AU: yeah, so Chase is a bit out of character, I know this. Why? Is it because I suck? Partly. He's got a bit wacky, you see. Senile, if you will. Though his body is young, his brain is not, and he ain't too fond of our little Jackie, which should be obvious. As you may have noticed, I'm a dark, dark, mean, evil person. Why? No idea. But if this isn't your cuppa tea, then screw off, mmkay? I'm all stressed and that good stuff and constantly tired so I'm sorry if things are like, way late. Anyway. Leave some love and I will be your wiling slave for all eternity!

The ebon-haired girl Kali slept on her stomach, head turned to the side, twitching in her sleep from time to time. Around her, in separate cubicles, was her best friend and the two newest monks. It must have been around 2: 30 am, judging by the position of the moon in the sky.
She groaned as her body was lightly shaken, her name whispered by someone to her left. Kali rolled over, opening her wide blue-grey eyes, glazed with sleep, studying whoever dared shake her out of slumber. After a moment, she recognized the crayola-red hair and really bad make-up (which, she'll never admit, she'd tried before. And worn it all that day. Anyway...) and sat up, staring up at him. "What're you doing here, Spicer?" She whispered harshly, grabbing his coat, puling him down onto her sleeping-mat.
"I gotta tell you something..." He said, keeping his head bowed so she wouldn't notice his black eye and fat lip, new additions to his healing broken nose.
"Yeah, shoot."
"I sent Aden and Tara, because, you know.. Raimundo and Kimiko are kinda, well ... dead." He sighed, memories of Wuya's palace flooding back into him.
"Yeah, I know, Arch and I hadda clean up the mess. Thanks a lot." She sighed, lighting a candle.
"...You gotta help me. He's got me all chained up. And I can't even speak or he'll... hit me. He broke my nose..."
Once lighting the candle, Kali took Jack's face in her hand, tilting it up to the light so she could see where he'd been hurt. "That fucker. Hit 'im back."
"Um. He's probably fifty times my strength."
"Good point. Don't touch him, then. Try talking to him? Wait. That's why you get hit. Well,. That sucks."
"You're telling me. Anyway. I wanted to tell you that I'm trying to help you out."
"How? Wait.. you want water or something...?" Kali asked, worried.
"No thanks... He's got all the Shen-gon-wu stored in a room in his palace. Me and him are the only ones who know where. If you use them, you can defeat Chase." Jack nodded, staring at Kali who just looked thoughtful.
"The only monks who've had any training with the wu are me and Archael."
"Which is why I'll only take one or two at a time. He's got full trust in me, never checks the vault."
"That's easy enough."
"But... I have one request." Jack tried to smile, but his fat lip got in the way and he failed miserably.
"Aye?" She cocked an eyebrow.
"Can I have the Monkey Staff? Please?"
Kali laughed softly at him, laying down. "Sure."
"Yes!"
"Shhhhh!"
"Oh. Sorry."
"Yeah, you'll be real sorry when you wake everyone and get your ass kicked."
He stuck his tongue out at her, standing. "Tomorrow night, er, morning. Same time, same place. I'll have the Wu."
"Aye, aye captain."
Jack snuck out of the temple as secretly as he'd come, and Kali rolled over again, clutching her blanket, already waiting.

AU again: Again. The more reviews, the sooner the chapters. I love you people!