OMG I had written the BEST CHAPTER EVER... but no... my motherboard had to crash. SOOOO i tried to rewrite it, and I dont think its quite as good, but my friend does... so i posted it... And i realize that its not exactly to the actuality of the show, so its sorta AU.. but pretend its not. Enjoy!
Still dont own anything.
Vesta cried. And she cried. And she cried. Clay was still trying to work out WHY she was crying, though. Did she seriously just say "My name is Vesta Lily Bailey"? Cause if she did... he probably should be crying outta happiness, too. He looked around at everyone but Kimiko, who was next to him helping with the girl. Everyones face had that "Awwwwww... how sweeeeet..." look on their face. This situation just got curiouser and curiouser.
"Um..." he asked, slowly rubbing the girls back and secretly getting tired of all the crying, "Am I the only one who's confused here?" Everyone, except for him and Kimiko, burst out into laughter. Finally craning his neck over the teenagers head, he saw that Kimiko was just as confused as he was.
Finally, Rai wiped his eyes and squeezed out, "Sorry cowboy, you and Kimiko." He was still chuckling, as Vesta was still crying, and said "Yeah, Vesta's been talking to us," buy 'us' he meant everyone in the temple but Clay and Kimiko, "And she told us some things. And I guess you guys guessed those things."
"Guess?" said Kimiko, playing with Vesta's pigtail, "But... we didn't guess."
"Well, you may not of guessed, but you sure implied it." he nudged Omi's side, "If you know what I mean." Vesta all of a sudden started laughing histerically,
"Yeah they did." Clay and Kimiko's brains started to hurt... she was laughing now? "That was the best 'pretend to be asleep so that you can know what you need to know' that I've ever had." She shook her head, "And with Rai training me, I do that a lot."
"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!" screamed Kimiko, her head growing to three times its normal size, "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" Everyone else shrunk as this horrible scaryness happened, as Clay added,
"Um... yeah... I'd like to know that, too..."
Vesta stood up, dusted off, and sat back down on her handy-dandy barrel. "Well," she said, going into 'story mode', "For the past 11 years I've been practicing how these 2 weeks were gonna go down." She pointed to the rest of the gang, "And part of that is telling these bozos how these 2 weeks were gonna go down."
"I still don't understand," said Clay, "Why are you doing this in the first place?"
Vesta smiled wide, "I was hoping you'd ask that." She grabbed a small bag from her robe, and from that bag a small pinch of sparkly dust. "Gather round, and hear a story from the times of old." as she said this, she threw the dust in the air. The Dragons eyes burned a little, and instantly they saw nothing but a stark whiteness. Suddenly Vesta appeared in this whiteness, the same big smile, "Man, I've always wanted to say that." Just as suddenly as she appeared, she was gone. But her voice remained. "Anyway, it's high time you guys knew the story of a small boy, a great evil, and a greater good. It's time you heard the story, of why I'm here today." As the whiteness cleared, a small village took its place.
Long ago, when the earth was young, life was simple. People lived to live, and when they died they died. Don't get me wrong, it was a pretty great place. There was all kinds of love, there was all kinds of joy, and there was all kinds of faith. But, as it always has been, with every love, joy, and faith, there's just as much hatred, loathing, and disbelief. Anyone who thought differently than the traditional ways of the world was shunned, ridiculed, banished even. And guess who decided to not like the way things were? A certain Hannibal Roy Bean.
He was a normal farm boy, in a way. It's true that he lived off the land, as his family had for the past few generations. But I never said he enjoyed it. He despised working for what he needed to survive. This "Allmighty Ruler" that people were talking about, where was he to give them their basic nessecities? He just desired a world where this caretaker he'd heard so much about would actually take care of him. But back then, the people were ignorant, so if someone thought against the traditional ways, they would be shunned forever by society. And of course, this is what happened to our poor Hannibal Bean.
But he wasn't, by far, the first person to be shunned by their different ways. Many others before him had tried to persuade people otherwise, but failed. During their exile in the wilderness, however, they had formed a guild. And through this guild they discovered many things about the earth around them. Like how certain animals mixed with certain herbs and certain words would cause things to be come mystical, extraordinary, magical even. Through many experiments, they found spells and potions for almost anything. Unfortunately, one of those combinations included a certain Lao-Mang-Lon Soup. That was an accident when it happened. They never meant to create evil, they just wanted to create a world where they were understood. But in the case of Lao-Mang-Lon Soup, people would understand them even less.
Hannibal was angry anyway, but when he was transformed into a small, talking bean instead of the promised powerful beast, it was the straw that broke the camels back. Those magicians never knew what hit them. With one last sip of soup, he left their poor bodies to rot there, taking all of their spells, potions, and ingredients with him. Not as if they'd need them anymore, anyway.
The only bright side to this was that with the creation of evil, there was the creation of good. Confused? So was I, when I first heard this. But think about it this way. If there was nothing wrong, how on earth would we know what's right? Without chaos, how would we be able to tell if there was any order? So though he denies it, with his creation of evil, Hannibal also created good. And the dark magicians weren't the only ones that found a connection between the earth around them and the mystical arts. After thousands of years of pain and hatred, the first true Valiant Sorcerer found a way. A way to finally make the evil go away forever.
They duked it out for days, those too. The world's first Evil Magician and the world's first Valiant Sorcerer, pitting magic against magic, all for one common goal. To make the other side dissapear forever. The Valiant Sorcerer had found a spell, a spell that would send all of Hell's horrors into an alternate universe. A universe you might know as the YingYang World. This portal, when sealed, would keep all of the worlds evils in this universe, while also absorbing any new evils that may occur in the future. If only he could have actually sealed it.
About three quarters of the way through the spell, Hannibal Bean sent one last giant shockwave towards the Sorcerer. Valiant wasn't anywhere near young, and he was tired from so many days of constant battle. With the small bit of magic left in his massive store, the Valiant Sorcerer managed to seal Hannibal in a large prison inside of the YingYang World, coming so close to sealing this awesome portal forever. But most of his magic was gone, and his lifeforce along with it. With his last breath, he yelled so that everyone on this great Earth could hear, and even the heavens opened up to his powerful words; a vision that he was having in his dying moments. A vision that everyone knew, from the sincerity of his voice and tone, that it was certain to come true.
She shall be born when She claims Her sire The daughter of two Dragons; mortal And being born of Earth and Fire Will ultimately close the portal
As the last words rang out, Hannibal's prison was sealed, only to be opened if some unfortunate soul were to come upon it in the infinity of the YingYang world.
Of course, this just makes my job harder. Hannibal being let out by that idiot Jack Spicer, and Chase and Wuya also on the side of evil, I have to use most of my power to get them all trapped. But by some peoples theory, I only need to get Hannibal in as Valiant intended, and the rest of the evil shall follow. But I know one thing. I can't wait for it to be over. Not only will evil be destroyed, but my amazing Prophecy powers will be depleted. I'll still have the powers of a normal Xiaolin Dragon, but I'll be NORMAL.
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