Meanwhile, back in Jack Spicer's lair…
"JACK! You are a complete worthless buffoon!" Wuya raged. Jack Spicer winced and hid behind one of his Jack-bots.
"Wuya, you are in serious need of some mouthwash, okay?" Jack pointed. Sparks of lightning jumped from Wuya's ghostly skin. Jack took a giant step backwards. "Well, it's not my fault! I only have the Monkey Staff. It's the lamest Wu out there…well, apart from that Eagle Scope thing…"
"EXCUSES!" Wuya shouted. "Pathetic excuses! Just admit it, Jack, you're a failure as an evil genius,"
Jack's lip quivered for a second, and then he burst into tears. "You're right! I am a failure!" Then, he opened his eyes. "But, it's not my fault,"
"I thought we went through this already. Pathetic excuses…" Wuya murmured.
"No, you see, it's not my fault that I can't win. See, we're on the Heylin side, right?" Jack said.
"Yeah…I don't see where you're going with this," Wuya replied.
"Well, we're fighting XIAOLIN Showdowns against XIAOLIN monks. So, really, the whole premise of our battles is completely skewed in the favour of the monks, right?"
"…Yeah, you're right. But--," Wuya began, but Jack cut her off with a sharp wave of his hand.
"But nothing. It's not fair. They should have to play in Heylin Showdowns, so we can have an advantage too!" Jack Spicer said.
"Since when have you ever cared about fairness?" Wuya demanded.
Jack Spicer stared at her as if this was obvious. "Since it started working in our favour. Duh," Wuya nodded. "So, what is a Heylin Showdown like, anyway?"
Wuya nodded sagely. "No such thing. Sorry, Jack,"
"Then we'll just have to make one. To the Jackmobile!" Jack Spicer proclaimed.
"You have a 'Jackmobile'?" Wuya queried.
"No, but I should," Jack muttered. "Anyway, does it really matter? I'm really just going to go and beg Chase Young to make the Heylin side more powerful,"
"Oh," Wuya said in a deadpan voice.
Several big cats, the new forms of his defeated enemy, guarded Chase Young's fortress. When Jack Spicer and Wuya approached, they all began growling and edging slowly towards them. "Jack, do something!" Wuya hissed.
Jack nodded and pressed a button on his wristwatch. Several supersonic beams shot out the LCD on the watch. The cats jumped backwards, startled, and started to slink away. The double-doors of Chase Young's fortress slide aside and Jack Spicer walked in, followed by the ghostly Wuya.
"Jack…there is something very wrong here…" She murmured.
Chase's fortress was completely trashed. There were burn marks on the walls and ceilings, shattered antiques littering the ground, and chair legs and other furniture lay broken on the ground. "Okay, Chase Young. You're a great martial artist, but you suck at home redecorating," Jack remarked. Wuya glared at him. "What? It's true! Look at this!"
"Don't you get it? There was a titanic battle here!" Wuya snapped. She would have slapped Jack Spicer if she were solid.
"Er…Chase? Chase Young?" Jack called. "Chase?"
Wuya flew through the walls of Chase's fortress, entering his bathroom, closets, big cat habitat simulation rooms, and stuffed plushy rooms. She was about to return to Jack Spicer when she entered what was easily the largest room in Chase's lair. The library.
Tome after tome of arcane knowledge was packed in here. Even Wuya, who was easily the most knowledgeable Heylin witch in the world, saw a few things that she hadn't heard of. "Armies of Jong…Conjuration…" As Wuya read, her eyes became narrower and narrower. She had to have these books!
"JACK!" She screeched.
"What is it, Wuya?" Jack called, walking into the library with a banana in each hand.
"Take these books!" She shouted.
Jack snapped his fingers. "Jack-bots, fetch the books," Five Jack-Bots came zooming in out of nowhere and snatched the books from the shelves. "Okay, Chase isn't here, so let's jet," Jack Spicer said, tossing a banana peel over his shoulder as he left the library.