Disclaimer: Yeah, lol. My story is unique, I just wanted it to be different, and so I used the real Jackie Chan. Or at least what I knew about him at the time… But the funny thing is that when I wrote this story five years ago, Tuxedo wasn't even out so I knew nothing about it. I just wrote and it turns out I was completely wrong…Well I hope you enjoy the next chapter.
Chapter Two: The search Begins
'Oh no somebody just kidnapped Jackie, great what am I going to do. Oh yeah call the police!' I thought taking out my cell phone, and dialed the Hong Kong police.
"Hong Kong police, how may I help you?" asked a female voice.
"I would like to report a kidnapping."
"Do you know the name of the kidnapped?" she asked.
"Yes, my Uncle, Jackie Chan," I replied.
"Yeah right kid, and I'm Bruce Lee," she said hanging up the phone.
'What a jerk, kinda funny though. Who can I call now. I know.'
"Hello?"
"Kaori, is your mother there?" I asked.
"No, she took Fei-Hung to the park."
"Alright, is Jaycee with you?"
"Yes."
"Oh great, put him on the phone."
"Ok, hang on Jade.……Hello this is Jaycee."
"Jaycee, Uncle Jackie was...was." I stopped.
"Was what?"
"Kidnapped."
"What, how? When?"
"He was kidnapped just a few minutes ago. We were eating lunch when a stranger came up to us and asked Uncle Jackie if he could help him get his cat out of a tree. Uncle Jackie being such a nice guy agreed, he followed him outside and there was four other guys wearing trench all bigger than Uncle Jackie. He started to climb the tree, when the biggest man took out a bat and grabbed Uncle Jackie's foot then threw him to the ground. He swung the bat and hit Uncle Jackie knocking him out instantly. I tried to stop them but they said they would kill him so I had to go back into the cabin as they placed Uncle Jackie in a black van and drove off.
"Did you call the police?" he questioned.
"Yes, but she thought I was lying and said something about Bruce Lee,"
"Where are you?"
"I'll be there in a few minutes to pick you up."
"Ok c-ya."
'Who else can I call that will believe me, I know,' I dialed a familiar Los Angeles number and waited.
English
"Hello?" asked a tired voice. Oops forgot about time change.
"Hi, Chris?" I asked.
"Yeah, who's this?"
"This is Jade Chan, Jackie's niece."
"Oh Jade, how are you."
"My days was going great, but now it took a nose dive straight into a dumpster."
"Why, what's wrong?"
"I came out to Hong Kong to see Uncle Jackie on the set of his new movie. He just finished for the day so we out to lunch at his wooden cabin. Then the Dark Hand kidnapped him," I cried.
"What, how?"
"I'll tell you when I stop crying."
"Maybe I can help with the investigation, I'm going to catch a private plane out to Hong Kong."
"Alright. Well my phone is going dead, call Uncle Jackie's house when you get into Hong Kong and we'll pick you up."
"Ok I'll be there-" he said as my phone gave out.
"Hello… Hello… Chris?" Stupid phone. I waited fifteen minutes for Jaycee to arrive until I became impatient. What's going to happen to uncle Jackie, and why would anyone want to kidnap him? Was it for money, or was it to be known they kidnapped the world's greatest martial arts star. The sound of tires speeding over gravel took me from my thoughts. Jaycee and the director of Tuxedo, I think his name was Sushi Shue pulled up in a black truck with flames on the sides.
Chinese
"Hey Jade this is Lau Ka Leung the director of Tuxedo. Lau this is my cousin Jade," he said as I entered his truck.
"Hello Jade."
"Hello," I said. I guess his name wasn't Sushi Shue. "Where are we going."
"The police station."
The drive to the police station seemed to take forever but was only a twenty-minute drive. I'm so worried and scared for Uncle Jackie. What if they hurt him, or even went as far as killing him? We arrived at the police station and walked threw the moving doors, to a police desk.
"May I help you?" asked a woman politely.
"We would like to report a kidnapping." said Jaycee.
"Ok fallow me," she said leading us into the back where the detective office was. "Go right in." Oh sure, it works for Jaycee but not me.
"Thank you."
"Hello Jaycee, how are you today?" asked the detective.
"Well Rocky, my day just took a nose dive into the Pacific Ocean."
"Oh, why?" he asked in a manly detectives voce.
"My father and cousin here," he said pointing to me, "Went out to lunch and the Dark Hand kidnapped dad."
"Oh my, who would want to kidnap Jackie," he said shaking his head. "So your the witness?"
"Yes," I whispered walking forward.
"Ok young lady, will you tell me what happened."
"Uncle Jackie and I were eating lunch when..." I began and recited the hole story, "And that's when speed off with Uncle Jackie in their black van."
"Well, there are a million of places Jackie can be held hostage at, I'll send out a force troop. I want you all to stay in an indoor looked facility unless you have a bodyguard or a policeman. If they call with information about Jackie, like for ransom money or anything else call us immediately."
"Thank you so much Rocky," Jaycee said shaking the detectives hand.
"Not a Problem, take care now."
The ride to Lau's house was a very silent ride, I guess everybody was just speechless. We dropped him off and drove to what I guessed was Jackie's house.
"Are you hungry Jade?" asked Jaycee as we pulled into the humongous driveway.
"No, not really," I whispered.
"Ok, I'll show you to your room, fallow me," said Jaycee walking up to the front door. Uncle Jackie's house was huge. It was a very beautiful two story white house, with a pool, a track a tennis court, baseball and basketball courts. Dang, I wish I had a house like this 'wow.' Jaycee politely held the door open for me as I walked in and dropped my bags to the floor 8in complete aw. The stuff that took my breath away was Uncle Jackie's old Chinese artifacts, lamps, furniture, and a dragon tile floor. The dragon tile floor was covered in different kinds of green, and gold dragons. We walked over to the stairs and I looked up sighing. Uncle Jackie had a long spiral staircase with Chinese characters in gold on each step. 'Great, I don't have the energy to go up the fifty step long spiral stairs case. No wonder Uncle Jackie's in shape. But I'm not, so where's the elevator?'
"Do you have an elevator?"
"No why, can't you walk?"
"Of coarse I can walk, but I'm not in as good of shape like Uncle Jackie. I can't walk up these stairs everyday and live," I said in one breath.
"Oh Jade you'll get use to it. I did and so did mom, plus dad runs up these everyday as part of his work out."
"Thanks rub it in… Fine I'll try."
I sighed once more and started climbing the fifty plus staircase. The first thirty wasn't so bad, but after that it all went down hill. When I got to the top, about five minutes after Jaycee my legs felt like jello, so I collapsed to the ground. I layed there for ten minutes before I could catch my breath, talk about out of shape huh? A donkey could do better.
"Are you ok?" asked Jaycee as I got off the floor.
"Yes I'm fine, I just needed ten minutes to catch my breath. I still don't get how Uncle Jackie can run up these, I can't even walk up them without dieing." I breathed.
The upstairs was once again tiled with the green and gold dragons. There were a total of eight humongous rooms, five bathrooms, and an entertainment room. The downstairs had four bedrooms, a kitchen, dinning room, living room, another entertainment room, and a gym with a sauna and hot tub for Uncle Jackie.
"Ok your room is here," he said opening the door. The room was very big with a king sized water bed, a bathroom, a walk in closet, a TV, a VCR, a DVD player, a book shelf full of old Chinese stories and legends, an ancient Chinese lamp and a golden dragon statue. On the bed were flowered silk sheet's with the Chinese characters that said, 'welcome friends.'
"Wow, this is amazing," I said as the phone by the bed began to ring. "Can I answer it?"
"Sure,"
"Hello?"
English:
"Hi, who is this?" asked a man in English.
"This is Jade Chan."
"Jade, it's me Chris"
"Oh hey,"
"I'm on the plane, and won't be there for about another hour."
"Ok Jaycee and I will pick you up."
"Ok bye."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and turned to Jaycee. "That was Chris,"
Chinese:
"Chris?"
"Chris Tucker."
"Oh, I know him."
"He'll be at the airport in about an hour. He wants to help find Uncle Jackie, I told him we would pick him up."
"Ok that's fine. Well hey you look kinda tired why don't you take a nap and I'll wake you up when its time to go pick up Chris."
I nodded crawling into bed under the silk sheets and quickly fell asleep. I was having a good dream. Jackie and I were playing jokes on each other while we were on brake from the Jackie Chan Adventures, but my dream wet from good to bad.
I 'm running fast down a long dark hallway and noticed a white room at the end of the hallway. In this white room, three of the four walls were covered in hand prints of blood while the fourth wall was covered completely in blood. I looked around and spotted Uncle Jackie in the middle of the room. His hands were tied above his head by wires and he was covered from head to toe in blood. I ran up to him, as he lifted his head.
"Why Jade? Why didn't you help me?" he asked, a hint of betrayal in his voice.
"But I couldn't Uncle Jackie, they would have killed you."
"It doesn't make a difference now... Because of you, I'm dead." he said as his head dropped to his chest and blood oozed from his stomach.
Author's note: Ok that's all for now. Hoped you like the second chapter, I update again really soon, considering this story is already done and the next four sequels…. Bye for now Shizuko.