Meet the Heylin

Yin didn't dare cry if she did so, she wouldn't let herself live it down. Yin could still hear the Brazilian's comment echoing through the valleys and caverns of her mind.

"She's the Dragon of Yin."

He said her name in great vain, how was Yin supposed to react to such words. She could understand not trusting her; however, going as far as saying that she would betray them. It was impossible for her.

The night was still young; the moon showered its frown upon her, in sympathy. The star twinkled and laughed at her. Yin didn't go far when she ran from the scene of the conversation; she went back to the large tower and climbed the walls to the roof. Yin just came to stare at the night time sky.

What a day that today turned out to be. Traveling to China to live on a mountain, being accused for a future betrayal, had her name used in vain, not only that, but Yin was feeling worthless. Yet her powers were powerful.

Perhaps, it wasn't a wise idea to come here after all. No one trusted her here; no one even wants her here. Yin stood up and jumped off the roof, landing on her feet like a flexible cat. She didn't bother to get her things, it wouldn't matter to her at all she wouldn't need it.

Yin looked at the shirt she was wearing in shame, she didn't deserve this uniform, it was meant for someone they could trust. Not someone they were forced to trust. Yin took it off her torso and holding it in her hand, leaving her in a completely black outfit.

She walked to the entrance in shame as she forced herself to look back, then back in front of her. The young Dragon saw a branch on a tree and walked towards it, putting the jacket over it like a coat rack next to the front door of a house. She walked out the entry way and deep in the forest on the other side of the temple stairs and road.

At the Temple

Raimundo was in a state of confusion and sadness, how was he to know that their new team member was listening in on the conversation. Yin was quieter than anything in the world; she was just so suspiciously quiet that he had to say something about it. He had been left alone in the meditation chamber above the Shen Gong Wu vault. He should have just left his mouth shot, in the first place.

Raimundo was feeling slightly hypocritical, he, himself, had betrayed the Xiaolin side for fame and fortune. He just felt that as leader he could not let that happen again. He heard footsteps from behind him. "Raimundo, what has troubled you", asked the old man, Raimundo didn't turn to his teacher, but he did respond.

"Everyone is mad at me," he started. "I told Clay, Kimiko, and Omi that I thought that Yin was the traitor and Yin over heard the conversation. She ran off and now the others are trying to find her and here I am, by myself." He sighed.

Master Fung tilted his head and smiled at his student still a Wudai Warrior but only one more step to Xiaolin Dragon. He put his hand on the Brazilian's shoulder like a father would to his son. "Young monk, it is understandable that you feel such ways, but you must never look back on the sad parts of the past, only the good. Learn from the mistakes and better prepare. This is no different, that is how Chase Young turned from good to evil."

The Dragon of Wind turned his head to look at his master with curiosity in his eye. "Omi and Dojo said that Chase Young switched side because he was showed that holograph of Master Monk Guan saying how he was going to put Chase in his shadow."

"That only encouraged him to choose such a position for himself. There was another reason", said Master Fung.

This time Raimundo turned fully towards Master Fung. "Then what was the actual reason?"

"After you are to hear this you will not to tell anyone, is this understood Raimundo?" He nodded out of respect. "Well, you see; Chase Young before he drank the soup, once met a woman; actually she was a girl around his age at the time. He found her and she didn't remember who she was. He helped her and started to fall in love with her, and she with him. One day, for some reason, she felt betrayed by him. So she ran away from the temple and was found by Hannibal Bean, telling her all of her memory would come back and her heart would be mended if she were to drink the Lao Mang Long soup. She took the deal but didn't drink because Chase stopped her. Somehow she regained her memory and left, breaking Chase Young's heart. And that was before Omi arrived to the past."

Raimundo looked down on the ground as if looking for the answers to his many questions. How come Dojo never remembered this girl? What was this girl's name? What did Chase do to make her so upset? Why did Chase drink the soup if he was against the girl drinking the stuff? Did Chase Young… still… love her?

"I think I understand what you're trying to tell me, Master Fung, I need to trust Yin but be on my guard at the same time right?" The blue eyed man nodded and smiled under his mustache. Suddenly they heard a scream. Raimundo recognized it as, "Kimiko!"

Raimundo ran out the tower and to the entry way to find Kimiko on the ground holding what looked like a blanket; Omi looked at the ground while placing a hand on her shoulder, and angry Clay looking at the horizon.

"What happened? Kimiko, are you alright", asked the leader in concerning manner. The Dragon of Fire looked up and handed him the cloth.

"She left", was all Kimiko muttered to the leader. Clay looked back to see what was happening.

"We have to find her", proclaimed Rai as he clutched the jacket. Clay turned to his friend with a brow raised.

"Well that sure one thang I nev'r woulda thought come out your mouth", commented Clay, "what changed?"

Raimundo looked at his cowboy buddy with a serious look on his face. "I was being rash before and a total ass, and I apologize for that but right now we have to find Yin."

"Umm… Woo geez, we got a Shen Gong Wu revealing itself", said the green dragon in an itchy and twitchy affect.

"Not now Dojo, we're going to find Yin", said Kimiko.

"No guys, Yin might be in danger because a Shen Gong Wu has revealed itself."

In the forest

Yin looked at her surroundings for a moment to rest. Trees, that's all she could see. Trees, trees, bushes, grass, and, would you guess it, more trees nothing at all special to her in any way. It just looked like a peaceful forest with a lot of leaves and green. She relaxed and sat down on a rock, how long has it been since she left ten, fifteen minutes. Suddenly the sound of unfamiliar voices came to her ear.

"Hey it's not my fault I don't know where it is", whined a pathetic boy's voice. Her curiosity spiked as she heard a nasal like female voice come into play. She hid behind a bush to listen in more carefully.

"It's close, I can feel it presents near." Suddenly the jewelry started to glow around Yin's white neck. What was happening? This never happened before, what the hell was it doing. "There, hurry you foul. Before the Xiaolin warriors come to beat you, again", insulted the female voice.

Yin could think of one thing to do at this point. "Fang of the Beast", she quickly whispered, if danger was to come she would have to fight. She transformed into her more beastly form for battle, in case these people were at all dangerous.

She could see two small pale hands push away the bush's branches to reveal a pale skinned boy with red hair and eyes, with black eyeliner on making it look as though he was bleeding black beneath one of his eyes. His drench coat was charcoal black; the edges of it were torn, black boots, black glove that gave his fingers air to breath. Everything he was wearing was black excluding his yellow and red swirled goggles.

Yin growled in a feral manner glaring through her catlike eyes, and jumped out of arms reach, landing on all fours. She looked at the woman now in front of her. Much older than the boy perhaps in her late twenties, her hair was long going all the way down to her feet, she was very tan, her eyes were unusually lime green, her lips were ruby red, and a tattoo under her eyes. Her dress was black saving the dark red seams and collar. This woman looked beautiful if looks could kill.

"That is one strange looking pussy cat", commented the boy behind Yin, when she heard this, she growled in aggression and turned to him.

"Careful, Jack, you must have made it mad", teased the red head. Yin had enough of treated like this and turned back to reveal her true form.

"Wuya, are you seeing what I'm seeing", said a freaked out Jack.

'Wuya', thought Yin in question, she couldn't believe this, it was actually the same Wuya from the dairy she had found in her room.

"Oh, so you have the Shen Gong Wu now", started Wuya, completely ignoring Jack's question, "Would you be so kind as to hand it over a child such as yourself shouldn't play with such dangerous toys."

'CHILD', Yin screamed in her mind. 'I'm sixteen, thank you, and proud of it!' Yin shook head in response to Wuya's demands.

"YIN", shouted a familiar voice from above. There was Omi, Kimiko, Raimundo, and Clay riding an oversized Dojo, but why. "Yin, look out!" Yin looked back, only to get shoot with hex by the Heylin witch, pushing her to a nearby tree behind her. She went straight up and landed on a tree branch avoiding the blasts of Wuya.

Yin's POV

I was not exactly good at this type of fighting, yet, Jack had already called out his robots or whatever he called them. I was just about to get shoot with another, but again I jumped away, out of sight from Wuya.

This place was crazy but it was still survivable, not like New York. I sat down and settled back on what I thought was the tree trunk. It was flatter, smoother, and warmer than a tree trunk. It also seemed to move like it was breathing or something. Then it moved away causing me to fall on my back on the branch.

I opened my eyes wide only to see a shadow above me with cold, reptilian like glowing eyes. I sat up, I couldn't get a good look at him, but I know for a fact he didn't either. It was too dark in the trees. By the squint of its eyes, it was glaring at me. I didn't know what this thing was or if it would hurt me or not.

Suddenly, the Fang of the Beast started to glow brighter, showing what both he and I looked like under a golden light. It was a person, more specifically a man around eighteen or nineteen years of age.

His black, spiky hair was long, going passed his hips, there was a dark green tint to it but I thought it was just my imagination. His uniform was dark; his breast plates were black as well as his pants, socks, and sleeve. His belt was dark red with an eye in the front of it. His armor was kind of golden in itself as were his sandals and glove.

My eyes wondered back to his face, he was indeed handsome, a strong chin, creamy looking skin. Then my eyes locked with his, black slits instead of normal pupils, they were a golden bronze.

I could feel myself blushed slightly. Then, out of nowhere, he rammed into me grabbing me around my waist and pushed me off the branch. The stranger turned us around so that he was under me and took more the impact than I did. I could see the smoke from above us. I heard a groan from under me. I supported myself on all fours to see that he was still under me and our faces were only centimeters away from each other. Why did he do that? Did he want to die?

Suddenly he grabbed the Fang of the Beast, and held out the Serpent's tail in his other hand. He had a smirk on his face, as he said in a menacing voice. "I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown."