Me: And off we go with chapter 3...
Joe: And off we go with me bothering him...
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"Wake up, Joe!" called Omi. The Dragon of Thunder woke up to see the smiling monk looking into his room.
"What am I doing here? Wasn't I just using the Wu?" muttered the British boy.
"Shen Gon Wu!" cried Omi. "It is forbidden!"
"Forbidden? By who?"
"Lord Hannibal, of course. Are you very forgetful today?"
"Lord Hannibal? What have I done?" he groaned.
"Where're the others?" asked Joe.
"What is wrong with you? Between seven and eight o'clock, Raimundo and Clay clean the statues of Lord Hannibal, while me and Kimiko prepare his food."
"Kimiko? She's alive!"
"Why would she not be?" asked the monk, confused.
"This is all wrong, though!" muttered Joe. "How did Hannibal come to be 'Lord Hannibal?'"
"You should know the story," replied Omi, looking at him suspiciously.
"Could you, err, refresh my memory?"
"Well, after Lord Hannibal defeated Master Monk Guan, he helped Wuya to defeat Grand Master Dashi. They then had no trouble taking over the world."
"No! This is wrong! Master Monk Guan should be alive, Hannibal should have turned Chase Young to the side of evil, and Grand Master Dashi should have trapped Wuya in a puzzle box for 1500 years until she was released by Jack Spicer!"
"Jack Spicer? The Spicer family was killed years ago."
"What is going on here?" gasped Joe. He followed Omi out into the temple courtyard.
The sky was dark, and the ground was black. Nothing was growing. As he looked around, a man came up to Omi.
"You're late for your duties!" he shouted, and drew out a club. Omi lay down obediently and the man started beating him with the club. Omi winced each time he was hit. After a few minutes he stood up and staggered towards a building. The man turned to Joe.
"Why aren't you cleaning the statues of Lord Hannibal?" he shouted.
"Er… I've already done it…" replied the boy carefully, and ran after Omi. He found him working with Kimiko.
"How can you take this?" asked Joe. "You're Xiaolin Warriors!"
"Are you okay Joe?" asked Kimiko. "Don't you remember? All the Xiaolin Warriors were put to death. The practice has long since been forgotten."
"No it hasn't! You're the Dragon of Fire, Omi's the Dragon of Water, Clay's the Dragon of Earth, Raimundo's the Dragon of Wind, I'm the Dragon of Thunder! We travel the world collecting Shen Gon Wu to defeat evil…"
"You're crazy, Joe!" said Omi angrily. "Are you trying to get us killed? It's hard enough for us to serve Lord Hannibal without you shouting about Shen Gon Wu!"
"Oh, I'm crazy? I can prove it!" As he spoke, the guard lumbered through the door.
"Your work isn't finished! Get on the floor!" he shouted. Joe turned around and his hands glowed.
"What the…" the guard managed to say before Joe blasted him with electricity. He flew out of the door and landed heavily.
"You see? This world is wrong. We are Xiaolin Warriors. We need to find Clay and Raimundo." Omi and Kimiko followed reluctantly.
"Come on, we need to find them before the guards find us," he hissed. He turned a corner and found Raimundo and Clay scrubbing a statue. He then saw two men with whips standing behind them.
"Hurry up!" one of them shouted, and whipped Raimundo across the back. Joe forward, while Omi and Kimiko hid behind the wall.
"Come on!" shouted the other man, and whipped Clay. Joe walked nearer.
"I don't think you should do that again," he said loudly. The men looked at him and laughed.
"Do you hear me? I don't want you to do that again." The men laughed and one of them whipped Raimundo again.
"I'm going to say this one last time. Don't do that again."
"Or what? You'll bow to us?" chuckled the guard. He slashed at Raimundo and the boy fell to the ground.
"You should have listened," said Joe quietly. He jumped forward and punched one of the guards in the face, then kicked him in the stomach, making him fall back. The other swung his whip at him. The boy grabbed it and charged it with electricity. The man was blasted back and lay still. Joe turned as the first man ran at him again. Joe flipped into the air and caught the man below the chin, kicking him over the wall.
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Joe: Okay, Lord Hannibal? What are you thinking?
Me: Well, what would you do if you were writing it?
Joe: First, I'd---
Me: I don't really care what you think. I do care what the reviewers think. R&R!
Joe: Shut up...
