"Alright kids, hop on. This one's in Rocky Point, by the looks of it," Dojo said, multiplying his size so the five monks could clamor on him.
"Phooey, sounds like we'll be catchin' some mighty fine waves while we're there," Clay said, putting a smile on Raimundo's face.
"Sweet, I'll search the water while you guys search the sand," he commented, putting on a pair of sunglasses. The other four looked at him.
"C'mon Rai, this is an important Shen Gong Wu, we need to get it before Jack, Wuya, and Chase Young get it," Kimiko exclaimed, only to see a puzzled look on Torie's face. "Oh, you don't know about Wuya and Chase, do you?" Kimiko asked, continuing without waiting for an answer. "Well, Wuya is an evil Heylin witch, bent on retrieving the ancient Shen Gong Wu. Currently she is partnered up with Chase Young, a powerful, immortal man. And Jack Spicer, you met him, is basically their slave. He's trying to prove himself, although isn't doing to well. Does that answer your question?" Torie just chuckled at that last question.
"I never asked you anything," she replied, and Kimiko turned a bit red.
"Oh, well, I nev-" she started, stopping when she heard four impatient huffs. "Right, the Truth Contacts. Let's go." And with that, they mounted Dojo and flew off into the afternoon sky.
"Maybe if we finish early we can go Banana Boating," Torie commented, walking along the sandy beach accompanied by the other four monks. They looked at her oddly, making her sigh in exasperation. She used her index finger to acknowledge the bobbing yellow rafts attached to boats. They all mumbled undistinguishable words of understanding.
"Hello? I'm slowly turning purple and we're talking about being pulled in the ocean on a banana shaped raft?" Dojo complained, bringing everybody back to their senses.
"Well Dojo, purple is the new green," Torie joked, making Kimiko laugh. After her fashion joke, everyone looked along the beach, trying to decide where to start.
"Dojo, couldn't you just point us in the right direction?" Raimundo asked, and Dojo shook his head. "This Shen Gong Wu is hard to track, looks like we're going to be forced to split up." So they each grabbed a partner; Clay with Omi, Raimundo with Torie, and Kimiko with Dojo.
They each went separate ways, Kimiko and Dojo walking along the beach. "Dojo, I wish you'd have told me rocky point was a beach, I would've dressed better," Kimiko complained, having a nice point. Her short, brown hair was clipped back with two pink butterfly berets; the only helpful thing. She had worn a one sleeved, pink shirt, which was uncomfortable for ocean travel. The fact that she was wearing a jean skirt and high boots didn't help her out, either. She let out an aggravated sigh, kicking up a stone pebble, only to hear someone yelp in the distance. It only took a few seconds for her to realize it was none other than Jack Spicer, flying down with his Jackbots. Kimiko let out a gasp, Dojo flying into her hair to hide. 'Why did we split up?' she thought silently to herself, eyeing the hundreds of robots.
Omi and Clay were having no better luck searching the area above the beach. Opening a door, they stepped into a shed. "Owowowowowowowow! Claaaaaaay, that was my foot!" Omi shrieked, clutching his aching toes and bouncing up and down.
"Sorry little guy, but it's as dark as a pig's bellybutton in here," the cowboy replied, tipping his hat even though it couldn't be seen. He tried to find his fellow comrade, only to bump into the wall.
"Falcon's Eye!" Omi yelled, gazing around at his surroundings. "Watch out behind you Clay, Wuya is standing here." The Falcon's Eye fell off as Omi's eyes bulged out of his head. "Aaaaahhhhh! It's Wuya!" he screamed running around in circles.
"Ummm, why did you volunteer for us to search the water?" Torie asked, sitting on a surfboard with Rai as he paddled around.
"Because this way we won't get as hot," he replied simply, as if that were the most obvious thing in the world. "Ok, a few things. What do we do if a wave comes? If an enemy comes? Do you need your arms to surf? Can you surf with someone else on the board? And-" Rai cut her off.
"Ok, in order, surf, fight, yes, yes. Why did you ask about the arms though?" The question had been in his own head. But before he could answer Chase Young appeared from behind them, a surfboard of his own under his feet.
"Well, well, well. I see we have a new monk. Let's see how she mixes with water," Chase said mischievously.
"You're running out of worthless robots, Jack!" Kimiko panted, striking another one so it flew into the ground. "You should just give up, there's no way you can beat me." Jack laughed his evil laugh.
"I'm just trying to tire you so you'll be no threat while I search for the Wu," he said, snorting. "Then, I can capture you and all of your friends, leaving nothing in my way to world conquest!" Kimiko laughed.
"Nice speech, did it take you all night to think up?" Jack fumed. "Be quiet!" he shouted, throwing more Jackbots her way.
"Hold up there lil' partner, we have to stand up and fight this low down witch," Clay said, taking out his lasso. He threw it over Wuya, who just laughed.
"Please, is this supposed to hold me?" she mocked, cackling evilly.
"Nope, it is supposed to distract you!" Omi screamed, lunging towards Wuya and hitting her dead on. "What do you say now?" Suddenly Omi was thrown up high into the air, landing on top of the lunging Clay. They both fell to the floor, Wuya gazing down at them.
"I say, if I didn't have a job, I'd get rid of you two right now," she commented, smiling down at them.
"Chase Young!" they both gasped, taking out Shen Gong Wu. For Raimundo it was the Sword of the Storm, for Torie the Fist of Tebigong. Chase smiled at them, jumping up and grabbing the Sword of the Storm.
"I hope you don't mind if I borrow this. Sword of the Storm!" he yelled, making a sweeping motion with his hand. A giant wave came up behind them, slowly approaching while gaining power.
"Ah! What do we do?" Torie squeaked, and Rai shrugged.
"We surf it, duh." Torie looked like she was ready to burst. "Uh, one problem. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SURF!" she practically screeched.