Chapter 2:Settling Down

Note: This chapter is a serious one. As I go along with the story, the notice will say whether it is serious or funny. Also, I'm saying the disclaimer once and once only…I DO NOT OWN XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN! Please review after story, thank you.

After the incident with the slightly crazed Fun-G the rapper, the seven Xiaolin warriors finally settled down. Omi was first to introduce them.

"Hi! I'm Omi!"

"Nice to meet you little Omi!"

"Cool."

"Whatever."

"I a lot to teach you new individuals!"

"I'd like to hear about it!"

"Cool."

"Whatever."

Ruah's mind seemed to be elsewhere and Raven didn't seem to care. Ruah sat on the grass and Raven went up into her bedroom to do something utterly unknown to all.

"What's up with old gloomy storming into her room. What an attitude!" Kimiko angrily stated, bottom lip curling over the top one in a distinct frown.

"Errr…I dunno. It kinda reminds me of someone I know, EH Kimiko?"

"NO…I'm confused."

"Don't you take a hint. Its you!" Raimundo said, disbelief in his Brazilian accent. Kimiko stared and then made an even bigger frown before mumbling, "I'm not that bad…"

"Tch. Yeah, right," Raimundo said and walked off towards Raven's room to spy on her.

Kim's P.O.V

So far it's been a very weird day.

First of all, I begin by saying things I didn't mean to (Stupid script) and then Omi copies (kinda).

Then Master Fung is acting all weird thinking he's a gangster.

The new dragons seem alright except for the Raven girl.

Ruah, the smallest of them all who seemed like fourteen, wore black, baggy trousers with a white top that was design-less.

He didn't seem to mind about his garments but he was pretty good-looking, apart from some of the guys her I know. Also, Judging from his accent, he was Russian.

Monica was a little perky for reality. She wore a red T-shirt without the sleeves, showing her pale arms. She also wore a red, long skirt hemmed with orange cloth. Judging from her accent she was from jolly ol' England.

Raven, the moody one, the one in her room. She seemed gothic. Her clothes said it all.

She wore a purple, plain T-shirt below a black leather waistcoat. For bottoms, she wore black cotton chinos.

She was so bleak, it was obvious I wasn't going to like her.

Raven's P.O.V

Stupid people. I'm not ever going to get along. They all aren't people I'd even like to communicate with. Especially that Ruah figure. He disgusts me. If I had a choice, he'd be long dead. He doesn't think about anything at all, so naive. Really Sad. I decided to forget about the dull-witted Russian and began to read my book.