dl-sPirit: Hey everyone! I finally got over my writer's block! Yay! Oh, I got a package. (opens box) (Raimundo comes out)

Raimundo: Ow...

dl-sPirit: RAI! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! I HAD THE WORST CASE OF WRITER'S BLOCK!

Raimundo: Yeah. So...how'd you get over it?

dl-sPirit: My temporary muse helped, as did Kosmic's hammer, but most important...COMMERCIAL FOR SEASON 3 OF XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN! Which I don't own, by the way.

Raimundo: Good grief. Wait, where's everyone else? What temporary muse?

dl-sPirit: Remember those sugar sticks from Kosmic? Ferret found them and shared them with everyone else. I duct-taped them and shoved them in Detox. As for my temporary muse...(snaps fingers) (a green-haired fairy appears)

Cosmo: (pulls out notecard) I'm Cosmo! And I'm- (poofs up sign) -your fairy godmuse! Did I do that right?

Raimundo: Why is he here?

dl-sPirit: He was the only one left. Now, onto reviews.

To Kosmic: dl-sPirit: Hey, put me down!

To firewu: Raimundo: Ferret's just a little off - like Cosmo. Wait, she's have to be a LOT off to be like Cosmo.

To SaphireStars: Cosmo: She tries!

To Kaisa: dl-sPirit: Writer's block stinks. (groans) Well, I'll remember that!

To Satishi Silver Syoran: Raimundo: (grins) I'm incorrigible.

Cosmo: dl-sPirit says that the guys eating too much sugar is worse - and the prophecy is scary! Wah!

To Rave Slave: dl-sPirit: You seem to like my stories, don't you? And they'll go...if they want to live (grins evilly) (pulls out flashlight and begins laughing evilly) (flashlights die) Maybe I've been TOO evil lately.

To DeafLizgon: Cosmo: Thank you!

Raimundo: It is? I don't think dl-sPirit noticed...

dl-sPirit: I didn't. Well, here's the chapter!

Dojo circled over Malaysia, the warriors looking for their target for a few hours. Though hard to believe, they couldn't find a single Malaysian palm tree - that is, until spied the tree.

"There's one!" he exclaimed, pointing at the broad-leafed tree. Dojo changed direction, landing in a clearing next to the palm tree. Joyfully, Omi jumped off and ran over - only to be repelled by an invisible force. He landed head-first by his friends. The young monk groaned, stating, "Ooh...I have a most painful ache between my ears. What happened?"

As if in response, a figure began to materialize. It was a young translucent boy. Around his ankle was a chain that went into the tree. Kimiko gulped slightly and asked, "Who are you?" She was going to ask 'What are you', but it seemed too rude. The boy gave a sorrowful smile before responding, "I have no name. I am the guardian spirit of this tree. I am not allowed to let anyone take the sap of this tree, nor can I leave."

"And...why is that?" Clay asked curiously. In reply, the figure beckoned then closer before holding up his chain and frowning. It was rather odd: though the spirit was, well, ghostly, and the chain was solid, he could pick it up and it stayed around his ankle. Omi examined the chain - from a distance.

"It does not appear to be very strong," he remarked. Kimiko, deciding that it would be easier to help the spirit rather than to find another tree, looked at the rusting chain. How long had the ghost been here? A century? Maybe two? She suddely remembered something from years at her papa's factory. "Guys, I have an idea," she whispered excitedly. Clay and Omi moved closer to hear better.

She started, " If we heat up the chain, then cool it down really quick, and then do it again-" "It can get weak enough to be smashed!" Clay finished. He was familiar with the technique. Omi, unsure of what they were talking about but getting the basic concept, nodded in agreement. Kimiko pulled out the Star Hanabi; Omi, the Orb of Tornami; and Clay, the Third-Arm Sash (A/N: never said they didn't bring any wu!).

Kimiko focused on the rustiest spot. "Star Hanabi, fire!" she yelled, aiming a fireball at the link. The flames turned the spot a glowing red-orange. She turned to Omi, who already aimed his wu and yelled, "Orb of Tornami, water!" A jet of ice-cold water shot out. Steam rose as the chain cooled down.

"Star Hanabi, fire!" The chain heated up.

"Orb of Tornami, water!" The chain cooled down.

"Third-Arm Sash, earth!" Clay hollered. The blue sash shot out at the weakeed link, turning into a gigantic stone fist as it did so. The chain, weakened and unable to take the force, snapped. The spirit stepped back, eyes filled with tears of joy. "Oh, hank you, thank you, thank you! I can finally rest in peace! Thank you! May you all be blessed!" he cried. And, with that said, both he and the chain vanished.

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"Three down, three to go!" Dojo exlaimed as he took off. Omi looked at the swirling sap in its container.

"Yeah. I wonder what the Moon's Amulet is?" Kimiko wondered aloud.

"Hey, didn't you say Necro was really worried about it? Said the potion wouldn't work without it?" Clay inquired, direction his question to Dojo. Dojo though for a second before replying, "Yep. Said that if he had the Moon's Amulet, he would've been normal 135 years ago. Wonder why it's so important?" Omi's face lit up like a light bulb.

"I know!" he exclaimed, pulling the scroll of the shen-gong-wu out of Kimiko's bag. He opened it to a section and pointed to the heading: 'Amulet of the Moon'. Kimiko read the aloud, "Activates potions and maigc properties."

"Oh yeah, Dashi made it for a friend. She practiced magic...I wonder how she is," Dojo commented. Clay sighed, adding, " I hope it activates soon."

A stone-faced Omi replied, "Until then, we must solve the remaining riddles."

Cosmo:So much for it being easy...

Raimundo: I'll say.

dl-sPirit: Oh, survey! Which riddle should be solved next: the flower of cuckoo, or the leaves of the shade of black night?

Cosmo: Review, please!