Xiaolin Showdown does not belong to me.
A/N: I really, really hate this chapter. It's mostly a filler chapter, to get you ready for the next one which is coming really soon. Tomorrow I hope.

Chapter 13: Revelations (Part 4)

(about 9 years later)

Dashi Fung was 24 years old and had completed his training. He was about to talk to the council of monks to see if he was going to go through the trials that elevated him to the role of master. If he did succeed in the trials, he would become the youngest master monk ever. The youngest to join so far was his old master, Master Hui. He stood outside the temple where the council met. Right now they were deciding his destiny.

Dashi was excited.

If he did become a master, he would take up an apprentice of his own. But it would take several years before a new student came. Or if one ever came to the temple. In fact, no evil had come up since the Grand Master Dashi's time. But, you could count the annoying duo of Spicer and Omi as evil.

Since the museum theft, they had plundered at least ten more places in the last nine years. But every time, the stolen objects were always found in a few days. It had been a while since their last theft. They should be planning one about now...

Dashi wished he was eight years old again and escaping from his master. How easy his life was then. He didn't have to worry about his missions, or Spicer and Omi or if he would become a master. The biggest concern he had was if Hui was going to ever catch him when he ran.

Dashi sighed and smiled.

Master Hui came out of the building.

"Hey, you in there?" Hui asked as Dashi stared in space.

"Oh, what? Yeah, I'm here." Dashi replied.

"You can come in." Hui said with a solemn look on his face.

'Ohh, not good.' Dashi thought. 'He has on his serious look.'

Dashi walked into the main temple building and stood in the center of the room. Hui had walked in after him and sat in his place.

Dashi hated talking with the council in this room. The council always sat in a circle with the non-council member in the center surrounded by the monks. They always looked like they were judging you by your appearance. Right now their faces were expressionless.

"Warrior Fung." the monk named Huang stated.

Dashi winced. The other monks always called him 'Fung' and never Dashi.

"You have completed your training. You have completed a number of missions we sent you on with your former master. But not enough to become a master yourself." Master Huang said.

"You will not stand the trials."

Dashi was disappointed.

"Yes, master."

And he walked out.

About an hour later Hui went to look for Dashi. He found him at the sand garden, meditating.

Hui walked behind him.

"It's not fair!" Dashi yelled.

"I should have faced the trials! I'm not the warrior I should be! I want more! But I know I shouldn't!"

Hui sighed. "You still have much to learn, Dashi."

"They don't trust me."

"They do, Dashi. Why do you think they send you on those missions?"

Dashi didn't answer.

"They don't call me by my true name." Dashi replied.

"They don't like to call anyone else besides the Grand Master 'Dashi'."

"But still..."

"...Master, did you hear that?"

"Hear what, Dashi?" Hui asked.

"I thought I heard a yell..." Dashi replied.

"Maybe it was your--" Hui was cut off by very loud laughing.

Dashi ran to the sound of the laugh.

"Dashi! Wait!" Hui followed him.

Dashi ran to the building that housed the vault for the Shen-Gong-Wu and also the artifact secured by Dashi and Hui almost nine years ago. He met a young man with bright messy red hair.

"Spicer." Dashi gritted his teeth.

The man turned around.

"Ahh, Dashi, is it? It's been a while." Spicer calmly said.

"What are you doing here?" Dashi spat.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is where you live and it's also a famous temple. There's bound to be valuables here." Spicer answered.

After he said that, a yellow skinned teenager came out of the building holding a sack of items.

"What, you again?" Omi asked.

"Dashi!" Hui ran up to him.

Dashi turned around. "Master! It's them!"

Hui raised an eyebrow. "It's who?"

Dashi turned to see nothing. He turned to his right. Spicer and Omi were running away.

"Grrr, Master!" Dashi yelled as he chased them.

"Well, sorry!" Hui yelled as he followed Dashi.

Dashi was very close to Omi.

"Hey Dopie! Behind ya!" Spicer yelled to his partner.

Omi turned around to look at Dashi.

Dashi tackled him in return causing Omi to drop the sack.

Omi got up quickly and ran from the temple with Spicer behind him.

Hui caught up to Dashi.

"Well at least they didn't take this, this time." Dashi said holding up the puzzlebox.

Hui put his hand on his forehead and shook his head.

TBC

If you liked this story, check out my new oneshot, it's called Dearly Beloved. Yeah, and one more 'Revelation' chapter, then back to the present day. Read and Review please.