Seiyaryu: Hey! You're still here. I'm glad you could stick around. Again, that huge disclaimer in the prologue applies to every chapter here; so don't bug me about not putting it up again. I do have to warn about some things in this fanficiton though. Yamiryu, care to do the honors?
Yamiryu: This fanfiction was given a high rating for many reasons. There will be offensive language/profanities, some insinuating material, spoilers, high violence/blood content, and not for the weak of heart in general. Let's get the show on the road already…
Chapter One: Voice
"You can here me, can you?" A woman's voice gently whispered in Chase Young's ear as he was meditating. It's that voice again. For the past month, the self-titled Prince of Darkness had a voice haunting him, although he didn't want to admit it. "I know you can hear me…" He mentally chided to himself to ignore everything around him. "…WILL STOP PLAYING DUMB AND ACTUALLY LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE!" That sudden scream snapped Chase from his current state.
" What is it that you want?" He hissed through his teeth.
"Just hear me out. I need you to break me out of this seal I'm in."
"How would I benefit from this?" He was extremely wary, but he knew Wuya could never pull off a stunt like this.
"Unseal me, and I can help you receive the things you desire most. As a gift of gratitude, I will give you all the unconditional support not even Wuya could give you."
"…Where are you exactly?"
At the Xiaolin Temple, the four apprentices were busy with their training. Although they were successful with their previous showdowns against the Heylin, Master Fung took no chances into strengthening the Chosen Ones even more. What troubled him was the disturbing news he learned from the others.
"All of you have been hearing voices?" Master Fung looked at his pupils with concern.
"Yes, Master," Omi spoke, "For some time now, we keep hearing a woman's voice."
"Yeah," Kimiko added, "she keeps on nagging us to free her from a seal or something like that. It's getting pretty annoying!"
"I see." He spoke in a grave voice. The wizened monk got up to pick out a scroll from a shelf, and motioned Dojo to come. "I need you to take the young monks here. Can I count on you to do it?" Dojo leapt onto Master Fung's shoulder, armed with his reading glasses, and read the scroll.
"D, dude!" The dragon almost screeched. "You can't be serious, Fung! If they release her—"
"Better them than you-know-who." Master Fung's fingers shut Dojo's jaws immediately. "Dojo will take you to the source of the voice immediately. I suggest you take as many of the Shen Gong Wu as you can. It will be very dangerous once you get there."
After an hour of the Dojo Express, the Xiaolin monks landed in on a desolate island in the South-East Asia. Making their way through the dense rainforest underbrush, they reached a stone temple. Neglect and salt air corroded a once elegant temple to rubble over time. Vines and weeds desecrated the surrounding gardens.
"Why does the air feel so thick?" Omi loosened his robe's collar as they ascended the stairs.
"I think it's the humidity around here." Kimiko whipped out her PDA to confirm her theory.
"Nah, it can't be." Raimundo commented. "I know humidity, and this isn't it."
"He's right." Clay added, "It's sticker than molasses in winter here."
They finally made into what seemed to be the grand hall. Cracks in the ceiling provided an improvised light for them as they explored the room. Dojo confirmed this was the place they were looking for.
As Raimundo began to go deeper into the hall, he noticed something glistening in the dark.
"You've made it!" The woman cried out happily. "Just come this way, and get me out of here, please!" The Xiaolin apprentice of Wind took another step when Chase Young and Wuya came up to him.
"Going somewhere?" Chase chuckled.
"Raimundo!" Omi and the others caught up with their friend. "We heard her voice just now and—" They gasped to see the dragon lord there.
"So, you have been hearing her voice too…" Suddenly, the ground beneath them shook violently. The Tunnel Armadillo cracked through the stone, only to reveal—
"Jack Spicer, Evil Boy Genius, has arrived!" The self-proclaimed genius was flanked by his Jack-bots. He looked around and frowned. "Crud. My Shen Gong Wu-detector must be faulty again! There's no Wu in sight! But what are you Xiaolin Losers doing here?"
"You mean to tell us, Jack Spicer," a confused Omi asked, "you did not hear someone call out to you?"
"Huh? What voice?"
"Ah, never mind."
"Hey, who's the pretty chick in the ice cube?" Everyone turned around to see what Jack was talking about. A new crack developed in the ceiling, brought in new light. A red-brown haired woman, no older than 25, dressed in armor and manacles on her wrists and ankles, was in inside of a crystal tomb. Wuya floated closer to the tomb and gave a hiss.
"It is her! Dashi did seal Jin away, like me!"
"Dojo," Kimiko and the others looked at the dragon, "did you know that Dashi sealed her too?"
"That fact might've, uh, slipped from my mind…" He gave a nervous chuckle. "There's a good reason why she's in there. We can't let anyone release her!"
"Why, if it isn't Dojo and Wuya…" the voice grew louder in their minds. "It's inevitable that I too would be freed from here. After things don't occur for any reason."
Chase walked up to the crystal and got a closer look. The moment his hand made contact, the surface gave away like sand under his touch, and the tomb shattered with a strident screech.
"Oh boy, we're really screwed now." Dojo and Wuya groaned.
Jin slowly got up, wiping off any more broken shards on her. She smiled at Chase. "Thank you very much for releasing me. I knew someone would come eventually if I was persistent enough." He said nothing. Just who exactly was this woman?
"Hold on! Hold on!" Jack interrupted the silence. "You sent these people psychic messages and not me! You're gonna pay for that! Jack-bots, attack!" The robots stampeded their way, ready to strike.
But Jin was much quicker. She leapt into the air, and quickly made mincemeat out of the mechanical soldiers. Landing in front of Spicer, she took the time to teach him a good lesson. Her hand whipped out, pinning the boy's head to the floor.
"Learn this well, boy. Stay out of my way, and your life will be spared."
"That is enough!" Jin coldly looked at Omi and the other monks. "Your fighting skills are most admirable, but we will not tolerate them used to hurt anyone…even if it is Jack Spicer. Prepare to be defeated!" They sprung into their Dragon X-cume formation.
"Enough!" Chase Young's voice echoed in the hall. "Precious time is being wasted here. Now, as your payment towards me, Jin…"
"Yes, yes. I know. Now if you excuse me, Xiaolin monks..." Jin drew out the title with pure venom. "As my token of my appreciation, I will accompany you and give you the Fan of Zantetsu." She pulled out a metal folding fan from her side.
"Before you receive my services, however, I would like to test everyone in this room in a Xiaolin Showdown. The goal will be to capture this Shen Gong Wu, and me and remove one of my manacles. What will you wager?"
"We will wager the Orb of Tornami, the Star Hanabi, the Sword of the Storm, and the Third-Arm Sash!" They cried out in unison.
"Fine!" Jack jumped in. "I'll wager my Jet-Bootsu!"
"I will wager the Lasso Boa Boa." Chase said.
"Let's go!" Everyone cried, "Xiaolin Showdown!"
Seiyaryu: Yay! The first chapter is done! Ohh, and now I gotta write the Showdown. And now I have Xiaolin Showdown muses!
Yamiryu: (vein pops) Excuse me! Aibou, what about us!
Seiyaryu: Yami, you're my original muse. I need other muses for specific fandoms. ;;;
Yamiryu: And who are your muses, exactly?
Chase: (pops up) How the hell did I end up being her muse?
Yamiryu: It's because you're one of her favorite characters from the series. Same thing happened to Sanzo and Gojyo from Saiyuki.
Chase: Great. --'''
Yamiryu: (seductively) So, Chase. I've been hearing you could some new aid. Wuya's practically worthless without her powers and—
Wuya: (pops up, armed with fireballs) Who are you calling 'worthless'?
Yamiryu: You don't scare me! I have the powers of a Yami and I'm not afraid to use them!
Wuya and Yamiryu: (the two duke it out)
Sanzo, Gojyo and Chase: (shake their heads, and go back doing their own things)
Seiyaryu: This is going to be a lot more difficult than I thought.