here is chapter thirteen of my 'Xiaolin Showdown' fanfiction modeled after CommonKnowledge's own discontinued fanfiction, 'Into the Rush'. I know that this doesn't technically count as being brilliant, but I've kind of been running a little low on creativity in my fanfictions, so I decided to just turn to the fanfictions of other bloggers on this website and rewrite them under the intention of keeping them within the rating of the show from which they're based and/or the intention of completing others' discontinued/unfinished work. the latter of those two goes with this fanfiction. this chapter is all about Raimundo and Kimiko studying the first clue for the scavenger hunt ahead of them.
this thirteenth chapter is one-thousand-eight-hundred-fifty-five words worth of pure storyline. once again, there are no comments from me which I have disguised as author's notes. this thirteenth chapter's storyline doesn't include the explanatory paragraph up above this headnote, said headnote which describes the number of words for the chapter, nor does it include the (mandatory for this fanfiction, here) disclaimer which makes up the following paragraph after this headnote.
disclamation: I don't own either the gem that was 'Xiaolin Showdown' or its sucky excuse for a reboot that was 'Xiaolin Chronicles'. both series are owned solely by Christy Hui in terms of creation. I know, just like the Fountain of Hui shen gong wu. if I were a gambler, I'd wager that she named that particular shen gong wu after herself. the ownership rights of 'Xiaolin Showdown' in terms of production are reserved for the Warner Brothers Studios, while the ownership rights of the trainwreck that was 'Xiaolin Chronicles' in its own productional terms are reserved for DisneyXD. most of this fanfiction is not even my own work. it was originally done by someone else on this site under the penname of CommonKnowledge, but he/she abandoned their own fanfiction. I'm beginning to wonder if the person behind the penname is even still breathing. anyway, I only wrote this fanfiction up because I wanted to continue their work for them if they were just never gonna finish their own fanfiction. at least, I admit to that sort of thing.
Kimiko sat back up from lying down on the couch and slid over even closer to Raimundo as the Brazilian Interpol officer spoke to her once again.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Well then, we should really get started on solving this first clue already.
Kimiko crinkled her nose at Raimundo as if she were desperate to figure out the clue right away.
Kimiko 'Tomye': I've never been all that good with riddles, though, is the only thing.
Raimundo gave Kimiko a suggestion as to how she could understand the riddle in which the instructions for the first clue were held.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Readin' the riddle aloud sometimes helps you to understand it better than you would if you read it in your head.
With his suggestion to her, Kimiko silently urged Raimundo forward closer to her.
Raimundo Pedrosa (continued): Here goes. Welcome to the start of our little game. Ready to put it all on the line? Find the thirteenth floor, although it's far from home. There is where you'll get your first command.
As soon as Raimundo finished reading the riddle aloud, Kimiko certainly seemed to have a thing to say.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Well, I can't believe it; I've still got nothing.
Raimundo Pedrosa: We're gonna need to take this apart piece by piece, then.
Although, Kimiko had just barely heard what her new partner had said regarding the game into which the two of them had both been drafted, Raimundo had meant to say what he did more to himself than out loud with her listening in on his words.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Are you sure we can? There are no parameters to our assigned search for us to go on, really. We don't even know where to start. We've got nothing.
After a moment or two in silence, Raimundo spoke to his newest partner, Kimiko, once again.
Raimundo Pedrosa: That's not entirely true, you know.
Of course, Kimiko was pretty shocked by what her new partner, Raimundo, had told her by then.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Why's that? Do you know something about this that I don't?
Raimundo stared off into space as he spoke to Kimiko.
Raimundo Pedrosa: I don't know why, but for one reason or another, there's something familiar about this.
Kimiko 'Tomye': The clue seems familiar to you?
Raimundo only shook his head at Kimiko's question. Clearly, he was thinking about what had seemed familiar to him about whatever it was. So, she chose to just leave the Brazilian be. Raimundo was quiet for a while before finally speaking up once again about the game into which he and Kimiko were both drafted.
Raimundo Pedrosa: I just can't quite put my finger on it, but the whole format of this game seems familiar to me. I feel like I've heard of it before.
Kimiko knew that her partner, Raimundo, had to be messing with her by then. She had not been amused by it at the time, though.
Kimiko 'Tomye': You're kidding me, right, aren't you? You've gotta be just fooling around with me on that statement. You said, yourself, what it was like before. You'd called it a scavenger hunt, only in this particular scavenger hunt, the prizes are people walking away with their lives. It's particularly our own loved ones walking away with their lives.
Raimundo did not understand why at the time, but he just could not help the grin which had grown itself onto his face by then. She might not have felt that way about him, but the Brazilian former Interpol officer certainly found his newest partner, Kimiko, to be pretty amusing at the time, even if it was by sheer coincidence. That was when the thing the game in which the two of them were both drafted into for participation had finally come to Raimundo.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Extreme Scavenger Hunt! That's the thing I was thinking of.
Needless to say it, Raimundo held a pleased expression on his face when Kimiko smiled at his realization, herself.
Kimiko 'Tomye': The ultimate game.
Then, Kimiko blinked at Raimundo in surprise.
Kimiko 'Tomye' (continued): I'm pretty sure that I've heard of something like this, too.
Raimundo suddenly looked at Kimiko and asked his question all too eagerly.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Where?
Kimiko 'Tomye': It was in a kind of short story I read before in my literature class.
Kimiko struggled for the title of said short story so as to tell it to Raimundo, but yet again she came up empty.
Kimiko 'Tomye' (continued): It was basically about a guy who rescued a group of people who were shipwrecked near his private island because somehow, he rigged it. After the castaways were fed and healed, he'd set them all loose on his private island…
Kimiko then swallowed hard as she looked at Raimundo before telling him the rest of the story.
Kimiko 'Tomye': … to hunt them.
Raimundo suddenly grew worried about what Kimiko had told him about the short story she had read in her literary class back at school. The Brazilian former Interpol officer spoke very quietly to his new female partner for the game into which the two of them had both been drafted as participants for the sake of her father's and his kid sister's safety as he asked her his follow-up question.
Raimundo Pedrosa: You don't think that we're being hunted, ourselves, do you?
Kimiko just looked at Raimundo grimly as she spoke to him further about the game into which the two of them had both been drafted.
Kimiko 'Tomye': It'd definitely add something more to the mix than just the lives of your sister and my father being on the line.
Raimundo and Kimiko both looked away from one another as the two of them got lost in their own thoughts about what it was that could possibly happen to them during the game into which the two of them had both been drafted for the sake of their own loved ones. Suddenly, the Brazilian guy amongst the two of them spoke up once again almost out of thin air to the girl.
Raimundo Pedrosa: For one reason or another, I sincerely doubt that this is really a part of the game.
Kimiko 'Tomye': What makes you doubt it's part of the game, at all?
Raimundo Pedrosa: Well, for one thing, it does say 'start' on it.
Kimiko 'Tomye': I get that part, but don't you usually start at the first clue?
Raimundo Pedrosa: Yeah, you do. It's just… the thing is… I think that this is just the starting point.
Raimundo then turned himself toward Kimiko for further explanation of his theory.
Raimundo Pedrosa (continued): Think about it, why don't you? There was no way to tell when you got that envelope, or when you got it to me.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Unless the people who sent it to me were watching our every move.
Kimiko suddenly began to shudder at even just the very thought of her every move being watched by the ones who had kidnapped her father and were holding him as their prisoner at the time. Meanwhile, Raimundo stood up as he added something to concern about their own welfare in addition to the welfare of their loved ones.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Yeah, but these guys are playing serious with us both and…
That was when Raimundo stopped with his ranting as though he had come up empty, himself. What really happened with the Brazilian former Interpol officer was that he had suddenly thought of something that had failed to come to his mind before then.
Raimundo Pedrosa (continued): Ah man, I just remembered something I'd forgotten about my bald bud's living space we're in right now. Omi's apartment, here, doesn't come with internet access. He doesn't even have a computer.
Kimiko suddenly looked slightly confusedly at Raimundo. Granted that she understood the basic need for a computer if you live in New York City, but she did not understand why Raimundo needed a computer in his friend, Omi's, apartment right at that moment.
Kimiko 'Tomye': You need a computer?
Raimundo Pedrosa: Nothing really important, I just wanted to look up something.
Then, Raimundo sat back down on the couch and shifted his gaze onto the floor just near the coffee table.
Raimundo Pedrosa (continued): I guess I could always just call someone I know and they could look it up for me.
Kimiko 'Tomye': You know, I've got a computer right here with me.
Kimiko pulled out the laptop from her carpenter bag which had been delivered to her along with the envelope from its mysterious senders when next she spoke to Raimundo.
Raimundo Pedrosa: No offense, Kimiko, but it's just like I said; Omi's apartment doesn't even come with internet access, never mind a computer.
Kimiko only held a small grin on her face when next she questioned Raimundo.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Don't tell me that you've never heard of Wi-Fi access.
Raimundo at first agreed with Kimiko before making a further argument about his best New Yorker friend, Omi, and the primitive life style one could find from within the little bald guy's own apartment.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Of course, I've heard of Wi-Fi access before. The only thing is that I'm also pretty sure that if he doesn't have internet access, he won't have a Wi-Fi network, either.
Of course, Kimiko made her own argument back at Raimundo as she pulled out her own personal Wi-Fi signal.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Good thing I've got my own Wi-Fi signal in the form of an air card. It gives me internet access from anywhere and everywhere.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Real impressive.
It was true. Raimundo did find Kimiko's air card pretty impressive. The trouble of the Brazilian former Interpol officer's impression of the girl in his New Yorker friend, Omi's, apartment with him was that he had also managed to find it a little suspicious, as well. He watched as she booted up her computer and sure enough, she was perfectly able to get on the internet. She then passed the laptop over to her partner for the game into which the two of them had both been drafted as the participants for the sake of her father's and his kid sister's survival along with their own. She watched him in return as he punched in the address for that of which he was looking on the 'Google' search engine. Her curiosity got the better of both the two of them when she saw him punch in the words for his search.
Kimiko 'Tomye': Google?
Raimundo Pedrosa: There was an article I remembered reading a while back about something that went down over in Hong Kong.
Raimundo started to filter through the results as he told Kimiko what he had wanted to about the article for which he was searching by then. The Brazilian former Interpol officer then paused and clicked on one link in particular just when it had finally caught his attention.
Raimundo Pedrosa: And here we are.
Then, Raimundo placed the laptop onto the coffee table so that both he and Kimiko could see just what the article had said.