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Lo sentimos! Very sorry for taking sooooooooooo long to update...school was killing me. During winter I had cold/flu virus 4 times and had no strength, allergies have started and now I have a headache. Maybe this is the curse for no updating?

Gracias to beta who took over story while I was sick and worked on most of it.

Responsabilidad: I don't own anything for Xiaolin Showdown. It all belongs to the creator, Christy Hui. I only own this idea that randomly came to me.

In my storyplot:

- characters are older than they are in show (by 2/or 3 years)

- Omi is still on the side of heylin (before he got chi back)

- shoku warrior hasn't been chosen

Advertencia!: Warning!

- Yaoi/slash/MxM etc.

- Strong Language

- Violence

is in story plot. You don't like to read that, don't continue.

Silence... Not one human, dragon or critter moved on temple grounds. Black colored the sky, and the moon's shine created an almost angelic halo around the stone building. The closest anything could be to stirring was the wind dragon. In the young man's bedroom, his figure was rolling under his bed covers. He was dreaming. A rather different dream compared to the one he had for a year. . .

Rai POV

I saw that the sky was tar black, with thick lines from horizon leading down to a burning town. My heart ached for the the people in the town, and I hurried to see the town nearly destroyed with no signs of any thing living still there. Huts and houses burned to the ground quickly in raging fires, and became remains of burnt wood, melted brick and heaps of ashes. I placed my robe's sleeve to my mouth to protect my lungs from the smoke.

Rushing along a road, covered with ashes and burnt limbs, I gazed at the upsetting devastation the fire left. Who did this? I wondered as I climbed over a dead tree.

"iAjude-nos!" I stopped in my tracks when a faint cry for help reached my ears. "iAjude-nos, someone! Por favor!"

Acting on instinct, I rushed to my left where I heard the voice coming from. Soon a burning hut came into view. I ran to it, and quickly kicked the door down. Between the space of large fires from the left and right, a middle aged woman, clutching a toddler and a new born for dear life comes into view. I raised my hands and conjured a strong gust of wind to blow out the fires burning up the hut, surrounding the woman and children. They said nothing as I aided them out the crumbling hut and watched them flee from the town. Once I saw that they were out of sight, I continued my walk through the dying town.

Not too long later, I heard another desperate cry from a hut nearby.

"Lexi! Can you hear me? Oh Deus, Lexi answer me!"

My eyes widened at the too familiar voice. I ran to where the voice seemed to be coming from, then saw another quickly burning hut.

"Elsa, why won't she wake up?!" I heard Toni cry to Elsa from the hut.

Without hesitation, I burst through the hut's door. "ELSA! TONI?" I yelled above the crackling of the fire, accidentally breathing in smoke.

"Back here hermano! Hurry!" Elsa's voice yelled from the back of the hut. My element quickly carried me closer to her voice only to find a giant fire engulfing the small room.

"Raimundo please help!" I hear my brother's voice on other side of the fire.

I quickly blasted strong gusts of wind at the fire; I watched it slowly die down. When the flame was completely diminished, I was shocked to see instead of my brother and sisters, a golden cat.

The cat's face seemed to be familiar to me for some reason. Its bead like eyes stared at me, a blank look on its face. My brow furrowed as I looked into the eyes. Why are they so familiar?

Suddenly, a diamond of glowing dots appeared on the cat's head. I gasped as the cat pounced and landed on my chest and pushed me to the ground. It bared its pointy teeth and stared into my eyes. A bit nervous, but not afraid I stared back at the bold cub. Its onyx eyes seemed alien and dark at first, but as I stared longer, I saw a glimpse of... a smile… a smile in a cat's eye? For a moment I stayed silent, but then it hit me like a ton of bricks.

"...O -Omi?" I whispered to the cat. I felt its claws twitch at the name. A wave of relief flowed through my body. Thank gods... he's alright!

But then without warning, the small cat growled and hissed at me then raised its claws to strike me; its eyes fiery and angry, its body tense. I pushed the cat off my chest and stood in a fight pose. It seemed as if I only angered the cat more somehow, as its yellow back arched and its eyes are narrowed. I could see it beginning to prepare for an attack, but a clicking sound stops it.

I finally realized that the surroundings changed from the devastated town to... Chase Young's palace?! I heard the clicking again and turned sharply to see behind me a figure in armor at the top of a long flight of stairs. After a moment the cat mewed and hurried up the stairs into its master's arms. I watched the disturbing scene of the Heylin warrior rubbing the cat's head, getting a purr from the lion cub.

I heard Chase, what almost sounded like a coo, to the cub, "Now now, you don't hurt him young one," I saw his golden orbs look down at me as he said maliciously, "That's my job."

Suddenly I heard an ear piercing roar from the cat in his arms, and watched as the cat in the warrior's arms twisted uncontrollably, trying to remove itself from the warrior's grasp. Its head desperately shook and its body twisted violently, as if it was in terrible pain. Not a moment later, I saw the source of the cat's misery. A blue flame from the warlord's hands was crackling at the cub's torso, quickly engulfing it. My eyes froze watching the helpless cat, growl and hiss desperately at the intense burning it was enduring. Finally, the animal let out an alien shriek of pain, a sound horrifying and depressing beyond words, and I watched as the cat's navy blue ashes fell to the ground.

I felt my energy rise and I felt anger absorb my body and emotions. How could he? That asshole just killed Omi! And his face...he looks as if nothing had happened! My fists clenched. I felt the air underneath me push me up, causing me to ascend feet above the ground. My mind couldn't catch up to my brain, and before I could think of anything, I was flying full speed at Chase. As my fist was centimeters from his face, he disappeared. I stopped and turned my head to see where he was, but my vision turned black when a clenched fist flew across my face, sending my body across room.

I stopped moving when I hit a column and fell to the floor. I coughed and rubbed my aching cheek and back. Ain't this a dream? How am I feeling this?

With a shake of my head I was quickly on my feet, once again flying at the damned beast, my fist ready. I could see his face, smug and amused at my attempts to fight him. That smug smile... it only pissed me off more! Once again I launched my clenched fist at the warlord's face. This time he simply moved to the side, causing me to fly past him a few inches. Huh? I turned to see the smug bastard only standing there, waiting for me to try to attack him again.

I knew fighting him head on, not to mention by myself, was a bad- no, actually a really stupid idea- but my hatred towards him was the fire that drove me to cause some sort of pain to him, and a simple bruise would do. Once again flinging my fists at his figure, I missed. Again and again and again, the bastard only stepped to the left or right to dodge my attacks. He's barely trying!

Soon, he seemed to become bored, but he continued to dodge, waiting to see how much longer I would try to fight. Noticing this, I didn't fall for this trap of his of wasting all of my energy at once. With my final missed blow, I back flipped into the air a few feet back. My palms were clammy, and my forehead was hot as sweat droplets fell down the sides of my head. Locks of wet hair were pressed to my forehead. I was ready for whatever he was going to throw at me.

For a moment he didn't move, almost as if he was studying me. Some time passed, neither of us moving, just waiting for the other. I was slowly letting my guard down when suddenly a low growl rose from the Chinese man's throat, as he lunged at me.

My eyes widened from surprise as I ducked, his fist nearly missing my head. I rose and aimed a kick at his chest. Chase grabbed my leg. Before he could do anything to the captured limb I pulled away from his grip, and instead tried to punch him. He moved his head and threw fast punches at me. His speed was too fast for me to escape them.

Each blow hit me in the head, and final blow struck my cheek and sent me flying across the room into yet another column. I could taste the blood slowly flood into my mouth and felt some seep from my forehead. I spat out some on the ground, feeling my hatred burning even more. This pain. . the hatred. . it's all so powerful. Why?

I got up once again and raced toward the Heylin. I attempted to kick him only to have my kicks effortlessly blocked again and again. Then as he fought back I moved out of his way and was able to block a few of them, but most of the attacks struck me in the chest and nose. While another kick was aimed at me, for the first time since the fight started, he spoke.

"You're weak." I blocked his kick aimed for my torso. "You're letting an... an attachment to my apprentice block your focus." When he spat out attachment I knew he was addressing our friendship. But knowing him he wouldn't know what friendship was now would he?

I stepped back, recovering from a punch to the chest and lunged at him, delivering one of the few blows to his figure, this time his chest. "(Cough) That attachment is called friendship. And it's not a distraction or any of that shit, its (cough)-strength."

As a response Chase, growled and threw more fast punches at me, aiming for my head. I was dodging as many as I could but a harsh hit struck me in the temple. I flew back a few feet and spat out more blood and flew towards him again, my vision blurry. The first time I missed him by a mile. I rubbed my eyes and quickly tried again. As I attempted a kick to his chest the warlord caught it at the ankle and twisted it.

I groaned from the pain and tried to get out of his grip, but the more I tried the tighter his clutch. My body was begging for me to stop this endless battle that I wasn't even close to winning. My muscles began weakening and soon I was drooping to the ground, Young's hands still holding my leg.

I coughed up some more blood and cried in pain as I felt him twist my leg even more. Damn bastard, thinks it's funny I bet!

"The pain..." I heard myself murmur as my body shook and my chest heaved for breath.

"It is partially real."

. . . What did he say?

I felt as if I was betraying my conscience by listening to such an evil being, but my head turned to see the blurred figure. "R-Real?" I asked not believing him.

He shook his head and probably rolled his eyes, I couldn't tell. His hands released my pained leg and crossed his arms. "I know you're weak, but dumb too?" He mused.

"What did you mean by this is kinda real?" I questioned him with a growl.

"Exactly what I said," he responded. "You are still in the dream realm; meanwhile a physical person from reality has entered your dream, which brings the 'realness' to your pain."

I paused and realized something. "Di- did you. . .DID YOU KILL OMI?" A vicious cough escaped my throat as I looked up at him, my eyes narrowed.

"Now why would I do that?" He chuckled. "That was a spell to exit your dream. Yes it is quite painful but once you have done it so many times, you become numb."

I didn't respond. So my friend is still okay. "Well wind warrior you're boring me and I've done what I came here to do. So now I shall take my leave." He yawned.

He snapped his fingers and became surrounded by blue flames. I felt a vicious heat rising and backed away as far as I could before my leg felt a harsh twinge of pain. I watched as he slowly disappeared but before he did I heard him say, "Welcome back Dragon of Wind."

And then he was gone, ashes left behind.

Only the sound of my breathing and heartbeat was heard in the large room. I touched my leg and felt great pain when I touched my ankle. Damn it's probably sprained, or even broke, I thought to myself.

Feeling as if there was nothing else I could do, I laid down on the ground. Resting my pounding head on my sweaty hands, I closed my eyes. I could feel my body finally feel at ease and then soon numbness.

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Chase POV

The sight of my throne came into view. My eyes narrowed at the skinny witch sitting by my throne chair. Didn't she have something else to do besides being an annoyance?

"How did it go with the boy?" she asked, looking at her nails as if she wasn't in the least interested.

I ignored her and only sat on my throne. She turned her head and gave me an agitated look.

"Somebody's awfully grumpy today."

"...I'm not," I seethed. "It's just that I see someone that I didn't wish to see today."

She glared up at me.

"Not like I really wanted to see your sunshiny face either." The witch replied. "I've got better things to do."

"Oh really? Like what? Stare at the mirror for hours or 'hang out' with that worm Spicer?" I scoffed.

She glared harmless daggers at me again and stood, then changed the direction of our conversation.

"I'm only here to tell you that a Shen Gon Wu has appeared." She placed her hands on her hips. "Now before you go on your 'they're just magical trinkets' speech, let me just say that this Wu is one of the few actually powerful ones, that could change our position in the world."

That grabs my attention. My eyes met hers. Could this actually help lead me to world domination?

"What is this Wu?" I ask without sounding unduly curious.

Her lips curves into a disgustingly evil smirk. "Ever heard of the Infinity Roots?"

The gears in my head began to turn quickly. I heard them click and squeak as they turned. Soon my lip twitched into a smile equally or more wicked than the Heylin witch's. The plant has the power to multiply any substance's - physical or magical- strength as much as the wielder wishes. With this plant, the strength of the power in my potion would multiply endlessly...

"World domination will be so sweet." I said aloud.

"Yes, it will." the witch sighed day dreamily.

I snorted and walked to the evil eye. "When did I say you will be included in this?" I asked sternly.

Her emerald eyes widened and looked at me like a deer in headlights. How long has she believed that little twisted thought she had in her head? "You didn't really think you'd be powerful again, did you?" I sneered at her, daring her to say a word.

She didn't say anything. Only scowled and silently followed behind me to the evil eye like the servant that she is. Good, she remembered her place.

A soft sound from my golden cub caused me to look up to see it trembling in a corner. "Poor thing," I cooed to him and clicked my tongue, watching as his small frame approached me. Once at my feet he rubbed his head on my leg. I slightly grinned and picked him up, rubbing his chin in a soothing manner. "The spell was painful wasn't it?" I said softly.

He hissed in response and looked up at me, his eyes with signs of fright in them.

"My apologies young one for not telling you that sooner," I said to him. "But the more you do it the less it hurts."

I heard the redhead witch scoff and looked over at her. She crossed her arms and looked stern. "You seem to give Omi more respect than the other cats lately," She noted. "And many are as old as you are."

I thought about what she said and the best way to answer it. "It's because he's quite special," I replied. "He is after all an important key to me achieving supremacy over this planet." I rubbed just behind the cat's ear as I said this, an eager purr emitted from his throat.

Wuya merely rolled her eyes at the answer. "Well shouldn't we get a move on to retrieve the Shen Gon Wu before those kids get to it?"

I waved a hand at her. "Patience, woman." I pushed the iris of the eye and see the Xiaolin temple appear.

Wuya stood next to me, her eyes examining the eye; when she saw the temple and the monks in the eye a sound of agitation rumbled in her throat.

"Again?" She groaned. "Chase if we don't go soon, Jack is going to get there before us!"

I cringed at the sound of her whining and glowered at her. "You shall wait until I'm prepared to obtain the Wu unless you wish to go by yourself and be beaten senseless by the monks." I snarled at her, reminding her of her weakness.

"I can kick all of their butts if I wish to." She grumbled.

"Really? Go and try then." I challenged her.

She didn't move but kept her eyes down and a frown embedded on her lips. Precisely, that's what I thought. Even the monks are more powerful than her now.

As I stared back into the orb I saw the Earth and Fire Dragons in the field meditating. The Wind Dragon was missing. With a silent order the eye blurred the image of the temple to show the absent dragon in what seemed to be a washroom, their small green dragon attending to injuries on his body. A sadistic smirk formed on my lips. I didn't really notice what I've done to him until now. I should've done more, maybe actually broke rib or two would've sufficed.

The cat in my arms hissed at the eye and swatted a small paw at it. A brow curved noticing his behavior towards the appearance of the monk.

"What's wrong with him?" the witch questioned.

"Hmmm. . ." I panned the image from the Brazilian to the other monks, and noticed the cat's tense stance soften. I then went back to the image of the boy and watched as the cub began to hiss and snarl again.

"Do you wish to inflict pain on him young one?" I asked the cub. Hearing a predatory growl from his throat and his eyes narrow at the dragon's image made me smirk.

"Then it is settled," I placed the cat down and snapped my fingers. Within a second the creature transformed into a young boy with yellow skin, dressed in black and red robes and slippers, his eyes glazed white.

I lead him towards the large doors outside. I heard Wuya's steps following us. "What's settled, exactly?" She hesitantly asked.

Without looking back I answered, "We're going to get the Wu obviously. And Omi here wishes to say greetings to the boy in person, right Omi?"

"Yes Master." He answered indifferently, but I could clearly feel the energy of chaos radiating from him.

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Rai POV

"Ah shit!"

"Oh stop moving will ya? And watch your mouth around your elders! There, that takes care of your cheek, now to check the ribs."

Dojo prodded my chest with his claws until I stiffened and gasped feeling his claw touch a bruise. Dojo shook his head seeing the red and purplish, swollen area. "Well it's bruised but not broken thankfully. Now let's head to the kitchen area. Dear gods I still don't understand it. You were just fine yesterday."

I slowly stood and limped him to the kitchen area where he wrapped some ice in a towel and told me to apply it to the injury. After another grunt of pain, I explained what happened in the dream. The burning huts and devastated village, then the golden cub which must have been Omi, and when Chase Young and I battled, where I got the bruises.

Throughout the explanation Dojo's face was serious and he nodded at certain parts, like he understood. When I was done Dojo's shoulders slumped and he shook his head.

"Wow, that's a lot in one night," he murmured. "You'll have to talk to Master Fung about this soon. Only he can really get something out of it as far as I know. But of course he's been getting older and his sayings haven't been making much sense anymore- not like they have been really in the past anyway. So it's really up to you if you wanna see what he has to say about this."

I nodded. The Fungster usually has something helpful to say despite all of the weird stuff that comes from him.

A spine shivering cry from Dojo interrupted me from my thoughts. Dojo's thin body began squirming in weird positions and his scales bubbled into a blotchy red. Shen Gon Wu alert!

"Guys! Dojo's freakin' out here! We got a Wu!" I yelled to Clay and Kimiko who were out meditating. They both got up and hurried to Dojo.

"Another one already? We jus' fetched for two yesta'day." Clay drawled.

"What's it this time Dojo?" Kimiko asked the trembling dragon.

"OWIE! Ah -ooh! It's the Infinity Roots! (scratch scratch) Ooof-my nerves are a lot twitchier than normal- this is a- OW! a biggie!" Dojo continued to scratch mercilessly at the red bubbling rash on his body as he transformed hundreds of sizes bigger.

Kimiko and Clay hopped on and I was about to ride with them when Clay stuck out a hand. "Whoa there pardner, where do you think yer going? You got all o' those injuries and bandages... Wait, what- Rai when'd that happen?" His voice went from commanding to concerned in seconds.

Kim's eyes scanned over my body and a look of extreme worry crossed her pretty face. She jumped off Dojo and looked over my injuries more closely, her mouth blabbering questions of how did this or that happen. I was happy that she was so concerned for me, but I knew that she was actually wasting time by doing this. So I held her shoulders to get her attention and looked her in the eye.

"I'm fine Kim. Just a few bruises is all."

"Raimundo Pedrosa, if you're lying to me," she warned, crossing her arms, a look of doubt on her face.

"No, really everything's alright! See?" I attempted to do a back flip but when I landed a massive wave of pain crashed through my body and I cried out in pain then fell to my knees. Oh yeah, my ankle.

Kimiko walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I understand you wanting to help us Rai, and I think your determination is great. But you are injured, however it happened -which I want to know as soon as we get back- and you need to rest as much as possible. Alright?"

Despite the desire to go on the Wu hunt with them, it was all true. I had to stay behind.

Footsteps brought our heads up to see Master Fung slowly walking over to us with the Shen Gon Wu scroll in his hands. "A strong warrior is able to lift his own weight and more everyday, but when he must rest and he doesn't, the weight crushes him." He said as he stopped by us and handed Kimiko the scroll.

"Heh, what do ya know, that one actually made sense." Dojo chuckles before quieting down to let the Fungster talk.

"Raimundo, you will stay and rest while Kimiko and Clay go with Dojo for the Wu."

I obediently nodded and watched as Kimiko climbed onto Dojo and the three of them flew up into the sky.

I watched as Master Fung walked to the table and sat in lotus position. "Now Raimundo, why don't we make some tea," he said casually. "And tell me everything that has been going on since last night."

Translation:

Ajude-nos!- Help us!

Lo sentimo for such a loooonng time gone again. . .

P.S. Next chapter either before month over or April. . . what do you think?

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