The Fire Deep Inside...

Chapter 2...Nervous Wreck

Kimiko stared blankly at the paper. Was it her? Or was it someone else. What did the monks mean when they said lead away. She didn't know if this prophecy was good or bad... She just didn't.

"So? What's it about?" Raimundo asked.

"How should I know?" Kimiko snapped.

"It's obviously about you!" He joked.

"You are so naive... It is not... I mean, obviously... I would let loose some weird fire that would kill everything."

Raimundo looked at her strangly.

"I... Um..." She didn't know what to say.

"Maybe you should ask Master Fung about it."

"Yo... You're right." Kimiko replied shakily. She put down the scroll by the candle, but the flame began to dance so uncontrolably, Raimundo wondered if Kimiko was playing with it.

"Kim, you may not want to whip that around quite like that."

"I'm not doing anything..." She bit her lip.

"Quit joking around Kim, it's not funny."

"I'm not doing anything!" Suddenly she screamed. She didn't realize why she did it, but, that caused the fire to they both supposed panic, and it flew out of the candle, and set fire to a few scrolls.

"Kimiko! Put it out!" but Kimiko had fell to the ground in a shaking heep. "Kimiko!" The room started smelling like smoke, and it was coming in fast. Raimundo didn't know what to do. His teammate was on the ground, shaking, the scrolls were all on fire, and he couldn't see. His vision began to blur, and the smoke was getting to his head.

Soon he fell to the ground with Kimiko, but... Just before he passed out, he crawled over to her, and pulled her tight, to protect her.

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Raimundo's eyes fluttered open to feel a hot singe up his leg. He groaned as he tried to move a hand to his head, but it was stuck. He tried to look down, but now of course, his eyes burned at movement.

"What the hell..." He moaned. "What happened?" Then he suddenly remember. "Kimiko!" he yelped, sitting up straight. He saw to the bed next to him with Kimiko still passed out. There was a red bandage (it was white before) around her arm, and it was in a white sling. Her clothes had been badly shriveled at ends, and sometimes made tears that slit up the cloth.

Raimundo was reminded why he couldn't move his arm. He looked down in it, and it to was in a sling but, the bandage was worse discoloured to crimson. He looked at the end of his bed, and stripped the blanket off of him. He saw one pant leg of his Shoku pants were cut into shorts, and his left leg had bandage on it as well. He wandered, from the singe, if it got burned. But then, what would explain Kimiko's?

He tried to think about what happened, and shuddered at the memory, although it was still cloudy. He closed his eyes and lay back softly, looking over at the Japanese girl next to him.

He began to drift his thoughts, but they were soon interrupted when he heard voices.

"Raimundo?" Omi ran into the room.

"Omi... What happened?"

"Dojo and I were going to get the Shen Gong Wu scroll, as one activated, but we saw smoke."

"Wait... Wu?"

"Yes." He nodded mournfully. "It was lost." He sigh.

"What was it?"

"Dojo did not know. We haven't been able to get into the scroll room yet."

"W... What happened to Kimiko?"

"That question, is yet to be answered." Dojo shrugged. "The Fungster hasn't been out of the scroll room yet, he's seeing what he can salvage."

"Oh."

"Raimundo, what happened?" Omi asked, curiousity filling his voice.

"I dunno..."

"Don't lie Kid, we all know you were obviously in there."

Raimundo took a deep breath. He had to say something. "Well, um... the whole, make out session between me and Kim... that was a fake out, make out... we didn't want to get caught listening in on the conversation the monks were having... Dojo, do you know anything about a prophecy?"

"Keep going..." He ignored Raimundo's question.

He sighed and continued. "We went in there later, and then when Kimiko read it, she put it back on the table, and the flame flickered around, and I told her to stop playing with it, and she said she wasn't, and all of a sudden, it caught a few scrolls on fire, and I told her to put it out, but she was in a ball on the ground, unconscious, and from al lthe smoke, I pulled her close and then... black."

"Hmm... interesting..." Dojo nodded, hopping down from Omi's head. He slithered to the door. "I'll report to Master Fung and see the Wu in the mean time..." He left the room, with only Omi's curious eyes boring into Raimundo.

"Will you quit? It's freaking me out!"

"Oh... wrong... Sorry."

"It's Right... And that's fine, I'm just a bit jumpy I suppose."

"I don't not understand." Omi walked over to Kimiko's arm. "If there was only fire, how did she get hurt?"

"That's what I was wondering myself Omi." Raimundo glanced to the bed beside his own.

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"Strange..." Master Fung agreed. "This is the start."

"What?" A monk called Gregory asked stupidly.

"The prophecy... It begins..."

Gregory blinked and walked out of the room.

"This is bad... And Kimiko's not awake." Dojo stroked his chin. "What if - "

"We cannot think about that now..." Master Fung hushed the green dragon. "If Kimiko awakens not herself, she will need to be brought away immediately for... For..." He sigh.

"I know, I can't say it either. Raimundo is in there with her... Should we - ?"

"Don't get him suspicious, but, I would like him to be able to walk as soon as possible. We'll need Shen - Gong -
Wu. Perferably a wind Shen - Gong - Wu, so it does not look so peculiar that we cannot heal Kimiko."

"Right." Dojo went off.

"And Dojo?"

"Huh?"

"Find Clay and Omi, assemble them in the meditation room."

"Okay!" With that, everything was silent.

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Dojo turned the corner to see a cowboy hat on the ground. "Huh? Where is Clay without his hat?" He slithered around the next corner to see Clay backed up against the wall, with Gregory infront of him.

I see tongue!

That was the first thought that went through Dojo's mind. Gregory and Clay were making out, no doubt. Dojo's gag reflexes went into over drive.

"Clay!"

"Huh? What? WHOA, DOJO!"

"Yes, lover boy... Master Fung has assembled a meeting... He wants you and Omi in the meditation room. Find Omi, bring him there, while I have a talk with your 'friend.' "

Clay nodded furiously and ran off, not bothering to look back.

"Wow... You've revealed that maybe we shouldn't have had three guy dragons, and only one girl... I better not catch this again... Gregory, is it?"

"Yes it is Gregory..."

Dojo shuddered. "Go about your business, and tell this to no one..."

He turned around, too disturbed to even think about wanting an answer.

(That make out scene was dedicated to Rolliepollie44.)

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Master Fung picked up one of only two scrolls that were not burned to a crisp in the fire. He opened it and read with sorrow.

"The Prophecy has begun..."

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Wow... Major writers block... I hope I still have people who will review on this story... Don't worry, it gets better... And that make out scene was random, but rolliepollie44, I hope you enjoyed that :D :D... Okay, with that chapter out of the way, I will see what I can do with updates, but no promises... I'm busy, school starts in about a week cry... Okay... Please Review!!! Thanks!