A/N: Hey, all! I got out the second Chapter sooner than I expected. This one is probably a bit rough because I didn't really plan it out as good as I planned out the first one. Please read it and tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. I do however own Amy and the Robe of Orbs, so ask if you want to use them.

Life at it's Best

Amy was washing the dishes of breakfast with Omi. In her mind, she was running over yesterday's events(A/N: aka Chap. 1). Man, she thought, I took out Spicer like he wasn't even there. I wonder...

"Hey, Omi," she said, "Are your days always as exciting as yesterday?"

"Most often, yes, but not always." he replied. Crud, this is a bit more than I thought I was bargaining for, she thought. So much for being isolated in some Xiaolin temple. Just as Omi put away the last dish, Dojo ran into the room.

"Rashes say there's a new Wu," Dojo said. We followed him into the court yard. "The new Shen Gong Wu is the Robe of Orbs. It's kind of like the Golden Tiger Claws because it creates a portal. The way that it isn't like the Golden Tiger Claws is that something happens when it is used with the Orb of Tsunami, thus the name the Robe of Orbs." As he was talking, Dojo unrolled the Wu scroll, revealing a tunic with long, dangling sleeves that was half dirty pink and half sky blue, divided down the middle. "All aboard boys and girl," he said after he rolled up the scroll, then grew huge.

"Erm...Bye?" Amy said.

"Bye!" all the monks chimed as Dojo lifted off. Amy sighed. Can't even go to retrieve one stinking Wu, she thought.

"Well, then Amy," Master Fong said, "It would appear as though you can begin training now."

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Amy sat next to Master Fong in a meditating position with her eyes closed.

"When you meditate, Amy, you need to concentrate on gathering your Chi," Master Fong said. Whatever those are, Amy thought. "That is, your spiritual energy." Oh...

"Um, Master Fong?" Amy asked, partially opening one eye. "I forgot to brush my teeth after breakfast. Can I go do that?"

"Yes," he said with a sigh. Amy jumped up and ran for the bathroom. Once she got there, she prepared her toothbrush vigorously and started scrubbing hard. After she had rinsed, she looked up from the sink to the mirror. She saw something totally unexpected. Some weird dude with jet black hair, yellow eyes, and a hawk like disposition appears behind you. What do you do? a sarcastic voice in Amy's head said.

Amy whipped around to find that the guy was still there.

"Um, Que possa?(A/N: Pardon any poor Spanish spelling)" she said.

The guy smiled, in a rather hawk like way, and said "Amy, I have a proposition to make."

"Dude: who, what, where, when, and, most of all, why." Amy retorted, arms crossed.

"All that is important currently is I am Chase Young, and I have a proposition for you." the guy, obviously Chase, said.

"Why should I care?" Amy asked innocently.

"You have been a failure at everything you do," Chase paused. "You can never do anything right long enough to still fell welcomed."

"I..." Amy began.

"You came here to get away from everything; your memories, you family, your friends, your failures. You hope to forget it all and never worry about failing again."

"You...?"

Chase stepped forward so that he was almost looking directly down at Amy and leaned forward toward Amy's ear. "You came to escape your worst side,that makes you fail. The side I can make your into your best side."

"Um..." Amy said as she tried to digest all Chase had said and how he knew all that.

"The side..." he straightened up, "...that could make you strong. Come with me and I can make your failures become successes."

"You mean the side that usually mouths off at the wrong time," Amy said.

"The evil side," Chase replied.

"Well, actually, I'd consider it more the bad mannered side than the evil side," Amy volunteered. "I like your offer and all, but I think I should at least try one more time before I go down that track." She looked at Chase. "Erm, if it doesn't work out, can I still come to you in a non humiliating way? As in not begging for mercy, etc.?"

"You may come to me whenever you feel ready," he replied. Amy blinked. Chase was gone. Weird, she thought.

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About an hour later, the monks returned to find Amy and Master Fong meditating.

"We beat Jack Spicer, Master Fong," Kimiko burst out.

"Great!" Amy said. "No serious injuries, I hope."

"None whatsoever," Raimundo replied. All the monks sat down in the meditating position, then closed their eyes.

"Remember to concentrate on gathering your Chi," Master Fong said.

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A/N: Well? What do you think? Was it good? Please R&R! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!