Heylin Dragon

By: Aubrie1234

Senshi woke up to the feeling of being carried off somewhere. At first he wondered what was going on before starting to thrash, only to be stopped by Jack hissing, "Stop that!"

"What's going on?" asked the digimon, blinking his eyes open. One of the Jackbots was carrying him while Jack stood at the door to the bedroom, peeking out.

"My parents are home." Jack turned to them, "Stay quiet and keep out of sight with JB-49."

"Why?" Senshi struggled a little more, "I thought they were bad people to you!"

"They are, but if they see you, we're done for." Another Jackbot opened the door to the closet for JB-49, "Just stay here until the coast is clear. I swear things'll be fine."

"Jack!"

"Muzzle him." Senshi growled as the robot clamped claws around his mouth, preventing him from speaking. Unlike the last closet, this one had no way to be seen into or out of. Senshi knew Jack had a point but he didn't want his friend to be hurt. The Jackbots may have helped Jack, but why didn't they realize that their master could get hurt? Why did they do nothing? Senshi struggled a little more until JB-49 basically pinned the digimon to its body in such a way so as to prevent Senshi from moving at all.

"I am sorry, but these are Master Jack's orders." said the robot. Senshi growled again. Gathering energy from the force being used against him, the jewel in his helmet began to glow before he thrashed something fierce, "Kabutogaeshi!" JB-49 was forced to let go or else be destroyed and Senshi charged the door but it wouldn't budge.

"What are you doing?!" exclaimed the digimon, "If Jack's your master, shouldn't you be trying to defend him?!"

"Don't make me feel guilty." said the robot, "Master Jack built us and so commands us. If he says not to interfere, then we won't interfere."

"Even if it means he'll get hurt?!" Senshi shook his head, "Then count me out."

"No." A laser gun extended from the robot's chest, "Master Jack has authorized us to use whatever force is necessary to keep you from going to his rescue. I ask that you sit and stay until everything is over."

"Katana Attack!" The katana went right through the gun and into the heart of the robot, destroying it. Senshi felt little remorse for what he had done, now focusing on the door. No matter what Jack said, the dragon didn't like leaving him alone. From what he had seen so far, even if it was nice sometimes, mostly the world was just pure evil. It was a wonder how Jack hadn't gotten chewed up and spit out yet, and if he had, then how was he still surviving? That made Senshi want to protect him all the more, so he broke down the door and came face-to-face with four Jackbots, likely having been lying in wait for him. Jack wasn't taking any chances. Senshi tried to find the power inside him to digivolve, but it wouldn't come. Why wouldn't it? He had digivolved just fine before! It looked like he'd have to rely on his own skills to get the job done.

By the time he was done trashing the Jackbots, the room was a mess and it had been a long while since Senshi had heard from Jack. The dragon left the room and made his way to the stairs. From the top, he could hear talking below and so slowly made his way down to peek around the side. From here it entered into the kitchen and a small distance away was the entrance to the living room. Senshi was just catching the tail end of the conversation, where Jack was at the front door with someone, probably his parents. Senshi crouched, ready to run over and defend his human friend, only for the conversation to end and the door to be closed, Jack leaning against it tiredly. He glanced at his watch screen and immediately frowned more than he had been, if that was possible.

"Senshi, come out. I know you're there." Jack began striding into the living room. Senshi slowly came out of his hiding spot and made to meet him there. Even with his pale skin, Jack was turning red, "All I asked was for you to stay with my robots and keep out of sight, but what do you do? You destroy five of them and nearly blow everything to pieces!"

"Jack-"

"I don't wanna hear it! Sleep wherever you want, you're not sleeping in my bed tonight!" With that, the teenage genius strode past the digimon on his way to the lab. Senshi stared after him sadly.

"Don't even try fooling me this time. I know it's a dream, so what do you want?" Senshi sat on the lab table and glared at the other end, where Hannibal was sitting.

"You don't seem surprised."

"The only surprise is that you decided to ask me now instead of sooner or later." The digimon thumped his tail on the table repeatedly, irritated, "What. Do. You. Want?"

"I want the Third-Arm Sash and the Two-Ton Tunic." Senshi raised an eyebrow.

"And what are you planning on doing with them?"

"You'll see." Hannibal's grin made Senshi uneasy. He hadn't gotten to sleep that well and this nightmare wasn't making anything better.

"Fine." growled the dragon, "Where and when?"

"In three days, in the cave on Mount Hong. See you then." Senshi then woke up from the dream, panting. His fur was drenched in sweat and so he shook some of it off. It was just the couch, Jack wouldn't care if it got sweaty or not. Realizing that sleep would ot come again easily tonight, Senshi made his way down to the lab to talk with Datamon once again.

"Is it done yet?" Datamon rolled his eyes.

"Of course it's done, why would I answer your call except for a friendly chat?" grumbled the stronger digimon, "I can send the syringe to you now. Tell me if it works."

"I will in the morning. It's too late for me to do it right now." Senshi stepped back as Datamon moved around, then pushed a syringe into the screen. The computer lit up and the screen wavered before the tip of the syringe could be seen coming out Senshi's side. Grabbing it in his teeth, Senshi pulled it through. Datamon nodded.

"Good luck." he said.

"You too." Senshi watched as the computer blinked back to normal, then stared at the syringe in his paws. Jack had been mad at him all day previously, but if he could convince the albino to try it and the program worked, then Jack would likely allow him into the safe to grab the Wu and Senshi could then give it to Hannibal. Everything would work out, he just had to be nice and patient.

"Jack?" Senshi shifted uneasily at the door to the lab. Jack has refused to speak with him that morning, but at least they ate together. That was something.

"What do you want?" grumbled the boy. A Jackbot was at his side, handing him his tools. He was going back and forth between his project and working on the computer. It looked like he was trying to program something. Senshi hopped down the stairs to the lab floor.

"There's something I wanted to say." Senshi glanced to the side, "I… I'm sorry for yesterday. I was only looking out for your best interests." Jack paused. He hadn't turned to the dragon once since Senshi had come in.

"Senshi, the reason why I didn't want you seen yesterday is because what could've happened." Jack glanced over his shoulder, "You said humans once came to your world and slaughtered digimon. If normal humans found out about digimon, they'd likely try to invade your world and slaughter more of you out of fear you might come here and try to slaughter us. Humans have a tendency to kill anything they don't know about that they think is dangerous." Jack went back to working, "There's a whole trope about it. But thank you for your apology. However, I'll need you to stay inside the lab tomorrow, preferably in the closet again."

"Why?"

"My parents came home to tell me yesterday that they're throwing a party for a promotion my father got." Jack huffed, "Thought it might be a good idea to let their only son know that place was about to be trashed and his privacy invaded."

"And you can't do anything?"

"Nope." The teenage genius shook his head, "They're my parents, they do whatever they want, even if I try and ask them not to." Senshi frowned.

"That's terrible. But that's not why I came back. Yes, I did wanna apologize, but it wasn't the main reason." This caused Jack to fully turn toward him.

"What do you mean?"

"I've been talking with a friend of mine about your neuropathy and I think we've found a cure." Senshi lifted the syringe, "If you're about to ask why I didn't just go back to the Digital World that way, it's not how it works."

"You think you can fix it?" Jack rubbed one of his knees, as if feeling the ghostly effects.

"Datamon is very smart. I really think this could help." Senshi approached as he explained, "We went about it as if neuropathy was like a damaged program and created one to fix the damages."

"Fixing a program is one thing, fixing a human body is another." Jack eyes the syringe warily, "And how would we know it would even work? My neuropathy comes and goes, it acts up when I least expect it. I haven't had any spasms for at least a week."

"Would you like a cure or not? I asked Datamon to make this and he's been working on it for weeks." Senshi held out the syringe. Jack took and gazed at it, unsure.

"...I'll try it." He turned to the Jackbot, "JB-31, making sure you have the nearest hospital on speed-dial."

"Yes Master Jack."

"You think it might hurt you?" Senshi asked.

"No, I think it might kill me. The human body is really complex, Senshi. If this goes wrong, I could die."

"Then don't try it! I don't want you dying on me!"

"I know that." Jack pat the digimon's head, "But we don't know if it works unless I try it, you made that point. And if it means I can actually be normal for once," Jack shrugged, "I'd love that."

"Jack..."

"Don't make me have one of the Jackbots restrain you again." Senshi shook his head.

"I don't want you getting hurt because of my mistake, but if you're not gonna listen, go ahead." Senshi shifted uneasily again. Jack observed him for a moment, then lifted the syringe. He felt for a vein first before asking JB-31 to use the syringe. The robot was calm and still and Jack winced as the syringe entered his arm. Senshi didn't turn away, only going over to the small medical cabinet Jack had and raiding for bandages. When he returned, the syringe was empty and Jack was holding his arm. The dragon handed the bandages to the human and helped him wrap the wound.

"How long 'til we know?"

"I don't know." Jack said, "We'll have to wait, but it shouldn't take more than a day or two, I don't think." He rubbed Senshi's back, "No matter what happens, thank you for trying."

"And if it kills you, then I'm sorry."

"I know. If this does work, could Datamon make it again?"

"Maybe. I asked it as a favor." Jack slowly nodded.

"So no miracle cure, then."

"I don't think so."

"Alright..."

Senshi hated being confined to the lab closet, watching Jack through the slits, but no one could see him. He could hear the music thumping upstairs and gave a small growl.

"Calm down." Jack said, "It'll all be over soon enough." Senshi quieted. The teen had a point. There had also been no side-effects from the program and so Jack thought of himself as finally free from his neuropathy. It had put him in such a good mood the whole day that Senshi asked about the safe, if only Jack could open it.

"Yeah, it's just me and my Jackbots. Why?" the human had asked.

"What if I need to grab a Shen Gong Wu for you and you or the bots couldn't get it?" Jack stared at him, eyebrow raised.

"I hope you're not planning to return all the Wu when I'm not looking."

"Why would I?" Jack shrugged.

"You might see yourself as good but good people still do bad things. The Xiaolin are testament to that."

"I promise I'm not gonna raid the safe." Senshi stared him in the eyes. Jack sighed.

"Okay, fine, get over here..." And so Jack scanned the digimon's pawprint into the database and Senshi could now access the safe. He didn't have a lot more time to get things done, so as soon as the party was over and Jack was asleep, he'd have to get the Wu and put them at Mount Hong. Suddenly a strange smell came into the air and Senshi sniffed. He resisted the urge to growl as he realized that someone was coming to the lab door.

"Hey, Jack." It was a girl. She closed the door behind her and jumped to the lab floor, clad in a black cat costume. Jack groaned.

"Go away, Ashley." Senshi narrowed his eyes. He didn't like this human.

"The name's Katnappé, how many times do I have to tell you? And the party's too boring. I wanted to see my fav evil genius for a while."

"If by 'fav evil genius' you mean 'fav punching bag,' then you're right." Ashley rolled her eyes.

"You're not my punching bag. I like to tease you, sure, but you're not my punching bag." She grinned, "You're the Warriors' punching bag." She snickered a little at that. Senshi couldn't help but let a small growl out. That caused Ashley to pause, "Did you hear something?"

"All I hear is you laughing at me and the party upstairs." Jack deadpanned.

"No, I heard something like a growl." Jack began to pale a little, but because of his light skin, it was hard to see. He continued to keep his composure, even as Ashley turned to her backpack, "Kittens, you smell anything?" Three little white kittens poked their heads out and sniffed the air. Immediately they began hissing and yowling, hopping out and looking at the door. Senshi bore his teeth. If they wanted a fight, he would give it to them.

"I've just got some clothes in the closet." said Jack, "And you might've heard one of my pipes hissing. I've been trying to get around-"

"Definitely not hissing." Ashley strode over to the closet.

"Jackbots!" Two of the robots floated in front of the closet menacingly. They also blocked much of Senshi's view.

"Kitties, attack!" There was a lot of hissing and screeching of metal before the Jackbots became piles of rubble under the tiny kittens, "Now I've gotta see what's in here."

"Ashley, don't!" Jack said, making to stop her, but it was too late. Throwing the door open, she came face-to-face with...nothing. There was nothing in the closet except clothes and robotic parts. Ashley raised an eyebrow, glanced at Jack, then began rummaging through the closet. Jack gave a silent sigh of relief.

"What is in here that you didn't want me to see?" she asked. Her kittens were sniffing around and hissing, having lost the scent of whatever they had smelled before.

"My dirty laundry." said Jack, keeping his voice steady, Senshi, where are you?

"Yeah right." Ashley said, but unable to find anything of importance, she huffed and turned away. Her kittens did as well and went back in her backpack, "I guess I'll see you later, loser." She turned to him with a dark smile on her face, "But I'm gonna find out what was in that closet, sooner or later. Just watch me." And with that, she returned upstairs. Jack waited a while to make sure she was gone before going into the closet.

"Senshi?" He looked around. The dragon wasn't tiny by any means, but then again, he was the same size as Omi and the tiny monk could hide very well. Suddenly something came down from the ceiling and Jack yelped, leaping back. Another Jackbot came out, ready to guard, only to find Senshi in the closet a bundle of clothes in his arms.

"One, I don't like that cat girl." He threw the clothes away, "Two, you need to wash these. Pew!" Senshi puts his paws on his nose, trying to block out the smell. Jack rolled his eyes.

"Be glad Ashley didn't catch you. Now go back in and stay there." Jack shooed the digimon into the closet again. Senshi huffed but did as he was told, still holding his nose.

It was a challenge to sneak out of the mansion without being spotted, but Senshi managed. And when he arrived at the cave, he didn't see anyone, but that didn't mean Hannibal wasn't waiting in the shadows. Bearing his teeth in case Hannibal decided to double-cross him, Senshi laid down the Two-Ton Tunic and Third-Arm Sash before running out and heading back to the mansion. He wanted nothing to do with that nasty bean but he also didn't want anyone knowing his secrets yet. Usually this wouldn't bother him, but with a friend like Jack, he didn't want to be stuck alone in this crazy world.

The next morning, Senshi slept in. Jack let him, knowing they hadn't gone to sleep until late last night, and commanded the Jackbots to make sure Wakebot left the dragon alone. Said Jackbots were a bit more nervous about Senshi because of what had happened to their comrades but agreed to help the digimon. Senshi had only tried to do what he thought was best for Jack and that was understandable, they would've done the same if Jack hadn't ordered them not to. Besides this, it was quite the peaceful morning. Jack thought he could take the day to just relax for once, not trouble himself with rebuilding or building new things. Grabbing some sunglasses and putting on some summer-like clothing, he went out to the building that housed his family's pool. It was just hitting the end of April and things were warming up, making it even better. Of course, to prevent sunburns, the windows were tinted and there were blinds just in case. The lights were also low as well. All the lights in the mansion had brightness settings but Jack preferred them to be low if possible. Lowered the chance of getting an indoor burn. Hadn't gotten one yet but he understood his albinism well enough to not take any chances. Yet this 'perfect' morning was about the be ruined.

First the Jackbots sensed something invading the area around the mansion. It was large and they quickly identified it, releasing alarms and preparing weapons. This started Jack, causing him to fall off his chair and almost into the pool. He was just about to ask what was going on when he saw the stream of smoke curling up from over the mansion walls. He gulped. He recognized that smoke.

"Plan 332! Initiate heavy lockdown!" Steels doors slammed down over all entrances to the buildings of the mansion. Jack doubted it would hold but he wasn't taking any chances, not with that thing, "Someone call Wuya and ask her why the fuck Mala Mala Jong is after me!"

"Yes sir." One of the Jackbots started a speaker call as firing lasers, clashes of metal, and roaring could be heard from outside. Hopefully Mala would leave the mansion mostly intact. His parents would kill him if the mansion was turned to rubble. Suddenly, the ringing stopped and the Jackbot began speaking in another voice.

"Hello? Jack?"

"Wuya, call off Mala Mala Jong right now!" Jack tried to keep his voice steady but there was still a squeak.

"What? He should be at the Temple now, not-" Jack froze as, with a screech of metal, Mala tore off the steel coverings and crashed through the window. With a yelp, Jack ran to the other side of the pool. Unfortunately for him, there was no way out of the building except where Mala had come in, seeing as the pool was not directly connected to the house. It was in times like this that that irritated Jack to no end.

"Call him off!"

"Mala-" The demon was having none of it. With a snarl, it crushed the Jackbot under the Fist of Tebigong. Having not expected any attacks, that was Jack's last line of defense. Now he was alone.

"N-now hold on, big guy! I haven't done anything to you!" Jack glaced around, trying to figure a way out of this situation. He could jump in the pool and it could possibly save him, with Mala being made of fire after all. But then again, being a magical fire and Jack having some of the worst luck ever, the water could just as well make Mala stronger. Growling, the demon snapped out the Third-Arm Sash and grabbed Jack. The heat from the magical fire was making him sweat in seconds and likely was going to leave a burn on his light skin. Jack struggled, wondering if this was going to be the end.

"TERA BURST!" Mini-explosions ricochet off Mala's back. The demon turned and saw Senshi standing in the hole, glaring at the demon, "Leave him alone! Katana Attack!" The sword went through the fire without damage and the demon hissed.

"Senshi, run!" Jack pleaded. Drawing his arm back, Mala punched the dragon with his free hand, sending Senshi flying, the tiny dragon unable to dodge, "Senshi!" Now it was likely that his only living friend was badly hurt if not worse. It took a lot of strength to take a blow from Mala Mala Jong head-on. Jack closed his eyes tightly, wanting it to be over already and hoping that Senshi would survive at the very least. But then suddenly more clangs came to Mala's back and the demon turned again, only to come face-to-face with a dragon, similar yet different to Senshi.

"Boujinha!" it shouted, charing headfirst into the Two-Ton Tunic and somehow hurting or surprising Mala enough to let go of Jack. Having been held over the pool, the redhead was dropped into it and quickly came up for air. Above him, he saw the dragon constricting Mala with its own body. The demon was snarling and trying to free itself but the Heylin fire seemed to have no affect on the dragon. After some more struggling, the dragon plunged its head into Mala's chest through the fire and the demon screamed before being forced back into a heap of Shen Gong Wu. The Heart of Jong was beating in the dragon's mouth, slowing down. The dragon threw the Wu away and floated over Jack, extending a large claw. Jack took it gratefully and the dragon flew him back onto solid ground.

"You okay?" asked the dragon in a slightly deeper voice than Senshi's. Jack nodded, panting from the experience.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. But you- just- wow." He dragged a hand through his hair, "You're still Senshi, right? You just… 'digivolved?'" The dragon nodded.

"I'm Ginryumon now. Champion-level and a lot stronger than Ryudamon."

"You've also got big lips." Senshi rolled his eyes.

"But you're sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, definitely." Jack glanced at the Wu floating around in the pool and frowned, "Mala was made from the Two-Ton Tunic and the Third-Arm Sash. Those are our Wu." The teenage genius began glaring at Senshi, "How the hell did Wuya get a hold of them?!"

"Wuya didn't, Hannibal asked for them."

"What?!" Jack yelped, "So you mean to tell me you go behind my back, give these Wu to Hannibal, and he gives them to Wuya and she sics Mala Mala Jong on me?! Do you have an idea how dangerous Mala is?! I was almost killed!"

"Jack-"

"I forgave you for destroying my Jackbots, but this is too far! Keeping secrets isn't worth nearly killing someone over!"

"Jack-"

"No, Senshi, I don't care what you have to say, just get out!" Jack pointed to the open hole furiously, "Go away and find someone else to manipulate! Go ahead and kill someone while you're at it!"

"I didn't-"

"GO!" Senshi's jaw locked shut. It was clear that Jack was in no mood to listen. Giving the teen a forlorn look, Senshi floated out the hole and off the grounds, no idea of where to go but knowing where he wasn't allowed. Jack watched the digimon leave, then collapsed onto his ass and wiped at the tears threatening to escape his eyes. He thought he could trust Senshi to tell him everything, but to do this and not tell him? That just didn't sit with Jack.

He'd always had trust issues, abandonment issues, if you had an issue with something he probably had it. He hid them well, his feelings and his crushed dreams, but sometimes they always spilled over and he had no way to contain or fix them. He had opened his heart to Senshi after raising the digimon somewhat and nearly getting killed because of such a mistake had put him on edge. He hadn't felt so sad or angry in over a month because of his new friend, but now things were beginning to change. He needed to go into his lab, put on some emo music, and just lock himself up for the rest of the day with his Jackbots. He had to get his mind off things and calm down, but was it ever that easy?