Jack slept soundly as Luna looked through her books anxiously. There had to be some clue. Some way to identify his parent. Before he releases all his energy in a heated rage. That was probably the most common ways to release and reveal the lineage of the parent.

But that caused problems. Destruction and chaos would follow his steps if he were to be one of the stronger children. She bit her lip nervously.

He was a cousin. He was like Drago. But Drago was more of a leader. He protected but told Luna what to do after all. The only time he couldn't lead was when a human touch was involved. Then he would call in the adolescent sorceress. But mostly he dealt with demon issues.

She sighed and walked over to her phone. She slowly put in the number she had long since memorized. The monotonous ringing echoed in her ears.

"This better be important Luna. Kind of busy at the moment,"Drago growled over the phone.

"Our cousin has paid us a visit Drago. Don't you think that is a bit more important than exacting revenge on the man who has yet to do anything to you?" she asked. She heard Drago growl over the phone.

"Our cousin? What cousin?" he asked.

"A person has come to me for relief of nightmares. Nightmares that are connected to the void."

"How so?"

"I will tell you once you arrive. There are unsavory people everywhere trying to listen in on our conversation," she said calmly.

"I'll be there soon."

-.-

Omi meditated in the garden of the temple. He did it as Master Fung had instructed him. He had said he would need to be calm when a group of warriors were to arrive. He had been so excited. But he was a little too excited. So he was meditating so he would look the part of a warrior.

"This place I pretty old," a voice said disturbing Omi's concentration. He opened one of his eyes to try and see who had disturbed his meditation.

"Jade, this place is full of history. It was very nice of the Xiaolin Monks to allow us to look around."

"Full of history translates to old Uncle Jackie. Is that a yellow ball with pajamas?"

Omi's face turned red with anger. He jumped up and angrily faced the speaker.

"They are not pajamas! They are sacred Xiaolin robes!" he yelled. The people stared at him in disbelief. One was an older man. Chinese decent, which was all too common in China. He had messy black hair and a warm smile. He was probably taller than Clay.

"Sorry pardon my niece," he said sheepishly. Omi looked over at the girl. She was taller than Raimundo. But shorter than Clay. Heck, she might have been half an inch taller than Spicer from when he last saw him. Short black hair curved around her face. She had wide yellow eyes that reminded Omi of Chase Young if not for her clothes reminding him of some of the Americans he had seen on his travel to retrieve Shen Gong Wu. She had an air of confidence that mirrored a mixture of Kimiko and Raimundo.

"Still looks like pajamas to me," she said with a smirk on her face. Omi was about to yell when the other monks had walked into the garden.

"Omi, I see you have met our guests," Master Fung said. Omi's jaw dropped in surprise.

"These are the warriors? But she is just a girl!" Omi said before he could stop himself. Now normally Kimiko would reprimand him for his sexist ways. If Jade hadn't gotten to him first. She pulled the smaller boy into a headlock. Her grip tight and strong, refusing to let the squirming smaller monk go.

"What was that Shorty?" she questioned with a growl. Her yellow eyes sparkled with anticipation. She sort of looked like Chase Young in that manner.

"How are you a warrior?" he questioned still being held in her vice grip and still fighting to break free from her. She raised a brow.

"Martial Artist. Uncle Jackie taught me."

"Self defense only Jade. Put the small boy down," her uncle said nervously. Once she did he gave the group of monks another sheepish smile.

"Please pardon my niece."

She rolled her eyes and walked off in another direction to explore. Well that's what her uncle thought. She pulled out her phone and put it to her ear.

"Luna? Look I'm kind of busy at the… Another one? Really? Alright. I'm right now at a temple. Think you could find a way to pick me up oh child of the moon? What? Ugh. Fine I'll wait for Drago to come pick me up. You owe me big time Luna. You know I hate it when I have to deal with scaly for long periods of time."

Jade quickly pocketed her phone. A smile came to her face. She knew her uncles would be upset if they knew what she was doing. But in her defense she wasn't doing it for Drago. She was doing it for Luna. And possibly the entire world. She was told the truth of how Drago came. Each sorcerer was aloud to have one child after so many years in the void. Each one dangerous and taking mostly after their demon parents.

Dangerous though. They did always carry something human about them. An air about them if they would. Something from their human parents. Jade used that to make sure they would keep their demonic parents locked up.

She sighed. Hell better back off after all this magic stuff is over. But the thing is wouldn't end even after she died.

And here she thought that magic would be cool and fun. It was more work than it was worth. The only positive was never being bored.

-.-

Jack opened his eyes slowly in the dark room he was in. Candles lit offering soft light. He didn't see the small girl anywhere. So he made his way to the front desk and placed the money to pay for the bill there. He felt refreshed. He hadn't slept so soundly in so long. He felt so good he didn't notice two bumps on his back and three on the crown of his head. Or that his skin was more ashen grey than before. His eyes wider and more aware.

He felt that he was waking up after a very long dream.

… I updated. Please review if you care.

(Sorry! I had this ready months ago and I couldn't find it! And I just found it today! AUHOUHDEOFUAHDOFDUHFOADIGHGG HHH!)