Sorry you guys about not posting the new chapter up...and the last one was a bit too short for my liking...I hope this one is a bit better. Ive been busy with my senior year of high school and reading my favorite stories here on fanfiction. Ive been a bit disapointed with them not updating and that got me to thinking about my sotry and my reviews and people reading it. They probably want me to update too, so here it is! (BTW, my partner will be roleplaying this with me on and off this chapter and the last one were purely written by yours truely.)

"Hello...spicer..." the red headed boy looked too late. The figure behind him just seconds ago, was gone.

"Turn around...no, over here."He made sure he would catch whose familiar voice just missed his view. "Yesssss...I am here..."his eyes slowly meet the other older man's lustrous yellow orbs.

Then, things sped up and the next second he was rolling around on his bed with the raven haired man. He forced him down and bit his lips till they drew blood. Jack winced in pain, trying to struggle away from him. He finally was able to mutter "I...I never loved you...ch-chase."

And that's when he got angry, then as the room fell silent and he tossed the other goth genius...he hit the wall hard as he made a loud thud. He looked up sharply hearing someone writhing and crying out, though it was muffled, he knew exactly who it was.

"Raimundo! Let him go! You have no business with that Xiaolin Loser!" he had to remember to hid his feeling from the surface, lest the lizard harm him for thinking he had feeling for the other boy.

That was a mistake.

"I know you've already made love together, I can smell you on each other..."Chase laughed, menacingly.

"P-pl-ease...don't hurt him...I..I beg of you!T-take whatever you want!Just leave him alone..."Jack pleaded now, his makeup smearing down his reddened cheeks. So much for pretending not to like him.

He swung the Brazilian boy around like he was a rag doll. Then he began to throw him against the walls, he showed no mercy. "Is this who you would chose me over? This arrogant goody two shoes? Huh?" he screamed out, nothing but a bloody carcass left on the floor. What remained of Raimundo that is.

"Why...why would you do this to me if you really like me and care about me?"Jack choked out.

"I don't just like you, I love you..."he transformed back to his human form, Raimundo's blood covering his hands and face.

"Then why the hell can't you just be happy for me?He loved me...he loved me back..."Jack began to sob, then he paused in astonishment.

Chase rubbed the side of the pale, frail boy's face with his bloodied hand."It was love that would and could never be...and you both knew that...it was a hopeless and fruitless effort."

Jack fell over from the shock of his lover's blood all over his face now. He began to sob. Continuously, he felt his whole body throb with the realization. Chase merely watched from the sidelines, he waited till the goth had calmed a bit...or at least enough to hear him speak as he turned to go.

"Next time...when you want that from someone, you will pick the rightful and only choice you now have. One of equal evil contentment..." he paused, looking back to the broken down piece of trash he still loved deep down.

Jack awoke the next day, he was nicely tucked in bed from the night before. Surely it wasn't all just a dream? It was all too real. He rolled over in thought about all that had happened in the last week. He had managed to lose both the Wu he was sent after and he came close to success the second time but gave in. Maybe he really wasn't cut out for this kinda thing anymore? Why hadn't Wuya found someone else to catch them for her?Too many questions. He just wanted to sleep...just a little bit...more.

"JAAAACK!Wake up!"

He nearly jumped out of bed hearing that ghoulish voice, but something was different the way it sounded. More real? He looked for the ghostly figure and laid his eyes on her human form.

"W-wuya?H-how did you-"she cut him off.

"Chase came by the other day, he stole the Wu I needed to become alive again. It feels so good to be myself again."she giggled.

Jack felt he was going to be sick to his stomach, so it wasn't a dream after all. He started to break down again, Wuya got a shocked look on her face as the boy started to gush rivers from his tears.

"What's gotten into you?" She raised a brow, pulling him in by his collar of his pajamas.

"Leave me alone you old hag!"he knocked her hand loose, going into the bathroom to freshen up.

"Are we going to sneak into those Monks hideout and grab the Wu tonight?"she leaned against the closed door as she listened attentively on the other side.

Jack blew his nose till it was red and sore, "No...I've changed my mind...I'm quitting."he plainly put it.

"WHAAAAAAAAAT?You can't just get up and lay back down you brat!" Wuya insisted, twisting the handle of the bathroom door, with no success in opening it.

"Don't bother trying to get in, I've locked the door. And if you burn it down or lay a scratch on it, I will make you pay for it!"Spicer growled lowly, the air still thick with depression all around him.

Raimundo was laying in a hammock out in the garden when he heard Omi's cheerful voice.

"Yay! Spicer has given up his duties as a evil doer and decided to quit while he still has hair!"

"Don't you mean while he's ahead?"Rai rolled his eyes, but then he thought about what the short monk had just said. Jack? Quitting? It seemed absurd really... unless...unless something had come up. He got up and bolted for Jack's Hideout. "Fancy feet!"

"Raimundo, why must you flee my good news?"Omi sighed and gave the wind dragon a confused look.

"Oh boo hoo, just because you had a bad dream doesn't mean you have to quit."Wuya snarled back again to the red headed boy.

"It wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare...and it really happened."Jack muttered from behind sobs, still locked in the bathroom.

"Yes, Jack it was...I let chase use the Shadow of Fear on you hoping that when you faced your greatest fear, you would man up. But I see it has only made you more of a wimpy sorry little mommy's boy!" Wuya hollered.

It got silent...very silent. Then Jack slowly cracked the door open and sniffled.

"You...y-you mean?"

"Yes Jack...whatever you saw...never happened..."Wuya face-palmed, sighing deeply.

"You-you fiend!" Jack pointed his finger at Wuya before shouting.

"Jack bots, attack!"

Raimundo had just made it in time to witness Jack at his prime when angered and thrown off the edge.

Wuya was pummeled and beaten, nearly to death. Her full powers not restored yet. She got up and cursed under her breath while glaring at the goth. "You wait, you'll get yours one day!"

"I already have..."he twitched, a twisted new look in his eyes.

"J-ack?" The Xiaolin Monk looked towards Spicer, and he turned to look back, all he could respond was...

"Why did you come back, you Xiaolin Loser?" Making the same gesture towards his newfound lover as he just did to Wuya.