Hello people, it's that time again, where I finally count the votes and quickly churn our a good 1 to 2k in the span of two hours. And don't you know, we got a whole THREE votes for this chapter. Yep, everything else was just questions. And while that's all well and good, is still something of a disappointment to me. Ah well, the more often I update this, and the larger it becomes, the more people will come. I CAN'T POSSIBLY FAIL! Now, let's show those results, brought about due the agreement of two and a half people.

Spoiler: Winning Votes

Now, let's start this Q and A!

With your eyes solidly locked to the specter before you, your brain whirled at a thousand miles an hour, desperately trying to thinks of the right questions to ask before your apparently fantastic luck ran out.

You took a deep breath as you tried to calm yourself once more, taking solace in the pack of pudding currently located on your work desk, patiently awaiting being eaten before this new roadblock came into your life. Okay, you could do this. Your parents ran one of the largest corporations in the world, and you had been around them long enough that at least SOME of their prowess should have sunk in, genius or not. You had also dealt with much worse demons, mostly in the form of lawyers as you copyrighted your original Jackbot designs.

You also have more information than the average Joe on whatever the shade would say, what with the fact that you immediately recognized the word 'Heylin' come from it, even if only due to the break in that exacerbated this situation. Thus, after going through the short conversation in your head again, you finally came to the most important questions you felt you could ask at the moment, now once again focusing on the spirit that was getting a better look at its new surroundings.

"Hmmmmm. Such an Unnatural area. Good. What better way to show your defiance to the World than by Changing it? Splendid." Wuya finally said as she finished her once over of your Lab.

You weren't really sure what to make of that sentence, so you just filed it away for later and decided now was a good time to get some answers, before you lost your wits.

"Yeah, great, real glad you like my Lab. I put a lot of work into it. I'd ALSO like to put some work into finding out just WHAT you are." You finally finished with a small glint in your eye. And while you phrased this in a way to try and appear naive, you genuinely WERE curious about what and how such a being came about.

"Ha! A fine question, if a rude one. Don't you know it's rude to ask a woman such things? " Wuya said with smug undertones practically radiating off her mask, which seemed to have made a sharp turn at the chin area.

You felt your eye twitch at the obvious deflection from your pseudo-question, though at least you got clarification on Wuya's gender, or at least how the spirit viewed itself. No matter, you wouldn't let something that small help you.

"Aaaaaallright then...if you won't answer me WHAT you are..why don't you tell me just WHY you were in that box, and HOW you got there." You said, growing more serious.

That seemed to take the wind out of whatever sails Wuya was sailing, only for it to quickly turn into rage. Rage which manifested itself as a pair of pitch bright lights shining out from her spiral eyes and tendrils suddenly going out of control, all directed towards you. This unexpected action caused you to flinch back, nearly knocking over everything from your workbench as you scrambled to recover. It was not to be however, as Wuya quickly closed the distance, and locked glowing eyes with your own. For a brief moment, you wondered if a life ending blow was going to come soon, but none ever came. Instead, she started to speak.

"A point to you, BOY, you certainly lack no courage in asking such things. Very well, I will tell you the Story of Wuya and the Accursed Dai-Shi." At this, the tendrils that were previously going wild and ghosting through your flesh, each feeling like touching ice to your skin, calmed down and regained their previously hair like properties, and her eyes died down to their apparently light reflecting standard, though still directly in your face, filling your vision.

"Long Ago, in ages long since past, the World was steeped in Darkness. It was a miserable time, where Family fought Family, There was no such thing as 'Friend's ' and each day was the beginning of new suffering. THIS, was my Age. And the World knelt before the One who Conquered it. The Witch of Hell's Flame, Wuya." Wuya told, looking quite content, eyes half lidded and a thousand miles away. This did not last long however, quickly going back to the story before you could ask any questions.

"The World was truly Mine to command. The Weak bowed before me as their Queen passed, and those that did not were not suffered to live in their ignorance. Then, one day among many others, a Man came too... Dethroneme. I thought nothing of it, thousands before had tried, and thousands more WOULD try. But no. This was not the simple matter it was before. Before Judgement could be dealt, the Man ran. I thought nothing of it, merely a Dog who would be Hunted at my leisure for daring to bite its Queen." Wuya continued, fury and... fondness? Starting to enter her tone.

"But that was not the end. No, that was only the beginning. Each day, the same Man would approach their Queen, and each day He would flee. After time, this grew dull, so I put actual effort into getting rid of him. Setting up guard rotations, creating monstrosities not fit for the light of day, fighting with my full power available. Yet still, despite all these obstacles, still the Man came, and still the Man ran. However, after many moons of this Cat and Mouse game, I began to notice that Man became...better. His movements more fluid, his fists like knives that pierced the thickest hides, his legs like lightning trapped in Flesh, and his Soul singing of Triumph and Conquest not yet earned. These changes came gradually, and with that time, I realized, I was what was pushing this Man to such heights. Thus I wondered, what could Drive a Man such as this? A desire for Justice? A thirst for Vengeance? Never had I experienced such resistance from a being, and was compelled to ask one day once the fight was 'over'.

"You fight me everyday, and the result is always the same. Why? Why do you persist in such an impossible task? What makes you do such a thing?" She finally got out, quite a bit more tired from your fight than you showed.

At the sound of her voice, the Man turned around sharply, his tied-hair flinging around his otherwise bald head as he shot her an infuriating smirk.

"Heh. You're strong. If I take you down, nobody can dispute that I'm the strongest guy around, and it's also damn fun to actually fight someone who can take a hit. Ain't never needed a reason better than that." The finally said before racing over a nearby wall, springing every trap he could on his way out of your Palace.

You were dumbstruck, a feeling you were VERY unfamiliar with, at hearing his reasoning. Fun? She was the Queen of the World, the one who cast it into Darkness, and destroyed countless lives. Sure, she didn't care, but she knew well enough why everyone before this Man had tried to end her reign (mostly due to their post battle cries and death wails). So, with this revelation, you personally vowed to never lose to such a stupid, simple man.

And thus, the Fights continued. With each day, the other grew stronger, the bouts longer, and more intense. Landscapes were broken, Villages devastated, it was as if Heaven and Earth came crashing down wherever the two met. During these times, the two become closer than anyone else. They learned secrets only the bitterest of rivals could, and aware of each other in a way Lover's could only wish. And with time, she realized something...she, was actually beginning to look forward to these daily fights. Neither cared about the destruction they wrought together, only that the other was fighting the hardest they could to survive to the next day. In those moments, only the other existed, both drunk on the high of battle and
adrenaline.

"However, like all things, it came to an end. As the months went by with the surrounding area, including her palace, had been rendered into dust, and then turned into a mountain range with your titanic forces, the Man finally won."

The Witch winced as she watched the fist that she knew would end her life flash towards her face, ready to end her existence.

As she prepared herself for what was to come, she soon began to wonder if the blow had happened so fast your bod hadn't noticed it, and were already a spirit. Thus, she finally opened her eyes the barest amount she could afford, only to see the fist resting a mere inch away from her face.

As she finally looked upward, past the shit-eating grin that now rested on his face, and into his sparkling jet black eyes, she could only think one question.

"Why? Why am I still alive?"

The question seemed to surprise the Man, causing him to lose the sparkle in his eyes, and tilt his head to the left, confusion obvious.

"Well, if I kill ya, I wouldn't be able to fight ya anymore, would I? I said it before, I don't care about that 'Age of Darkness' Whooie everyone goes on about, if they aren't strong enough to deal with the World, that's their problem." The Man Said, once again saying such absurd things so casually.

You fought the urge to gape at the audacity of the one before you, who had also just spoken the most words you'd ever heard him say, as you struggled to comprehend his words.

"Th-Then you were serious before? You fought I, the Queen of Darkness and Flame for FUN."

"Yup!" The Man replied cheerfully.

You couldn't handle it. The one who had fought you as an equal for almost a year did so for such a simple reason. There was only one response she could make in the face of this revelation.

"Kaha...KAKAKAKAKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" You couldn't hold back your incredulous laughter as you struggled for breath and tears of mirth streamed from her eyes.

The response seems to have shocked the Man above you, though not for long, as he too fell to the ground beside you with laughter of his own quickly joining yours in harmony.

"KAhahah...haaaa. Tell me, oh Victorious One, what will you do now that you have conquered this Queen." You finally said as both your bouts of laughter started to come to an end, leaving only the sounds of heavy breathing and a comfortable silence.

"Hmm. I don't know. Probably start up a school where the Strong will gather. No more running to them, THEY'LL come to ME!" He finally finished, though blushed when your words finally registered in his mind, prompting much blushing and stuttering.

Of course, you probably weren't much better, but that was just due to exhaustion from the fight and the the now setting sun. Nothing more, of this you assured.

"Kahaha, well then, I'll just have to come and see these so called 'Strong Ones' yes? If they are such worthy opponents." You finally began as you both started getting to your feet, the Man helping you up first, allowing you to truly feel how calloused the hand was.

The man looked at you in confusion for a moment, before suddenly gaining a flash of realization, and a sly smirk soon grew on his face.

"Ha! Well, I won't stop ya if ya really want to, but if ya do, YOU gotta be useful. After all, nothing works better for gainin strength than a good Rival." The Man said, sly grin morphing into a savage grin of a predator.

You fought down a blush as you looked at the expression, and looked away as your eyes caught the light of the sun now setting behind the new mountain range around them.

"Hmph! We'll see who's more useful, you battle manic, I AM the Greatest Witch in the World after all." She said as she puffed her chest out in pride.

"I Look forward to it, Wuya." The Man said, saying her name for the first time. This or some reason made you feel uncomfortably hot, but you brushed it off as simply the bruising from the previous fight.

"As you should...Man." You began before actually realizing you had never gotten the Man's name, only ever referring to him as Man or Dog in her thoughts and threats.

"PHHHHTTTT! What! Man?! That's what you call ME! The Great Dai-Shi! We've been fighting for more than a year! My name is renowned as the Strongest! How did you not know it!" The Ma- Dai-Shi, yelled out incredulously.

You once again felt a blush grow around your ears, though this time you would admit out of embarrassment.

"W-well, excuse me for not listening to the barking of every dog that pass's my feet. The fact that you r name was among them just proves how far you have to come." She finally replied.

"And thus, the years past. Using magic, the valley and mountain creating in their final bout was turned into a thriving oasis in the plains around it, and atop the mountains, lied the Xiaolin Temple, a place where one could learn to harness the very forces of Nature, learn the Mystic fores of the Universe, or turn their very Soul into their Greatest Weapon. And for years, it was glorious. With Dai-Shi leading the Shaolin Sect, teaching all who wished to surpass their limits using only their bodies and will, and Wuya teaching the Heylin sect, teaching those who wished to lead the World how they wished, through whatever means necessary, they truly exhibited the value of Yin and Yang.

These days, however, did not last. As the years grew long, and more masters were gathered on both sides, conflicts began to break out between both sides. Disciples new and old were gathered and turned against each other in a quest to determine which ideology was better, which Master was stronger, and any other excuse they could think off. For all intents and purposes, the order was falling into Chaos, and none more so than it's two Masters.

"You can't be serious Dai! Why would you give such powerful tools to such, such, such SIMPLETONS! I can understand those of the temple, they seek strength and the lengths needed to take it, but just to any random person?! Why!" Wuya demanded to a now visibly older Dai-Shi. What was once a cocksure teenager with a tongue as quick as his fists had been tempered into a warrior without equal, one who held patience and power in equal amounts.

"I do this, Wuya, because the World needs to change if it is going to survive. The World is large, and will not survive with only the Temple. You know this as well as I do, but this is not like before. You are not the uncaring Queen you nce were, and I am not the young sprog I once was. If we do not do something NOW, the World will be changed beyond measures we can take." Dai-Shi replied, voice level and eyes focused.

"You KNOW that is a lie, DAI-SHI! The Shen Gong Wu are OUR creations! Not those pathetic villagers that bow to the slightest display of power! You say that the Temple can't deal with what is to come due to it's size, so let us expand! With your Dragons and my Tigers, it would be a simple matter to conquor the area and train a force! THINK! The WORLD could be Xiaolin!" Wuya exclaimed, madness gleaming in her eyes.

Dai-Shi's eyes hardened as he looked at his friend of the longest time and what could have been described as lover.

"No. We cannot. This Order was founded to create the Strong, not for Conquest, not for Domination, but for Necessity. Whether this be simple fights to increase strength, or helping their follow man, this make no difference."

"Feh! We both know that's a Lie! You just wanted every worthy opponent in one place that you could fight to your hearts content!" Wuya cut back scathingly, prompting a heavy flinch form Dai-Shi.

"You...are correct, Wuya. When we first started this place, I indeed only cared about the next opponents I would face, the feeling of victory coursing through my aching muscles. But as I grew, I began to see the feeling of joy on the student's faces whenever they made themselves a little bit better, a little bit faster, than they were before. It filled me with the same feeling...but greater. I have grown since that time. But I see that you have naught. You are still the same as you were all those years ago, treating those you teach as they are replacable, without meaning. Only good because they are before you." Dai-Shi responded as he once again squared his shoulders.

"THAT IS NOT TRUE! I HAVE GIVEN YEARS TO THESE STUDENTS, AND THEY HAVE GIVEN YEARS TO ME! THEY ARE THE CHILDREN WE NEVER HAD!" Wuya exploded. Never had she felt more enraged at someone before in her life. How dare he say such a thing. These were the students she had chosen with the greatest skill amongst her Sect, the ones that would carry out and change the world with all their might. They were the closest thing she could admit to being her children, next to the Shen Gong Wu.

"You are correct. I apologize for crossing a line. But you must understand, The Wu MUSTbe scattered to prevent the World from becoming UnBalanced." He said in a grave tone.

She grit her teeth as she once again heard him say those words. Why, why scatter the objects that they had worked years on creating? Why render decades of progress in the name of some as flimsy as 'Balance'.

"Screw the Balance! We ALONEtipped the oh-so precious 'Balance' out ofwhack, and we've been fine! And if you want the Wu gone so badly, maybe i'll just leave, and take them all with me!" She finally snapped, boiling over due to the course of the argument.

This prompted a dark look on Dai-Shi's face, as he quickly rose to his feet when you did the same, blocking your way from where the Wu was being temporarily kept.

"I'm sorry, but that cannot be allowed to happen. Not with the consequences we are facing. If you try such a thing, we both know what will happen." He said as she stopped in her tracks and began to shake.

Her mind was in turmoil at the moment. Why was this such an issue? They could just expand and create more Shen Gong Wu, and deal with whatever issue tried to face them, before crushing it under their combined power, like they had when setting up the Temple in its early years. So why? Why so much resistance now?

"Tch! Fine. If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll GET!" Wuya screamed before charging forward, hair flowing malevolently, and green fire burning at her fingertips.

Dai-Shi wasted no time in putting distance between the Fire and his body, quickly breaking out through the wall behind him, and leading the battle to a part of the valley purposefully kept desolate for training purposes.

It was when Wuya reached the area that Dai-Shi stopped running, and the battle truly began.

Elements raged before being ruthlessly batted aside by fists that struck like the Hammer of Gods's, shadows deeper than the night sky were torn asunder by kicks launching force so great they displaced air and Space alike, this was less a battle between mortals, and more of God's and Demons who had descended to Earth. It became increasingly clear, however, that Dai-Shi was winning soon enough.

Each element failing to even effect the skin of the Warrior charging towards her, curses and aliments sliding off him like water from a Duck's back, Wuya felt every blow dealt to her slight frame, even when they missed, the shockwaves would buffet her body. Thus, it came to no surprise that, after turning the area into an even deeper crater than it already was, that Wuya was on her knees, once again expecting the punch that would end her life.

And, as it was those so many years ago, she did not see a fist coming towards her end. No, this time, she saw Dai-Shi, who was now looking more than a bit singed and drowned, had pulled out a box of some kind. You could feel the magic in it, signaling it as a Shen Gong Wu to your senses, but you did not recognize it, which should be impossible, as before now, you had had in creating every Wu you had seen.

Seeing your eyes trace the ox, and your frantic attempts to move your now exhausted body, Dai-Shi only offered a sad smile.

"I originally made this Wu in secret, once I was certain it was possible. In the event that one of us went mad with Power, our Soul, Chi, and Magic could be stored in this Wu until we were needed again. The Price...The one who activates the Wu. You were right Wuya. We ARE Unbalancing factors. And to correct this, we need to remove ourselves from the Equation for a bit. It's been Fun, my Queen. Hopefully, I see you again when you're feeling better."

Wuya felt her eyes widen even more as she tried frantically to move, call out, do ANYTHING that could prevent her from being sealed, or having the love of her life sacrifice himself in the process.

She finally succeeded in making a small noise of grief, anger, and a thousand other emotions as the box was pointed at her and Dai-Shi activated the Wu.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Imperial Puzzle Box!"

As the lid of the box snapped open, the last thing Wuya saw was a plain White Hanya mask with swirled eyes, before everything went black.

"And that, young one, was why I was sealed." Wuya finally finished, now morose and depressed sounding.

You yourself had trouble keeping your jaw off the floor, for a variety of reasons. To start with, you were apparently standing in front of someone who successfully conquered the world, before getting defeated and falling for what sounded like a Shonen Protagonist, who then founded the two organizations that you had just been warned would hunt you down unless you joined a side.

You weren't really sure how to process that. Like, at all.

You needed a moment to actually register all this information.

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HOLY SHIT ON A SHIT SANDWICH THAT WAS A LOT OF LORE! I'm serious, I think I just fleshed out Wuya and Dai-Shi/Dashi more than any fic I can think of! Feels Great! And sorry I didn't do the rest of the questions and OS building, but it just felt wrong to me to fit those in this chapter after the epic reveal of Wuya's Tale. And for why that happened, welllllll, let's just say we hit the hidden requirement of Luxk, Courage, and Wisdom. Now, after this, I'm Updating the Stat sheet, and this story tomorrow, so look forward to that! Untill Then, Vote, Review, and do whatever else you like!