Okay, I realize that I incorrectly named the soup in a previous chapter. So, that will be remedied later on. I have decided that Chase will be meeting a lot of OCs because it will give me a chance to make a few more to with what I please later on. However, there are a few OCs that Chase is not allowed to meet because of their delicateness and he can be just so mean when he chooses to be. This chapter shows that Chase is learning his cubs' antics as they're going to be revealed to have more of a will power of their own than his own cats. I'm really going to admit it was J.K. Rowling, who inspired the idea. So, all credit goes to her. Jack is going to develop quite a backbone, which in the end might impress Chase in the long run, or further piss him off. Anywho, I do not own any of the characters of Xiaolin Showdown or Hellsing. Any characters that show up and hint to a crossover into any other verses is purely coincidental.

Greyback & Sabretooth: Right.

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Chase slept soundly in the bed Jack gave him to use. Jack's parents were on yet another business trip so it seemed, which meant that Jack wouldn't have to worry about explaining his new friend. Artemis and Apollo were snuggled up next to him; Artemis snuggled under the pit of his arm and Apollo stretched out in between his legs with a paw resting on his healing thigh. Chase actually wondered if it would scar as he thought about Jack having to redress it the other day. The doctors had told him that it might need to be redressed on occasion, but they felt he could tend to it himself quite easily. He hated the sight of the stitches when he had watched Jack clean it carefully as the twins sniffed at it curiously. At first, par Jack's demands surprisingly, Chase didn't sleep with the twins in the bed with him, but after the nightmare that almost had him clawing at the wound had Jack not stopped him, Jack allowed it because it gave him peace. Even though it was just a nightmare, Chase could still see the image of Alucard sticking his long, red tongue into the wound as he pulled at the stitches like pulling the seam from a doll as clear as day. Chase honestly thought it was how the monster looked up at him so casually that haunted him. Chase was roused when someone placed something on his lap, disturbing Apollo in the process. Chase sniffed the air, smelling cinnamon and maple. His mouth watered when he smelled bacon as he stirred. Opening his eyes, he saw Jack smiling at him as he held a fussy Artemis in hand.

"Hey, I brought you breakfast," he stated. "I didn't know what you liked, so I had chef-bot make pancakes with bacon and eggs, sunny-side up."

"It smells good," Chase replied as he sat up to see the meal before him, "and the looks do not disappoint either."

"Then eat up," Jack commented, "I've got to get these two fed." With that, Apollo jumped up and grabbed Jack's leg. "Yeah, yeah, I know, you're my biggest eater."

Chase watched with a smile as Jack carried off Artemis with Apollo hot on his heels. It was nice to know that Jack had taken the care of his cubs seriously when he had told him that he had been fixing them a special mixture of meat and formula. He was surprised when Jack told him how fun it actually was when he gave them an occasional bottle of formula, but when he had given them one himself, he could tell why Jack enjoyed it so much. He bonded with the cubs in a way that he would have never been able to do with his warriors. Looking down at his breakfast, his stomach demanded that he partake in the meal. Slowly, he cut into the pancakes before taking an uncertain bite. Oh, will that chef-bot ever cease to amaze my taste buds? Chase thought as the flavors danced on his tongue. It was one of the few robots that Jack built that Chase actually liked because it lived up to its programming. It wasn't that Jack's robots didn't do what they were programmed to do, it's just that chef-bot did it successfully. Chase ate his breakfast happily and finished about the same time as his cubs as they came trotting up to him, licking their messy chops. Jack followed them in, stopping at the doorway as he looked at Chase, who picked up the cubs.

"Hey, I've got business I've got to tend to," Jack stated, "Since Wuya left, I've had to find other ways of getting along."

"That's fine," Chase said.

"Okay, then ground rules," Jack commented.

"Ground rules?" Chase started.

"One, take it easy, I don't want you getting hurt," Jack began, "two, don't go into my parents' room, and three, if you need anything, don't be afraid to call me."

"Three rules, is that all?" Chase muttered sarcastically.

"I believe that three's enough," Jack admitted, "You're a smart guy, I don't really have to worry about you doing anything stupid. I just set those rules as precautionary measures."

"Alright then," Chase responded, "but must I rest? I am dying of boredom here."

"I never said you had to rest," Jack teased before leaving.

Chase waited until he heard Jack shut the door behind him before he turned to his cubs. "Want to go look around, and go into his parents' room?" Jack should have known that not giving that ridiculous second rule would have been more effective. Hearing his cubs mew excitedly, he grinned mischievously. "Yeah! Come on, let's go."

Chase got up and made his way out of the spare bedroom, looking this way and that. He had hacked into Jack's mainframe multiple times, and even snuck in to Jack's "evil lair" as that was the most likely place to find him. However, he had never really looked around Jack's home before. Now that Jack had told him not to enter a specific room, he was itching to defy the little upstart. Since he never actually agreed to it Jack couldn't punish him, not that he ever would. He looked around as he followed his cubs down the hallway. The first room he entered he automatically knew was Jack's room. It was a bit more elegant than he would have imagined, but it still screamed Jack. CDs and DVDs littered the bookshelves in there, and clothes were piled around a hamper. Chase looked over at the obviously slept in bed to see a poster of him hanging over the headboard.

"I certainly hope he doesn't do anything questionable while looking at that poster of me," Chase muttered as his cubs mewled. "How did he get such a good shot, though?"

After investigating Jack's room, Chase and his cubs moved on to the next room, which happened to be the master bedroom. It was so droll that Chase couldn't believe that Jack was related to these people. He suspected that the antiques belonged to Jack's mother because he certainly hoped that they did not belong to his father. He was looking at the king size bed that was just too perfect when he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Apollo was sniffing at an antique that was out of his reach. As soon as it tilted over and the cub ran for safety, Chase raced over and caught it before it hit the ground. He immediately regretted it when he saw mischief spark in his cubs' eyes.

"Don't touch anything," he whispered fiercely. Apparently, their parents didn't have time to teach them to obey me, Chase thought in sheer panic as he saw them move to make more antiques fall. Placing the one he had caught on the bed, he raced to catch the antiques that either fell or went flying. He was frustrated that he wasn't at his usual speed, but he'd have to focus on that later. The cubs were getting quicker as he was getting loaded down with antiques because they seemed to be throwing them off of their perches faster than he could get them to the safety of the bed. "No, bad kitties," he whispered frantically, hoping that that would make them stop. However, he wouldn't be so lucky as Apollo saw one particular statuette that he wanted to get to. Artemis just laughed as she tangled up in his legs causing him to worry. Should he save the many antiques still in his hands, or save the one that was placed so high for a reason? Chase was at a loss as he cried out, leaping for the one that Apollo swiped off with his paw. He looked at it with wide eyes as it played in slow motion for him. He had miraculously caught the one as he fell to the floor only to clench at the sound of the many other antiques breaking on the floor. The cubs even knew that the crashing sound was a bad thing as they looked at him uncertainly. Placing the one he had saved in the middle of the bed, he quickly ushered his cubs out and back to the guest room where he crawled into the bed and they quickly took their spots beside him.

He had stayed there for the rest of the day, except for occasional bathroom breaks. He looked at the door out of the corner of his eye when he heard Jack open the door. He shushed the twins as he heard Jack move throughout the house. He figured he must have stopped at his room first as he heard chuckling before he glared at the twins questioningly. He turned his attention back to the door when he heard more footsteps and sat there with anticipation when they paused before moving away from him.

"CHASE!" Jack roared, much to Chase's surprise. The cubs tucked into his lap in fear as he pulled out a scroll and started pretending to read. He had wide eyes when Jack slammed open the door with a mixture of shock and rage on his face as he glared at Chase. "What the hell, man?!"

Instinctively, Chase pointed to the cubs, surprised as the childish words flew out of his mouth, "They did it." They looked up at him and hollered as his gaze shifted from their accusing faces to Jack's enraged one.

"I told you to stay out of my parents' room," Jack roared, "Now, my mother's prized antiques are broken!"

"I saved some of them."

"Some of them, yeah! But what about the ones on the floor in pieces?!"

"Again, they did it."

"They wouldn't have if you hadn't of gone in there!"

"And I wouldn't have gone in there if you hadn't told me 'not to.'"

"Do you realize how childish that reasoning is? And that's coming from ME?!"

Chase stared sourly in front of him as Jack had somehow hit the proverbial nail on the head. He was surprised when Jack sighed, and even more so, when Jack lovingly ran his fingers through his hair. Chase stared up at Jack in confusion as Jack gave Apollo a mild glare as he asked him why he had to tear apart his underwear. Chase looked at Apollo in time to see the cub roll over on his back and wave his paws at Jack, trying to be cute. Chase smiled as he rubbed Apollo's belly while Jack continued to run his fingers through his hair. Suffice to say, Chase had never known this sensation before. Well, that's not entirely true, he received a preview of the sensation when in the few moments of sentiment Dashi had given him a pat on the head, tousled his hair, or ran one swift hand through his bangs. With Jack, the movement was repetitive and loving like a mother's. Chase reluctantly removed the comforter from himself when Jack asked to see how his stitches were holding up. He watched as Jack's fingers moved deftly around the stitches before gently kissing them much like a mother kissing a child's proverbial "owie." Jack looked up at Chase with wide eyes after he realized what he had done, but when Chase didn't do anything, Jack placed a new bandage over them. He said that in a day or two, Chase could start moving around without covering them, saying that air was supposed to help in the healing process, which Chase already knew. Jack had already scheduled an appointment for when Chase would get his stitches removed, which unnerved him greatly, but then he truly had always hated hospitals.

"Jack," Chase muttered, "you're avoiding the fact that you just..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Jack cried out really fast as he went into his usual groveling position, "I have a little cousin, okay? It's a force of habit, second nature."

"I already know about your cousin," Chase stated, crossing his arms.

"So, you're not going to pound me into a little puddle?" Jack questioned.

"Do I look like the Xiaolin monks, who get pleasure in beating you?" Chase retorted.

"You have to admit, you can be just as violent," Jack pointed out.

"It's because you either ignore the warnings that you are annoying me, or you get in my way," Chase commented. "I don't do it because I get pleasure from it."

"You're starting to sound like you're getting ready to say 'these so-called Xiaolin monks aren't very hero-like, are they?'" Jack said as he change the pitch of his voice to match a woman's as he tossed in a few air quotes.

"Sounds like you've been talking to someone who feels this way," Chase mentioned.

"Oh yeah," Jack chirped as his whole demeanor got excited, "she's so totally awesome. She hangs out at where I work as she works on stuff. She has even given me great ideas for my robots that I haven't even considered."

"She certainly sounds exciting. Do we have a crush?"

"What?! No! Besides, she'd be more your type of chick."

"And what is my type of chick?"

"Well, she's 21, she knows how to fight, she's very well educated in certain dark matters, some of them she says that I'm too young to know about, and despite how she's sarcastic, she's a very no-nonsense kind of girl."

"And that's my kind of girl?"

Jack shrugged his shoulders before saying, "She might bug you, at first. She doesn't care for cocky guys, the only reason she hangs with me is because she says I'm quirky and need looking after."

Chase smirked, "She's right about the need to be looked after."

"So, how is it I'm looking after you?" Jack replied with his own smirk.

Chase chuckled, "How is it, indeed."

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Chase: What OC is this? Little Gabriel?

MsN: *hisses* Don't touch him, or Alucard can eat you! What do you think LadySly will do to you if you lay a hand on him?

Chase: We've already broached this bridge.

Snape: Yes, multiple times might I add. He's doing it to get your goat.

Alucard: That's my job.

Chase: You're not doing it well enough.

Alucard: Are you telling me how to do my job?!

MsN: Down, you two! Victor!

Sabretooth cracks his knuckles.