1500 years ago

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown (if I did then there would be 4th season!)

Prologue

In the delivery room a mother in labor laid there not sweating, crying, or screaming in pain. But laid there her eyes closed; breathing evenly. She had Auburn hair, and gold eyes behind her closed eyes. Her skin was a perfect tan. In one word ;flawless. Soon enough three beuatifull babies were born; each alike but different. The first had white eyes and cried uncontrollably. The second had eyes like a bird black as night, whom, crowed rather than cried. The third sang, her green eyes filled with tears. The father; strong chinned, orange hair, green eyes, white, and small feckles. Walked into the room and gazed at his three daughters. When he saw the third he was overjoyed, the second he was proud, but the third made him speak in rapid harsh French.The nurses who thought the wife rather odd, stayed in the room, hopping for some gossip to tell the small town.

"I have names for them all." The wife said in a murmur.

The husband only looked at his beautiful wife's face, fear in his eyes. For he knew what she was, she was a witch. And yet he loved her, but struggled to keep their secret, always afraid of when she spoke.

"The first shall be sightless one, the second Wuya, and the fourth" She stared at the child with such revulsion that the already shocked nurses gasped.

One ran over to the child hoping to protect it, just in case.

"Disgrace." She hissed.

The husband glared at the wife, then turned toward the nurses.

"Leave now!" His hard stern voice commanded.

Three nurses took a child, while the others took blankets. Once the white skirts, white hats, and bowed heads were gone, he turned back towards the wife.

"Ceciline! What have told you about using your witchy words!" He hissed.

"They were your own words. I read it in your-"



"Stop it! I did not mean the youngest! I have told you this world has not tolerance for your witchy names!" He screamed.

Ceciline bowed her head chanting some odd words.

"But if you would care to compromise then….. the first is Ceciline (blind in French), the second Maryl (black bird; guess who!), but the third will be named as she should. Chantel for she sang when she left your womb, everyone heard the music that child made. To name her anything other than such would be a true DISGRACE towards her talent!" the wife pouted clearly upset.

"If that is what you wish." She raised her chin, looking out into deep space, her eyes filled with a cloudy expression.

Blinking rapidly now she smiled. She had foreseen something unexplainable. So when the nurses returned with the babies, she welcomed her Maryl, whispering secret words into the child's ears. Making the Childs black bird eyes light up. The father glared as he walked over to Ceciline and Chantel. He held each baby in his strong arms.

- - - - - -

"Cessy!" Chantel screamed.

She ran as fast as her small legs good carry her. Her orange hair wiped around her face, her greens eyes full of worry. She ran across a new landscape. A small blonde girl came into view. She stood balanced on a wooden log, that overlooked some koi fish swimming happily. Her white eyes stayed focused on what she would never see.

"Yes Chantel?" she whispered her voice matured for someone of only five.

"Cessy GET DOWN!" Chantel demanded panting, sweat forming around her freckles.

"What did you see this time?" the girl seemed bored.

"I saw you being carried away by the water……" She said wrapping her fingers around a sash that tied her little dress together.

On the red dress there were blue birds neatly sewn from thread, their heads bent back, their beaks open ready to sing. Ceciline's dress was blue, with white butterfly's fluttering around a lotus, a teal sash tied neatly. Undisturbed by nervous hands.

"Chantel we have been through this before……. These things will never happen, not as long as I can feel the ground." Her white eyes closed as she gracefully turned around, following the direction her sister's voice came from.

Each of the sistershad special powers, of these powers, Maryl was the only one of the three sisters who had her full power, spells, charms, and curses gave her the power and 

wickedness she easily hid. But the other twom only obtained a small portion of the powers.Ceciline's was that she had "Super senses", able to feel the ground, and see where a cliff or a body of water was located. Then there was her maturity that she had. Her mind had matured much faster than her body, allowing her to understand her gifts and curse. Chantel's was the gift of foresight and her voice. Able to see things before they happened.

"Where is Dashi?" She asked finally.

"He is showing Maryl around. She doesn't know the land as well as you and I do. I still don't know why Pappa and Mamma made us move to China." Chantel pouted sitting down in the ground, pulling grass from the dark brown earth. "I like France."

"As did I petite soeur (little sister) but mother believes it is easier for us to live here with our gifts without everyone being suspicious." Ceciline sighed.

She made a sudden movement, making Chantel jump.

"Are you alright!" Chantel asked, her squeaky voice screamed.

"Yes there was just a baby panda near, that feel." She lied. "Why don't you go with Dashi…..and Maryl?" Ceciline asked smiling.

Chantel looked at her sister with a confused look, but got up.

"Okay….." She pouted sensing there was something that she was not being told.

As Chantel's orange hair disappeared in the forest, Ceciline walked away from the pond warily.

"You can come out Maryl." She whispered.

A black crow flew down from the sky and looked up at the blind girl. Leaves, dirt, and stray twigs began to circle around the crow as it transformed into a young child resembling the first two, only with the Auburn hair and black eyes.

"Maryl I thought you were with Dashi?" Cecilne questioned.

"I lied to Chantel……mother told me to spy on you." Maryl said not wanting to lie to her sister. "I didn't want to."

".Ahhh Maryl…..so this is why Chantel saw me being drowned. Surely you wouldn't consider such a thing. Just because mother……" Ceciline stopped there.

"Mother says that you are going to break the family apart. " Maryl said quietly her eyes full of innocence.



"I have no intentions of doing such." Cecilne walked quietly over to Maryl.

"I know that. Mother doesn't…..but all I am doing is watching. Honestly." Maryl said looking up at her sister's white eyes.

"It's alright Maryl." Ceciline embraced her sister in a hug.

- - - - -

Maryl stood infront of her sister and father. Each of them with an evil smile.

"Ceciline……you promised!" Maryl screamed.

A low laugh erupted from Ceciline, her white eyes glaring at the nothing.

"Father! Make her stop!" Maryl cried as she turned her head.

She stared at a home engulfed in flames. She turned her head back to her father. He stood there saying and doing nothing.

"You were supposed to be in there Petite Soeur." Her voice was full of scorn.

Maryl glared at her sister and father her hands filled with flames, she glared at the two of them unable to control her temper-

"MARYL!" Chantel's voice screeched.

Maryl shot up from her bed, and looked around crazily. The second bed next to her was engulfed in fire as was the house in her dream.

"Cec-c-ciline." She stuttered.

"Children we must leave this house!" Their mother said as she apparated next to the two.

She grabbed both of their wrists and they left the home. They watched as the house burned down. Maryl and Chantel in tears, their mother staring at her second born, proudly. Chantel soon drifted into sleep, her cheeks stained with tears. But Maryl sat there; tears pouring from her eyes silently.

"Maryl….." Her mother said wrapping her arms around the child."I am so proud of you."

"Why? Ceciline and Father are gone." She whispered.



"Because you stopped their malevolent plan. Though I am puzzled as to why Chantel is still here." She glared at the sleeping child now, her eyes full of unexplainable hate.

"She was also the one in the dream…..inside the burning home." Maryl whispered not trying to pretend she didn't know what she knew so well.

"Wasn't she?" The witch looked at the child curiously.

"No……." She sighed. "Why would Father do such a thing….and Ceciline she promised!"

"They are jelouse of you. Ceciline knew that if she had your powers she would not be blind, and your father was in love with Ceciline."

Maryl looked horrified.

"Ohh yes…..i knew he was. The way he watched your sister." She sneered. "She feed off of that…..he would have done anything for that Whore!"

"But Cessy was…."

"She was 21 in her mind though her body wouldn't allow her to age as quickly." She whispered. "The mind is a powerful thing. And yours is exactly what I can mold. From now on you will be homeschooled in with craft" She sighed looking at the sleeping child once more, but her eyes softened now "And Chantel will be sent to a normal school. She is not what I thought she would turn out to be. I am surprised."

Not wanting to continue the conversation Maryl sat there silently.She laid her head on her mother's lap and slowly drifted into unconsciousness, as the disturbing words her mother spoke replayed in her mind.

Okay I've always wanted to do a FF about Dashi, Guam, and Chase's past. And I always thought it would be cool for Wuya to have a a sister and to not always have been evil. Sooo here is my take on what I think happened wayyyyyy back then. There will be character death's later. But much later. The amount of lines tell you how much time has passed between the stories. In the first chapter Maryl and Chantel will be about 15. Don't worry the guy's will be in every chapter. So yea R&R! Ekkkkkkkk here are what the names meant (their all French)

Maryl:blackbird

Chantel: song or melody



Ceciline: blind