Omi sat silently on his floor bed. So many thoughts were whirling in his head. It was surprising enough o see Master Fung hug someone but what was even more peculiar was how this stranger never returned Master Fung's affections. Even Chase young showed a little fondness when Omi was in cat form and that feeling felt stronger when he looked into at the stranger. It was like a sudden pulse that jolted his whole body. And those eyes; they glanced over Master Fung's shoulder and found Omi's eyes. They were like steel. An icy blue that made Omi shiver all over but at the same time there was something familiar about those eyes, as if he had seen them before in a dream. For the rest of the night, Omi meditated. His head was too busy thinking so there was little that would make him sleep again. So, he sat in a little basket, letting the steady beat of the rain fill his head.

Everything seemed normal at breakfast: Clay was diving into his pancakes, Raimondo was stumbling around in a dazed, half-sleep state and Kimiko was making strange squirrel noises on her cell phone. Just as everyone sat down to eat, Master Fung appeared.

"Good morning young one's" He looked tired. Had he been up all night like Omi had? At least Omi got some rest. Master Fung looked worn and drained. "When you finish breakfast go to the open grounds to begin your training" Raimondo chocked on a piece of toast for a second.

"But we just got back Master Monk Gwong's temple"

"I never said Mater Monk Gwong would be training you. If that were so then you would still be inn his temple wouldn't you?"

"Well, then who" he asked after pouting a little.

"You will find out soon enough but I warn you young one's, you will be pushed to your limits endlessly" With hat he left, leaving four very curious monks to their breakfast.

Out side the air was a sharp breeze. The sky was smothered in grey clouds and the air was cold enough to make your skin nip a little. There was someone standing in the far fields away form the temple which seemed strange because the only times they trained in the fields was to practice their elements and Master Fung was the only who trained them for that. They ran up the grassy hills, eager to see their new teacher. When they got close enough they all noticed it was a women waiting for them. Even Kimiko was surprised. Most of the high rank monks were men; it's rare enough to just have a normal rank female in the temple. She was dressed just like the male monks though: long sleeved tunic, and pants. The only major difference was that her clothes were black. Her hair stood out the most, especially against her uniform. Despite the lack of sunlight her hair shone like polished silver and danced gently around her shoulders. Omi was the first to call out when they got closer.

"Hello there new friend! It is an honour to meet-" Omi stopped dead in his tracks. He was only one hundred yards away from her when he saw a faint glimmer of light catching off a dagger as it flew towards him. It dived straight to the ground in front of his feet.

"Don't you know better than that?" she said in a deadpan tone. "Never approach someone you don't know without some kind of guard up. An innocent looking stranger could easily kill you if you're not careful" They all froze. What are you supposed to say to something like that? And if you do, what would happen? She turned around to face them, arms unfolding to rest by her sides.

"I am your new Sensei. It is my understanding that Master Monk Gwong himself has trained you all. I am here to take you to the next level and you should know that I specialize in tough love. However, if you want to quit at any time feel free to, just don't expect a welcome back" Her tone never changed once like it was dead of any emotion and the look in her eyes when she looked a them was cold enough to make blood freeze.

"Now tell me your names and then we can get started"

"Uh…um…Rai…mondo"

"Kimiko" she quivered

"Clay" he said, louder than he intended. When it came to Omi he didn't say a thing. He was till frozen in the same position. Kimiko nudged him in the back a few times but nothing. Sensei advanced towards them, her clod stare turning to ice the closer she came. She stood over them, even Clay. Omi looked up. His knees started to shake and he felt lie he was going to cry. She crouched down to his level and looked straight into his eyes.

"Omi, right?" she said. As terrified as he was, he willed a nod. "Master Fung told me you grew up in the temple. Tell me, dose he still come out with moral after moral?" Omi swallowed. He had to answer, it would be rude not to.

"Yes" he squeaked.

"Then you'll be interested to know that he's been using that same desk calendar since I was a student in that temple. I bet if you ask him what date it is, he'll be off by about a week" It was a strange way to do it and with that dead tone voice it was difficult to tell but, it seemed sensei was trying to get Omi to relax a little. So, he sucked in his gut and put on his bravest smile.

"It is an honour to meet you Sensei and I will do my best to complete your training!" He bowed low but came back up again when she tucked a finger under his chin.

"No need to be formal with me but I'm glad to see you give respect to the right people" She stood tall again and walked back to where she was before. "Your training starts now. Destroy me!" THere was silence as everyone exchanged looks.

"Excuse me?" said Raimondo

"I will not aske again. I want to see how well you all handle your elements and if you don't hurry it'll only be more painful. Now do it!" She raised her voice on that last bit which shook them up a little. They weren't exactly sure what they were supposed to do so, the charged forward for a frontal assault. She didn';t even move, just stood and watched. Suddenly, she vanished and appeared behind Clay. There was a second between looking over his shoulder and a fist smashing into his face. He went flying into the others and they all crashed into a pile.

"I said elements! It should be obvious you can't beat me with brute force so use what you have that I don't!" Clay snarled as he climbed up. He couldn't stand sneak attacks.

"Earth!" he shouted and a giant hand of rock raised form the ground right behind Sensei. Clay slammed the hand down at full force, shaking the earth as he did. When he brought the hand back up she wasn't there. Instead, she appeared out of nowhere, face to face with Clay. Before he had a chance to think, let alone move, Sensei drove her fist into the centre of Clay's stomach. It didn't look like she put much effort into it however, there was chocked noise in Clay's voice as he collapsed to the ground. Just before his face reached the grass she sent a swift kick to his face that sent him soaring for, what looked like, miles.

"I hope I'll be getting more of a challenge than that" she said coldly. They all leapt to their feet and quickly spread into a circle surrounding Sensei.

"Wind" A giant tornado emerged form Raimondo's hands. He'd spent weeks perfecting forming a tornado the size a Wudia wind call. It twisted and turned like a giant white snake. Sensei didn't even try to avoid it, she let it capture her and lift her high into the air There was no denying that she was trapped. Not even the most skilful of warrior could break through the mightiest of winds. Raimondo smiled widely at his achievement but that smile dimmed when he looked at Sensei. The way she looked at him seemed strange; there was a soft expression on her face that didn't look like it belonged. Then her hands trailed to the belt of her tunic. Raimondo's eyes widened as the it came loose at her shoulders. Raimondo suddenly dropped the tornado and covered his crotch for some reason. It was a trap. The second Sensei's feet touched the ground she wisped through the grass like she was the wind itself. The moment when Sensei attacked Raimondo was like trying watching to follow lightning. She sent a massive blow to his torso and he took off high into the air. Raimondo's voice grew louder and louder as he dived towards the ground. Sensei leaped into the air and slammed her knee into his gut. He fell tot eh ground like a dead bird and lay there almost motionless. The only strength he could seem to muster was to hold back the tears as best as he could. Sensei landed behind him like she just batted away a fly. Omi looked up to Kimiko for some sense into this Madness. He tool a step back when it looked like her rage metre was about to explode. She looked so furious, more than Omi had ever seen her before (and there were plenty of occasions to compare with.)

"You…you…Fire!" An explosive flower of orange and red spiralled out Kimiko and blazed at an incredible speed towards Sensei but once again she made it look like child's play. She skipped and jumped through those hoops of fire easily. Kimiko just avoided a blow to the face, only because she collapsed to her knees form exhaustion. It didn't mean she was safe though. Less than a breadth later Sensei delivered a sharp blow to the side of Kimiko's neck, knocking her out instantly.

"Looks like you're the only one left, Omi"

Omi had never felt so terrified in his life. Usually when faced with danger he could overcome anything. But now, it was lie his whole body had turned to ice and stone at the same time; he was shaking from top to toe yet he couldn't move to get away form her. Just like earlier she walked towards with that cold, lifeless stare, growing taller and taller the closer she came. She again crouched down to his level and looked him straight in the eye.

"Are you afraid of me Omi?" He swallowed hard and willed every muscle to nod. When he did, everything went black. Before the darkness stole him completely he heard Sensei say something: "Good"

Hey. I already got a review for this. That was quick. Anyway, i hope this chapter is ok, i'm not very good at action scenes but i tried my best with this and i had a lot of fun with it too. Keep reviewing or Harvey will eat me!!!