Disclaimer: I don't own xiaolin showdown.
"Ouch."
A small figure landed with a soft thud in the main entrance of Chase Young's palace. Pushing itself to its feet, the figure gazed at its surrounding. Although the area was dark, the stairs could be seen, and the waterfalls and crystal domes glinted in the light of a few solitary candles. Pulling out of its bag a flashlight and a map, the figure stole through the labyrinth of the palace, occasionally glancing at the map.
At last the figure arrived at a pair of stone doors leading to none other than Chase Young's bedroom.
The figure pulled off a black mask to reveal a bush off messy brown hair and the sweaty face of a young girl. She traced a spiral on the stone doors with a finger and stepped through the portal, which faded after she had reached the other side.
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Chase Young lay motionless in his bed, apart from the gentle rising and falling of his chest. The girl watched him for a few minutes, entranced by the warrior's stillness.
Mentally slapping herself and cursing her fan-girlness, she regained her focus and reached into her shoulder bag, pulling out what appeared to be a salt shaker. The girl shook the container until a handful of pink dust rested in her palm. She walked up to the bed and, shaking with fear, allowed it to trickle through her fingers. As the dust made contact with the sleeping warrior's face, it was absorbed. The girl took a step backwards.
A pink aura formed around his sleeping figure and then faded. He did not stir.
Drawing another portal the girl exited from the bedroom.
Only two more steps to go.
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An alarm went off in the Xiaolin temple. Four young monks ran to the entrance of the shen gong wu vault and were joined a moment later by an elderly man and a small dragon.
"This is the second break in this month! I told you we should get a padlock for this thing." the dragon complained.
The youngest and shortest monk began to bark orders.
"Dojo, you go check the damage. The rest of us will spread out and search the premises for the person responsible."
The tall, auburn haired monk casually stated, "I think you mean 'split up' Omi."
"No time for that partner. We gotta find the dirty snake pronto." interjected the large, straw-haired Texan monk.
10 minutes later…
The monks met once more at the entrance of the building.
The girl monk said,
"I didn't find anyone, or anything."
The other monks presented similar results.
"There hasn't been any sign of a forced entry or nothing," the Texan monk pondered out loud.
While the other monks debated on how the intruder had gotten away, the elderly monk and his dragon companion had checked all the shen gong wu.
"This is most puzzling, only one shen gong wu has been stolen…"
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"Shadow of fear!"
The metabolism of the girl broke down into particles of darkness, which swirled into the ear of the sleeping boy and penetrated his dream…
The girl looked around at her surroundings. She stood in a spacious room with black walls and red carpeting. In the centre of the room stood a throne upon which none other than Jack Spicer was sat. He was dressed in the armour of Chase Young and was being fanned by the girl monk, a girl with short, blond hair and was using a red-haired woman with Heylin markings under her eyes as a footstool. Each of them was dressed in a playboy bunny outfit.
The girl rolled her eyes at the ludicrous scene which she saw before her and proceeded to approach the aspiring evil boy genius, when she was called out to.
"Hey! What are you doing in my dream? Come here."
Obeying him, she walked until she stood directly in front of him.
Jack Spicer eyed her suspiciously and then asked,
"Who are you? I've never seen you before."
"I'm Dani. Basically, I'm your conscience."
"Really? Cause I somehow imagined that my conscience would be more robust, and have less spots."
Dani fought the urge to slap him and instead asked him,
"So, got any plans for tomorrow?"
"Um, no. Why? You asking me out on a date?" he smirked, appreciating his own joke.
"Ah, no. I was thinking that maybe you should pay Chase Young a visit."
Jack's expression darkened and he sighed.
"What's the point? He can't stand the sight of me."
"Don't think like that. After all, he hasn't tried destroying you has he?"
"Not really…"
"And you could always show him some of your new inventions, who knows, he might be impressed."
Jack's expression brightened.
"Yeah!"
"If you want Chase to like you, then you've got to work hard for it."
"You're right conscience. You're right. Chase had better be ready cause Jack Spicer, evil boy genius, will blow away his mind with my presence!"
"So you're gonna visit him tomorrow, right?"
"Right!"
Dani turned away from him and as she faded from his dream, she could hear the dying echoes of his cackles, signifying that her task had been accomplished. All that was left to do now was wait and let the results of her plan unfold.
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As Dani walked down the path leading away from the Spicer Mansion, she hoped that her plan would prove to all fanfiction writers not to launch the characters of the show into an unlikely relationship, or make the characters instantly fall in love with eachother. As well as that, she could have some real fun while playing matchmaker.
While pondering at what couples she could create and relishing the brilliance of her plan, Dani failed to notice the pond. Her next step sent her falling head first into the murky waters and she re-emerged covered in pondweed.
"Shit!"
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Yeah, this is still boring. The main reason I'm writing this is because I still have writers block on my other story. It's probably not even going to be funny. Anyways, thanks for reading and I wouldn't mind some reviews, but its up to you. Ah! I've been reduced to a grovelling wreck...