dl-sPirit: Hey everyone! Finally got off the ceiling! Now, um, Omi, are there any bad reviews?

Omi: Nope!

dl-sPirit: Good. Now I can answer them...

To Kosmic: Sorry that I can't tell you who it is, but I can tell you this; almost nobody there has ever heard of a weredragon, so they think it's a regular dragon. And Rai's mine! (Raimundo: She's right. I've tried to run 6 times now)

To Lunar Lily Muse / whitefangs: Don't worry; I am.

To Satoshi Silver Syoran: Thank you!

To homeschool girl: Thank you- wait! (rereads review) (to Jack and Raimundo) Did you guys really make a bet?

Omi: Yes!

dl-sPirit: Rai, give Jack his money back.

Raimundo: (grumbles, but gives Jack fifty dollars)

dl-sPirit: (takes money from Jack) That's what you get for betting!

Jack: (to Raimundo) Told ya she'd do that!

Raimundo: Yeah. (givesJack a fifty dollar bill)

dl-sPirit: YOU MADE ANOTHER BET ON ME!

Omi:(to readers) Please read this chapter while dArkliTe-spirit curses out Raimundo and Jack.

"Master Fung? Will you please spare a moment?" Omi asked after breakfast. The other warriors, ready to go, had gone outside to train. "Yes. What is troubling you?" Master Fung inquired curiously. "I saw the intruder last night. It was a blue dragon, but I have never seen such a dragon like it!" Omi started.

"Go on," Master Fung prompted.

For the next few minutes, Omi described the events that had occurred in the vault, along with what the dragon looked like. When he was done, Master Fung nodded lightly.

"This does explain a lot. I have learned that, not too long ago, the people in a nearby town caught a dragon stealing a lamb. They chased it away, and it is quite possible that it fled here to the Xiaolin Temple," Master Fung explained.

"But what can we do?" Omi asked. Master Fung was silent.

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Kimiko looked at Omi, who had just finished retelling his tale. "I don't believe it! There's actually another dragon?" she exclaimed. Clay seemed too shocked to say much (A/N: even though he never says much...), while Raimundo seemed very nervous all of a sudden.

"Yes. I believe that-" Omi began.

"Stop everything! A new shen-gong-wu just went active!" Dojo interrupted. Everyone looked at him. "We don't have much time. Jack and Wuya could grab it before we can!" He quickly grew to his forty-foot length and, without further conversation, everyone got on.

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Clay looked around. Dojo had taken them to a small prairie where, he claimed, the new shen-gong-wu was. According to the scroll, it was the Flute of Long: a shen-gong-wu with the ability to control any dragon, including the Sapphire Dragon, temporarily. After about three hours, it usually wore off. Though Dojo was the only one who seemed to have a reason to worry, the Dragon of the Wind seemed even more anxious to get it.

"Dojo, cold you tell us what the shen-gong-wu looks like?" Omi asked the four-foot dragon.

"Well, it's light blue. Looks sorta like a unicorn's horn. About half the size of the Monkey Staff," Dojo started. Raimundo cast his glance around. The prairie seemed rather desolate, with only a few birds here and there, a few trees, and a jagged rock about seven feet high. Something near the top glinted and caught his eye. It had caught Omi's eye too.

"The Flute of Long!" he cried, running over to it.

"Not so fast, baldy. Jack-bots, annihilate-tify!" an all-too familiar voice yelled. Almost fifty Jack-bots swooped down, forcing the young monk to stop while he and his friends proceeded to make the robots into scrap. Jack, meanwhile, had pulled out the Flute of Long and was now flying away.

"He's getting away!" Kimiko cried before a Jack-bot snuck up on her from behind and hit her. Omi, thinking fast, began jumping on the Jack-bots and leaped up, grabbing the Flute of Long. It began to glow.

"GAH! What the-? Fine, I'm calling a showdown," Jack declared as he was forced to land. Wuya glared somewhat at Omi. "Ok, my Reversing Mirror for your, er," Jack started. "Lunar Locket?" Wuya suggested. "Yeah, for your Lunar Locket. Challenge is...we climb the rock." He indicated to the rock. "Whoever gets the furthest in three minutes wins."

"I have no choice but to accept, Jack Spicer," Omi groaned.

Together, they yelled, "Xiaolin Showdown!"

dl-sPirit: (finally calmed down) No more bets. Got it?

Raimundo: Yeah, whatever.

Jack: I'm in the story? YES!

Omi: But I will humiliate you in the showdown!

dl-sPirit: Well, actually, I'm not really gonna write about the showdown.

Omi: Darn it!

Raimundo: (sarcastically) Once again, our favorite authoress has forgotten something.

dl-sPirit: What?

Jack: Disclaimer.

dl-sPirit: oh. See last chapter for it! And please review!