"Congratulations!" Said Raimundo, smiling widely.

Kimiko gaped at him for a moment before returning to normal.

"That's brilliant!" Said Tammy, "Congratulations!"

"Wow, Kimiko getting married!" Laughed Raimundo.

Yuuji smiled back and Kimiko slowly allowed a smile to spread across her face as well, despite her obvious surprise at Raimundo's cheery reaction.

"Thanks a lot!" said Yuuji.

"This is great," Said Tammy.

"Yes … thank you!" Said Kimiko, taken aback as Tammy hugged her.

Yuuji and Tammy began walking up the street. Kimiko and Raimundo stood and looked at each other as all sound drowned out.

Raimundo suddenly reached out and pulled her into a hug. She gasped as she fell against him.

"This doesn't change anything." He whispered, "I still love you and I know you love me."

"I love you as a best friend Raimundo," Said Kimiko, pulling away.

"Best friends don't do what we did last night." Said Raimundo, walking up the road, still smiling.


"Jack!" Called Ashley, looking up and down the corridor, "Jack Spicer where are you?"

"Whoa, last name included. He must be in trouble." Said a familiar voice.

Ashley looked around to see Jermaine, leaning against the wall.

"Jermaine!" Ashley said, hugging him, "How are you settling into the 'Rebellion life'?"

"Not bad." Said Jermaine, "Got myself a nice house and everything's free. I'm gonna find Kimiko and ask her if she set me up as part of the guard or something, since she already knows I'm a pretty good fighter."

"Haven't you spoken to her yet?" She asked.

"Not since we first arrived." Said Jermaine, "I think she was a little 'distracted'."

"Well I haven't left the medical wing since I got here, but Jack's wandered off somewhere." Said Ashley, "Speaking of which, I should get back to trying to find him."

"Well, hopefully, I'll see you around." Said Jermaine, "I think I owe you for breaking me out."

Ashley looked at him through her blonde braids.

"Jermaine … Jack and I are ..." She said.

"What? Yeah, I know!" Said Jermaine, "I didn't mean … I wasn't hitting on you or anything!"

"Right," Said Ashley, "well … maybe you can buy me dinner as pay back!"

"See you around." Said Jermaine, walking away quickly.

Ashley watched him and then turned around. She walked through the dark building and down, out and onto the street. There, standing on the path was Jack.

"Jack?" Asked Ashley.

"It's beautiful." Said Jack, quietly.

"What is?" Asked Ashley.

"The sky." Said Jack.

"Jack … we're underground." Said Ashley.

"I know, but I was thinking about the outside," He sighed and looked down at her, "The air is so clean up there and … the sky Ash, you can see the sky!"

"Maybe one day we'll be able to go back up there." Said Ashley.

"But for now we've got to stay hidden. Wanted fugitives." Said Jack.

"Something like that." Said Ashley, "Maybe you should be resting?"

"I've been resting for too long." Said Jack, looking down at his feet.

He closed his eyes in pain and put a hand to his head.

"It won't stop pounding." He said, "I can still feel them … trying to break inside."

Ashley put a hand on his shoulder. He looked down and put and arm around her shoulders.

"Don't worry, it will stop." Said Ashley.

"I don't think it will," Said Jack, "I'm not right anymore … I'm not sure I ever will be again."

"Of course you will." Said Ashley, "You need to get better to fight them!"

"A big fight it coming." Said Jack, "but it won't be between us. They'll all fight each other. There is talk of rebellion within the heart of the enemy and they will all fall at our feet, but raise again to be stronger than ever."

"How can we stop them?" Asked Ashley.

"We can't, but they can." Said Jack.

"Who can?" Asked Ashley.

Jack raised a hand and pointed to where Tammy, Yuuji, Kimiko and Raimundo were walking up the street.


Clay sat opposite Omi. He wasn't going to talk or wake up because Clay was there. There was nothing else Clay could try. It was up to Yuuji to get Kimiko to help out now. Omi had always had a soft spot for Kimiko; maybe she could get through to him.

Clay took a breath and let it out slowly in a deep sigh.

"You are tired." Said Omi, speaking for the first time since Raimundo had left.

"So are you." Said Clay, looking at the bags under Omi's eyes.

"My tiredness is of unimportance." Said Omi, "All that is important is that Master Chase Young finds out where I am."

"Trust me little partner," Said Clay, "Chase Young ain't comin',"

Clay got the impression that Omi was no longer listening. His eyes had widened and his breath was being held, right from when Clay called him 'little partner'.

"Omi? You remember something?" Asked Clay.

"L … little … partner …" Said Omi, "I have been called this before? … No! I don't remember …"

"Omi!" Said Clay, "come on! You can do this! Remember the dragon inside of you!"

"Dragon?" Asked Omi, still staring blankly.

"Do you remember anything?" asked Clay.

Omi closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were dark and cold again.

"I remember that you are a traitor to Master Chase Young! Emperor of Evil!"

"Evil!" Said Clay, "Chase Young is EVIL!"

"Chase Young is doing what is in his best interest, as all people do!" Said Omi.

"Actually, most people look out for each other!" Said Clay.

Clay took off his hat and stared back at Omi.

"How about we play a game?" Said Clay.

Omi continued to glare at him.

"I say a word and you tell me if it rings any bells," Said Clay, "anything at all!"

"Fine, I shall play your common game!" Said Omi.

"Xiaolin Temple." Said Clay.

"It is where the first members of the Rebellion set up head quarters before they retreated most shamefully below ground." Said Omi.

"That would be a no." Said Clay, "How about, 'Jack Spicer'?"

"A spy discovered by Chase Young and broken out by you." Said Omi.

"Katnappe?"

"Another spy, also captured by chase Young. Broke out with another prisoner."

"Jermaine."

"That is him."

"Monks?"

"Members of the Rebellion."

Clay frowned and rolled his eyes. He then looked back at Omi.

"Dojo." He said.

Omi frowned this time. He seemed to be concentrating.

"No … I don't remember … at least I don't think I …" He said.

"Clay." Said Clay.

Omi frowned again. He knew that name, somewhere other than from this grown cowboy.

"I'm … not sure." Said Omi.

"Raimundo." Said Clay.

"I … think I have heard it …" Said Omi.

"Kimiko!" Said Clay, more urgently.

"Yes … I believe I know her … but not from the Rebellion … a story perhaps? A memory from before I became an orphan maybe." Said Omi.

"Master Fung?" Asked Clay.

"Master Fung … he said that name … who is he?" Asked Omi.

Clay looked sadly at him.

"Master Fung is the person who took you in after you were orphaned." Said Clay, "He taught you how to fight … you're a chosen one Omi. That's why he picked you out."

"I … no! Chase Young brought me up!" Said Omi.

"Tell me … what's your earliest memory?" Asked Clay.

"I … it is not relevant!" Said Omi.

"No, I think it is." Said Clay.

"I … I … I think it was when I was young … I was in Chase Young's home and … there were people there who shouldn't have been." Said Omi.

"Strange, most people can remember a lot more than just their early teens." Said Clay, "The people, who were they?"

"I … I'm not sure." Said Omi.

"Think hard Omi." Said Clay, "Who was it?"

"It was you." Said Omi, "I remember you and … another boy and Jack Spicer and a girl and a green serpent!"

"That other boy was Raimundo and the girl was Kimiko. The serpent is a dragon called Dojo." Said Clay, "They were your friends Omi. We hope that we still are. You're still in there!"


Wuya watched the army that was stood in front of her and a smile of satisfaction spread across her face. She blinked sharply and flicked her red hair back.

"Wuya!" Said one of them, stepping forward, "We are growing impatient! When do you intend to attack those loyal to Chase young?"

"When the time is right." Said Wuya.

"When will that be?" They asked.

"When I say so." Said Wuya, "You have all done well! However, there is no need to rush. Chase Young is growing weaker and unstable. He has been relying on Omi for too long, and now that Omi is gone, it is only a matter of time before Chase Young loses himself completely. That! That will be the time to attack!"

There was a murmur of agreement.

"Why should we follow you?" Asked another soldier.

"Do you really want to follow Chase Young? A man who is dependent on someone whose heart secretly lies with the enemy? It is only a matter of time before they break through Chase young's loyalty spell! Then Chase Young will lose his strongest ally and the Rebellion will gain there's!" Said Wuya.

"How is that any better?" Asked another soldier.

"Because, they are already weaker than us! We have the weapons and technology!" Said Wuya, "We will win!"

A cheer went up again from the crowd. Wuya soaked it in. She was a goddess and they were the worshippers. Phase two complete; she had an army of her own. Now she just had to bide her time until Chase was too weak to do anything. Then they would win and she would once again control the world.


Raimundo and Tammy separated from Yuuji and Kimiko and went to dinner.

"Isn't it great … about them?" Said Tammy.

"It's about time Kimiko got a little more happiness." Said Raimundo.

"Hmm," Said Tammy, "but I think you deserve your fair share too."

"I'm with you aren't I?" Said Raimundo as she linked arms with him.

"You've already slept with me once Raimundo, no need to try and flatter me again." Said Tammy.

"Hey, I thought we were starting fresh," Said Raimundo.

"Starting fresh doesn't always mean forgetting the past." Said Tammy, "I know there are things that you can't forget and there are things that I can't forget either. We have to learn from our past to truly start fresh."

"When did you get all psychological on me?" Asked Raimundo jokingly.

Tammy sighed deeply and smiled at him.

"Do you think that you'll ever get Omi back?" She asked.

"I recon that once we get Kimiko to help out, it'll be easier." Said Raimundo.

But then again, he thought, that was the hard part.


(A/N) I wish I could write a happy Author's Note, but I seriously can't. This is because a few people got in contact with me saying 'There's this story on whish is really similar to your story, I think you should check it out', but I was just like, nah, it can't be that similar. A few similarities I don't mind. However, I then got an email saying 'look, this story is almost the same as your 'Remember me Rai?' story and I think you should look at it because I think they copied it'. So I went to check it out. A FEW SIMILARITIES! They copied my story almost word for word, just adding in extra stuff! (Not even right stuff! Like the characters last names.)

I was soooooooooo pissed off! I mean, what sort of person copies someone else's story? 'Can You Remember?' my Irene whatshername is a complete rip off and if you don't believe me, just read the first chapter of each and that should be all the proof you need! It ends on the same cliffhangers and has the same the same dialogue. She says she got the idea over a year and a half ago, then how come she's only put it up this month? She recons it's only 'similar'. Well the fact that it's same the same right down to 'Kimiko put her hand on her hip' and 'it was probably just a mountain goat or something'. I'm sorry but there is a difference between coincidence and down right stealing Irene.

I've given her until Sunday night to take her story down or I'm reporting it and if it doesn't get taken down even after that? Well my friend, prepare for goddamn war! I'm not going to stop until she's seen for what she truly is! If people just ask me 'hey, can I borrow a FEW of your ideas?' and tell me what they are, then that's okay, in fact I find it really flattering just so long as they don't just copy my story.

A huge thank you to everyone who warned me about this story and all of the people who went and told her that it was the same as my story (even is she did ignore you). You people are gonna get a story dedicated to you when I start writing another one! I can't say how much it means to me that you lot stuck by me. You are seriously great people and great friends!

Lots of luv, Becky.