Hi! This would be my very first fanfiction. It takes place a few weeks after the last episode of the third season. I know, it seems kinda boring, but it'll get better! Well, I hope so, anyway. I'm really anxious to see how people like this story, so, please leave a review, and tell me if you like it or not! I also want to know how I can make this story better in any way, whether it be the plot, in-characterness, grammar, or anything else, so let me know, kay?
I hope you enjoy it!
-Cwally
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It started off as an average day, like it always did. The 4 dragons had finished their training for the day rather early, because of their excellent performances. Nobody knew exactly why, but ever since Raimundo had been appointed leader, they had done better and better in their training. That day was their first early dismissal of daily training from Master Fung, finally pleased with their progress. And now, after that spectacular practice, were they training more, or even do something active? Nope. They were watching an old, black and white TV in one of the rooms at the Xiaolin temple, while munching on some spare ice cream. They were arguing over what to watch (Kimiko wanted to watch music videos, Raimundo wanted to watch reality shows, Clay wanted to watch a western movie, and Omi wanted to see them all), when Master Fung, followed by Dojo walked in. He turned off the tiny TV, and began to speak. "I have something of dire importance to speak to you about, young monks". Every eye in the room was fixed on the Master, as he continued. "We have discovered a new threat. Not only to the Xiaolin temple, but to the whole world".
"What is it?" Kimiko inquired.
"It is a long
story, told in the various scrolls kept at the temple." "They
were in the back of the shelf, so nobody found them." Dojo cut in,
grinning. He was silenced by a stern look from Master Fung, who then
continued with his monologue. "About half a million years ago,
there was a man, named Ginu Mria. He predicted, that on a day half a
million years from then, a terrible disaster would happen. The
universe would align in such a way, that the original state of chaos
that the universe would come about, and change the world. There will
be no order, only chaos, for-" "A thousand years, right?"
Raimundo interrupted, semi-sarcastically. "No, Raimundo. The world
will be in chaos for eternity, if nothing is done to stop this."
Master Fung finished, ominously. A deafening silence fell about the
room. The bewildered Xiaolin dragons were shocked. Chaos? Chaos for
eternity? Usually it was only a thousand years!
"Luckily, there
is a person who can prevent this upcoming tragedy." Master Fung
finally spoke. Everybody sighed in relief. There was a chance after
all. "The decendant of Ginu Mria alone can track the coming of this
event. However, he or she can only sense it in the last 5 days before
it comes. To save the world, they, and they alone have to work to
unite good and evil, Xiaolin and Heylin, as one, to combat it. Only
then, if both sides are united, can the world be saved. It will
become your jobs, young monks, to find this descendant, and inform,
and help them complete their task."
"..But, Master
Fung, sir, how will we know who this predictor feller is?" Clay
asked. "In the last five days before this happens, the predictor
will experience weakness and sickness. The family of Ginu Mria never
left far from the temple, so it is likely this person will be close
by. You will be able to identify them by their ailments. It is
crucial that you find them. They will be the only hope to save the
world."
Not too far away, not too long after, in a huge mansion, Jack Spicer lay sprawled on the couch in his basement, snoring.
Beep beeep beep beeeep beeeeep beep beep...
He sat up, and rubbed his eyes, and looked around to find the direction that the noise was coming from.
Beep beeeeep beep beep beeep beep beeeeep beep...
Jack groaned, and turned on a lamp next to the couch, in order to see better. And immediately, he did. Right next to the colorful lamp was his Sheng Gong Wu detector. The direction arrows on it were blinking bright red, and it was emitting sound, alerting him that a Sheng Gong Wu had been activated. Normally, he had it in his pocket, so it was put on its vibrate function. This was one of the first times he had used the alarm feature for it. Blinking, the boy pressed the button in the middle of the device, a recent addition to it. It would tell him the time of activation, and the Sheng Gong Wu's name. In an electronic voice, the detector said "Time of activation: 4:27 PM, today. Name: Candlestick of Zeuk."
It activated a few minutes ago! He still had a chance to get to it before the monks!
Jack jumped up from the couch, and put on his trenchcoat, which was
laying on the floor next to the couch. He also grabbed his Helipack
from a hook on the wall, and strapped it on. Going up to a mirror and
a table against the wall, he put hair gel on his hair, and put his
yellow and orange swirled goggles on. He quickly checked his eyeliner
in the mirror to check if it had smudged during his nap. It hadn't.
The preparation for his appearance could be boring, and sometimes
made him late for getting Sheng Gong Wu, but he liked how he looked
in the end. And besides, he had a look to keep up! What would the
Xiaolin Monks think if he looked different?
Heading out the door, he glanced at the cabinet that had used to hold
his Sheng Gong Wu. Though recently, the Monkey Staff had been all
that he'd had. And he didn't even have that anymore, thanks to a
showdown he'd lost last week, against Omi. "How was I supposed to
know the Cheeseball could climb trees that fast...?" he muttered to
himself. Now outside, he started up the Helipack, and started flying
in the directions on the detector in his hands.
Jack landed somewhere in China. It was flat land, with a lot of
large stones scattered around. In the distance, he could see a lake.
Now, where was that candlestick? He started to look around. Couldn't
be too hard to find, could it? The only place it could be would be
under a rock, and it probably wasn't under one. Besides, you'd have
to be crazy if you thought that Jack could lift one of those rocks
the tiniest bit. Suddenly, noise could be heard from the sky. Noise
that sounded like 4 young voices, chatting away. That sounded like a
Chinese dragon spiraling through the air. The Xiaolin dragons were
coming. Jack had absolutely no way to beat them. He had no Sheng Gong
Wu, and he had just realized that he had forgotten to bring his
Jackbots with him. Note to self in the future: Don't take naps in the
afternoon. So he did something that any sensible person would do: He
shrieked, and dove behind a rock, hiding from the monks. About a
minute later, Dojo touched down onto the grass, and shrunk in size,
as the 4 dragons hopped off. Jack leaned up against the rock, peaking
around it to see what they were doing. They, like he had, were
wondering where in the world the Sheng Gong Wu could be in a place
with so little hiding places.
"It could be underground.." Kimiko suggested, looking down. "No
way. I don't know where this 'Wu is, but I know it's not buried.
Dashi liked candlesticks. He wouldn't put it in the dirt." Dojo
contradicted her.
"Let's all check behind and under the rocks. Nowhere else it could
be." Clay said. "Under the rocks? Are you crazy, man? This
candlestick 'Wu would be all bent, and crushed and stuff!" Raimundo
exclaimed. In response, the cowboy like boy just shrugged.
Jack panicked. Check the rocks? They were going to find him! What
was he going to do? He sat against the rock, and tried to make
himself small, so they wouldn't see him right away. Jack knew he
shouldn't be that scared of them. He never had been before. Well, not
that much, anyway. But recently, the monks had been getting
better. He had been getting hurt, more. The only thing to do was to
hide, and hope they wouldn't see him. Which they would. He pressed
himself against the rock harder, still trying to be unnoticed. To his
surprise, the rock gave way, and turned over sideways, him turning
with it. He was now in full view of everybody. They all looked at him
in the same time. Jack attempted a weak smile, but quickly abandoned
that pursuit.
"So, this is why we could not find the Sheng Gong Wu. Jack Spicer
had it the whole time! Hiding behind a rock, like a coward!" Omi
accused. Kimiko moved closer to Jack, observing him. "Actually, I don't think
he has the 'Wu, Omi." She said, with a slightly confused
expression. "What I wanna know, is how Spicer turned over that
there rock. He's as strong as a squirrel with three legs. Even I
would have a hard time movin' it." Clay said.
As he said that, Dojo's face lit up, and you could tell that an
inner lightbulb had just gone off inside him. He slithered over to
behind Jack, where the bottom of the rock had been. Jack also looked
at the bottom of the rock, seeing where Dojo was headed. Instead of
stone, as he had expected to see, he saw a hallow opening. The
candlestick! It must be in there!
Right before Dojo got there and reached for it, Jack put his hand
into the opening. Like he had thought, the candlestick followed his
hand coming out. Dojo, seeing this, tried to grab it from him, but
Jack jerked it away, and stood up on the fallen rock. This was his
candlestick. He had grabbed it first, and he would fight to keep it.
He tightly gripped the object that he wanted the most at the moment,
and stood in, what he hoped, was a cool looking pose. But he was
interrupted by an overpowering feeling of weakness. His legs seemed
to collapse from under him, and he fell head over heels off the rock,
onto his stomach. He lost his grip of the Sheng Gong Wu, which Omi
swiftly picked up. Jack tried to get up, but had an unbearable
feeling in his stomach. He fell back to the ground with a thump. As
he fell, the goggles on his head fell off.
All the Xiaolin dragons backed away slowly from him, having no idea
what was going on. Dojo grew bigger, to his flying size. The dragons
all piled onto him, but still looking at Jack. Still wondering what
had just happened. Just before Dojo was about to start flying, Jack
looked to the left of his head. His goggles were laying there. Not
really thinking, he called out "Hey, uhhhh... Omi. Could you bring
me my goggles? They're.. Over there". Omi gave a slight nod, and
hopped off Dojo. He walked over to Jack, and picked them up. To
everybody's surprise, instead of just dropping them in Jack's hand,
he stood there, and pulled Jack up. He dragged his limp body to the
overturned stone, and attempted to lean him against it. He then put
the goggles in Jack's lap. Then, the short monk ran over to Dojo, and
got on, just like nothing had happened. They flew up, and away.
On their arrival at the temple, they hurried over to the garden,
where they all knew Master Fung would probably be. "Master Fung, we
got the Sheng Gong Wu!" Raimundo said, happily. He snatched the
candlestick from Omi's hands, and held it up to show him. Master Fung
smiled. "Good work, young monks. Was there a showdown?"
"Nope. This 'Wu was pretty darned easy, if you ask me." Clay
said. To add to that, Kimiko said "It was hard to find, though. It
was under a rock. But first, Jack Spicer grabbed it. Then, he
suddenly collapsed, so we got the candlestick. It was really weird!"
Master Fung nodded, looking like he was in deep thought. He walked
off in the direction of the meditation room. The dragons looked at
him walking away, and then all turned to eachother.
"So, you guys wanna watch some more TV?" Raimundo suggested. They all nodded gleefully, and ran off.
