Notes: WARNING! Slashy yaoi homosexual content stuffs here! If it offends
you, go away. It's not my fault if you read it and get grossed out. That
and strong language.
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Shendu was oh-so-happy, and the enforcers could tell. He had a glint in his eye and was light on his feet. Well, Valmont's eye and feet, but you get the idea. He had good reason to be so joyful, as the enforcers soon found out.
Finn: "New body? Out of Big V?"
Chow: "How're you gunna do that?"
Shendu looked rather smug, "A nice little spell and a little digging about. We shall go to China tomorrow." All four enforcers looked at eachother, still a little confused on the meaning. "Soooo, uh, Valmont'll be free?" Shendu frowned, "Partially. The accursed spell so deems it upon me that I may not stray more than a few hundred feet from my….. alternate vessel. You will all remain in my aid until I have accomplished my goal and am freed permanently from this fool." He swung his hand in a sweeping gesture to indicate Valmont. They all nodded in agreement. They still served Valmont, no matter if a demon ruled his life or not.
"Very well. I shall retire for the evening," Shendu said, his fiery eyes alight.
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It was late the next day when Shendu finally arrived at his destination in Hong Kong. An old temple, disheveled with the appearance of a dangerous building, ready to be bulldozed. Inside, the enforcers were lead to a great room by the dead dragon, in which lay a large alter with what appeared to be a coffin of some sort on top. The humans stood back while Shendu stepped foreword to remove the lid of the strange encasement.
The top was removed and Shendu was struck with a bout of pleasure and admiration, as well as pride. "Behold, I shall live again. My life, my blood." He said, running his hand over the golden scaled body sitting peacefully inside. He jumped down from his place and began to read inscriptions on the side of the altar. He paused then said a string of ancient Chinese words that none of the enforcers could understand, including Chow, who had some understanding of the language.
Valmont/Shendu's body started to glow an eerie blue as the old sorcerer said his ancient spells. A wind whipped around him, flinging Valmont's hair wildly. All the sudden, the words stopped and Valmont collapsed. He was alone in his vessel.
"V, you okay?" Finn asked, rushing to be of aid to the fallen man. The others were right behind. "Ah. Yes. Peachy." Valmont said, raising himself to his feet, refusing a helpful hand. The five humans swung around in surprise at a mighty roar behind them.
"AH! Mini-Shendude!" Finn said, pointing towards the altar. He had, indeed, summed it up. The creature crawling out of the box was in Shendu's original form's likeness, yet much smaller, a mere seven feet compared to the original's twenty-five. His forearms were slender and strong, and his body was build like that of an excessively scaly cat. His back legs were thick and muscular and a ridge of sharp, barbed scales ran down his back to the tip of his tail. He stood on all four feet and tossed that thick tail in the utter blissfulness of it. His face was still his own, and it looked back at the humans with snide, red eyes.
The beast stood, taking it's full seven foot height, and stretched his arms, enjoying the cool feel of scales and the pleasant lack of the restrainative clothing humans were so fond of. Inconveniently enough, Shendu's new form came completely nude. Finn turned his head, covered his eyes and used his free hand to wave frantically, informing his opinion, "Whoa! I did NOT need to see that!" Shendu laughed. Humans were so very stupid.
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Shendu snarled in delight at the thought of Chan's bloody corpse. He had just finished explaining his plans to specifically go after Chan, ridding himself of the nuisance that made the release of his siblings so bothersomely unsuccessful. The enforcers were much more comfortable now that Shendu had acquired some covering for himself. It was the same blue- trimmed number he used to wear.
The ignorant lackeys were rather skeptical about the plan. They knew how Chan fought, and had failed against him many times. However, Chan was the main reason of their failures in life, and the reason they were particularly broke lately. Valmont was quiet and remorseful. He felt so helpless. If only he could help Jackie avoid the fate Shendu had in mind.
Shendu didn't miss Valmont's quietly reticent behaviors towards the planned events. He thought it was quite pleasant to watch him suffer. Oh, he'd get over it eventually, they all do. But, until then, he could enjoy the man's squirms. The four enforcers were dismissed, and left the opposite of solemn, and Shendu was free to encourage the internal torment for Valmont. Life was so much without entertainment for Shendu; this would be a special little treat.
He trotted over to Valmont, who was sitting dejectedly in a blue armchair, deep in his thoughts. He placed a taloned claw underneath the man's chin and brought Valmont's face up to look into his own. "Tut tut, Valmont. So glum?" Valmont looked back blankly. He didn't want to give the old dragon the pleasure. "Now, I'd think you'd be marvelously happy to rid yourself of the man who foils your plans on so often an occasion." Valmont sneered. "He only fights against you, Shendu."
Shendu stood back and stared. Valmont could have sworn that the freshly resurrected dragon was smiling at him most maliciously. Shendu chuckled under his breath and plopped down on a couch across from the crime lord. "Me? Why, yes, he fights me. But, are you not in my employ? Was it not your own plans he distrusted so readily many times?" Shendu chuckled again, which made Valmont glare. The dragon rolled over on the couch and twitched his tail back and forth. He was just big enough to fit on it with his tail dangling off one side and his head resting on the other. The sharp scales of his back teased at the cloth, threatening to wear a hole.
"Why, Valmont! Chan has screwed you out of so much-" "Not unlike a few other people." Shendu looked at the man in amusement, "Tushe'. Of course, you want ME gone, do you not?" Valmont didn't answer and Shendu didn't wait for one. "My removal is more difficult. If he is not destroyed, my siblings will most likely be thwarted. They don't succeed, Valmont, and the spell will not be lifted." He rolled over and casually pointed to the floor, "And I stay here until the day you die."
This was not welcome commentary to Valmont's ear. But, Shendu was right. What could he do? Either stand by and watch his love die, or spend the rest of his miserable life permanent host to a pompous, annoying dragon. "Did I ever tell you I hate you, Shendu?" He asked slumping back. "Many times, Valmont. My regards to you as well."
The sorcerer got up from his cloth wallow and strolled lazily, on all fours, to the room he and Valmont had used as a bedchamber. "Pleasant dreams, Valmont. I hope you enjoy your self-pity. I know I do. "
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Jackie was, once again, doing research. He offered to help uncle with finding the next portal; the old man had so much to do around the shop. Besides, Jackie was the one hired for the job originally, even if Section 13 was now officially off the case. Section 12, who had been reassigned the Dark Hand matters, had not been able to keep up. According to Black, who had said it with a snicker, they hadn't made any progress since day one. It seemed that they refused to believe Valmont was off gallivanting with dead dragons and releasing his evil kin from demon limbo.
It was all well and good for Black's pride, but Jackie wouldn't have minded a little help. He took a sip of oolong tea. Saving the world from doom was getting to be an exhausting job. Right now, he would have liked to go back to Section 13 and take a nap. He hadn't found anything useful on the final demons so far; it was getting frustrating.
The bell on the door to the shop announced someone entering, probably another customer. Or, so Jackie thought until he heard Uncle 'Ayiah' and greet someone. Someone with a particularly familiar voice….. He stood up and ran to the study door, peeking out.
"Baby face? That you hiding over there?" Jackie blinked hard. What was she doing here? "Viper?" He asked, as if he wasn't sure who the woman was. She grinned, "Last time I checked." She was wearing a tight, pink shirt, short-sleeved, and a pair of black jeans. Her eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses.
Jackie stepped out into the main part of the building, and Uncle returned to whatever he was doing, keeping a wary eye on the so-called 'ex thief.' "Uh, Hello." Jackie attempted, "What brings you to San Francisco?" He wasn't too sure about the odd, unannounced visit. Viper smiled sweetly….. almost too innocently, "I was in the neighborhood." Jackie raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" Viper laughed lightly. "No, really. Business trip. Thought I might drop by, see my favorite people. Jade about?" Jackie shook his head, "Sorry, she's at a friend's." Viper nodded, "I'll see her some other time then. I'm in town all week. You busy? Could we take a walk?"
Something was up, Jackie was sure. And she wasn't going to tell him here. "Ah, sure, I can take a break. We could get some lunch." Viper grinned, "I'd like that."
Jackie told Uncle he'd be gone for an hour or so and grabbed a light jacket, then he and Viper left together. They walked to a nearby restaurant, Chinese food, of course. Jackie had eaten there before, and it was a nice little spot with a good view. Viper seemed evasive the whole time, talking only meaningless small talk. She walked uncomfortably close to him. While they were waiting for their orders, Jackie finally decided to ask what was going on. She looked at him rather helplessly and sighed, sheepish smile crossing her face.
"Jackie, this isn't really a business trip." He knew it. "Then, why are you here?" Viper, sheepish smile still in tact, drolled her finger on the table. "Well, I came to see you. I missed you." "Miss me?" Viper stared at the look of inquiry. "Well. I like you. I just thought maybe….." Jackie couldn't believe he had just collected a third admirer. Of course, he wasn't really interested in this one, for obvious reasons. But, she didn't know that. He had a quick debate with himself over what to tell her, "I, um, think that, I mean, I'm not…. Ah, well….." Viper shut him up fast with a kiss.
He told himself to stop it, and he fully expected himself to want to. But….. it was kind of nice. It had been a while since he had kissed a woman. It felt….. nice. So, he didn't stop. Instead, he leaned into it, totally forgetting the pleasures of man, and the specific pleasures of a white haired man, if only for that moment.
When Viper broke the kiss, he missed it. Then, the memories came back. He didn't LIKE women….. did he? "I, uh, Viper….." He stammered, not sure what to do next. She smiled slyly. "Mmm?" Jackie felt a foot touch his leg seductively. He blushed profusely and was unable to say anything. Viper said something for him, "Jackie, would you mind if I took you back to my hotel?"
Ten minutes later, Viper was entering a room marked 216, with Jackie following her.
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Shendu was oh-so-happy, and the enforcers could tell. He had a glint in his eye and was light on his feet. Well, Valmont's eye and feet, but you get the idea. He had good reason to be so joyful, as the enforcers soon found out.
Finn: "New body? Out of Big V?"
Chow: "How're you gunna do that?"
Shendu looked rather smug, "A nice little spell and a little digging about. We shall go to China tomorrow." All four enforcers looked at eachother, still a little confused on the meaning. "Soooo, uh, Valmont'll be free?" Shendu frowned, "Partially. The accursed spell so deems it upon me that I may not stray more than a few hundred feet from my….. alternate vessel. You will all remain in my aid until I have accomplished my goal and am freed permanently from this fool." He swung his hand in a sweeping gesture to indicate Valmont. They all nodded in agreement. They still served Valmont, no matter if a demon ruled his life or not.
"Very well. I shall retire for the evening," Shendu said, his fiery eyes alight.
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It was late the next day when Shendu finally arrived at his destination in Hong Kong. An old temple, disheveled with the appearance of a dangerous building, ready to be bulldozed. Inside, the enforcers were lead to a great room by the dead dragon, in which lay a large alter with what appeared to be a coffin of some sort on top. The humans stood back while Shendu stepped foreword to remove the lid of the strange encasement.
The top was removed and Shendu was struck with a bout of pleasure and admiration, as well as pride. "Behold, I shall live again. My life, my blood." He said, running his hand over the golden scaled body sitting peacefully inside. He jumped down from his place and began to read inscriptions on the side of the altar. He paused then said a string of ancient Chinese words that none of the enforcers could understand, including Chow, who had some understanding of the language.
Valmont/Shendu's body started to glow an eerie blue as the old sorcerer said his ancient spells. A wind whipped around him, flinging Valmont's hair wildly. All the sudden, the words stopped and Valmont collapsed. He was alone in his vessel.
"V, you okay?" Finn asked, rushing to be of aid to the fallen man. The others were right behind. "Ah. Yes. Peachy." Valmont said, raising himself to his feet, refusing a helpful hand. The five humans swung around in surprise at a mighty roar behind them.
"AH! Mini-Shendude!" Finn said, pointing towards the altar. He had, indeed, summed it up. The creature crawling out of the box was in Shendu's original form's likeness, yet much smaller, a mere seven feet compared to the original's twenty-five. His forearms were slender and strong, and his body was build like that of an excessively scaly cat. His back legs were thick and muscular and a ridge of sharp, barbed scales ran down his back to the tip of his tail. He stood on all four feet and tossed that thick tail in the utter blissfulness of it. His face was still his own, and it looked back at the humans with snide, red eyes.
The beast stood, taking it's full seven foot height, and stretched his arms, enjoying the cool feel of scales and the pleasant lack of the restrainative clothing humans were so fond of. Inconveniently enough, Shendu's new form came completely nude. Finn turned his head, covered his eyes and used his free hand to wave frantically, informing his opinion, "Whoa! I did NOT need to see that!" Shendu laughed. Humans were so very stupid.
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Shendu snarled in delight at the thought of Chan's bloody corpse. He had just finished explaining his plans to specifically go after Chan, ridding himself of the nuisance that made the release of his siblings so bothersomely unsuccessful. The enforcers were much more comfortable now that Shendu had acquired some covering for himself. It was the same blue- trimmed number he used to wear.
The ignorant lackeys were rather skeptical about the plan. They knew how Chan fought, and had failed against him many times. However, Chan was the main reason of their failures in life, and the reason they were particularly broke lately. Valmont was quiet and remorseful. He felt so helpless. If only he could help Jackie avoid the fate Shendu had in mind.
Shendu didn't miss Valmont's quietly reticent behaviors towards the planned events. He thought it was quite pleasant to watch him suffer. Oh, he'd get over it eventually, they all do. But, until then, he could enjoy the man's squirms. The four enforcers were dismissed, and left the opposite of solemn, and Shendu was free to encourage the internal torment for Valmont. Life was so much without entertainment for Shendu; this would be a special little treat.
He trotted over to Valmont, who was sitting dejectedly in a blue armchair, deep in his thoughts. He placed a taloned claw underneath the man's chin and brought Valmont's face up to look into his own. "Tut tut, Valmont. So glum?" Valmont looked back blankly. He didn't want to give the old dragon the pleasure. "Now, I'd think you'd be marvelously happy to rid yourself of the man who foils your plans on so often an occasion." Valmont sneered. "He only fights against you, Shendu."
Shendu stood back and stared. Valmont could have sworn that the freshly resurrected dragon was smiling at him most maliciously. Shendu chuckled under his breath and plopped down on a couch across from the crime lord. "Me? Why, yes, he fights me. But, are you not in my employ? Was it not your own plans he distrusted so readily many times?" Shendu chuckled again, which made Valmont glare. The dragon rolled over on the couch and twitched his tail back and forth. He was just big enough to fit on it with his tail dangling off one side and his head resting on the other. The sharp scales of his back teased at the cloth, threatening to wear a hole.
"Why, Valmont! Chan has screwed you out of so much-" "Not unlike a few other people." Shendu looked at the man in amusement, "Tushe'. Of course, you want ME gone, do you not?" Valmont didn't answer and Shendu didn't wait for one. "My removal is more difficult. If he is not destroyed, my siblings will most likely be thwarted. They don't succeed, Valmont, and the spell will not be lifted." He rolled over and casually pointed to the floor, "And I stay here until the day you die."
This was not welcome commentary to Valmont's ear. But, Shendu was right. What could he do? Either stand by and watch his love die, or spend the rest of his miserable life permanent host to a pompous, annoying dragon. "Did I ever tell you I hate you, Shendu?" He asked slumping back. "Many times, Valmont. My regards to you as well."
The sorcerer got up from his cloth wallow and strolled lazily, on all fours, to the room he and Valmont had used as a bedchamber. "Pleasant dreams, Valmont. I hope you enjoy your self-pity. I know I do. "
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Jackie was, once again, doing research. He offered to help uncle with finding the next portal; the old man had so much to do around the shop. Besides, Jackie was the one hired for the job originally, even if Section 13 was now officially off the case. Section 12, who had been reassigned the Dark Hand matters, had not been able to keep up. According to Black, who had said it with a snicker, they hadn't made any progress since day one. It seemed that they refused to believe Valmont was off gallivanting with dead dragons and releasing his evil kin from demon limbo.
It was all well and good for Black's pride, but Jackie wouldn't have minded a little help. He took a sip of oolong tea. Saving the world from doom was getting to be an exhausting job. Right now, he would have liked to go back to Section 13 and take a nap. He hadn't found anything useful on the final demons so far; it was getting frustrating.
The bell on the door to the shop announced someone entering, probably another customer. Or, so Jackie thought until he heard Uncle 'Ayiah' and greet someone. Someone with a particularly familiar voice….. He stood up and ran to the study door, peeking out.
"Baby face? That you hiding over there?" Jackie blinked hard. What was she doing here? "Viper?" He asked, as if he wasn't sure who the woman was. She grinned, "Last time I checked." She was wearing a tight, pink shirt, short-sleeved, and a pair of black jeans. Her eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses.
Jackie stepped out into the main part of the building, and Uncle returned to whatever he was doing, keeping a wary eye on the so-called 'ex thief.' "Uh, Hello." Jackie attempted, "What brings you to San Francisco?" He wasn't too sure about the odd, unannounced visit. Viper smiled sweetly….. almost too innocently, "I was in the neighborhood." Jackie raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" Viper laughed lightly. "No, really. Business trip. Thought I might drop by, see my favorite people. Jade about?" Jackie shook his head, "Sorry, she's at a friend's." Viper nodded, "I'll see her some other time then. I'm in town all week. You busy? Could we take a walk?"
Something was up, Jackie was sure. And she wasn't going to tell him here. "Ah, sure, I can take a break. We could get some lunch." Viper grinned, "I'd like that."
Jackie told Uncle he'd be gone for an hour or so and grabbed a light jacket, then he and Viper left together. They walked to a nearby restaurant, Chinese food, of course. Jackie had eaten there before, and it was a nice little spot with a good view. Viper seemed evasive the whole time, talking only meaningless small talk. She walked uncomfortably close to him. While they were waiting for their orders, Jackie finally decided to ask what was going on. She looked at him rather helplessly and sighed, sheepish smile crossing her face.
"Jackie, this isn't really a business trip." He knew it. "Then, why are you here?" Viper, sheepish smile still in tact, drolled her finger on the table. "Well, I came to see you. I missed you." "Miss me?" Viper stared at the look of inquiry. "Well. I like you. I just thought maybe….." Jackie couldn't believe he had just collected a third admirer. Of course, he wasn't really interested in this one, for obvious reasons. But, she didn't know that. He had a quick debate with himself over what to tell her, "I, um, think that, I mean, I'm not…. Ah, well….." Viper shut him up fast with a kiss.
He told himself to stop it, and he fully expected himself to want to. But….. it was kind of nice. It had been a while since he had kissed a woman. It felt….. nice. So, he didn't stop. Instead, he leaned into it, totally forgetting the pleasures of man, and the specific pleasures of a white haired man, if only for that moment.
When Viper broke the kiss, he missed it. Then, the memories came back. He didn't LIKE women….. did he? "I, uh, Viper….." He stammered, not sure what to do next. She smiled slyly. "Mmm?" Jackie felt a foot touch his leg seductively. He blushed profusely and was unable to say anything. Viper said something for him, "Jackie, would you mind if I took you back to my hotel?"
Ten minutes later, Viper was entering a room marked 216, with Jackie following her.
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