First I would like to thank my reviewers: Negitive Zero, starvoidangel, Cristine, SilentSniper, Emerald Cherub, RaimundoPedrosa, Arius Kei, Sillvog, Tachzaruu, DraconWolf88, Runihura, Tenshi's-Wings and radient phoenix (Oh and a special thanks to Cristine and Emerald Cherub for standing up for me! You rule!)

And for the flamers…sigh…the first chapter and I already got 4 flames…what has the world come to? Well you know what? Read my profile and look at the thing in bold. That's what I have to say to you.

I'M SOOOO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN SO LONG! THANK YOU ALL FOR WAITING! CHAPTER 2 IS FINALLY UP, AND I'M WORKING ON A CHAPTER 12 FOR MY FIC "TRUTH IS A WHISPER" SO HANG TIGHT!

Ok, with that said, on with the fic!

Chapter 2

Omi walked down the halls of Chase's castle, his paw-steps echoing throughout the halls of the darkened house. Omi was trying to find Chase, but he didn't know where to begin looking for his master. The castle was so big, and he was so small…smaller than he was in human form.

"Master?" he asked weakly, his call reaching out to the darkness, but no one answered.

"Master?"

Still no one replied. The open window let in an icy chill that blew into the room and made Omi shiver.

Ice seemed to lace around the edges of the curtains and the temperature of the room dropped fast. The candles in the hallway bobbed up and down, bringing little light and little warmth to the only person, or cat, in the hallway.

Omi's teeth chattered as he reached up to shut the window, but he was too short, even in cat form.

"Oh, this is most annoying!" growled Omi as he jumped up on the window and tried to reach the top of the window so he could close it, but a dark, commanding voice stopped him in his tracks.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Omi froze. He took a fleeting look over his shoulder to see Chase Young standing at the window with his arms crossed and his lizard-like golden eyes gleaming with anger.

"Master! I-I was-"

Before Omi could explain himself, Chase picked him up and brought him close to his face so their noses were touching. Chase burned inside of Omi with his powerful golden eyes, checking every nook and cranny in Omi's ebony eyes for any lies that could slip off his tongue.

"Trying to escape, were we?" Chase said disgusted, growling at the frightened Omi. Omi's spine was laced with the ice that lined the curtains, but he seemed even colder than he ever was before. Chase's eyes were still staring Omi down, crumbling his wall of defense to pebbles.

"I-I was t-trying to shut the door because it was cold! I-I wasn't trying to run! Honest!"

Chase narrowed his eyes and dropped Omi. With a meow, Omi landed on his feet, thanks to his new cat-like instincts and his Xiaolin reflexes.

"Are you sure?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, not able to find any signs in Omi's eyes that he was lying, because Omi was not lying in the first place.

"Yes, Master. I would never leave."

The sincerity in Omi's eyes confirmed that he was not lying to Chase. Omi was bound to Chase now. He would never leave, especially after what happened in the field…that Omi would never forget and that he would always savor.

"Very well, Omi. I'll let you go. But ONLY because my eyes could not find any lies or false words that you have spoken to me.

That's when Chase turned, to leave in the darkness of the hallway to his quarters. Omi couldn't stop staring. It was as if time had slowed and Omi could see Chase moving slowly as well…it was a moment Omi savored…he couldn't stop looking at Chase. The way he moved…to the way he was perfectly aligned with the darkness was addicting to look at…

"Chase…" Omi said…the name tasted sweet on Omi's tongue. It tasted sweeter than 'master'.

Chase stopped walking and turned around.

"What is it, Omi?"

Omi felt sick that Chase had heard him say his real name. Was he in trouble for not calling him 'master'?

"…thank you…for…that….um…thing in the field." Omi staggered, taking a step back when Chase walked toward him and whispered in his ear.

"Do you want another?"

Omi's eyes widened. He wanted it. Badly. No one had ever done that to him before. It was the most powerful and sweet sensation he had ever felt, and he wanted more.

Omi nodded his head frantically.

"Do you promise to be evil?"

Omi had no control over his tongue when he said what he was about to say.

"Yes…"

"Do you promise to hold you allegiance to the Heylin side?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want more?"

"YES!"

Chase stood up, looking down on his apprentice. Omi was crying uncontrollably. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He wanted more. He wanted more of Chase's affection. So terribly that he would do anything…

"Do you promise to turn back to your Heylin self?"

Omi froze. The tears stopped falling. He looked up at his master pleadingly and looked down. He couldn't remember anything that he did when he was in Heylin form and that's what scared him. He didn't know what he was possibly capable of in Heylin form, what he could AGREE to…perhaps Chase would ask him to hurt his friends. Omi could not risk that…no…not even for Chase's affection…the thing he craved so badly.

"…no…I'm so sorry Master…no…"

Omi could not meet Chase's gaze, but he could feel his rising anger.

"You disappoint me, Omi."

And that's when he walked away.

MORE SHALL COME! I ALREADY PLANNED OUT 6 CHAPTERS!