."
"Except you, huh Omi?" Rai finished.
"Ah-hah! You know me to well Raimundo. " Omi laughed. He'd gotten just a little taller, about the same as Kimiko was now.
"Oh no," Clay said, "That no good varmint Jack got here first."
"Well, well. The Xiaoline-losers finally showed up." Jack said
"Jack Spicer!" Yelled Omi, "Prepare for a lesson in humility!"
Jack scoffed, "Ya and what are you going to do, cheese-ball?"
It was the same thing every time. They fought, Jack lost. Well, not this time, especially not in front of his cousin Megan. Both he and Omi rushed to be first to get the Wu.
"Jack Spicer," Omi called out first, "I challenge you to a Xiaoline Showdown."
Jack sighed, "Fine Omi, you choose."
Omi pondered a moment, "Alright Jack Spicer. A race to see who gets the most seashells in one minuet."
"Seashells?" Jack stated.
"Yes Jack Spicer, and I wager my Tongue of Sieping against your…what do you have Jack Spicer?"
"I have the…" Jack reached into his jacket pocket and found it empty "Megan! What did you do with my Wu!"
Megan laughed, "Oopsy." She said innocently.
"Oopsy? What oopsy? Megan, what did you do?" Jack whined, "That was my last one!"
"I guess I left it on your table when I emptied your pockets." Megan said.
"Ahh, Megan!" he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Well, I guess I don't have any Wu to wager."
"Well," Rai spoke up, "Dojo?"
"Right, Lets see here…" Dojo pulled out his rulebook of Xiaoline Showdown. "It say's here that if one opponent is challenged who has no Wu, the challenger has either the choice of not using Wu, or taking something else of the opponent for collateral."
"Something like what?" Jack said suspiciously.
"Well," Dojo looked into it further, "Whatever they want I guess, anything like free-will or personal services, or material objects."
Jack gave a sigh of relief, he wasn't sure why, but something told him that Omi wouldn't do something like that, "Fine then, Omi? It's your call."
Omi gave a moment to ponder, Jack didn't really have anything that he wanted. But he could make him do all the chores of the temple, no he was to honorable a person for that. "I will fight without Wu, Jack Spicer."
"No thanks to Megan!" Jack yelled.
"Shut up Jackie!" She yelled back. "It's not my fault that you're such a baby!"
"That girl," Jack said under his breath, 'I hate this, I hate her, I hate my life!' he thought to himself "Alright Omi, Lets go! Xiaoline Showdown!"
"Gong Yee Tampai!" They both yelled in unison.
End Chapter
Well? How'd you like it? It's my very first Xiaoline Showdown fanfic.
I want to wait a little before I introduce my new character, maybe third chapter, I don't know. I'm not too sure of how to introduce her quite yet. . Ah well. Reviews are lovely. And don't bother flaming for I have a fire extinguisher. Though constructive criticism is warmly welcomed. . Oh, and just ignore the title stuff that's above the disclaimer, that's for me so I don't mix up chapters with other stories.