A/N Once more, my sincerest apologies for the lack of updates. I was preparing for graduation, but now since I have graduated, I have plenty of structured time to write.

Disclaimer: Nothing has changed since the last time I updated. I still don't own Jackie Chan Adventures, but I still own Macey.

"Welcome to my nightmare

Welcome to my breakdown

I hope I didn't scare you

That's just the way we are when we come down

We sweat and laugh and scream here

'Cause life is just a dream here

You know inside you feel right at home here"-

Alice Cooper, "Welcome to My Nightmare."

Chapter Fifteen- Armor of the Gods (season 2 episode 8, part 1)

I was awakened from a deep slumber by the sound of Uncle yelling at the top of his lungs. (That's nothing new.)

"JACKIEEE!" Uncle bellowed from outside my bedroom door. "YOU ARE TOO LOUD!"

"Uncle, you're the one who's yelling." Jackie sounded tired and annoyed. I looked at the digital clock hanging on the wall. The tiny red dials indicated that it was three in the morning. I groaned, burying my face in the pillows. What sane person was up at three A.M.? Mind you, it was Saturday- one of the two days out of the week that I had to sleep in. S-a-t-u-r-d-a-y. Uncle was so gonna pay for this.

Uncle gasped. "You dishonor the only known existing relic of the Eight Immortals!"

Jackie let out a frustrated sigh. "You caused me to drop it!"

"You dishonor your Uncle!" Uncle shrieked back.

Unable to take the yelling/arguing any longer, I padded to the bedroom door and opened it, shielding my eyes from the bright yellow light of the hallway.

Jade was standing outside of her bedroom, rubbing her eyes and yawning. "Hey, Jackie. Hey, Macey."

"Hey, Jade," I said sleepily. "Did he wake you, too?"

"Yup," Jade grumbled through a scowl.

Jackie just now noticed her. "Jade? What are you doing up?"

"'Old Yeller' is keeping us all up," Jade replied scornfully. "He hasn't slept in days!"

"Tohru! Where is my tea?!" Uncle demanded, glaring at the addressed man.

Tohru was standing nearby, pouring hot tea into a coffee mug. "Er...what?" His voice was slurred with sleep, and his eyes were beginning to slide shut. He collapsed onto the floor, fast asleep, and the tea dripped from the cup and onto the carpet.

"All- YAA!" Uncle gripped his head in exasperation as if everyone else was to blame.

Jackie sighed wearily. "Uncle, why won't you sleep?"

" Because, I have demons on the brain!" Uncle replied, uppity, "and all I hear 'Chi spell! Chi spell! Chi spell'!"

"Great, now we get to hear, it too." I rubbed my head.

"Have you tried counting sheep?" Jackie suggested.

"Demons always eat them," Uncle replied glumly.

"Well, thank you for watching Jade." Jackie proceeded to leave, but was stopped by Uncle.

"Where are you going?! We must study the Immortals' Armor and discover what magic it holds!"

"Now?" Jackie looked aghast. "It is three A.M., Uncle. You should really try to sleep." Jackie and Uncle were interrupted by the tinny sound of Jackie's phone buzzing.

Uncle threw his hands in the air. "How can I sleep with all this noise?!"

"You're kidding, right?" I raised my eyebrows at him in annoyance.

Jackie answered the phone. "Yes?"

"Jackie, we've spotted the Dark Hand." Captain Black's voice crackled through the receiver.

"I'm on my way!" Jackie looked almost relieved to have been assigned a mission.

"Care to know where you're going?" Captain Black sounded amused.

"Anywhere but here," Jackie said dryly, glancing at Uncle and hanging up the phone. "Uncle, I'm off to Spain! I will call you for the Chi spell once we find out what demon we're dealing with."

Uncle thrust the armor at Jackie. "Take the armor. It could be of some use."

Jackie's brow furrowed. "But you have to discover what magic it holds!"

Uncle stared at him incredulously. "How am I supposed to do that if you take it with you?"

Jackie and I looked at each other. "Ayyah!" we chorused, equally as chastined.