Ch.1
"Jack?"
JB12-342 moved slowly across the basement the fan on its base and hands keeping the mechanical machine afloat while simultaniously directing it towards its location. The other robots were standing in place, looking from between JB12-342 and the rectangular space of wall that wasn't really a wall but a door.
A door to the intermost part of Jack Spicer's lab, where the serious inventions take place.
Where the lethal inventions take place.
The young master had arrived home three days ago from a particularly vicious looking showdown, his clothings tattered with blood, white skin shredded like paper. The medic-bot had tried to assist the young man but Jack had giggled and turned the automaton away stalking off into the unknown secret lair.
He hadn't come out in the three days past, the robots hadn't even heard a sound coming from the room-which wasn't all that surprising seeing as how it was sound proof so the inhabitants within would remain secret-but this was a different kind of silent. It wasn't at all soothing, instead it was filled with energy, and dark intentions.
Even without olfactory senses the machines could have sworn they could smell the things the genius was making behind that door.
Normally they would have left him to his work but with this air, and seeing as how he was indeed human he needed nourishment to live.
So one brave Jack-bot had decided that the boy's unnessary self starvation had to end.
Reaching the door JB12-342 paused before rapping a sharp claw on the door way, wires shaking with adrenaline. "Master? You must eat. Will you come out?"
Nothing happened. Not a sound, not a movement, the air stilled completely around them all.
Some of the bots tapped their claws together before turning heads and glancing at one another.
Still nothing.
"Master...?"
The door gave a sudden heave and groan before folding in on itself, sinking into the ground and cieling causing the bot at the door to squeak and back away much faster than it's journey to the thing.
It was bright on the other side of the wall, nearly blinding and the Jack-bots' all turned on their infrared vision in order to see things easier. Jack stood in the doorway, leaning forward slightly with his weight placed on the hands that were gripping onto the corners of the door. He stood in a simple black tank and black pants, dried blood still sitting on his face and neck in old stains. Spiky red hair was sitting in front of slightly manic, angered crimson colored eyes without the support of the goggles. Pale lips were set in a scowl due to the interuption from his work and he growled out a low, "What do you want?"
The unfortunate robot sunk a little lower to the ground and after looking around and recieving no support from its fellow brethren the automated voice mummbled, "We were just concerned Master. You haven't eaten in days and your wounds still need tending."
The boy's eyes softened at the concern and his entire body relaxed, sending the rest of his team to relax as well now that the moment of tension was gone. "I'm fine. I'll eat and you guys can help with my wounds in a bit, I'm just in a breakthrough right now. Hannibal's skin cell has a lot of information that is connecting some of my questions."
JB12-342 nodded. "Are you sure you won't just have a small bite?"
Jack smiled. "Go get me a pudding cup if you're that bothered."
JB12-342 buzzed with excitement at the news that its master would feed and flew up the stairs into the major household. The others all trilled silently as well, knowing that while they may be only the pawns in the chess game their master was playing with the other humans...demons...witches... Their young master still cared enough about them to tend to their feelings.
JB11-213 flew up to the teen's face in a flurry of excited energy, the smaller prototype barely hiding the boy's face from the view of the others. "If I may be so bold Master, but what are you making in there?"
Eyebrows rose before only one fell at the inquirious question of the small bot. Glancing over his shoulder into the heart of his work Jack nibbled his lower lip. "I'm making something out of the energy and cells of the Xiaolin and Heylin warriors. All I need to do is answer a few more questions in the math and then..." A harsh, wicked gleam flashed through crimson eyes. "Well, they won't know what hit them."
JB12-344 trilled in amusement, the robotic bird flapping its wings. "They're playing right into your hands Master! They're such fools!"
"Fools! Fools! Fools!"
Lounging against the wall Spicer merely smirked at the robots enjoyment. Oh yes, the other players of the game were fitting perfectly into his little trap. And to think, all he had to do was play the ignorant little screw up.
JB12-342 came flying back into the room and handed its master the treat and a spoon, in which the scientist immediately began to devour. "Have Young's cats talked to you yet Master?"
Snorting Jack covered his mouth. "They've done more than that. They've already agreed to the procedure, all I have to do is manage to give the chip to the alpha tiger, Xavier, without Chase finding out about it and tell them when to go."
The bird's sharp eyes zoomed in and out like a camera lens, "What about the Yin-Yang Monster?"
"'Yin-Yang'? I think you mean Ying-Yang and isn't it called the Chi Eater or something?" JB11-213 crossed its little arms over a tiny chest.
"Jack threw out the empty container and stretched. "To be honest I'm not sure what its called, it has chi in it though...," out of Jack's line of vision JB11-213 jeered in JB12-344's direction, causing the bird-bot to hiss, talons gripping onto its perch. "But yeah, after I gave it my folks' chi it agreed to my plans."
JB12-342 shivered in excitement. "Its not much longer than is it Master? It won't be that much longer until those idiots ever regreted causing you all that humiliation and pain."
Turning back into the room Jack smiled as the door closed.
"Not long at all."
AN) yo, this is my first xiaolin story and its really just an expirement, and sorry for Jack seeming to be ooc but he will be in parts of this story.
should i do more?