A/N: Hey Guys! Sorry for not updating...I-Searches are here. Here we have a little bit more history of the guy in the Prologue. Meanwhile, I'm glad you guys like Free so far! Here we go!

Chapter 12

Fallacious Assumption

"Dojo Konojo Cho, " Master Fung started, slowly facing the green dragon. "I think we may have found our savior….and our demise."

Dojo blinked, taking in the information that he received. His eyes shrunk and started to shake uncontrollably.

"You mean...you found…I mean…how…are you sure? How...how did you find him? What made you think that?"

Master Fung sighed. "I..I am not completely sure…it is just that during Raimundo's element training, he gave off tremendous powers of wind, showing power beyond his years. It worries me. It worries the other dragons more."

Dojo's mouth was agape at Master Fung's assumption, and stared at him disbelief.

"Wait wait wait, whoa whoa whoa, now hold on. You think RAIMUNDO is the GRANDSON of the General DEMON, that caused one the greatest massacres of all history!"

Master Fung rubbed his temples and sighed. "Yes…Dojo."

"Okay look Fung, If Pedrosa was HIS Grandson, HE wouldn't be here!"

"No Dojo. I chose Raimundo because I saw possibility in him. I saw that he had a hidden power, that others did not have. Kimiko, Clay have the same power. When I saw his excelled performance of his element use of the time he has been here, I have noticed that they are not were they should be at his age. And at training, he created a storm that could have demolished an entire city."

"Yeah well, you could have overlooked something! I mean…we don't have any family background on him. I mean, WHAT ARE THE CHANCES that he would be the grandson, of the deadliest beings that would rank up to Chase, Wuya and Hannibal. Him being Number One?"

Master Fung sighed, troubled by his thoughts. "Again Dojo, I do not know. His excel in power deeply worries me. Dojo, do you recall the General's demon element?"

"Yeah, he used storms...and typhoons..to …destroy……land…." Dojo stopped, and realized the small connections Master Fung kept saying. Dojo shook his head and put his hands on his hips.

"Look Fung, I'm not calling you crazy, but it's still highly unlikely, for a guy like RAIMUNDO to be related to Him. And besides, he wore the ultimate Wind Shen Gong Wu around his neck called the Wind Star Comet. He used that level villages. And if Raimundo were TRULY his grandson, Old General would have probably given it to him. And lately I haven't seen, or SENSED the Wu near or on Raimundo. And thank Dashi that he doesn't have it. You know what it can do."

Master Fung sighed, his visage still shrouded with worry. "I know Dojo…perhaps you are right. Maybe I am judging Raimundo wrongly. For the past few nights, I've been sensing a powerful energy around the Temple, it keeps me up late at night, and I do not get much sleep."

Dojo slithered onto Master Fung's shoulder and patted it. "Master Fung, now you are just being paranoid. Raimundo probably just had a short Dragon Rage. When ever a dragon gets stressed or tense, and is angered while that state, it triggers a short burst of power connecting to their element. It's common, and you've seen it before. So you have nothing to worry about!"

Dojo smiled, and his Master smiled weakly.

"Yes Dojo. That is probably it. You are wise when it comes to situations like this. Raimundo did looked tired before his training, and upset."

"See, the old prankster probably didn't get enough sleep, and he's not the only one. No that we have your little worry problem fixed, you can get a good night's rest, and think straight."

"Yes Dojo, you are quite right. Now, come with me to the Meditation Room, I need to explain Raimundo's outburst to the young monks."

"Yeah, I'll tell them just incase you start to lose it."

"Dojo…"

"Yeah okay sorry. Come on, they must be wondering where you went off to."

Master Fung nodded, and headed down the hallway where the warriors bedrooms were.

"Uh...Master Fung? The Med Room, is the other way."

"Yes I know Dojo, I just to check up on Raimundo."

Dojo frowned at the mention of his name and replied dryly. "Oh, of course."

'Now that I think about it, Raimundo's increase in jerk mode might be due to the General…nah. If he was related, I would have noticed a long time ago.'

"Here we are."

Master Fung pushed Raimundo's door open, to find him shivering, more violently than before, and searching for a way to warm up as best as possible.

Master Fung rushed to his side, and grabbed the nearest set of blankets and covered Raimundo. His shivering became more calm and silent. Master Fung sighed with relief and stood up. His face was shrouded with sorrow, he turned to look at Raimundo before closing his door. " I'm afraid Ill tidings sing in the wind of days that have yet come to pass."

"Fung, you worry, a tad bit too much. I told you, Raimundo is just a normal average human living in a magical world. He's FINE. Now Come on, the gang is waiting."

Muster Fung nodded and closed the door, as he did, a flash of cold rushed over Master Fung and Dojo's bodies.

"BRRR! Wh-whoa! Wh-wha-what was th-that?"

"I…I do not kn-know Dojo. Raimundo must be having bad thoughts. I will see to it later."

Master Fung walked down the Temple hallways to the Meditation Room.

"Hello, my young dragons. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Clay raised in hand in a relaxed way and smiled. "It's okay Master Fung! We weren't waiting for long…Now...um…pardon me asking…but…what happened with Raimundo out there?"

"Ah yes. Need not to worry my young warriors. It is but a simple Dragon Rage."

Kimiko's eyebrow arched. "A Dragon Rage? What in the world is that? Omi, do you know?"

Omi shook his head. "I have never heard of such of thing before. Master, Dojo, please tell us what has happened?"

Master Fung nodded to Dojo, signaling that he would inform the monks.

"Indeed. Kimiko, you saw Raimundo rise up into the sky and summon a storm, correct?"

The Asian nodded.

"And you all saw what he was like before the training, am I right?"

This time, Omi nodded. "Yes, he was most tired, and looked most tense. What does that have to do with the Dragon Rage?"

"It has everything to do with the Dragon Rage." Dojo interjected. "When a Dragon is stressed or tense, and is angered in that state, it triggers a short burst of power connected to their element. Kimiko must have angered him somehow, causing Raimundo do whatever he did."

"What! So you blaming this all on me?" Kimiko shouted. Her only reply were glares telling her to be quiet. Kimiko crossed her arms and huffed.

"AS I was saying, a Dragon Rage is common, I've seen plenty lots with you guys. So that's that."

Clay whistled. "Whooo wee! Dang, so is there anyway to avoid a Dragon Rage? Or stop it?"

"A Dragon Rage only lasts for a short period of time. To avoid it, get lots of sleep, and try not to be irked by everything you here. Used correctly, the Dragon Rage can be extremely helpful. Use incorrectly, it can cause a lot of damage. So you guys just keep your lids on okay?"

"Sure thing Dojo."

"No problem."

"I will learn to control my Dragon Rage, in the right moments of time!"

Everyone, including Master Fung gave Omi a glare, similar to the ones Kimiko received. Omi nervously laughed and pulled at his collar.

"Uh…I mean…I will…do my best!" Everyone's sight was off Omi, and back onto their Master. Omi gave off a silent, "Phew." Omi got off from his seat and walked over to Master Fung.

"Master, is Raimundo alright?"

Kimiko growled at little monk's question and Clay sighed.

Master Fung smiled down at the Dragon Of Water. He motioned his Dragons outside.

"Come, Dragons In-training. You must resume you exercises, this time with Shen Gong Wu of your choice. Clay, if Raimundo wakes up, you will spar against him, if not, join Kimiko and Omi and a three way sparring."

They all bowed, along with a synchronized "Yes, Master Fung.", and ran outside to the training grounds. Master Fung lifted Dojo off of his shoulder and put him on the ground.

"Dojo, I want you to watch the monks. I am going to check on Raimundo."

Dojo slithered away and replied dryly. "Yeah. You do that."

Master Fung sighed, and walked back to the warrior's rooms. He looked out a window to see the monks sparring with each other. He sighed again. "There is much dysfunction within Xiaolin Dragons, I am not sure if I can repairs the wounds in the warriors hearts. Raimundo may be not be what he seems, I should have noticed the bitterness earlier."

Master Fung stepped inside Raimundo's room, illuminating his face, to find him sleeping soundly.

"Raimundo…who are you?"