DFoC-okay this came to me while I was on my bus riding home and everyone thought I was asleep but I wasn't and I kept giving them the finger when they tried to talk to me…yea I get like that when I'm deep in though…oh well, please read and review, and no flames….now the disclaimers….
Disclaimers-okay, if DFoC-chan owned Xiaolin Showdown, she wouldn't be spending the time to write this up, and it would be in the next season of the show, and Rai and Kim would probably be together, and…
DFoC-okay that's enough sugar for breakfast and lunch for buddy…now the story…
In the dim light of the cavernous room, millions of jungle cats were lined up in rows upon rows. They looked like an army, and so they were. At the front of the room, three chairs stood, the middle occupied by a man who looked to be twenty with raven black spiky hair, dressed in green and black armor. The man's name was Chase Young, the immortal drinker of the Lao Ming Long soup. The chair on his right was empty, but was draped in a dark red and white furry blanket, a poufy cushion on the seat. On the left was a woman who seemed around twenty-two, red hair hanging loosely down to her hips, strands moving to her face every moment or so. Her black dress hung loosely on the curves of her body, a silver chain linking across her hips. This woman was Wuya, the powerful Heylin witch. She was sitting with her legs draped over one arm of the chair and one of her arms draped over Chase's.
"Chase, darling," she cooed, "Your army looks divine. We shall have no trouble at all defeating those Xiaolin monks. Strike now, while they have no way of knowing!"
"No!" Chase snapped back. He turned his head to gaze his golden eyes into her almost pitch black ones. "We cannot risk it, not before we have Omi on our side." Wuya grumbled at his remark.
"How are we going to do that?" she asked, placing her chin on her fist as she turned her body sideways on the chair.
"We have a…inside source, if you will call it that." He chuckled lightly, turning his head to the cats in front of him. Through the shadows between them, a small animal was slinking forward. The animal was a fox, gracefully walking between the cats, swishing a few with its tail every couple of seconds. Those cats that were flicked by the tail, growled at the red and white creature, but were unable to do anything else. They knew what position that fox held, and they did not want to suffer from any actions they might want to do. One new cat was brave enough to try and lick the fox's tail, earning him a swift kick in the snout and a scrape on his head. When the fox got to the front of the lines, it bowed lightly, sat down, and started to lick its paws.
"This…this little thing?" was all that Wuya could get out before she burst out laughing. "You can't possibly think that this little thing could get Omi to join our side! It's ridiculous!" She shut her mouth immediately when Chase glared at her, growling.
"It is not the fox that will do it," he said calmly, turning back to the fox that was moving up the steps to the empty chair next to him. "Are you ready for your task, my child?"
The fox glowed with a black haze, and were there was a fox, there was a girl sitting in chair, grabbing an apple from the basket next to her and taking a bite.
"Yes…father," was the reply. The girl had dark red hair going down to her shoulder blades, two white streaks on each side of her young face. She was wearing a short cloth skirt, made of the fur from an animal that Chase had killed when he was on his travels to get more recruits. Her top was the same material, and it stopped just below her full breasts, with one shoulder strap. The only traces of her once being a fox were the red and black ears on top of her head, and the red and white bushy tail jutting out from just above the top of her skirt. She gazed at the cats, then at her father, her dark red eyes showing boredom. She reached above her, pulling the blanket tightly around her as she laid her feet on the chair, resting her head on the arm of the chair.
"Kattiana is the one on this mission?" Wuya asked disbelievingly. Kattiana glared at her angrily.
"Yes, Wuya. My father believes that only I would be able to pass for an apprentice at the temples, and most of the wizards he has here agree. They are in the process of making me a potion, to temporarily give me the power of darkness. You seem so surprised at this, old hag." Kattiana added the last bit just to make Wuya mad, which succeeded. Wuya's hand went up to shoot a blast of energy at the cocky girl, but all that came out was a small green flower, which landed meekly in Chase's lap. He looked at, then at Wuya.
"Wuya, control your temper," he warned, handing the flower to his daughter. "Kattiana is seventeen now, and with that age comes the responsibility of a great task. She will not fail, and a notice has already been sent to the temple warning them of her arrival. She will gain their trust, and then, when the time is right, she will inject Omi with another dose of chi that was retrieved from the Yin-Yang world. If you still doubt my tactic, then you can go back to work with that idiot, Jack Spicer." Wuya's eyes widened and Chase took it as a sign of loyalty. "Good. Now if you are done, you are needed by the wizards, to help with my daughter's potion. Go now." Wuya got up and left, gazing at the girl who was making faces at her. Chase stared at her, and she stopped. "Kattiana, this is…"
"Father, I know. This is the most important thing I will do in my life, and I mustn't mess up under any circumstances. I got it." She smiled evilly at her father, who just nodded.
"Good girl. Now, go get packed, you're leaving in half an hour," he told her. She took one last bite of her apple, tossing the core of it aside, and got up from her chair. As she walked down the steps, she glowed once more and was a fox again. She ran from the room and out a door.
"This will make a most interesting time for my daughter, as well as those meddlesome monks," Chase chuckled out, snapping his fingers. The cats all turned and left to go to their own quarters. As the last one left, he snapped his fingers once more and a giant eyeball on a stand of vines popped up. It showed the Xiaolin monks, training at their temple. "Yes, it will be an interesting time, especially for you, Omi." The eye focused more and showed only one kid: a somewhat tall bald one wearing red and black robes, sparring with a practice dummy.
Okay I finished this and took some valuable chore time from me…but hey who in the heck really likes chores anyways? Well, I hope you like it, please read and review and no flames!! I will be editing my character bio page after the weekend because one of my friends is making her character and I will be getting it on Monday, which is when I will edit it…Yay, so please review and no flames!! Bye bye!!!
