"He…he can't be," stammered Raimundo, wide-eyed, "She…she wouldn't…she didn't!"
"Look around you Raimundo!" shouted Clay, turning on him, "The temple is in ruins, Master Fung is dead and you still think Kimiko's okay? Get a god-damn grip!"
"This wasn't Kimiko!" shouted Raimundo, "It was Wuya!"
"What does it matter?" Clay shouted back, "Either way we've got to take her down and now!"
"NO!" Shouted Raimundo, as tears filled his eyes, burning, "SHE DIDN'T DO IT! I'M GOING TO GET HER BACK WITH OR WITHOUT YOUR HELP! SOME OF US DON'T GIVE UP ON OUR FRIENDS LIKE THAT. KIMIKO DIDN'T GIVE UP ON ME AND I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP ON HER! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? I'M GETTING HER BACK WITH OR WITHOUT YOUR HELP!"
Raimundo glared at them, his chest heaving. Clay seemed to be in shock and Omi was still kneeling with his eyes closed next to Master Fung's lifeless form.
"With or without your help," he repeated slowly.
Clay shook his head in desperation.
"You're fuckin' crazy…" he said, exhaustedly.
"Don't call me that!" said Raimundo.
"Well you are!" said Clay, "You ought to be locked up. You're mental, just like your girlfriend."
The next thing Clay knew, Raimundo had grabbed him by the front on his shirt and shoved him up against the wall with his arm against his throat. He spluttered, trying to take in air.
"Leave Kimiko out of this," Said Raimundo, surprisingly calmly, "She's not crazy. She needs our help just like I did and I'm going to help her. I'm going to take Wuya out of her if it's the last thing I do."
"W…what makes … you think …that you'll win?" spluttered Clay.
"Because Kimiko's stronger than Wuya. And besides, we're the good guys," said Raimundo, letting him down, "and the good guys always win."
Clay rubbed his neck and then smiled gently.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I don't know what got into me. Either way, you're right."
"Damn straight and…" Raimundo ran a hand through his hair, "I guess I am at least a bit crazy."
"You've got to be to want to take on Wuya while she's got control of Kim's powers," said Clay, "She's really a nut-job."
Clay and Raimundo shook hands. It was the sort of handshake you give someone who you feel comfortable around, but at the same time, you don't really know then. It was firm, but trusting. They turned to Omi. He hadn't said anything during their argument.
"Omi?" Said Raimundo, "Are you with us?"
"I have no choice," said Omi, standing up, "It is my duty to revenge the loss of Master Fung."
Omi turned, his small eyes suddenly filled with great anger.
"Wuya has separated us for the last time!"
"Isn't it interesting?" sighed Wuya to herself, "Even when all hope is lost and they know they can't win, they still come running like moths to a light. Quite ridiculous."
Wuya flicked the strand of black hair back into place and looked around the cave. Hiding in the same place would seem foolish, if Wuya was trying to hide. She wanted Raimundo to come. She had gotten her revenge on Kimiko. She was no longer a threat. Raimundo, however, was still alive and well… or alive anyway and Wuya wasn't about to stand for that.
For a split second Wuya felt something, almost like…guilt? Remorse? Sadness? Disappointment? All these human emotions felt the same to her. How annoying that she should have to feel what Kimiko would be feeling. Oh well, that was the price of a body of her own. She could learn to block them out. Many humans had done it.
"I really should punish Raimundo for the state he left my temporary home in," said Wuya, hands on hips, "He could've at least cleaned up the place after messing it up. Blood and ashes all over the place. Quite disgusting. And then on course, there's that…"
Wuya bent down beside her own skeleton.
"Are my hips really this big?" She wondered aloud, looking at the bones.
"No, they're bigger."
Wuya stood up and looked around. There was something wrong. There was no one there and she knew that voice.
"Miss me Wuya? You ugly old hag. Well I must say you don't look some bad now, but I would say that wouldn't I."
Wuya backed up against the wall, breathing deeply.
"After all, it is my body you stole…"
"Kimiko!" hissed Wuya.
"Bingo, give that girl a coconut. You know, you really should read that small print on those 'stealing other people's bodies' instructions."
"You vicious little bitch," Spat Wuya, "Get out of my head!"
"Correction, my head and I will speak as much as I want. If anything, you should get out!"
"I'm afraid that it's my body now!" Laughed Wuya.
"Oh, but it's not. And I think that I want to pay you back for all the things you made me do. How about I just keep talking. At least you will have an excuse for going insane; you really do have voices in your head…"
Kimiko's soft, bright laughter filled Wuya's head, but it sounded like it was echoing around the entire cave. Wuya clamped her hands over her ears, but that just made the sound more obvious inside her head. She spat and turned around sharply.
"There's no point trying to run from me, if I don't get you, Raimundo will."
"What makes you think that Raimundo will waste his time on a useless little slut like you?" cackled Wuya.
"Useless? I'm the one who's useless? Look at yourself Wuya. You're nothing. You've got nothing. No one cares about you, no one needs you and no one ever will. There's no point to your existence. You're no good for finding Shen-Gong-Wu for Jack. Raimundo doesn't need you. Just face it, you wouldn't even have a proper body if it wasn't for me and even then you have to share it with me. I'm useless? I don't think so. If anything's useless around here, it's the pathetic scrap of life that you're clinging to."
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" Screamed Wuya, "I WILL NOT BE SPOKEN TO THIS WAY!"
"And what are you going to do about it? Kill me? Bit late. The only way to kill me is by killing yourself… or separating us, but then you'd lose and I know how much you hate losing Wuya."
"I CAN'T SEPARATE US! WE'RE PERMANENTLY BONDED!" Cackled Wuya.
"Damn. Then you're just going to have to put up with me muttering in your head forever, or at least until Raimundo, Clay and Omi come to help me."
As Wuya continued to fume about this, Kimiko thought; but what if they don't come? What if they thought she was gone forever? No, they wouldn't. They'll come; nothing will stop Raimundo…in theory.
(A/N) I'm so sorry for taking so long to get this chapter uploaded. After we got back from France we had an unexpected visit up to Birmingham because my Aunt (Who was in a hospice) was a lot worse. She died on Sunday and we had to take care of my cousins while their dad sorted things out and we're going back up tomorrow because her funeral is on Monday, so it took a while to finish the chapter. Hope you enjoy it. Luv Becky.