Part 2-Sinister Showdown
The big black robot (named T-Error) towered over the captured Xiaolin Warriors. "Last chance, where are the rest of the Sheng-Gong-Wu?"
"We shall never tell you, you big bad, guy!" Omi tried to break his bonds, but to no avail.
"Nice insult Omi." Raimundo said sarcastically.
"Thank you Raimundo." Omi said pleasantly.
T-Error looked down at the Xiaolin Dragons. "Hm, that's too bad." T-Error shrugged. "And to think I was going to make you my kung-fu lackeys when I conquer this world." It used a mechanical pincer to take the Alchemy Vial off the ground. "So this is it…" T-Error examined the tiny vial. "To think that all I ever needed to destroy my greatest rival was this tiny little test tube. All that power, in the palm of my hand…" T-Error turned it's attention back to the warriors. "Well, I guess it's time to destroy you." It pointed it's free arm cannon at them. "But you'll depart from this world with the comforting thought; that if it wasn't for you I would never have found this Sheng-Gong-Wu and then I would never had found the means to destroy that pesky-."
"Jack Spicer!" shouted a familiar voice. In a split second, the Alchemy Vial was yanked out of T-Error's hand by a Jack-bot. The Jack-bot flew to a hovercraft which was floating nearby and gave the Sheng-Gong-Wu to it's masters: Jack Spicer and Wuya. "Who knew getting this thing would be so easy?" then Jack noticed T-Error. "Hey, who the heck is this guy?" he asked Wuya.
"Cease your inquires, you foolish boy!" Wuya snapped. "What you have in your hands is a powerful Sheng-Gong-Wu! Imagine if it fell into the right hands!" the witch ordered.
"Well, well, well if it isn't that Jack Spicer!" T-Error exclaimed. "How's it been?"
"Ah, things are going okay." Jack answered. "Thanks for asking…Mr. Whatever your name is."
"You don't remember me!" T-Error asked angrily. "I'll make you remember!" he screamed. T-Error aimed it's massive hand at Jack and fired an energy blast at the boy genius. The blast collided with Jack's hovercar, causing Jack to fall off. T-Error snatched him out of the air before he had a chance to use his HeliPak and then held him close to it's enormous face. "Remember now?" T-Error roared.
"No, not really." Jack said, voice hoarse from being squeezed by T-Error's iron grip.
T-Error's confidence seemed to falter a bit. "You know me. I'm your evil rival."
"Sorry, doesn't ring any bells." Jack stated, struggling to get free.
"Oh come on! I'm an evil scientist!" T-Error shouted in frustration. "We fought years before. I used to make fun of you. I swore revenge." He reminded, trying to make Jack remember him. When those didn't work the robot sighed in defeat and said one last reminder. "We went to grade school together."
"Oh yeah." Jack said, chewing something in his mouth. "You're that Timmy Exir kid, right?"
"It's Tommy now!" T-Error cried. "TOMMY! TOMMY! TOMMY!" he started stomping on the ground in rage at being called his original name, causing the ground to shake. "My name is Tommy Error now!"
By this time Jack had managed to wiggle both his arms free. "Oh, I don't get it."
At this, T-Error ceased his destructive tantrum. "Don't get what?"
"Your name." Jack replied. "I don't get it."
"What's not to get?"
"It doesn't have a gimmick." Jack explained. "It's devoid of any gimmick. Every supervillain needs a gimmick. Chase Young is immortal, note the Young in his name. Tubbimaru is a bit tubby. Katnappé has the cat burglar thing going on. Le mime is a mime. And my name just sounds pretty cool. So I don't really get the gimmick in the name Tommy Error. Unless you're referring to the fact that all your inventions usually break down after two weeks. I'm surprised that the fists of that jumbo robot suit you're wearing haven't fallen off yet."
T-Error resisted the urge to crush his rival right then and there. "Hrr…you see if you take the first letter of Tommy, and connect it to Error then you get Dr. T-Error. Get it, terror?"
This made Jack chuckle. "Terror? You wish!"
"Why you! Wait, what's that in your mouth?" He noticed that Jack was chewing something.
"All I can tell you is…" he chewed a bit more. "It ain't gum!" Suddenly, Jack spat a small gold object at Tommy's robotic suit.
The second the golden object touched the robotic suit, a wave of electricity coarsed through it's metallic frame. "AUGHHHH!" Tommy screamed in pain. He had to let go of Jack to try to pry the object off.
Jack quickly activated his helicopter blades. "Isn't my new invention just shocking?" Jack asked mockingly. T-Error struggled to remove the small gold object but it was stuck in place. "If you like that, then you'll love it's second function." Jack pressed a small button on a remote detonator.
The small gold object glowed a hot white color and surged with more energy than before, and then with a muffled bang, it exploded. Suddenly, Dr. T-Error's robot suit fell apart. It's huge arms fell off, the legs buckled under the upper body's immense weight. Then the head toppled off and fell to the ground with a crash. Then a tiny door on it's side opened and out stepped a rather diminutive little man, dressed in a black scientist outfit, wearing black goggles and had a strange silver helmet on his head.
"Ladies and gentlemen…" Jack announced to no one in particular. "I present to you, the dreaded Dr. Tommy Error!"
The destruction of T-Error's robot caused the energy ropes binding the Xiaolin Dragons to deactivate. "That's him?" Raimundo asked in shock as he saw the tiny scientist. "I expected the guy who made those Demolitioners and that UFO would have looked more threatening…or at least be taller than Omi."
"I heard that!" Omi cried.
"That's Timmy for you. The Master of Overcompensation." Jack explained.
Tommy, however, was not amused. "How many times do I have to tell you to get it through your thick cranium? It's Tommy! My name is now, Tommy Error!" the small scientist shouted.
"Whoops. My bad." Jack said, in a cheap apologetic tone. "By the way 'Tommy', I've been wondering; how'd you get out of that mental institution/nuthouse/prison/waste dump/summer camp you were imprisoned in?"
"You mean 'Happy Fumes Island'?" Tommy shuddered. "Well, if you must know…I used this." Tommy lightly tapped the silver helmet on his head.
"You mean to say you charged your way through security, with that thing on your head?" Jack asked.
"What are you? Some kind of moron? Wait, don't answer that. This helmet allows me to control any mechanical device I create, telepathically. Observe." Tommy pressed a button on the helmet's side. Almost instantly his UFO released six more Demolitioner pods. They instantly transformed in mid-air, and landed with the grace of a sack of potatoes. (meaning they crash-landed) "Get up you piles of junk!" Tommy's helmet shook and the Demolitioners recovered and stood in straight formation. "Now, tremble in fear Jack Spicer!" Tommy ordered. "For your pitiful Jack-bots are no where near a match for my far superior Demolitioners!"
"Is that robot drooling?" Jack pointed to a Demolitioner which had a slimy streak of silicon going down it's face.
"Hrr…You!" Tommy pointed to the drooling Demolitioner. "Self-Destruct!" he commanded. The robot pressed the T skull symbol on it's chest twice and blew itself up. "What drooling robot?" Tommy asked, turning his attention back to Jack. "Alright, Demolitioners! Destroy Jack Spicer and that floating, weird-headed, purple thing next to him."
"Who you callin' weird-headed?" Wuya hissed.
"Well, this really does look like the end." Jack stated. "But could I ask you one little teensy-weency request, Tommy?"
"What?"
"Could you count how many Demolitioners are behind you?" Jack requested.
"Pfft…there are six, Spicer, six."
"Really?"
"Yeah. One…two…three." Tommy counted the Demolitioners. (including the one that self-destructed earlier) "Four…Five…Six…Seven?" he noticed that there was an extra Demolitioner in the group. "What the-?" But before he had a chance to theorize where it had come from, the extra Demolitioner started to change.
Panels on the Demolitioner's face began to shift. The beefy fists and tiny legs contracted into secret compartments. It shrunk to half it's height. It's color changed from black to grey. In short, it was transforming. After the transformation, the huge Demolitioner was now a lanky grey robot with an expressionless face and spindly arms and legs. Then in one swift motion it punched a hole right through a nearby Demolitioner. Upon seeing their comrade destroyed, two Demolitioners rushed in to attack. The gray robot noticed them and stretched it's metallic arm and grabbed their heads, crushing them. A third Demolitioner entered the fray. But a compartment on the gray robot's chest opened and a third extendable arm came out and punched the oncoming Demolitioner. The last of the Demolitioners unleashed it's missile launchers, then before it could fire, the gray robot said in a voice that was distinctively Tommy's. "Self-Destruct." The Demolitioner blew itself up. (thinking it was Tommy who commanded it to do so.)
"How do you like the power of Chameleon Bot ver. 2.5 Timmy?" Jack asked. "My bots aren't so obsolete now, are they?"
"That's the Chameleon Bot? Yes! My search is over!" Tommy laughed with glee. "I may not have to do my original plan after all! But just in case…." Tommy pressed another button on his silver helmet. The UFO's hatch opened and out came…a swarm of Jack-bots! Actually they resembled Jack-Bots.(a little too well) But they were black, instead of gold, had blue eyes instead of red ones and on their chests was Tommy's T skull emblems.
"My Jack-bots!" Jack cried in horror at his robots' doppelgangers. "But how did you…?"
"….Get the designs?" Tommy interrupted. "Well it's a rather amusing story. But as much as I'd like to say that this was all my doing…I'd be lying. For the credit should go to the Xiaolin Dragons!"
"Uh, just for the record, I would just like to say that until today we had no idea this Tommy fella existed." Clay said, as he saw Jack give them a mad look.
Tommy chuckled at this. "Oh don't look at them like 'that' Spicer. They didn't know they were helping me. You see, it all started after I broke out of Happy Fumes Island. For months I had heard rumors that you had created a new kind of robotic warrior, which you egotistically named Jack-bots. Intrigued from these rumors, I sought to obtain the Jack-bot blueprints to jumpstart my revenge. Unfortunately for me, you did well to conceal them from your enemies. It wasn't until I arrived in Chinatown to gain some cash to fund my new secret base that I saw it. A pile of metal and robotic parts in heaps around the gate area. The remnants matched those of Jack-bot parts, but weren't quite large enough to give me the whole schematic for a Jack-bot. Suddenly, destroyed Jack-bots were appearing everywhere. China, Texas, New York, and all around the globe, it was amazing! Finally I had enough data to construct my very own Jack-bot, which I renamed Shadow-bot."
"But why? Why steal my designs?"
"Revenge Spicer, revenge!" Tommy exclaimed. "I'm giving you a taste of your own medicine, you copycat! I was the one who wanted to be an evil scientist! You may have had dreams of world domination when you were in the 2nd grade! But I wanted to rule the world since 1st grade! You copied my dream! And to top it all off, your interference in my first plan for universal conquest ended with me being sent to Happy Fumes Island! I'm not just going to wipe you off the face of the Earth, I'm going to annihilate you from the very annals of history!"
"Annals of history? How're you going to do that?" Jack said as he pressed a few buttons on his watch.
"Step one is to 'get the Alchemy Vial'!" Tommy lunged and tried to grab the Alchemy Vial from Jack Spicer's hand, but the taller evil boy genius held-fast. As the two scientists held the Sheng-Gong-Wu, it started to glow. Tommy grinned. "Jack Spicer, I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown!"
Jack's grip on the Vial tightened. "Fine, my Glove of Jisaku against….wait…did you say 'Xiaolin Showdown'?"
"Did I stutter? Yes you blockhead!" Tommy raved.
"But, you don't even have a Sheng-Gong-Wu!" Jack protested.
"That's where you're wrong Jack." Tommy took out a small orb from it's pocket. It was a stone eye, decorated with swirls, sapphire veins converged to a glowing gold jewel on it's pupil. "Does this look familiar to you Jack?
For some strange, unknown reason, (even to him) Jack was petrified at the sight of the object. "I-I've seen that before."
"Of course you have! It's the Cyclops Eye! I zapped you with it years ago, right before they sent me up the river. You'll be unhappy to know that I've been studying Sheng-Gong-Wu. And I know all the rules of a Xiaolin Showdown. So since I challenged you first I get to name the Showdown. Now let's see…what to beat you at." Tommy looked thoughtful for a moment. He started eyeing the castle ruins they were in. "I know…Your Glove of Jisaku vs. my Cyclops Eye. Here's what we'll do. See these ruins around us? You try to rebuild this castle and I'll try to destroy and hinder your work. First one to accomplish his goal wins."
"Fine I'll accept…but to make things more interesting, how about an extra wager?" Jack said, taking out his Glove of Jisaku.
"I'm listening…" Tommy was clearly interested.
"If I win, you not only give me the Cyclops Eye, but all the data and research you have on my Jack-bots as well."
"But what if I win?"
"If you win…you get my Chameleon Bot Ver.2.5." Jack offered.
"It's a deal! Xiaolin Showdown!" Tommy shouted. Suddenly the ruins began to shake and churn.
What-was left of the castle collapsed and the blocks of stone turned into giant toy building blocks. Jack was put near the gargantuan building blocks, while Tommy was sent to a hill, a quarter of a mile away from the ruins. "Gong Yi Tan Pai!" they both shouted.
The Xiaolin Dragons felt powerless. It didn't matter who won this showdown, because whoever won, they lost. So the most they could do was watch this sinister showdown of create and destroy.
Jack pressed another button on his watch and his Chameleon-Bot went forth to assist him. Jack started using his Glove of Jisaku to put one building block on top of the other. While the Chameleon-Bot ver.2.5 used it's three arms to fix the walls.
Strangely, Tommy did nothing even when Jack and Chameleon Bot were half way finished fixing the castle. "Shadow-Bots, attack!" Tommy's customized horde of Jack-bot copies rushed towards the castle, laser cannons drawn.
Jack didn't seem worried. He pressed another button on his watch and all the Shadow-bots exploded.
"What, what did you do!" Tommy gasped in shock at seeing his entire army explode.
"All I did was sent an order to all Jack-bots within a two mile radius to self-destruct. They're all programmed to do that. I guess you made your Shadow Bots too much like my Jack-Bots." Jack and Chameleon Bot were almost done fixing the castle. "Just one more block to go. Glove of Jisaku!" the glove lifted the block off the ground and was about to put it in the final slot when…
"Cyclops Eye!" Tommy shouted. The eye fired a massive red beam of energy at Jack. As the beam passed the Xiaolin Dragons(who were watching the showdown, nearby) they sensed that it was not just normal energy. It felt like the beam was completely made out of pure negative chi. Filled to the brim, with despair and anarchy. Jack was about to place the final block, when the beam struck.
Jack reeled from the blow, clutching his head in pain. Chameleon Bot, the Dragons and Tommy watched to see the effects of the beam. But Jack seemed fine, his clothes were unscathed and there wasn't a cut on his body. "Sorry Tommy." He raised the block over his head. "But the same trick won't work twice!" Jack practically slammed the block and with that, finished rebuilding the castle.
And just like that, the showdown ended, Jack had won. The Cyclops Eye was in his hands and a box labeled Jack-bot research was in Chameleon Bot's arms. Though he didn't seem to enthusiastic.
Tommy was just plain angry. "You may have won this round Spicer!" he pointed menacingly at his rival before activating his jetpack. "But I still have my master plan!" Tommy flew back to his UFO. "Until next 'time'!"
Jack watched as the UFO flew away until it was a distant speck. Without saying a word he turned on his helipack and flew away, along with Wuya and Chameleon bot. Leaving the Xiaolin warriors wondering if the Cyclops Eye's blast had affected him more than he would let on.
To be continued in...Jack to the Past!
Author Note: This was my first attempt at making A Xiaolin Showdown fic. So I'm open for suggestions on how to make the battle scenes more vivid. So send some, if you please. Thanks!