A Black Flame

A girl unlike any other holds a secret within herself. A secret that Chase Young wishes to know. A secret that could very well put in the fate of the world. A secret of an ancient curse upon herself….

OC Information

Name: Jewel (no last name)

Ethinicity: 3/4 Japanese, 1/4 American

Hometown: New York, America

Age: 16

Gender: Female, duh

Height: 5' 11"

Weight: average (not skinny, not fat)

Hair: Black

Eyes: Silver (they change color)

Skin: Tan, frequently turns pale

Catch-phrase: "What is normal?"

Fave Song: "Hemorrhage" by Fuel

Dressing: black biker jacket (given to her by her present boyfriend), black jeans, black halter top, black boots, black biker gloves, and she wears black eyeliner, and dark lipstick.

Weapon: None.

Special stuff: She is a rebellious, trouble-making, teenage orphan who knows nothing of where she came from or who her parents are. She has a special ability with her mind and eyes. She is able to manipulate objects, and see the future. In addition, whatever she wishes or wants to happen will, by her eyes. She is also cursed, for some reason. When struck by the light of a full moon, she turn into a black phoenix, but return late at night. However, as to how she was cursed, or where her power comes from is unknown to even her.

The streets of New York was crowded with passers-by, tourists, and shoppers that it seemed near impossible for a local to walk down them without bumping into so many people. That was what Jewel was. She was a local in New York, which was rare to find. In fact, most of the children at Day-Care Foster Care orphanage was locals in this forsaken city. That didn't mean that the staff at the orphanage was. As Jewel thought of them, she suddenly realized how she was going to tell them she got suspended for the fiftieth time since the beginning of her high school career? It was tough. She enjoyed making trouble, which they knew full well, and she enjoyed the evil, dark things in life.

Today, she had placed a cherry bomb in the boys' bathroom at her high school as pay-back for one of her ex's teasing her about being a whore. Who knew that, after the cherry bomb went off, the principle would catch her? It was luck, in Jewel's opinion. She was smart, well adapted, especially in Math and Language Arts, but she hated school. Period, just like any other teen in this world. She also noticed, from the few friends she had, that if someone didn't do so well in Mathematics, they was doing wonderful in Language, and vice versa. Her? Jewel was a freak of nature, because she was good at both. But now...

As she walked, she was remembering parts of her life. What about her name, Jewel? From what she knew, it didn't mean anything, but it was just her name. She did not know her last name, because she was found as a baby on the front steps of the orphanage. Her only family? The children and staff at the orphanage. She was close to being adopted, but for some, odd reason, she would be reconsidered and left behind. Mainly because she was a trouble-maker now, no one was willing to adopt her, and she was okay with that. The more she stayed, the more she began to realize...

Jewel pulled her black, biker jacket around herself. This was given to her by her present boyfriend, soon to be ex-boyfriend, Ricky. She didn't do so well in relationships. She was always showing guys up and acting, being, and knowing she was tougher than them. And it was a fact. She was stronger than most boys she knew, and she was tougher, and braver than them. For some reason, though, they didn't like that. Ricky, on the other hand, did. But she didn't feel comfortable with him. In fact, something tells her that the only reason he stays with Jewel is because he wants to get inside her pants. Like that's ever going to happen!

Weird things always seemed to happen to Jewel. Frequently, she would suddenly grow weak, tired, and ill, and in a brief moment, she would see things. Things that haven't happened yet. Things that haven't happened yet, but will. And, when Jewel wishes something to happen, somehow, it does. She also finds herself moving objects by her will, and to her, that was not normal.
"What is normal?" Jewel found herself saying on instinct.

That was her catch-phrase. Because almost everyone around was saying how they wished things were normal or that they should be normal or how things are normal, she would ask that as a response. The staff at the orphanage would complain about how Jewel acts and how she should change, she would say, "what is normal?" Her principle scolding her about how abnormal things she did, she would say, "what is normal?" No matter what, that was always her response when she heard the word, "normal." And she enjoyed it. It got on people's nerves, and annoyed the hell out of everyone. She liked it.

Jewel remembered how strange things became around her. She remembered when she and Ricky went to go see a movie, she blacked out in the middle of it, and didn't come to until the end of it, when Ricky was shaking her awake. When the two of them left and were coming home, she was so weak she could barely stand, let alone walk. It took all of her strength just to get home. Ricky was good to her, but sometimes too good, and that's what drove Jewel to suspicion.

As she walked home, about to cross the street to the orphanage, something strange came over her. She suddenly felt weak, tired, and ill. All the strength in her body suddenly dissipated, and Jewel was leaning against the wall, panting. She was short of breath, she couldn't breathe, and just as she was about to ignore it, pain flushed throughout her mind. It felt as if her mind was tearing. She couldn't think straight. She fell to the ground, and her eyes flashed red. She was seeing red, and her body shook with rage all of a sudden. Her sight became blurry, and at once, she was looking at somewhere else. She was looking along barren grass fields, and above stood mountainous cliffs. She stared up at the cliffs, and saw, standing on the edge of the cliff, was a boy. A boy with long dark hair, cat-like yellow eyes, and wore armor. Japanese armor. As she stood there, looking at this boy, she suddenly felt cold shudders run through her body. He was...evil. She could somehow immediately tell. He was evil.

At that moment, she fall to the ground, and Jewel was suddenly brought back to the now. Jewel was in New York, and she suddenly realize that she had seen something strange. She had seen the future.

Jewel stood up, trying to ignore this, and walked on towards the orphanage, trying hard to regain her strength. And her ability to walk.

The very thought of it...disgusted him. He, the powerful Chase Young. He could not believe what Wuya had just offered him. More minions? He already had enough trouble trying to deal with her and Hannibal Roy Bean. If she wants more minions to serve him, perhaps she would just leave. He didn't trust her, nor anyone else. It will take a long time to trust anyone, after he had been betrayed more than once. As Chase stood outside, staring down at the barren hills below his citadel, he suddenly realized, though, that he grew bored. Perhaps Wuya is right. She grows weaker against the Xiaolin Munks, and she has not been able to obtain the ShenGong Wu. In fact, it has been the incompetent Jack Spicer who was been more fulfilling far more than her. Perhaps he did need another minion. Someone who is willing to obey without question, someone who is willing to fight stronger than Wuya, someone...someone who may have a power unlike any other. Little Omi has already proven to be strong, but his loyalty had been broken against him, and Chase no longer longed for his service. He longed for another. A service unlike any other. A service...of a ...Chase did not expect what happened next. A pain of some sort. A pain in his chest. It was sharp and sudden, and as his hand rose to it, he suddenly sensed something. Chase closed his eyes, trying to focus on where, or what, he was feeling, and he saw it. Somehow, he saw someone walking alone, weak, tired, ill, but strong. Stronger than anyone could imagine. Stronger, possibly, than Wuya. The dragon could sense that power within them, just by seeing them. It was there. And he was willing to make them serve him. First thing he had to do...is to find them...

"Jewel, will you read to us again?" came the voice of a child from Jewel's bedroom door. There stood a group of small little kids, all staring at her with big, pleading eyes. The one in front was holding a book of fairy tales out. Jewel couldn't help but smile sweetly at them as she took the book, and the kids sat down around her bed, listening, as she began reading them the story of Aladdin. When she finished, the kids started laughing and cheering.

"If I had a magical jeanie, I'd wish for a big race car!"

"I'd wish for a doll house!"

"What would you wish for, Jewel?"

This came from a small kid with curly brown hair and brown eyes. He looked at Jewel as she suddenly thought of what she would wish for. She smiled, and decided to answer them honestly.

"I wouldn't wish for anything. You guys make me happy enough," she told them. Truth is, she would wish for an escape. She would wish to escape from this orphanage, from this life, and just live somewhere else, truly happy. These kids did make Jewel happy. In fact, they were the most precious thing to her. She loved the children, and one day, she would most likely open up a Day-Care center for children. Maybe even another orphanage. Who knows?

The kids asked for another story, so she read to them the story of Beauty and the Beast. Strangely, this one brought back memories. Faint memories. She loved this story, and she loved the movie. She remembered when she was little, the women would put in this movie, and Jewel would be the first to sit before the TV. and watch it. She loved the story, and a part of her wished that she would the heroin in the story, Belle, and dance with a charming beast who later turns into a handsome prince.

Just as she was at the end, one of the staff members there came in. It was a woman whom everyone called Shantell. She came in, and looked at Jewel.

"Someone's here for you, Jewel," she said.

"Is it Ricky? Tell him I'll see him later. I'm busy," she responded to her.

"No, it's not Ricky. It's another young man. He says he would like to talk to you," Shantell spoke to her.

"What does he look like?" Jewel asked her.

"Long dark hair-"

"Probably one of my ex-boyfriends," she brushed off.

"And yellow eyes."

At once, Jewel was frozen in her spot. Dark hair, yellow eyes...in her heart, she was praying it wasn't him….

"What...what is he wearing?" she asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Armor. Weird attire for someone so young, and he has a woman with him. Beautiful, yet creepy," Shantell spoke.

At once, Jewel was on her feet and racing past Shantell. She didn't notice the children were following her. She entered the entrance hall of the orphanage, and at once gasped at whom she saw. A young man with dark hair, yellow, cat-like eyes, and wore armor. The woman beside him, though, was very beautiful. She long, fanning, red hair that resembled wings and green, bird-like eyes. She had claw-like hands, and fangs. She wore a short black dress with purple outline at the sleeves and the bottom.

"Oh, my God..." she muttered softly. It was the boy from her vision. Jewel stepped back, suddenly stunned by his appearance, and the woman's appearance. She did not know what to do. She could immediately sense the evil around them. Especially around the man….

"Jewel, if this is one of your stupid ex-boyfriends, tell him to take a hike!" yelled one of the staff, a man named Immanuel.

"Silence!" the stranger yelled, and he shot out a hand, and at once, Immanuel was flown across the room, crashing into the wall, and into unconsciousness. At once, Jewel feared the lives of the children. She turned to them, and for the first time ever, she felt fear run through her body.

"Hide, kids! Don't let them find you!" she commanded them, and at once, the children backed away, and began whimpering. She didn't know what to do. She just wanted them to be safe. She didn't care what happened to her. Just as long as they would be safe.

I wish I could protect the children!

"So, she cares for the little ones, huh?" the woman spoke in a dark, mature voice. She flexed her fingers, and a green flame formed in it. At once, the flame stretched and tried to reach the children, but at once, Jewel ran before it, and her eyes flashed red. The flame split, and seemed to be repelled by something invisible. A shield. Jewel's wish had come true. She could protect the children.

Something came to her mind, and her hand rose to her mouth. At once, she bit down on her wrist, and drew blood. And as it dripped down, she began to imagine pain running through them. Running...bleeding...screaming...she wanted that to happen to them. She wanted them to suffer.

"Please, be careful, Jewel!" the kids cried from behind her. Jewel nodded. And then, charged at the strangers, her blood covered fist raised. She was aiming for the man.

Her fist came down hard, but he dodged her completely, but fist went into the ground, opening it up into a hole, and then the man kicked her across the face. She crashed into the wall, and she felt blood pour from her face.

"Show me your power! Show me what you're capable of! Or your precious welps will die!" he commanded in a stern voice. A voice that would haunt Jewel's dreams….

"No...please, don't..." she stuttered, trying to stand back up, but Jewel was feeling weak and tired. She looked up at him, seeing his yellow eyes flare with evil and rage. Something that...attracted her...

"Show me," he commanded, and at once, her body began to hurt all over. It began to surge with pain, uncontrollable pain, but her main thought...was on the children. Protect them at all cost.

"I'll never let you hurt them!" she spat at him. He seemed enraged by Jewel's action, and flew at her. His hand wrapped around her throat, and she gasped for air as his fingers wrapped around her windpipe. His voice hiss to her.

"Join me, Jewel. Serve me. Fight for me. Or else your little welps will die," he commanded. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't speak, but there was enough energy and strength in her for her hands to claw at his wrist, trying to make him let her go.

"P...Please...don't..." she gasped, but his hold grew tighter. She was going to die. As her vision went blurry, she saw the woman standing over the children, green flames in her fingers, prepared to strike the children. Then darkness took over her.

"Alright..."

At once, he released her, and she fell to the ground, recovering her breath, and clutching her throat to ease the pain that was going through her. She coughed, spitting up blood, and looked up at him. He was glaring down at her, and she could feel the evil in his stare.
He grabbed the front of her shirt, and yanked her up onto her feet. She was shaken enough to where she almost fell.

"I will serve you, if you do not harm them," she told him, directly looking into his eyes. She could feel her eyes return to normal, and he released her. He then turned to the woman.

"Let's go," he commanded, and the woman trailed after him out of the building, and, after taking one last, sad look at the children, Jewel followed as well, leaving her old life behind...