Chapter 14

Chase stood on a hillside, looking down at the scene before him in utter horror.

A village he had known for so many years was now in ruins, smoke and flames reaching to the sky. The screams of hundreds of people were in the air, but Chase couldn't hear them, all he heard was the dark laughter that seemed to be coming from everywhere.

Chase was frozen in fear. One would think this was just a horrible nightmare, but he knew better. This was more than just a nightmare…

This was a memory... His memory...

A cold, earsplitting roar erupted from the village. Chase turned away and shut his eyes tight. Trying to wake himself up before he saw more, but the dream would not release him. The evil laugh of long ago seemed to grow louder, and Chase's eyes snapped open.

Floating in the blood red sky, Moby Morpher in hand and 10 feet tall, was the one who dared to laugh at the destruction.

Hannibal Bean

Chase glared up at his enemy but before he could attack another monstrous roar pierced the air, much closer this time. He looked at his surroundings and realized that he was no longer on the hill; He was in the courtyard of the xiaolin temple.

Chase ran through the familiar grounds that were littered with fire and rubble and turned a corner only to stop dead.

A large green and black dragon stocked around two battered warriors that were none other than the masters Dashi and Monk Guan. They each struggled to stay standing, clearly they had received a fair amount of deep wounds, but the look of unwavering determination still burned in their eyes.

Guan raised his spear as the beast bared its fangs and lunged. He stumbled back, but Guan managed to keep himself from being torn apart. He was, however, unable to avoid the dragon's tail, and was whipped hard and sent flying into the wall of a crumbling building.

"Guan!"

Both Chase and Dashi stared wide eyed at the unconscious warrior. Chase began to move to his side but something held him back. He looked over his shoulder and saw Hannibal's vine like arm wrapped tightly around his.

Chase turned back to Dashi as the beast approached him. His face showed no anger, no sign of fighting. He looked at peace. The beast prepared to pounce, teeth bared, and Dashi reached into his sleeve. Chase went wide eyed as the memory of what happened next became clear in his head. "NO!"

"Sun Chi Lantern!"

There was blinding explosion of power. Chase covered his eyes and struggled to move forward to his Masters aid. Once again the beast roared, not in anger or warning, but in pain and as it did the roar turned into a human cry.

Chase could finally see. On the ground where the beast had been lay an unconscious man in torn blue robes with long sharp black hair. Floating over him was Dashi, but in a form of pure chi that made him appear like a ghost, glowing brightly. The ghost of Dashi smiled at Chase then vanished into nothing.

"Dashi!" Chase finally pulled out of Hannibal's grip and ran forward. He looked around frantically but there was no sign of the grand master. Just him, the two warriors, and that horrible laugh…

"HANNIBAL!"

Chase looked at the Bean with what can only be described as utter hatred. It was the same hatred he had had in the past. The same hatred that made him swear revenge. And the same hatred that drove Chase to hunt the scum of a warrior until he had finally been destroyed...

Hannibal looked down at Chase and laughed with a wide yellow grin. He raised his arms and the Moby Morpher glowed bright as the bean took on a new form.

Still large, and still floating, but the bean was now a young human boy with tan skin, brown hair, green eyes and a cruel smile. Even his voice changed as he continued to laugh at the warrior's loss.

"Raimundo..?" Before Chase could get over the shock, Raimundo raised a hand and sent a gust of wind at him. Lifting the warrior off the ground and blowing him over the wall and falling into pitch darkness...

Chase snapped forward, practically hyperventilating. His eyes darted around his room a moment until he was sure of where he was. It had just been a dream…

You know it wasn't…

The entire dream seemed to come crashing back onto him at once, and Chase buried his head in his hands.

Dashi had restored Chase's soul at the expence of his own, he would never forget that. But he had never dreamed of his memories in such a way…and why had Bean morphed into Raimundo?

"This could be an Omen…"

Or it could just be your guilt over Dashi's death finding a different way to torcher you…

Chase looked out the window. It was still very late, a few more hours till dawn. Chase laid back on his mat and tried to clear his thoughts till morning.

He would lie there for the remainder of the night, unable to truly return to sleep.

Authors Note: And that is the story of why Chase is still on the Xiaolin side. I hope you all like it :)

P.S: I have had multiple ideas for my next Xiaolin Showdown Parody story, and decided to try a poll for which people would want to see first.

so please go to my profile and vote for which parody you would like to see me do next!

thank you and next chapter soon :)