Me: (grinned while hiding her papers behind her back)
Yamato: What is it woman now?
Me: (sigh) Do you want to get your turn or not.
Yamato: (silent)
Me: (turn to readers) Thanks for your reviews! Oh, and TobiasHawk13, I agreed to write Rai down buthe had to be in Khu's POV. And one more thing…
1 - Khu / Rai / Chase Young - Tied
2 - Yamato
3 - Lobo / Kobo – Tied
4 - Ciara / Kimiko – Tied
5 - Other Xiaolin warriors and Heylin warriors
Lobo: Hey Lizgon! I'm dying to know about Yamato's past!
Me: Be patient, Lobo! (to readers) okay then, disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdowns and it's characters and sheng-gong-wu. But I do own my characters and my sheng-gong-wu ideas. If you want to know what characters look like and go to my profile and clicked on my deviantart. Now onto the story!
Kobo: Enjoy!
Chapter Four: Yamato Zendi
Fourteen years ago, the blue car drove down the street next to the beautiful view of the ocean. The dark purple spike-like haired boy with softened red eyes glued on the screen of his favorite game video while he stuck his tongue out of his mouth in concentration.
He was five years old and doesn't have any siblings or cousins. Sometimes he do missed his old friends from his old hometown. Of course, he and his family were moved to the new house in other part of the town.
"Game over!" The game video said cheerfully not realizing that it brought the scowling look from the child. "Try again."
He growled silently, restarting it again and pressing speedily on the buttons on the game video. "Oh no you won't!" He cried, still stuck his tongue out in furiously.
The small boy played his video game, quirked one of his eyebrows up while he was sticking his tongue out of his mouth when he was so concentrated on his favorite game. He was siting back on the backseat of the car.
"Matt?"
He scowled at the childish nickname that his dad gives it to him and looked up at him, glaring at the mirror that his dad was looking at.
"What?" He replied annoyingly, while he was being distracted from his concentration with his video game and quickly glanced down but only he saw the message flashed across the screen told him that game is over.
"AW! MAN!" He whined angrily, chucked it across the seat from him and crossed his arms with a loud huff.
"Honey..."
He looked up at his mother looked back from the front seat next to his dad was behind the wheel, looking forward the road in front of him.
"Yea?" He said still angrily with his dad for distracting him from his video game that he was so closer to winning.
"Are you excitedly to see your new house and probably your new school?" His mom asked, smiling gently at his son.
His dark red eyes softened at his mom's smile he always loved it and can't stay to mad at them any longer.
He sighed, shaking his head at his mom.
"No, mom. Not really." He replied, smiling at his mother and picked up his video game, starting it over again.
His mom smiled, turning her head back to her attention on the road again. Then suddenly, in the background there had been dark clouds in the sky and thundered loudly startling him.
He looked up from his video game and peered at the window, only to see the raining heavily against his window and realizing that was too dark to see anything let alone to see himself in the window.
"Uhh... Mom?" He asked squirming into his seat and looked worriedly at his mom.
"Yes?" His mom answered looked back smiling at him, calming him down and his fear was already lifted.
"I have a bad feeling about this. The weather didn't look too good, Mom." He said, looking upward his window and frowning at the darkness in front of him.
"Hah! Matt, my boy. Don't worry about it." His dad laughed, grinning at the mirror and controlled his wheel he was driving very carefully on the road.
He avoided his eyes connected with his dad; being shamed that he had been worried for nothing at all. He prayed hoping it wouldn't happen to them and arrived safely to their new house.
Only he didn't know how wrong he was. Then next thing he saw was the white light flashed at him and his family before he feels suddenly being thrown around in his seat belt like a lifeless toy.
He shut his eyes tightly, clutching his seat in fear and feels the cold and wet harshly hit him. Took him a minute to realize he was in the freezing water and opened his eyes to see his parents in front of him.
Hanging there lifeless and limping like a lifeless Chinese doll in the ocean. A cold reality hit him like a pound of brick, he was in the ocean and he can't swim very well.
And running out of his air too!
He choked widened his fearful red eyes, clawing helplessly at his seat belt. And next thing he noticed in front of him and it was red ink floating from his parents. He realized it was not a red ink, it was a real blood.
He cried out in horror, not caring that he was losing his precious air and gripped his mom's hand. To his surprise, his mom's hand wasn't warm and gently... it was only deadly cold and icily...
Like dead bodies.
He may be a young kid but he wasn't stupid enough to realizes that his dad and mom are dead. His visions suddenly started to blur and he was slowly losing his air, luring himself into the state of sleep.
He feels so cold...feel so dead...His heart slowly beating quietly and his eyes closed gently. At least he knows he will join with his mom and dad forever.
But he did not know that his life had been spared.
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His eyes opened slowly to see his vision still blurred and then suddenly, the bright light hit his eyes and he yelped shut his eyes tightly. Where am I?
He waited for his vision adjusted to the bright light and blinking rapidly at the white ceiling.
Silence.
Wait, white ceiling?
Suddenly, he sat up quickly and almost stumped as he feels a powerful spell of dizziness hit him on full head. He clutched his head with his right hand and his fingers brushed soft as he suddenly stiffed at this.
Wha…
Something reflected caught his red eyes, he turned and looking at the mirror as he noticed the white bandage-like cloth wrapped around his head with bit stain of a blood. He froze, staring at the mirror until the figure stepped in from the doorway.
"Ah, you're awaken!"
He turned his head away from the mirror and looked at the doctor. The doctor, Dr. Ryuuchan, smiled friendly at him walking over to the chair and sit on the seat, holding the folder and paper.
"How are you doing, young man." Dr. Ryuuchan asked, took a black pen from his chest pocket and ready to write down on the paper.
"…." He stared blankly at him.
Dr. Ryuuchan blinked and smiled sadly at him. "Ah, very well… Then will you please tell me what is your name?" He asked, testing the child's memory.
"…." He continues stared blankly at the doctor, rubbing his throat and grimaced. My throat feels like sandpaper. He began to cough violently, clenching his fist covered his mouth.
Dr. Ryuuchan quickly run to the bathroom and returned back with the water glass in his hand to the child coughing in the hospital bed. "Here, drink water!" He said handed the water glass toward the child.
Yamato froze. Water…?
He shut his eyes tightly, clutching his seat in fear and feels the cold and wet harshly hit him. Took him a minute to realize he was in the freezing water and opened his eyes to see his parents in front of him.
Hanging there lifeless and limping like a lifeless Chinese doll in the ocean. A cold reality hit him like a pound of brick, he was in the ocean and he can't swim very well.
Suddenly he cried out in fear, knocking out the water glass with the back of his fist and watched the water glass fell down to the floor from the startled doctor.
The glass of the water shattered all over the floor, spreading the looking water along with it while it's reflecting of the scared child's face.
The doctor stared at him with shock-stuck expression on his face and slowly reaching for the child's shoulder. "Yamato?"
Yamato coughed, his eyelids closed with leaking of tears falling down his cheeks. "W-w-wh-where…. M-m-m-mo-mom….an-an-d…D-d-da-dad?" He said hoarsely while he coughed, looking up fearfully at the doctor.
The doctor froze, his royal blue eyes gives away Yamato noticed and he knew it was truth. "Yamato, I…." He began.
"NO!" Yamato snapped, glaring at Dr. Ryuuchan with his red blood eyes seem stopped the doctor from saying something worse. "I don't want to hear that! I don't want to believe that!"
"Yamato…" Dr. Ryuuchan said his eyes softened sadly, looking at the child trashing in the bed.
"GO AWAY!" The five-years-old child shrieked angrily, his eyes become silted like an angry cat. "I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU!"
"Yamato, I…" The doctor said tried again, shushes the angry child. "I know how your feels, Yamato…"
"NO!"
The floor and wall made of steel starts to trembling as if it was being responded to the angry crying child, creaking slowly startling the doctor.
CRACK! The window lid made of steel squashed tightly, shattering the glass and showering the pieces of the windowpane shards over the floor.
POP! POP! POP! The screws popped out of the something that made of steel with the metal screws. The screeching and shrieking from the metal while it's creaking and bending in different directions.
Suddenly the floor made of steel under the doctor's feet, hurled him out of the child's room and sealed the door made of steel tightly. The doctor and some of nurses run to him, gawking at the sealed door. "Doctor…Wh-what happen?" One of the nurses asked, her lips trembling fearfully.
Dr. Ryuuchan stared confusing at the melting sealed door. "I… I don't know…"
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One year later since the six-years-old child left the hospital, Yamato was moved to the orphanage with full of orphan children. Scowling darkly at the laughing and giggling children while they met some older adults and young adults, he refused to go with adults who wanted him and he'd rather go with his real parent.
"Son, I'm sorry… but, I'm afraid… your parent won't come back."
The doctor's gentle words echoed in Yamato's mind and he can feel the water starts to threaten to fall but he held them back. The feeling of guilty chewed him from inside, he thought of his smiling mom and his grinning dad. He knew he never got a chance to see them or even apologizing to his dad for his previous behavior.
He needs to get out of this place but how? He paused for a moment, remembering his previous nights with his buddies while sneaking out of the window.
Suddenly an idea bulb glowered above his head and he grinned.
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The darkening cold night air, he had first time to feeling the cool wind brushing his skin since his parent were alive. He leaped out of the fence and running down the street, laughing silently to himself.
He was free! He never wanted to stay in the orphanage again with those orphan brats. He grinned at himself, dashing down the alley until he turned left and clashed into the older man.
"What the hell!" The older man exclaimed, stepped back glaring down at Yamato. "Well… Well… well… what did we got here?" He said, grinned cockily and beckoning his friends to surround him.
Yamato stepped back in surprise, staring up at the older man with a cocky grin. "Uh…." He tried to think of get out of the situation or else that he'd dead meat!
"What about you give me your money, kid." The leader said, grinning evilly. "We will let you go unharmed."
Yamato narrowed his red eyes angrily at him and stood bravely. "I do not have money, you monkey-faced bully!" He snapped.
Silence.
He realized what he said, staring at the man who turned dark violent red and he could swore he saw the streaming out of the man's ears.
"You spoiled brat!" The leader growled, lashed out his small knife at Yamato. "You'll wish you were dead, kid!"
He yelped falling on his rear on the cold street floor and shielding his face with his arms, bracing himself for the pain but he didn't feel any pain from the small blade. Instead, he heard the scream that wasn't from him and he opened his red eyes to see the man froze and his eyes bugged out in pain, the blood dripping from his blue lips.
Something silver caught his red eyes, he realized it was the smooth silver metal spike punched into the man's stomach connected from the earth under next to him. He crawled backward quickly in disgusting at the sight of them.
When he was moved, the silver spike jerked out of the man's stomach dropping him dead on the street floor and his friends stared horror at his dead leader.
"You killed my best friend!" One of his friends snarled, turning back to Yamato and lashed out his wooded club at the young child. "You are so dead!"
Yamato shut his eyes tightly, waiting for gets hit and then he heard the roaring and screaming in pain. He didn't want to open his eyes to see what's going on.
"You shouldn't attack a child who can't protect himself. However, you are all disgusting me. You will have to be annihilated expeditiously." A unfamiliar voice replied coldly reached Yamato's ears, he opened his eyes to see the man stood before the wounded man with a broken wooded club.
Behind the wounded man, there was so much blood all over the pieces of bodies and the huge cats stood over them, licking the bloods on their fangs and claws.
The wounded man quickly to beg fearfully at the man in green and golden armor. "No, no, no! Please spare me! Have a mercy!"
The man narrowed his cold golden eyes and his hand transformed into the dragon claws as he lashed out at the wounded man's throat and ripped it out. "Weakling." He said disgusted, glaring at the now dead body with his throat ripped out.
Yamato stared at him with curiosity and awed. Who… is that guy…?
The man started to walking, leaving Yamato alone. He gaped at him in surprise, feeling insulted. "Wait a minute! I have to know who you are…" He yelled, standing up and ran after the older man. "And thank you… for save me."
The lone man silently walking, not looking down at him as Yamato scowled darkly, glaring at him. Geez, what's up with him?
Suddenly, he tripped over and clashed onto the ground. "Ugh!" He groaned, sitting up and scowling angrily at the rock. And next thing he knew he was carried by one of the huge cats in its mouth, blinking in surprise.
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12 years later he turns into 18 year old and soon, he already meets his friends – Khu, Lobo, Kobo and Ciara. He glanced down at Coyote's Dark Claw, softened his cold red blood eyes. He remembered the memories of how he met Khu for first time…
(Flashback)
Seven years ago, Eleven-years-old Yamato waited outside at his master's cave. He tossed the brown furred claw with black talons in the air and caught it again. Suddenly, he heard his master approached and looked up at him, noticing the young boy about his age being carried in his arms.
"Master Young?" He asked, frowning at the unconscious teenage boy and glanced up at him. "Why'd he is brought here for?"
"You will keep him in company, Yamato." Master Young said emotionless, placed the unconscious boy on the guest bed. "And do not make any reckless rush, you understood?"
Yamato scowled darkly and nodded knowing he don't want to angered his master. "Yes, master." He said, glaring at the unconscious boy. "And what is his name?"
"Khu Pedsora." Master Young answered before left him alone with the unconscious boy.
Yamato glanced quickly at the sleeping boy and snarled silently. Khu, huh? Soon he will have his name on the gravestone.
He clenched his fist in rage and then suddenly he lashed out at the sleeping boy with his fist toward his face. And then he didn't expecting him to awoke and caught his wrist, causing him off guard in surprise.
"Wha…" He gaped at Khu with shock-stuck expression on his face, refusing to believe what he had seen with his own eyes. "What are you?"
Khu smirked at him, sitting up and dropped Yamato's wrist. "You did not heed to Master Young's warning, didn't you?" He said chuckled, rubbing his forehead and wincing at the headache formed in his forehead.
Yamato tensed and glared angrily at the boy who smirked at him. "Who are you and why are you doing here?" He snarled his tone dripped with venomously.
He looked up at him with a lazy look and smiled mysteriously. "For your information, I am Heylin Tiger of Darkness."
Yamato stepped backward and stared disbelief at him. "No… that's impossible. There aren't Heylin Tiger of Darkness in one thousand and five hundred years!"
Khu nodded understandingly, smirking. "It does now."
(End of flashback)
Yamato scowled darkly, watching Khu laughed at Lobo's corny jokes. There must be something I want to get rid of him. He's taking my place as leader of the Heylin Tigers. He thought jealously, his red blood eyes become silted.
"I found the trace of where Xiaolin Dragons are!" Ciara yelled, pointing at the map of where the Xiaolin Temple. "Should we go spy on them?"
Huh, Xiaolin Dragons…? He narrowed at the name of the enemy and remembered he had seen a small monk with the power of water. At least, I got a chance to destroy Xiaolin Dragon of Water first.
End of the Chapter Four
Me: (yawned) Now I can't believe that took mefour hours to finished Yamato's past. Next Chapter will be Ciara and then next Prologue: Present.
Kobo: (read Yamato's Past) Gee, I thought Khu's past was worse.
Yamato: (cringed)
Me: (pat on Yamato, apologizing look) Sorry, Yamato. At least it makes you look tough than you were. (to readers) Thank you for reading and please reviews it. (smile) Have a nice night!