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Previously on Xiaolin Murder...
Omi went back to his room. He thought of Dojo, the group of people, the murderer, what Master Fung had said who the suspect might be, and for some strange reason thought about Master Fung's handwriting. It was really familiar, but Omi could not put his finger on it...
...until it hit like a sack of bricks.
TBC
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Omi ran right out of his room and ran through the hallway where he met Dojo previously that day, ran past Dojo's bloody corpse, ran outside to notice that it was nighttime, and headed for the gate.
Omi was not excepting to run into the very person he was running from.
TBC
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He was all alone now.
A voice interupted Master Fung's thoughts.
"Aren't you gonna go after him?"
"Yes, and now."
TBC
Chapter 15: More Questions
Omi jumped. Something wasn't right. He looked around. He must of dozed off.
But then, why did he wake?
A very high pitched scream interupted his thoughts. But who would be screaming?
Omi turned his lamp off and reached up for the loose board. He pushed it out of place and climbed out.
He looked around from atop the building. He saw nothing out of the ordinary except for the eerie silence.
He put the board back into it's place and climbed down the building. He made sure not to make any sound.
"Omi! Help me!"
Omi looked around. He saw no one.
He heard no one.
"You gotta help me!"
Omi turned around. Nothing. Was he going crazy?
A hand rested on his shoulder.
Omi turned around and yelled.
"Oww, not so loud there, chrome-dome." Jack Spicer said covering his ears.
"What do you what, Jack Spicer?" Omi demanded.
Jack hesitated.
"Oh yeah! I was asking you for help!"
"Help with what?" Omi said annoyed.
"Uhhhh, well. They told me to say-- uh I mean uh, the dude who's like your boss stabbed me with a rubber, uh I mean..." Jack paused.
"I mean, um..." Jack paused again, "Argh this hurts a lot. I'm going to fall over now." He said in a monotone voice.
He fell over to reveal a gold daggar sticking out of his back. He stopped moving.
Omi stared.
Jack sat up. "Wait, let me do this again." He fell over backwards.
"Ouch! Wait, not like that." Jack stood up and fell over Omi, causing him to fall too.
"Yeah. Argh, I'm dead." Jack made a face and stopped moving.
Omi pushed Jack off of him.
'Master Fung must have done this,' Omi thought totally oblivious to the performance Jack just pulled.
Omi heard laughter. It wasn't Master Fung. He never laughed. The laughter Omi heard, was coming from multiple people, and it wasn't Jack, although he was starting to crack up himself.
Omi walked to the direction of the laughter. Master Fung's office. Maybe it was Master Fung.
The laughter died down.
Master Fung walked out holding a daggar.
"I thought you'd never come." He said raising the daggar.
Omi got into a fighting stance. He ran towards Master Fung.
Master Fung knocked him back.
Omi was sent flying.
Omi opened his eyes to look in the faces of his friends.
TBC
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