Okay so I'm finally able to post the first chapter! I'm sorry if any of the characters seem a little OOC at times. There will be quite a few moments where the characters will be OOC but that is mostly because of how the story will go. I own nothing but the idea for this story!
Lying to Yourself
Kimiko knew that something big was going to happen today. Not that she could explain how or why she knew this. Just that when she woke up this morning a nagging feeling told her that today, something was different.
"Hey Kimiko, are you in there?" Raimundo asked, waving his hand in front of her face. She blinked and looked at the Brazilian boy. HE grinned as he resumed lying down in the grass.
"About time you moved. I was beginning to think you were gonna be stuck like that all day." He chuckled at the glare Kimiko shot at him. She sighed and turned her gaze to the early morning clouds.
"Sorry Rai, I guess I've just been lost in thought." Raimundo frowned at the seldom look on her face.
"You've been lost in thought since you got up. You want to tell me what's on your mind?" He asked looking up at her. Should I tell him about the feeling I have about today, she pondered, He is our leader after all. Surely he might be having the same feeling about today that I am.
"I was just wondering, have you… have you been feeling odd today?"
"Odd? As in like 'am I feeling sick' kind of odd?"
"No. More like you feel like something is going to happen today. Like something unexpected will happen." Rai thought about this for a moment, and then he shrugged.
"Can't say that I have. Why, do you have a feeling like that?" She just smiled at him and shook her head. Figures I would be the only one feeling like this.
"It's probably nothing. I guess I'm just over thinking about nothing of importance." Raimundo sat up. She noticed he now had a serious look on his face.
"Kim, if there is something bothering you, you know you can tell me right? I'm your friend Kimiko. Whatever it is, I can help." She blushed when she felt him grasp her hand. He held it in both of his hands while giving her a small, reassuring smile.
"Rai…"
"There you two are! We have been looking all over for you!" Dojo called from his place on Clay's shoulder as they, including Omi, made their way over to the couple. Kimiko quickly removed her hand from Raimundo's grasp, hopping to her feet in the process. Raimundo stood up shortly afterwards.
"What's up Dojo? Is it another Wu?" He asked the small dragon. The poor itching dragon nodded his head vigorously.
"You better believe it. And boy is this one pretty bad!" Clay said as he handed the scroll to the Shoku Warrior. Dojo hopped over to Raimundo's shoulder as he opened the scroll.
"The Nightmare Bow, a very terrifying Shen-Gong-Wu. The one who wields it will be able to make their enemy relive their worse memory. One hit with one of those fear arrows will send your opponent into complete chaos from within their own head." Dojo recited to the group, causing a tremor of fear run down each of their spines.
"Dude, I do not want to end up on the receiving end of that Wu." Raimundo muttered as he closed the scroll back up.
"I agree with you on that partner. Reliving a bad time from your past could be worse than being stuck in a hole with a bunch of rattle snakes. Relieving that memory would not be good at all." Clay said as he tried really hard not to think about all the bad memories he ever had. Dojo slid from Raimundo's shoulder and grew to his full size dragon form.
"then what are we waiting for friends," he jumped onto the dragon's back, "In order to make sure this Shen-Gong-Wu does not fall into the hands of evil I say we better be getting this show on the sidewalk."
"Omi, it's 'get this show on the road'." Raimundo corrected the boy as everyone else joins him on Dojo's back. Dojo took off into the air once everyone was situated. Kimiko began to wonder if the Nightmare Bow was the reason for the odd feeling she was having that morning. She shook her head to get rid of these thoughts.
There is nothing wrong today. Everything will be fine once we have that Wu and make sure we keep it locked up. There is nothing to worry about...
…right?
Jack awoke with a start from the sound of his Shen-Gong-Wu detector blaring right in his ear. He groaned as he sat up in his chair, popping his back in the process. He reached over to the annoying device. Without bothering to check what the Shen-Gong-Wu even was he shut of his detector and tossed it to the far side of his lab. He felt a slight feeling of satisfaction as he heard it crash and possibly brake. Good riddance, he thought as he stood up from his desk.
"I can't believe I actually fell asleep last night," he said through a yawn, "Never thought I would sleep better at my desk then in my bed." He chuckled to himself as he walked up the stairs.
Even though a new Shen-Gong-Wu just activated, Jack was in no hurry to leave his home just yet. In his mind the outcome has always been the same; Go hunt for the Wu, get his butt kicked by the monks and/or Chase Young, come home to another sorrow filled evening. Every damn time it is always the same.
Jack stopped in his tracks at that thought. The hand that was resting on the door knob fell back to his side. Can I really keep doing this? Even when I know that I will lose I force myself go. How much longer can I keep this up? He clenched his hands into fists as he felt that feeling in his chest made its appearance. That dark, terrifying feeling that always haunts him.
"No, I will not allow you to bother me. Leave me alone!" He yelled out to no one that could be seen, but he knew it was there. The feeling in his chest slowly faded. He shook his head to get rid of the depressing thoughts and opened the door.
Jack felt a little better after he was showered and properly dressed for the day. He finally decided that he was going after this Shen-Gong-Wu even if he was going to lose. Some time ago he realized that he no longer cared about the Wu themselves. Instead, the only reason he ever went anymore was just to see Kimiko.
Jack felt a blush rise up to his cheeks as he thought of Kimiko. Why he had a crush on the Fire-welding monk he had no idea. A first he thought it was just a passing phase. Yet, as time progressed so did his feelings for the Japanese girl. There have been many a time where he wanted to go right up to her and confess his feelings. Sadly, he knew that she would probably laugh at him (then burn him to a crisp) or worse yell at him (then still burn him to a crisp). There was also the fear that the other monks would try to bury him alive as well.
"Oh well, a guy can dream I guess." He muttered to himself. Jack thought it was kind of ironic that he fell for one of his enemies. The sad part was that he would rather deal with her mocking him, then telling her how he felt. It hurt when they ridiculed him but it hurt worse when she joined in on their fun. It couldn't really be helped because he is nothing more than a coward, a jerk, a loser in their eyes. Everything he wanted them to believe.
He turned his gaze his bedroom mirror. Staring back at him was a fifteen year old boy with bright red hair that hung in his eyes. His eyes the color of blood but they were slightly dull and tired looking. His black cloak and pants made his already pale skin even paler.
"I wonder what they would think of me," he placed a hand against the glass," If I were to show them the real me." A small, sad smile was the only response from his reflection. He turned away from the mirror.
"There is no way I will ever show them."
He grasped his bottle of hair gel from his dresser and squirted some into his hair. He molded the red locks to form their 'normal' look. His eyeliner was applied next followed by the black curve under his left eye.
Jack glanced back to the mirror and grinned. Now looking back at him was a cocky, ego centric, evil boy genius.
"Not like those losers would ever need another reason to hate me. It doesn't matter though. I'm Jack Spicer, evil boy genius!" His 'evil' laughter echoed through the room. He continued to laugh for a good few seconds until his 'joy' died down. Tears started to form in the corner of his eyes. His body shook, but he continued to smile even with the tears threating to spill over at any second.
"'Keep smiling Jackie. Everything will be okay. You'll see. You have to believe that everything will be alright.'" He said in a strained voice towards his reflection. Jack wrapped his arms around himself in a futile attempt to stop the shaking. His smile started to waiver as he sank to his knees.
I can do this. I just have to keep believing in myself and everything will be okay. As long as I believe everything will be better one day, I will be okay…
…right?
