Me: (sweat drop) Gomen! Gomen! Gomen! (sorry) When I realized I'm completed forgetting about Heylin Tigers.

Yamato: You think? (dryly)

Me: (glared at Yamato) Maybe I should do horror past story about you.

Yamato: Ack! No thanks! (back off)

Me: (grin) Okay, Kobo, Disclaimer!

Kobo: Okay, Disclaimer: Lady Lizgon does not own Xiaolin Showdown or any characters but she owns sheng-gong-wu and us.

Me: Now, onto the story! Enjoy!

Chapter Seven: Yamato Zendi and Chase Young

Yamato's POV

His snake-like crimson eyes switched from watching the waterfall to the noise of the stone doors as the tallest monk walked in along with the green dragon.

He narrowed his eyes as he recognized the monk as Master Monk Guan. What is he doing here?

He crouched behind the statue tiger, watching him stood looking up at his own master. Master Young…

As much as he hated to admit he had despised the monk, at least he enjoyed his master humiliated him in the showdown in almost seven years ago. But he still had suspected there was something with his master's past involved with the monk.

And then he remembered his master had told him.

"I was once his great ally… but now then after a small transformation, I've become his great enemy… Some things should be left forgotten in past."

Yamato just don't understand him at all. He looked away as his master threw the monk's precious weapon and left the small dragon alone with many cats, including his master.

He looked right at the lake next to him, staring at his own eyes. His eyes were like a pure blood.

Like his master's eyes… but only golden...

A beast.

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Chase's POV

He smiled at the small dragon munching on the foods and turned at the sound of the door, only to see the amethyst-eyed boy stood in the doorway.

"Master," The boy said with a respect tone while he nodded his head a little. "I spotted there are only four Xiaolin Dragons. A small monk is a dragon of water, a cowboy is a dragon of earth, a girl is a dragon of fire, and…"

The boy trailed off, frowning as he had an odd flashback came back to him. All he had was a blurry shadow-like child holding a teddy bear with green eyes.

"Khu?" Chase asked knowing the young Tiger of Darkness had problem with loss of memories. Smirking at the boy snapped out of the memories trance and looked down at the floor with shame of his behavior.

"Huh? Oh, a Brazilian boy is a dragon of wind. They're coming for Monsoon Sandals. It can be found in the water of a tide pool near your land."

Chase smiled coldly, turning back to the small dragon snoozing on the table with full belly. "Good. You can go back to your friends. Guard my palace so I will return again soon."

Khu looked up at him frowning with an interest look on his face. "Where would you head for, Master Young?"

Chase paused walking from the dinner room with a smirk. "Why, of course I believe it's time for us to visit those Xiaolin Dragons I've heard…"

The small dragon looked scared as the tiger and lions grinning hungrily at him.

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Yamato's POV

"Wha… what the hell!" Yamato growled as a happy werewolf dragged him to the group where they stood outside near the cliff as he glared angrily at Lobo. "Get off of me, you damn mutt!"

"You know, Yam, you're sulking too much. You should go outside and smell the air!" Lobo grinned ignoring Yamato's swearing at him. "And it's so true, your frown really does stuck on your face!"

POW!

"Ow!" Lobo whined rubbing his black eye bruise as he sits sullenly on the solid sand-like ground. "You never take it as a joke."

"Damn right straight, mutt!" Yamato growled glaring deadly at the werewolf.

"Yamato," Khu said sipping his tea and looked boringly at the hotheaded teen. "Just relax. Lobo wishes that we should take a picture, just for a memory that's all."

Yamato tossed his head and glared silently at the calm teen. "So?" He asked grumbled as he stuffed his hands in his pockets jean and looking unhappy.

Suddenly, the youth ran out of the hidden entrance waving the small black camera. "Bro! I found it!" He grinned up at his older brother and turned to Khu. "Who's taking a picture of us?"

Khu smiled down at the youth. "What about this one?" He pointed at the 1,500 years old tiger that transformed into the huge man with brown wolf-like hood.

Lobo snorted looking amused at the "cave-man" warrior. "This? He doesn't even look like werewolf." He said chuckled ignoring the man's deadly silent glare directly in his direction.

Ciara rolled her light hazel eyes and shook her head as she continued reading her ancient book of the spells. "Don't insult him, Lobo. Last time you did and you end up being beaten up by him."

Lobo cringes and shrinks back away from the image of being beating up by the angry warrior for one little insult in his mind. "Gee… thank you for reminding me that."

"Don't mention it." Ciara smiled coldly at the werewolf and turned back to her book as she could see over her book to see Khu talking to the warrior and the warrior seems like as if he looked uncertain about the camera. She don't blame on him because this man had never seen things like that since he live in Master Young's cave for over one thousand years.

"Okay, guys. Get ready!" Khu said walking back to the gang and stood in center of his friends. Yamato was scowling on Khu's right and Lobo grinning insanely on Khu's left.

Ciara sighed, closing her book and take the spot next to Lobo and smiling at the direction of the camera. And then she feels the familiar pressure on her rear and gritted her teeth in anger.

She swing her hands toward the lecherous werewolf, unaware of the camera's light were ticking down to zero.

"PREVERT!"

SMACK!

Yelp!

THUD!

"OW!"

Lobo rubbed his red mark left cheek, grinning idiotic at the huffing Tiger of Wood. "But…" As he failed, Ciara looked away in other direction with an angry huff.

Unaware of what happen to his friends, Khu simply smiled at the camera and holding his tea in his right hand at same time as he crossed his arms across his chest.

Yamato looked scowl as usual but he tried to hide his smile as he was holding the youth, Kobo, on his shoulders smiling happily at the camera.

All of the sudden, the camera took a right moment to clicked its light. And then next thing, the picture comes out, look odd than normal like everyone else.

Lobo looked like frightened, yet grinning like idiot as he fell over being choked by angry Ciara's arms as she had him in her headlock as painful as it looks.

While Ciara strangling the werewolf for being feeling her up, her book fell out of her grasp and laying on the ground next to her feet as the murder look of her face when she wrapped Lobo's neck in death lock.

While Lobo was choking to death, his right arm jerked back and knocked Khu's tea out of his hand as Khu looked stunned at sudden movement.

While Khu looked stunned, the tea fell on Yamato as Yamato yelped, moving almost as if he were to dance because of hot liquid.

While Yamato reacted to the hot liquid, Kobo clutching Yamato's neck with shock-stuck on his face and almost as if he were riding on the angry bull. He had an empty teacup on his hair, soaking him as well.

All they looked like everything happen in frozen motion.

A annoying tic on the Heylin Tiger of Metal's right eyebrow as he glared down at the photo in his hands, ignoring the snickering werewolf.

"MMMUWHAHAHAHAHA! The look on your face is priceless! I wonder this photo is worth of money, hmmm?" Lobo grinned playful at the sulking metal fighter who glared back at him.

"I bet all of fan-girls would love this, don't you think. Maybe a shirtless or a wet-looking you in photo." Lobo continued unaware of a well aimed fist fly toward his face.

BAM!

"OW!" Lobo whined laying on the ground with a huge bump on top of his head while a crocodile tears flowing down his cheeks. "You don't have a sense of humor, do you?"

"Stupid mutt."

"Stupid half-breed."

Yamato whirled around and glowered down at the werewolf. "What did you just say, dog breath!"

Lobo quirked his eyebrow in amused look as he got back on his feet, chuckling. "Are you deaf? I say STUPID HALF-BREED!" His playful laughter turned into disgusted tone.

His crimson eyes flashed as he glared hateful at the werewolf. "I am not a half-breed, you dolt!" He said growling lowly, turning his back to the werewolf as he marched into the cave.

Khu turned his head to his best friend with a disappointed look. "You should know better, Lobo."

"So? Not like he don't know that he's a half-breed." Lobo scoffed looking away from his young brother's hurt look as he had insulted to his teammate, especially to his face.

Khu sighed shaking his head; deeply knowing how stubborn the werewolf can be around the ruthless boy. You don't know him too well. He just does not know the truth behind his past since he had lost his parents and almost lost his life as well.

Meanwhile Yamato stomped into his room as he kicked the door closed with a loud thud. "STUPID MUTT! HE HAD TO GO TO HELL FOR ALL I CARE!" He snarled furiously and turned to his bed as he collapsed on it.

"I'm not a half-breed. I'm only still me, expect for my eyes." He whispered softly, looking over to his table where his parents in the frame photo.

His father had light red eyes and he had black hair, grinning playful as his mother next to him smiling softly while her eyes were rare amber-brown and had long, light lilac hair.

The date of photo was taken by one week before the accident…

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 wasn't 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 realize 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.

Yamato backed out of his memories with a startled surprised and horror on his face. He doesn't want to remember it again.

He sighed as he crawled into his bed and get ready to sleep… without a nightmare he'd hope.

Stupid Mutt.

He'll wake up at an hour later when his master returned… ZzZzZzZz…

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Chase's POV

He scowled as the small dragon darted from the huge pot to join his human companions and then his dragon-like amber eyes drifted upward until he caught the small shape stood the same spot where the monk had previously stood before.

His cold amber eyes locked with the boy's startled crimson eyes as he watched him darted from his hidden spot to other room.

He knows my true form… He thought carelessly, turned around and glaring at still boiling liquid in the huge pot as then he kicked it forward and tripped it over, watching the liquid disappeared into the floor.

Yamato. The boy's name he had found out after he saved him from the drunken bandits. He smiled in amusing while he remembered how the young child had "accidentally" killed one man without realizing his power, of course.

Twelve years ago, the young child tried to follow him after he had saved his life. The child unable to survived in hot desert land with him. Normally, he would leave him to die alone in the desert. But something holds him back and saved his life twice – barely.

He knew he was no healer and also he don't have a soup either. It means he had to draw a blood from him and nearly forced it into the dying child's mouth.

Then next day, a child had no memory of drinking his blood, yet his eyes were changing like his eyes when he had first transformed into a beast.

Years after years while the child grew up into a teen until he had brought a few companions to him. And he decided to tell them about their destiny as a Heylin Tigers, including their hidden powers.

Thanks to them, he had found his true enemies and tried to kill off a dragon for his soup until then the cursed traitor had to thwarted his plan to completed his immortality self.

Guan, Chase cursed the monk's name. Once I ruled the world, you'll be the first to disposed of.

One of the tigers and one of the lions purred, muzzling their master as they can sense the great anger gives off from him. Chase petted behind the tiger's ears absentmindedly, thinking about the small monk.

With a sly smirk, he remembered his fight with little monk with his teacup. Perhaps… the dark warrior decided silently, turning him to the dark side would be interesting…

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During the night, Yamato sits on the cliff watching over the forest while he replayed the scene he had seen his master in true form.

"I was once his great ally… but now then after a small transformation, I've become his great enemy… Some things should be left forgotten in past."

He suddenly understood what his master means by his transformation, but why? He does not know the reason behind the transformation and his enemy, the monk.

Then he wondered if his master knows more than he do, then maybe… just maybe he could ask him a question he can't answered himself.

Is he a human?

Or, is he just like him?

Maybe… both?

He closed his crimson eyes and sighed as the icy wind strings his exposed cheeks, neck and nose. It's really freezing cold outside he decided to return to his room, with his best to avoid the master after the witnessed his true form.

Maybe it would best for him to not know the truth.

End of Chapter Seven

Me: (snoring) Z…zz…zzzz…Zz…

Khu: (sigh) She overworked herself again.

Kobo: (look worried) Maybe we shouldn't make her worry over non-important things, only focused on important things like her homeworks and college stuffs.

Lobo: (scoffs) I can't see why the college is so important!

Khu: Because to her, it's her life. To us, we're just a unreal muses/characters. (rolls eyes)

Kobo: (beams at Readers) Thank you for reading and please don't forget to review this chapter before you leave! Ciao!