Lobo: Hey ladies and gentlemen! I'm apologizing that for Lady Lizgon's not here because of her headaches from too much thinking and end up in the bed. Oh and ladies? If I may ask… what's your size? (a lecherous grin)

Yamato: ¬¬ (bopped the werewolf's head) Quit doin' that! It's annoying me, mutt. I don't think it's allowed you do something like that. (snorts) I bet the creator of fan fiction .net will be unhappy with your behavior.

Lobo: (whimpered) But in InuYasha fic…!

Yamato: No.

Lobo: T-T so cold… so heartless…

Yamato: (roll eyes) Disclaimer: No own Xiaolin Showdown, characters, and WU(s). Beside, she only owns our wu and us as well. (to Khu) Are we still on rematch? ¬¬

Khu: ¬¬ Just forget it so the story can began without making a noise.


Chapter Seven – Yamato's Last Judgment

What's going on!

He stared down at the river that reflected his face. His own human eyes…it's back to normal. The Tiger of Metal paused, lifting his hand and lightly touched his cheek and his eyes widened at the river. "So it's not dreaming…"

Then he groans in pain as he quickly clutching his chest. "Damn… Even though I'm now human… I forget about that damn thing." He grumbled glaring at the river for all he cared.

His eyes closed as the wind blew his hair into his face. He stared out beyond the horizon, his face almost emotionless. The bright setting sunlight shone over the horizon. A tear ran down his face as he stared at it and the longer he did the harder it was to contain his tears. He brushed the hair out of his face, as an excuse to brush away the tears streaming down her face.

Now I've got a wish granted what I want, but… He blinked looking up at the sky as the wind continued blowing through his purple-ish hair. It's not right now. Since I'm now human, I'm as weak as a wounded kitty… Damnit.

An image of a laughing Kobo and then followed up by a peaceful-looking Khu crossed his arms across his chest, a sheepish-looking Lobo with his hand scratched his head, a distracted-looking Ciara with a book in her hands in his mind, Yamato closed his red-brown eyes and sighed.

And then he reopened his eyes and studied his reflected in the river with a concerned frown. A question is… how did I become a human? I was supposed to healing my own wounds… Every time I fought Xiaolin and even Khu, I healed even faster than humans.

Curling his teeth in a snarl, he narrowed his eyes. What the damn bastard did to me? It's not venom acid… Something with it, it's got rid of my other side. But…

Lifting his bloody palm, he glared at it. If I continued to ponder this, my life is getting shorter and shorter as a human! He gritted his teeth angrily, his bloody palm clutched into fist tighter in anger.

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Xiaolin Dragons were ready in a fight mode stance, glaring coldly at the stranger as Ciara's eyes widened in surprise. "Aren't you..." She whispered softly, causing the others turned their head to her. "A balance that Kobo spoken of? A black spirit that who controlled the balance of all creatures?"

The black dog-like type spirit lifted his canine face and stared directly at Ciara for a long pause and then he nodded. "That is correct, Lady Heylin Witch. But actually, I'm the first balance."

Ciara blinked. "But I thought Kobo told me that the first balance died after battling with Lycan?"

The spirit lowered his canine head and narrowed his cold purple eyes. The red scar on his left eye the Heylin of Wood noted as the first balance spoken. "Actually, I was but…something unexpected happened in between us."

Kimiko stepped forward, lowering her arms as the confusion look spread on her face. "What did you mean by something unexpected happened?" She asked as the others nodded in agreement.

The first balance closed his eyes as he continued. "When the were-kitty was calling to me… I came to her call. I stopped Lycan from killing her and I told him I banished him even including all of the creatures I created…But Lycan…"

((The lycanthrope leader narrowed, glanced upward and saw the blue moon appeared behind the dark blue clouds, and turned around sharply, stalking angrily toward the feline. "You!" He snarled venomously, baring his pointy fangs. "You did call him forth, didn't you?"

The feline smirked and nodded.

The lycanthrope howled in fury as he lashed out his hand and grasped the were-cat's neck, holding her up in the air. "I should have you killed when I had a chance! Only if I weren't fell in love with the disgusting creature like you, you imprudent fool!"

The were-cat shut her slitting jade eyes tightly, awaited for the final kill but it never came and she felt the grasp loosen her neck as she landed on her rear on the ground. She gasped opening her eyes to see the exotic creature held up the startled lycanthrope in the air.

"You shall not harm her, Lycan…" The exotic creature replied coldly and tonelessly to the gasping werewolf in his single grasp. "You, Lycan… and you, Sekhmet… All of the creations of the demon… are now banished and no longer to live in peaceful land again."

Sekhmet looked confusedly at the quietly, strange creature and she doubled looking at him as the feline gasped softly, the exotic creature looked nothing like all other creatures.

As the first balance turned his head, eyeing her and realized Sekhmet was slowly returning to unconscious. He spun back to Lycan he held by the collar and snarled, "As I knew you'd planned to kill me. So kill me then. Your pain won't disappear forever."

A smile on the young werewolf's face surprised the black spirit as he replied softly, "What is the beyond of the light? I shed no tears but blood, Balance. Tell me why I shed no tears but blood?"

A blood splashed onto the ground as the three-scratches on the left cheek, he continued with smirking so widely at the balance. "Blood is all but sole tear drop. What am I?"

The cold purple eyes narrowed at the smiling werewolf, not clearly understanding his strange words. Suddenly, the werewolf slowly pulling out of the pocket and revealing the four strange weapons he smirked darkly as the balance's eyes went wide in surprise.

"Youkai Claws! Devil's Touch! The Shard of Dreams!" Lycan commanded with a last smirk. "And Fox's Duplicate!"

A light exploded over the spot where they stood as the balance let out a cry of startle before it start to disappeared into nowhere.

Lycan fell on his knees, clutching his chest as he choked. "Damn… He poisoned me first!" He narrowed angrily, "But… I finally did it… I destroyed him." He glanced over the unconscious were-cat as his eyes softened at the sight of her and he stood up, limping away.

He almost never came back… not until General Yanji found him first…))

"Even though his plan backfired, the combination of four ancient magical objects is the most dangerous to wield. It wasn't destroyed me… It…" The black spirit paused. "It took a dark side out of me… the rebirth of the second balance. Great General Yanji successful killed the second balance. Even he was too late to save Lycan's life…"

Raimundo frowned thinking and then he narrowed his eyes. "So it means… One is a duplication… and another is a real one."

The black spirit nodded. "Yes. The one is within a memory…but another is locked away with no memories but one." He lowered his head to the ground. "One he only remembered before his death."

"So I reckon we should find 'em." Clay commented as he grunted tilting his unbelievable cowboy hat but the balance shook head.

"No." He replied with a sigh. "The four weapons must be found first so the problem could be restored."

Omi bounced suddenly, trusting his small finger in the sky as he announced. "As I said we must search for them immediately as soon as you can add eggs before they emerged!"

Everyone sweatdropped at his words except for the balance as the spirit cocked his head to side in confusion. Kimiko informed him, "Meaning you can count eggs before they hatched."

As they followed the balance through the woods on their journey as Rai turned his head over to the sun with a concerned frown. Khu…

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His fingers gripped tightly into the dark green grass as he lowered his head at the front of the smirking opposite. Damnit… He had Kobo. He thought knowing he attacked the dark werewolf won't help him.

"Gentlemen… Please gave our new guest a tour…" He heard Lycan announced with venom of sarcasms. "While we let our little tag-along show us to the cursed temple."

Being taking away by two werewolves, Lobo frowned wondering what's the cursed temple that so called dead traitor was talking about.

Kobo… He tried to look at his brother's eyes but seeing him avoid his eyes as he was cut off into the gate. Kobo!

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Turning his head over his shoulder to stare in surprise at the small black dragon, Khu frowned. "The cursed temple? Don't tell me it's a Heylin temple?"

Gojo frowned upward at the loner before shrugging his shoulders. "No, it's not. Heylin Temple is where that snake bastard died and so are other formers. I think… the cursed temple is where the beginning of the light and the ending of the light."

Khu knotted his eyebrows in confusion at the dragon and glanced back to the ancient path in the woods. "The light? That's strange…" He replied softly, scrutinizing the ancient path before he walked into it and leaving poor Gojo alone.

"Wa-wa-wait!" Gojo yelped, scuttling after him.

Khu rolled his amethyst eyes in annoyance and silent wondering why his older brother offered him Gojo for a private ride. Marc… if you aren't accidentally broke the spell off from the statue that moron was in, none of this happened again. He chuckled silently, shaking his head.

If only Yamato hadn't suddenly left them and end up being taken away by an evil force.

Suddenly, he stopped ignoring poor Gojo bumped into his leg. Déjà vu… Narrowing his eyes as he turned around looking at the woods behind his back. As if I feel something like it happened after I defeated water snake demon…

"Um… Khu…" Gojo looked nervously behind the Tiger of Darkness's long legs. "I don't like it. Dojo used to say this place called The Forgotten of All Spirits… I used to be fearless long ago…"

Khu tuned him out, looking for something he sense and frowned when he can't seem finds it. "Quiet down, gecko. Let's go." He hissed returning to walk away, leaving poor Gojo again.

Gojo sighed, Just like Xuan after all…

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A shadowed over his wounded body as he continued limping through the forest, he choked as another puddle of blood falls on the old road he was walking on. He wouldn't give up like this; he was sick back then before he met Chase Young in his youth life.

"Can't anything get this worse?" Yamato snarled under his breath as if the gods answered to his question.

KA-BOOOM!

An annoyed looks on his face, as he was very soaked to bones under the heavy rain. "It's not what I meant, damn you!" He roared at the sky, shaking his fist furiously. "I bet you guys laughing your ass off at me!"

And he got his response with a lightning bolt stuck the tree beside him and the poor tree was burned to ash. "Eh… Never mind…" The Tiger of Metal chuckled nervously, scooting away from the pieces of ash. He knew in his blood, he would get stuck by a lightning like that if he's a tiger of steel.

Metal-type items are attracting to the lightning like the moths attracted to a light.

As the ill-tempered warrior of metal sulked angrily under the black clouds, glaring through his soaked dark amethyst bangs at nothing.

Until he passed the strange-looking man who looked a lot like him and he suddenly stopped his track as he glanced over his shoulder and stared at the man.

"Huh…?"

The man polished his precious blade – a rare color of aqua with a symbol of Chinese "forever" on the center of a blade. As if he felt he was watching by a boy, the man glanced up at him. "What are you staring at for?" He asked with faint accent of ancient Chinese and Japanese, his eyes showed a familiar color…

That what it caught the boy's attention as his eyes widened in confusion and awe at the man's eyes. It was the same color as his eyes…

"Who… who are you…?" Yamato meekly asked, nearly off balance and to stop himself from falling over by pressing his hand against the bark of an oak. "Tell me damnit!"

The man stared at him silently, a something flashed across his eyes and then suddenly he smirked.

"Who am I?"

Yamato stared at him in confusion, running his fingers through his dark soaked amethyst hair as he silently wanting to yell or demanded him about why that man looked lot like him. "You… You looked lot like me… except for that long hair… Wait…" As he recalled Ramon teased him by calling him a long hair because of his name. "Aren't you…" He began.

"I am the one that died here…" The man continued ignoring Yamato. "I was once fought a sea-snake demon and died of drowning in his first grave. Heh, I don't even get a chance to fighting my eternal rival."

What he is saying…? The boy thought stepped backward in one time, staring disbelief at the man. Why he's talking as if he's already dead?

The man chuckled darkly, moving a lone bang away from his face with his right hand and smirked at the boy. "How ironic… I fear the sea yet I fought it and sea is my grave. That bastard's kid brother died of defending a grand master monk he got respected and even a grave stone for him…and what I did deserve from him? Nothing. Even nothing at all…not a hint of appreciation from them after I did it sparing his life."

He turned his head and staring at the river by and a lip twitched into a half-smile on his pale face. "Zhai used to say a risk for my life to save all but one… yet killing all but one. I do not understand his damn riddle. He sometimes to can be all wise-ass I care but I sometime to think about what he say. Heh. I realized it was too late to change that as if I was alive in that time."

Zhai…? Does it mean he… Yamato thought to himself, eyes went wide as saucer-like size. "You're the former Tiger of Metal, aren't you?"

The man turned his head back to the boy and smirking so widely at him. "Is that so then?" He replied with a sly chuckle. "If I wasn't, then what if I'm your death grim I could take your life away." And then he laughed at the boy's reaction. "You better to defend your life against me."

As the haunting wind blew through their blood tainted red hair, the man and the boy stared at each other. The one with a smirk and another with a frown…

"Remember, you have to think careful first…" Yamato remembered Khu's warning to him before he entered his room. "Or you'd be late for your own funeral."

A funeral… His teeth gritted at the thought of two empty gravestones of his dead parents as he glared at the man. Ha, I'll cheated death once again as like I did in age ago.

A hidden smile behind the man's smirk, knowing what went through the boy's thought. It's your last judgment, little yama.

End of the Chapter Seven


Khu: Ok, time for sneak peek about upcoming Next chapter: "Silver Poisoning"

Gasping for air as the hand reached for his chest where the heart is and clutched it tightly, hurling over the table. The teacups scattered all over, almost shattered at sudden movement.

All he saw was a demonic looking eyes before he blacked out, knowing the last thing he don't want to remember…

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