dl-sPirit: (looks around) Ok, it looks safe...I'm back.

Omi and Jack: (come out)

Ferret: BOO!

dl-sPirit, Omi, and Jack: GAAAAHHH! DON'T DO THAT!

Ferret: (chuckles) Well, since I scared you - and I took pictures -

Jack: Hey!

Ferret: - I'll do disclaimer. dl-sPirit only owns Escuro. Now, reviews!

To SaphireStars: dl-sPirit: Phew! Well, wouldn't you be worried if someone seemed to change overnight? (coupled with his odd appearance...) and, actually, that image's meaning is a little scarier than that. But, yeah, torturing our favorite brazilian seems to be so much fun...I wonder why?

To Kosmic: Jack: OW!

dl-sPirit, Omi, and Ferret: Yay, cookies! (eats cookies)

To DeafLizgon: Omi: dl-sPirit can't answer this because she is doing her 'joy dance'.

Ferret: You mean, 'happy dance'.

To Kaisa: dl-sPirit: Thank you for not killing me! Thank you for updating your story! Now I'm updating mine!

To Rave Slave: Jack: I'll say...

Ferret: Here is the chappie! w00t! (is all sugar-high from eating cookie in one bite)

Kimiko looked around as Dojo landed outside of Rio de Janeiro. Rai's hometown - will he ever see it again? Kimiko wondered sadly as Dojo shrank back to his four-foot size, and the three warriors walked into the town, wondering who had called them. Omi, however, had a very good idea. He ran to a building the four had all been in once - the one with the sign that read, 'Need to brush up on local tales, beasts, and legends? Ask here!' Clay grinned. Who else would've it been? The man was the only one who'd send them that message. Without second thoughts, everyone ran into the building.

Inside, as Omi had correctly guessed, the elderly man was waiting for them. He gave a light smile before saying, "I see you received my message."

"Yeah, but how can you help us?" Kimiko asked. She paused. "And how come you contacted us?" The man replied, "I believe you know Vento as someone called 'Raimundo'. I did some research after you left. He was on an 'Evildoer' chat room. I saw the picture. I knew it was Vento. The person who had put it up also had your pictures up there."

"I don't even want'a know," Clay muttered. Kimiko guessed that whoever had put their pictures up, they had probably said some rather mean things about the warriors. Omi, remembering why they had come, asked, "How can you help us?"

"Remember the beast I told you about that bit your friend?" The man went to the back and pressed a button. This revealed a hidden door. He beckoned the warriors over and opened it enough so they could see what was inside. Kimiko gasped. In the room, laying down, was what appeared to be a dragon. It looked like Raimundo's dragon form, except that it seemed to be wearing blue jeans, its hind legs seemed too long, and it had a feathery plume. It was also black with blue eyes.

"The full-fledged dragon that bit your friend. Now, you need to know, were-dragons tend to hate humans, so we can't just go in there. However, it is said that the were-dragons know the cure for their condition, and a prophecy concerning a certain were-dragon. So, someone will have to talk to him..." the man started. Kimiko grabbed Dojo and asked, "Would he do?" The man shrugged in a 'go-for-it' way.

"Are you insane?" Dojo hissed. Kimiko hissed back, "You're a dragon. He wouldn't hurt you. Besides, you can supersize. I think that helps." Dojo thought this over, then remembered something...

--

"Hey kid, you all right?" Dojo asked. It was a few weeks after Raimundo had come back to the Xiaolin side. Raimundo sighed.

"Do you think I'm all right? I betrayed you all, I nearly got everyone killed, and I still transform!" he retorted quietly. Dojo held up his hands, ressponding, "Hey, it's ok. You just wanted to be normal. Well, sure you may have gone a bit overboard, but she did promise..." Dojo trailed off as Raimundo shot a glare.

"It's not so much as that as...it felt like I was losing control of myself...like I was watching from the sidelines while someone else controlled my body," Raimundo paused. "I sound crazy, don't I?"

"Well, if you weren't a were-dragon...I'd have to say yeah," Dojo said slowly. He wondered if Wuya had done something when she went into his head. Raimundo sighed and looked off into the distance. "I'd give anything to be normal..."

--

Raimundo had been so desperate then and, now, he was a slave to Jack. "Ok, I'm going in," Dojo murmured as he went into the room. The dragon looked up at Dojo and studied him momentarily.

"What might you be?" it asked. Dojo almost sweatdropped before he answered, "I'm a dragon named Dojo." The black dragon gave the green dragon a disbelieving look before saying, "Well, I'm a half-dragon called Necro. I've been alive for, oh, 160 years." Dojo's eyes went wide.

"What do you mean by 'half-dragon'? And how can you be that old?" he asked, shocked. Necro chuckled, saying, "I'm pretty much a were-dragon that fully developed. I'm only half-human now. And as for my age, it's not that impressive. The one before me died about five years ago. He was 200."

Dojo cleared his throat before saying, "Um, do you know about the new were-dragon?"

"Of course. I had to bite him. He didn't seem like anything too special, unlike me when I was bitten. I had been a captain of a Spanish ship. He seemed like the type who wouldn't be missed."

Dojo felt himself become quite angry. "For your information, what you did to that kid caused him to lose his family, shatter his dreams, and get him enslaved by an idiot who wants to rule the world!" Necro arched an eyebrow.

"Fine. Send me to hell. So what are you here for?" He noticed that Dojo seemed too angry to speak. "Hey, the prophecy described him as the one."

"What do you mean, 'the one'?" Dojo asked.

"He was born with a dragon spirit inside. I just awoke it. And it began to become stronger, oh, I don't know, about a year ago?" That was when Raimundo went to the Heylin side, Dojo mused as Necro continued, "He's gonna be the only one left. Then he'll raise the dead creatures of myths, wipe out humans or turn them into were-dragons, and rule over a paradise."

Dojo stuttered. This was worse than he thought! Finally, he said, "Well, that kid doesn't want to rule, he wants to be normal!" Necro paused.

"He will be the last one. I'm nearing the end of my days. But there had been a rumored potion that, when placed in an amulet and put around a were-dragon's neck - not a half-dragon's -, it will destroy the dragon spirit," Necro started slowly.

"Keep talking, buster. I wanna know that prophecy, how to make the potion, and anything else that'll help," Dojo growled.

Jack: Whoa! Wipe out people or turn them into were-dragons? Scary!

Omi: I agree...

Ferret: (in Detox) Lemme out!

dl-sPirit: Is it just me, or does this story seem to have more to do with memories than the last one?

Jack: It's not you...

Omi: About the memory...did that mean-?

dl-sPirit: Partly.

Jack:...Ok, now I'm officially freaked out.

Ferret: (in Detox) Review! You'll hear about the prophecy and potion soon! Yay!