Meanwhile, as Chase Young and his army of cats fled their own fortress, Omi was approaching with the Mantis Flip Coin in tow.

"Hmm…this is most suspicious," He whispered as he walked right in through the open doors of the fortress. There were no guards to meet him, no host of big, angry, yowling cats to harass him on his way to speak with Chase Young. In fact, the martial arts master didn't even seem to be here. Very suspicious…

Omi flipped across Chase Young's entrance hall, careful to avoid setting off one of the many deadly traps that he no doubt kept active to ward away intruders. However, the traps seemed to be inactive. Omi glanced around the entrance hall, wishing he had the Mind Reader Conch to figure out this puzzling turn of events. In the end, he merely shrugged and kept going.

"Chase! Chase Young! Are you there?" Omi called, looking around. He couldn't sense Chase's presence, or that of his feral cats. It seemed that the fortress was completely deserted. "This does not make sense," Omi remarked. Candles and chandeliers illuminated the main area of the fortress, and the doors leading to the other parts of the building were wide open.

However, Omi didn't need to search the building. What he was searching for just happened to be sitting there, right in the middle of the large room. Jack's bag of stolen Shen Gong Wu…

Omi, of course, assumed that it was a trap. He used the Mantis Flip Coin to leap over the bag, checking to see if there were any dangerous weapons cleverly hidden among the Wu. There weren't any. Omi poked through it, but it turned out to be just Shen Gong Wu.

"Well, that was a piece of pie," Omi murmured, reaching into the bag.

"Not so fast, chrome-dome!" A voice called. Omi looked around and saw Jack Spicer flying towards him. His clothes had been torn and he was quite battered, but he still had his typical manic gleam. He grabbed one end of the Shen Gong Wu bag and held onto it tightly.

"It's mine, I stole it, fair and square!" Jack said, refusing to let go as Omi tried to take the bag.

"Very well. I challenge you to a Xiaolin Show--," Omi began, but it was cut off by a loud thud from outside the fortress.

Vlad, Katnappe, Ninja Tubbimura, and Le Mime were standing at the entrance of the fortress, headed by the ghost witch Wuya. They charged through the hall and entered the main room, only to see Omi and Jack playing tug-of-war with a bag full of Shen Gong Wu.

"Get them!" Wuya hissed.

"In my country," Vlad began. "Warriors attack the easiest target last,"

He raced towards Omi but the Dragon of the Water leapt into the air and used the Mantis Flip Coin to execute several flips. "Nice move," Katnappe remarked from behind him. She was about to use the Ruby of Ramses to slam Omi against the ceiling when all of a sudden there was yet another loud thud from outside the fortress.

"My friends!" Omi exclaimed as Clay, Kimiko, and Raimundo came running into the room. Dojo was riding on Clay's shoulder.

"What did you think you were doing?" Kimiko demanded. "You could have been killed!"

"I am sorry, but I had to attempt to obtain the Shen Gong Wu," Omi said, clasping his hands together and bowing. "It was my fault, so I came to Chase Young, knowing that Jack Spicer would be coming here as well,"

"Well, don't do that again, ya hear?" Clay said. Omi nodded.

"Okay, happy hour is over!" Jack Spicer announced. He had the bag of Shen Gong Wu in one hand and was flying towards the glass ceiling of the main room. "This day belongs to Jack Spicer, evil boy genius!"

"Not so fast!" Tubbimura shouted, and Le Mime stepped forward. He mouthed something and whipped out the Tangled Web Comb. The thick cords of the comb went shooting through the air, wrapping themselves around Jack Spicer's wrists. Le Mime yanked him down to the floor, only to have everyone pounce on him.

"Okay, hold it!" Dojo said as he realized how many people had at least one hand on the Shen Gong Wu bag. He started counting on his fingers. "That makes two…four…eight…NINE-way Xiaolin Showdown…"

"Nuh-huh!" Jack said. He pressed a button on his wristwatch and his Dude-bot came running in. "That makes eleven…"

"This is a ten-way Xiaolin Showdown. What's that called again?" Dojo said.

"We don't know!" Raimundo asked.

"Well…let's just make it up as we go along," Dojo said. "Okay, what are your wagers?" Dojo paused as everyone except Omi started yanking out Shen Gong Wu from the bag.

"I choose…the Mantis Flip Coin!" said Omi.

"I choose the Ring of the Nine Dragons," said Jack.

"I choose the Shard of Lightning!" said Kimiko.

"I choose the Golden Tiger Claws," said Raimundo.

"I choose the Lasso Boa-Boa," said Clay.

"Figures," Katnappe muttered. "Well, I'll go with the Ruby of Ramses,"

The mime held up the Tangled Web Comb.

Dude-bot had selected the Woozy Shooter.

"I will be using the most honorable Star Hanabi," Ninja Tubbimura said.

"Eye of Dashi," said Vlad, and Dojo continued.

"It'd be a four-on-four battle. Omi versus Vlad, Kimiko vs. Katnappe, Clay vs. the Mime, and Raimundo vs. Tubbimura,"

"Hey, what about me?" Jack cried. "I'm not fighting the Dude-bot!"

"Like, seriously," The Dude-bot added.

"The winners of the first four bouts will face each other," Dojo said, ignoring him. "The winners of the third round will face Jack and the robot," He looked around. "You got it? Good. Now, let's go,"

"XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN!"

Chase Young's fortress did not change much. The only thing different was a strange mist that had permeated the air.

((Raimundo v. Tubbimura))

"Let's go!" Raimundo said, squaring off once again against his old nemesis, Ninja Tubbimura. "Golden Tiger Claws!" He cut a hole in the air and jumped through it. The dragon of the Wind was transported far across time and space, and ended up being dumped in the library.

When he got there, Ninja Tubbimura was waiting for him. "I knew you would be here! I can know everything, for I am one with the way of the ninja!"

"Oh, shut up," Raimundo muttered, racing towards him. "Wind!" After invoking the element, a fell breeze began to encompass the darkened library. Books and scraps of parchment went flying everywhere, and Tubbimura had to squint to see past it all.

"Star Hanabi!" Tubbimura shouted, sending a plume of fire shooting through the breeze. Raimundo used his Wu to dodge, but he ended up right beside Tubbimura. "Ha-ha! I have you now!"

Tubbimura lunged forward and collided with Raimundo, sending both of them sprawling. "Nice one, chubby," Raimundo grunted, cutting another hole in the air with the Tiger Claws. He jumped in and vanished from sight, just as Tubbimura was about to scorch him.

"I can sense your presence around me!" Tubbimura bellowed, rising to his feet and wandering around the library. He glanced to the left and to the right. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a dark shape lurking behind him. Tubbimura smirked and whirled around, casting another jet of flames.

"Wrong way, Tubbimura," Raimundo's voice called. The wind he had conjured was making his voice carry. It seemed as though he was taunting the ninja from everywhere and nowhere at once.

"Come out where I can see you!" Tubbimura demanded, blasting the bookcases in frustration. If he couldn't see Raimundo, he couldn't catch him. And the wind was making it hard for him to hear, too.

"No way, man. Although, if you wanted to find me, all you'd have to do was look," Raimundo said. Tubbimura heard the voice, and looked up, only to see Raimundo descending down. "Typhoon BOOM! Wind!"

"Heylin Thunder!" Ninja Tubbimura roared, leaping up to meet Raimundo in midair. Their attacks collided, sending fierce winds and booming thunder cascading down upon the library, destroying every tome within it completely.

Tubbimura and Raimundo landed, facing each other. They stood like that for the better part of five minutes, before Raimundo slid forward and collapsed to the floor, unconscious. Tubbimura stole his Golden Tiger Claws and used it to transport them both back to the main room.

Dojo, Jack, and the Dude-bot were sitting in a protective commentator's box, and had been waiting there expectantly for the outcome of the battle. WhenTubbimura appeared with Raimundo's sleeping form, Dojo had to proclaim him the winner. "Tubbimura advances!"

The ninja entered a mocking bow and sat there, holding two Shen Gong Wu for the Heylin side. "This looks bad..." Dojo murmured.

"Yeah, sucks to be you," Jack replied.