This story will only have four chapters. I'll describe it as the feelings of all four Xiaolin monks. I put a little Rai/Kim romance because I love it and it rocks. So murder me or something if you hate Rai/Kim. I'll still love this pairing.

It's actually not a story; it's a poem. My first poem on Xiaolin Showdown so far. My first poem on So please read it and review! This one is on Omi.

Sorry if you get annoyed by how every time I change scenes, there are two hyphens. It's just my way of doing it.

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I lived in a temple for all my life,

Never seeing the world around me.

Without any friends or foes in my path

I never really knew my life was lonely.

That day my three friends arrived

It was a part of destiny.

At first I couldn't bring myself to accept them

But then found myself to agree.

This was the best choice for the temple and me

And we evolved from strangers to friends

Before I never knew how it was

Knowing you had someone on which to depend.

I've learned many, many new things

Each day they were here

Like how to dally your dillies

Or to pull down Jack's underwear.

Sometimes I try to go alone

And find I can't complete my mission

Calling on my friends

Makes me go on a different transition.

Find me training in the temple

For the next Shen Gong Wu

My element and my heart

Lead me to what is true.

I have taught my friends many things,

And also learned more

My friends are very precious

What I say comes from my core.

There are many things I want to remember

And yet more I want to forget.

I have to keep on working

I'm not up to full level just yet.

I trust people and have much honor

Even when I should not

Sometimes it stops me

From getting what I sought.

There are still many forces of evil

Living inside this place

Jack Spicer and Wuya are two,

But the one I'm most worried about is Chase.

I'm fighting deep inside my heart

I won't ever turn to evil again

I have to make it up for my friends

The best way I possibly can

A warrior must fight to the end

I will always remember to never give in

With evil and horror around me,

I will fight from deep within.

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Yes, I'm being original. This was really short, but exactly how do you make a very long poem, anyways? Please review, I don't know how good my poetry is and I would like some comments.