Xiaolin Showdown does not belong to me.
Chapter 14: Revelations (Part 5)
(1 week later)
Dashi was meditating in the garden as he was one week ago. It had been peaceful at the temple since Spicer and Omi had been there.
Hui walked up to Dashi holding a package. Dashi looked at him.
"Do you remember what today is, Dashi?"
Dashi thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"I thought so. Well, it's your birthday today."
Dashi blinked.
"I know that I don't usually do this, but I couldn't resist." Hui gave the brown cardboard package to Dashi.
Dashi opened it revealing a daggar set.
He took out one of the gold encrested daggars.
"Remember Dashi, these are not a toy."
"Yes, thank you, Master."
(15 years later)
Dashi was fourty years old and a master.
He still did not recieve his elemental abilities as he should have, but the council kept saying he would get them when he was ready.
Hui was older, but still acted young.
Spicer and Omi were a lot older too, but that didn't stop them. They tried to rob the temple at least five more times, but failed horribly each time.
On this particular day, Dashi was meditating again.
But this time, he wasn't interupted by Hui again.
He was interupted by a young student, named Shaozhu.
"Master Fung!" Shaozhu shouted. Everyone called him 'Fung' instead of 'Dashi'.
"Yes, Shaozhu?" Dashi asked.
"Spicer and Omi are back. Master Hui went off to fight them." Shaozhu informed him.
"Where are they?"
"I think at the vault!" Shaozhu yelled.
"Alright. Stay here, Shaozhu."
"Yes, Master."
Dashi ran inside the vault to find Omi fighting Hui, and Spicer, probably in the vault, Dashi guessed.
Omi knocked Hui to the ground.
"Time to get rid of you once and for all!" Omi yelled. He pulled out a gold encrested daggar.
"Master!" Dashi yelled. He ran to Omi only to be tackled by Spicer half way.
Dashi watched as Omi stabbed the daggar through his former master's chest.
"Noooo!"
Dashi knocked Spicer off of him. He ran to Hui's side.
Spicer and Omi ran out of there, leaving the items they planned to steal.
"Master..." Dashi whispered.
Hui coughed up some blood.
"Remember..." He coughed out.
"Remember...
...Dashi."
Hui stopped breathing.
His brown eyes, staring lifelessly at Dashi.
Dashi closed them.
When the monks came, Dashi sat against the wall wiping blood off of his daggar.
"Spicer and Omi," He paused.
"Did this."
(1 week later)
Dashi sat near Hui's grave, thinking.
Hui needed revenge. But what could Dashi do?
Omi would get punished.
What comes around, goes around...
(16 years later)
It had been raining heavily for a couple of days.
Master Fung sat in his office looking out of the window, watching the rain.
It was about night now, and Fung had nothing to do.
He looked back in his office.
On his wall, was the daggar set his former master had given him.
Separated from all the others, a rusted daggar hung on the opposite wall. The blade was red, but not from rust.
Master Fung looked out the window again.
He saw something laying on the stairs to his office.
He ran out in the rain to see what it was.
A girl, who looked no older than eighteen looked at him. She was wearing a large robe which covered most of her.
Master Fung helped her up and led her into his office.
"Thank you." was all that escaped her lips as he help her into a chair.
He sat back in his own chair, studying her. She had long black hair, brown eyes, and was very bea-- He shouldn't be thinking like that.
He was Master Fung after all.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
She stared at him. She looked frightened.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I ran away."
"From your family?" he asked.
"From my husband." she corrected.
"Why?"
"He's... He's a murderer. He's evil."
Master Fung thought for a second.
"Then why did you marry him?" He asked.
She sighed.
"I'm sorry. You don't have to answer that." He said.
"It's alright. He was terrorizing my village. My father offered me in marriage as a bribe for him to leave. I left with him."
"Does he know you're gone?"
"I left him a few months ago."
Master Fung looked at her.
"What is your name?"
"My name is Mei Omi."
He paused.
"Omi, is your husband's name?"
"His name is Zhijian Omi."
"He has been here before."
She gasped.
"When was the last time he was here?" she asked.
"About sixteen years ago." He calmly stated.
She relaxed.
"I would hate it if he saw me like this," she said.
He was about to say 'like what' before she arranged her robes in a way so her stomach would be noticable.
"Your pregnant?"
"Yes, but he doesn't know."
"I'll make sure he doesn't know. You may stay here."
"Thank you."
"But one question, how far along are you?"
"Um, I'm not sure. I would guess about eight months."
Master Fung was about to comment on this before he heard something outside.
"Stay here. I will tell one of the other monks you are here." he said.
Before running outside, he grabbed an unused daggar. He ran outside and saw a monk.
"Master Wang!" he shouted.
"There's a girl in my office. Make sure she is well." He said.
"Yes, Master Fung." Master Wang hurried into his office.
Master Fung wandered around the temple. He saw nothing.
He heard something again. He turned around.
Omi was riding a horse. Towards him. He stopped before him.
"Why hello there old friend. I was wondering if you've seen my wife!" Omi shouted as he drew his sword.
Master Fung was too quick.
Omi's sword had been thrown ten feet from him.
"Hmm. You're still mad that I killed your weak friend!" Omi ran toward him.
Master Fung took out his daggar and stabbed him.
A look of shock took over Omi's face.
"Not really, Zhijian."
Omi fell to the ground.
Master Fung withdrew his daggar and looked at Omi.
Then he ran back to Mei.
When he got back to his office, she was breathing heavily and Master Wang was telling her something.
"What's wrong?" Master Fung asked.
"She's going into labor." Wang answered.
A look of horror washed over Fung's face.
(2 hours later)
Two hours later, Mei gave birth to a boy.
Master Fung managed to stay by her side without fainting or anything.
Master Wang held the baby in his arms.
"I'm going to go clean him up." Wang said as he exited.
Master Fung turned to Mei.
"Are you okay?"
She sighed.
"To be honest, I feel weak."
"It's normal for---" Mei interupted him.
"I feel really weak."
Master Fung couldn't say anything. He didn't know what to say.
Mei fell back.
Master Fung held her hand.
"Promise. Promise you'll take care of him."
"I promise."
Her lips curled in a small smile.
Her eyes closed.
Her grip on his hand loosened.
She stopped breathing.
Master Wang came back into Master Fung's office carrying the baby.
Master Fung held his head down.
(1 week later)
Master Fung stood near Mei's gravesite holding her son.
He stared at the baby. He looked exactly like his father and nothing like his mother.
Wang came up to him.
"What do we call him?"
"Omi..." He paused.
"After his father."
"Do you know what the council said about him?" Wang asked.
"What?" Master Fung asked.
"Apparently they made a mistake with you. They discovered that Omi is the chosen dragon of the water."
"Take him." Master Fung commanded.
Wang quickly took the infant in his arms.
Master Fung walked away.
TBC
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