Heylin Dragon

By: Aubrie1234

Chase didn't need his cats to tell him when someone entered the premises of his home. He could sense that for himself. And when he found them limping back with bruises, broken bones, and cuts, he decided to see who the mysterious new visitor was. He wasn't really surprised when he saw the dragon floating in the air that looked a lot like Senshi.

"I see you have changed form."

"I didn't come for your surprise. I want a Showdown." Chase raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" Senshi bore his teeth.

"Just do it." Chase narrowed his eyes.

"Very well." He gestured to one of his tigers, who padded over with a bridle-like Wu, a jewel hanging from it, "What do you wager?"

"Nothing." Senshi grabbed the other end of the Wu and it began to glow. Chase frowned but allowed Senshi to continue, "A triathlon. Running, fighting, and solving problems."

"Where to?"

"It doesn't matter. Also, we don't use our powers and you're in lizard form." Chase transformed before the digimon's eyes and growled.

"Very well." rumbled the everlord, "Xiaolin Showdown!" The lair began to shake as the Wu glowed brightly, the cats running away so as not to get caught in it. The ground crumbled away, leaving two thin tracks. They stretched from where the two stood to a far distance away with arches every so often. At the very end was a small clearing.

"Gong Yi Tanpai!" they shouted. Because flight was part of Senshi's powers, he had to run to catch up to the much more athletic Chase. When the everlord came to the first arch, a slab of rock slammed down to block him. On the slab was writing. This must've been the 'solving problems' portion Senshi had wanted. A simple math problem, Chase solved it in seconds and moved on. How were they supposed to fight with how far apart the tracks were? Maybe at the end? As he came to the next stop, Chase looked over. Senshi was jogging along, huffing and puffing as if not in shape. Chase snorted before turning to the problem. Unlike the last one, this was a literature problem and much more complex. It was a good thing that he read up over the years, The Masque of the Red Death was not exactly a story a lot of people read. Once it was done, he glanced over again and somehow, Senshi was moving ahead of him. Looks like he had to work a little more to get ahead. Tail twitching, Chase ran ahead on all-fours. Even though he didn't know why Senshi had asked for a Showdown, he was actually having fun. It had been a long time since he had felt it. It was a good feeling.

After the last arch, Chase was the first to arrive in the clearing, Senshi close behind. The digimon had said that they weren't allowed to use their powers, so they'd have to fight by strength alone. Senshi was unfazed, having to face Chase, and this somewhat surprised the immortal. Even though Senshi hadn't flinched at his transformation before, he still found it astonishing that the digimon showed no fear towards him. He was also shocked when Senshi struck, much faster than when the digimon had been running. It caught Chase by surprise and he found himself gripped in the coils of the dragon's lithe, strong body. He pushed against them, but Senshi didn't budge. The everlord respected such immense strength from an unassuming foe, but with a mighty roar, he gave one last effort to free himself. Senshi barely moved.

"Impressive." Chase rumbled, "I concede defeat." And with that, the area turned back to normal. The Wu was laying at Senshi's feet, but he kicked back to Chase.

"You can have it, I don't want it." As he transformed back, Chase picked it up.

"Then why challenge me for it? What was the Showdown for?" Senshi, once again floating in the air, paused.

"I… I guess I wanted to prove something, maybe to myself or to Jack?" He shook his head, "I honestly don't know anymore." Chase crossed his arms.

"Then allow me to invite you to my lair so that we may talk. You have been by Jack's side for weeks before showing up here. Something must have happened between the two of you."

"Something did, but I'm not sure I wanna discuss it with you."

"You may leave, but I am offering tea if you come along." Senshi thought about it.

"...Alright. Need to get a few things off my chest anyway." The dragon followed Chase back to the lair and they went inside together. Chase had one of his cats take the Wu back to where it was kept and guided Senshi to the small den himself. Another cat was sent to bring a tray of tea for the two of them. Chase took a seat on one of the chairs while Senshi curled up on the couch. Not once since he'd arrived had the dragon returned to his previous form. Maybe he couldn't? Another question he could ask.

"First, please explain the circumstances of this visit." Chase spoke. Senshi shifted uncomfortably.

"Well, I guess it started when I first saw Hannibal in my dreams..." Chase listened to Senshi's story, face unchanging. At last he spoke, "I believe you have been duped, Senshi."

"Duped?"

"Tricked."

"What?!" Senshi sat up, indignant.

"Hannibal does not have the Moby Morpher nor the Shadow of Fear. I know that for a fact." Chase leaned on a hand with a sly smirk, "I also know that it is Wuya who has those Wu." It was a struggle not to snicker when he heard the squawk leave Senshi's mouth.

"Where is she?! I'll get back at her for this!"

"Calm yourself. Wuya ia not your problem right now." The digimon, who had been bristling in rage, forced himself to sit on the couch again, realizing the sense in Chase's words.

"Right. It's Jack." A panther approached with a tray in its mouth. Both took a cup to drink.

"Correct. And from what you have told me, it seems that both of you need to apologize. You for bringing the Wu to Wuya without consulting Spicer, and Spicer for his outburst."

"But will he listen? He didn't want to when he had me leave."

"If there is one thing that I know about Spicer, it is his inability to hold grudges. Yes, he will be angry at you for some time, but he will take you back. His wish to have friends and be accepted, either as Heylin or Xiaolin, is so great it will not matter to him that you almost inadvertently killed him." Senshi didn't speak. There was a saddened look on his face.

"He really doesn't have any friends, does he?" Senshi curled up more, "I didn't think he was joking when he said it, but it still hurts to hear."

"He has his robotics."

"Yeah, but they're not living, breathing beings. They obey his every word. Sometimes it's nice to have a friend you can argue with that might last longer than a robot." Senshi looked at Chase, "Why aren't you his friend if you care about him?" Chase narrowed his eyes.

"I do not care about Spicer. He is nothing but an annoyance with the potential of something great."

"You and I both know that there's more to it than that." Senshi stood and floated off the couch, "For being an immortal, you don't seem to know a lot about relationships."

"I said I do not-"

"If you don't care, even if it's not romantic, then why did you go see Jack three times in the span of two weeks? Twice you never really talked about being evil, even though you're supposed to be one of the most evil guys around."

"What is your point?"

"Check yourself. You may be evil, but you have honor and you care about him. You hide it well, but I can see the details." Chase let loose a growl as Senshi put his empty cup back on the tray.

"You know nothing of me."

"If you say so." Senshi bowed, "Thank you for talking this out with me. I'll take my leave." Chase watched the digimon, then turned to his cats.

"If he returns, leave him be and report directly to me." They nodded and one gave a rumble, asking a question, "Astonishing as it seems, I do trust him. That does not mean I like him." The cat nodded. Understandable.

Senshi didn't try sneaking back into the mansion. There was no point. If Jack wasn't angry anymore, he'd be accepted inside. If not, the Jackbots would shoo him away. Senshi was not afraid of the results he might get, only about Jack's feelings or safety. At the gates, he pressed the intercom button and waited.

"Go away." Jack snapped through the crappy speaker, "I know it's you, Senshi."

"I came to apologize. I'm not asking to be forgiven. You didn't let me say it before."

"I don't wanna hear it."

"Chase said you didn't hold grudges, though..." Senshi murmured under his breath, but the speaker still caught it.

"Wait, you went to Chase?"

"Yeah. I didn't go see him because I wanted to talk."

"Then why him?" Senshi paused.

"I challenged him to a Showdown and won." Senshi lowered his head, "Don't ask me why because I don't really know myself. I might've done it to prove something to myself or to you, but I don't know. He managed to get me to talk to him about what happened, though, and so he said that we should apologize to each other."

"And what should I apologize about?" Jack was hostile again.

"I don't care if you do or not, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry and I hope you take me back." There was a pause.

"...One more chance. I usually get fucked over if I give others a second chance but it's just how I am. Come on in." The gates opened. Senshi hesitated but floated inside. He greeted the Jackbots, who greeted him back, though not as merrily. Senshi entered the house and made his way to the basement lab. When he entered the room, however, he began to growl.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to give an explanation." Wuya said, looking somewhat irritated at the dragon's appearance. In the background there was some music coming from Jack's phone, the teen ignoring both of them as he worked on something new.

"Well, you're not getting any for trying to hurt him." Senshi growled.

"I didn't try to hurt Jack, how many times do I have to say it?" Wuya snapped.

"Don't try to fool me. I know it was you who tricked me by being Hannibal." This caused Jack to pause.

"Is that true?" He glared at the witch.

"Yes, I admit it."

"Another reason why I still hold a grudge." Jack went back to his work and turned the music up a little more. Senshi and Wuya moved out of the lab and to the living room so that they could keep talking without the music overcoming their voices.

"Honestly, I don't know how he stands that stuff."

"Shut up, you have no right here." Senshi said, "You manipulated me and nearly killed Jack. Why shouldn't I just destroy you where you stand?"

"Because I didn't send Mala Mala Jong after Jack!" Wuya pointed at Senshi menacingly, "Listen, you ungrateful dragon. I sent the demon after the Warriors, no one else. I had no idea he went after Jack until it was almost too late." She crossed her arms, "Thank you for protecting him, by the way."

"I thought you didn't like him."

"I don't, but I don't want any harm to come to him, either."

"Coulda fooled me." Senshi drawled, not believing her for a second. Wuya rolled her eyes.

"As strange as it might sound, I care about Jack. I owe him for more than a few things."

"How so?" Wuya moved away, thinking of what to say. She strode over to a shelf.

"A long time ago, I was a great witch. No one could defeat me, until Dashi came around and trapped me in this." She picked up a wooden box from the shelf, "He trapped me in this puzzle box and I was stuck there until Jack found the box and freed me. I was still stuck as a spirit, but I showed him the ways of the Heylin. He was quite competent in the beginning and still has great potential to be evil. I owe him for freeing me, among other things." She put the box back on the shelf, "I've only tried to actually kill him once. I've left him alone since then. We may not like each other, but we are somewhat close. I wouldn't try to kill him again."

"Then why not just ask for the Wu?" Senshi asked, now a little calmer. Wuya had spoken with sincerity and, despite his strong distrust, he believed what she'd said.

"Jack wouldn't give them to me. He'd know immediately and wouldn't trust me not to go after him again. That's why I tricked you."

"It's things like this that make him not trust you, not to mention the history you both have." Senshi said, "Did you explain what happened?"

"I did. He barely believed me, just like you." Wuya put a finger to her lips, contemplating, "I didn't want to mention this while you were angry, but you've changed form. Very interesting." Senshi narrowed his eyes.

"I think you've overstayed your welcome again." he growled. Wuya shrugged.

"Expect me to come back eventually. But please believe that I didn't want any harm to come to Jack." With a wave of her hand, she was gone. Senshi looked around, sniffing and making sure she was gone before he returned to the basement.

"When the leader of the bad guys sang something soft and soaked in pain, I heard the echo from his secret hideaway..." Jack was humming along to the song, which had just begun.

"The Judge, huh?" Jack turned the song down.

"Yeah." The albino's voice was cold. Senshi sat on the table and curled up a little.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, but thank you for giving me a second chance." Senshi focused deep inside and released the energy holding the digivolution, allowing him to return to his Rookie form. Noticing the light, Jack turned around.

"You're back to normal."

"Yeah." Senshi bowed his head. There was a pause.

"...I did give you another chance, but give me time. I don't take betrayals of trust lightly."

"Even if I didn't actually betray you?"

"..." Jack said nothing, turning back to his project. Senshi resigned himself to Jack not talking to him and so prepared to take a nap, only to be interrupted when the human began, "Do you know why I wanna rule the world?"

"Why?"

"All my life I've been bullied and mistreated. It's made me feel small and worthless. I built robots to get around that, but sometimes it just doesn't cut it. If I wanna feel like I'm a great person, then I'll make everyone else feel small and worthless. From what I've heard, if it wasn't for Omi, I could've done it once."

"And me?"

"I don't know. I would've made you my right-hand guy if this hadn't happened."

"Would you still do it?" Jack slowly turned back to him. The teen's face was unmoving, unemotional.

"Don't ask me that right now." And that was that. Jack refused to say anything else and Senshi understood. He could only hope that he could repair his relationship with the human. Chase said that Jack didn't hold grudges, but he was wrong. The redhead certainly held them, even when he gave others more chances. He wanted friends, but that didn't mean he didn't hold their offenses over their heads. Spite was a large part of Jack's personality, apparently.

I'm sorry the chapter's not too long but after this there should be a little more to the story. Please read & review!

EDIT: Also, the Wu used in the Showdown is the Rio Reverso, for clarification.