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Chapter 3

Two Weeks Later

It was several days before Wuya and Chase deigned to speak to one another following their discovery, and the conversation was hardly what one could call pleasant: regardless of what had been said, it had ended with Wuya flouncing off, proclaiming that she was done with this and wanted the kid out of her before it ruined her body. Of course, she had not acted upon these words – much to Chase's glee, considering that this had been his prediction – and was now, two weeks after finding out she was pregnant, barely talking to Chase Young and still carrying his child.

These had been the longest two weeks of her life. She found that she almost – not quite but almost – missed that little puzzle box that Dashi, and then Raimundo, had trapped her in. At least she had been on her own there, free of a moody dragon warlord and an unborn child that ... well, that she truly couldn't tell was there.

Wuya was most surprised at that; she was two weeks into her pregnancy and honestly felt no different. There was no swelling and she was, so far, free of craving and morning sickness. However, she was aware that it was normal for her not to feel anything only two weeks in; give it a month or two, and maybe she would be missing this calmness.

Wuya was currently lounging by the pool of crystal clear water in the lair; her feet were peacefully immersed in the cool of the water and her sharp eyes were closed in relaxation. Around her, she could feel, rather than see, the jungle cats, and it occurred to her that, for the first time since she had come to this place, she was under their protection. Chase must have ordered them to protect her so long as she was carrying their evil offspring – perhaps she had underestimated just how desperate he himself was to have evil back to the standard it used to be at, when the monks feared the Heylin rather than got kicks out of beating them.

She took a deep breath as a reminder that she was doing this for evil. It was all for the sake of evil. As soon as this child had beaten the side of good, she could rule the world and there would be nobody to stop her; even the child would not harm her, considering that she was his or her mother.

Ah, and there was another little question niggling at the back of her mind. Despite the circumstances, Wuya wondered if the baby was going to be born male or female. Which would be more intimidating to the side of good, she wondered? Whichever it was, the child had better be damn well the most evil force ever to exist so that it could hurry up and wipe out good; the sooner that was over and done with, the sooner Wuya could claim all the shen gong wu and regain her powers. Once she had her powers back, evil world domination would be hers for the taking.

The water began to feel a little warmer around her feet – her body heat was slowly warming it – and she moved her legs in order to feel more coolness; the day was relatively hot and she found the cool to be relaxing.

However, things were relaxing for only a few more moments before she felt a ripple run through her body and soul, her figure shuddering in realisation: a new shen gong wu had revealed itself!

"I'm sensing a shen gong wu" Wuya hissed. "I have to..."

"To what?"

Gulping a little, Wuya turned around to meet the golden eyes of Chase Young, already irritated that he was here and so she could not simply sneak off to find the new wu without his notice.

"A new shen gong wu's gone active in the Himalayas" Wuya told him, successfully keeping any worriment out of her voice as she stood to face him. "We should leave now before the monks realise that..."

She stopped in her tracks when she saw Chase shaking his head.

"There is no way that I will allow you to enter a Xiaolin showdown at this time. The first thirteen weeks are the time in which you are most likely to lose the child and I have no desire to attempt further procreation."

Wuya glared at him; did he actually think that she had enjoyed it? Sure, Chase was a fiendishly good-looking man, in an evil sort of way, but he sure as hell hadn't been gentle with her, and while Wuya appreciated at certain amount of roughness in the bedroom, there were limits that he had gone far beyond.

"We can't stop hunting the wu for nine months!" Wuya hissed. "Or even thirteen weeks!"

The very thought of not even bothering to go after the shen gong wu for even just thirteen weeks was, in the witch's mind, simply lunacy and pure foolishness.

Chase opened his mouth to begin saying something, but seemed to reconsider, leaving the Heylin witch confused; at least, until he grudgingly spoke.

"I will participate in showdowns. However, you are staying here."

Wuya found this almost as bad – she knew that Chase had little interest in shen gong wu and may not fight for them in the way that she herself automatically would. However, before she could even open her mouth to protest, a crack of black lighting reigned down around the warlord and when it disappeared, he too was gone.

Wuya frowned; damn teleportation always took him away from undesirable situations and conversations, even when she wanted to continue them. Oh well, she could yell at him later.

Or glare behind his back, at least.

For now, she would just hold back and think up a plan to get out of the lair without him noticing next time a shen gong wu went active. There was little point in going now, after all, considering that Chase was already gone. However, if he thought that she was just going to sit at home and wait until he returned each time, he was mistaken.

If he wasn't going to allow her to accompany him or to go on her on, then she'd just have to sneak out regardless. After all, she may be pregnant with – she shuddered – his child, but that didn't mean she was taking orders from him.

Please R&R