A/N: Quick update! Flash forward a few years into present time!
As always the characters don't belong to me. They belong to their respective owners.
Recurring dreams
Raimundo woke up with a jolt. It was the same dream…someone calling him some other name and hugging him one last time before dropping him into water. He could still feel the cold seawater touch his face, now covered in sweat. He then stared at the moon…
He always knew he had been adopted. Although he sure looked Brazilian, something never felt just right with his family. He remembered that before he left, his mom handed over a small amulet with the word "Aian" written in platinum. He quietly looked for it and held it up to the moonlight.
Why hadn't his mom sold it to live a comfortable life?
Raimundo stared at it. It was a lovely trinket…probably worth more than ten thousand dollars in careful embroidery and precious metals. Then he noticed it was a locket.
"Hello! What's this!" he said as he tried to pry it open. Once it did click open, a little melody sleepily played. The young Dragon of Wind was completely enthralled by the little song…
"That is the song of our land…"a cold young voice said from behind. Raimundo turned around to face Chase, accidentally dropping the locket on to the floor.
"What do you want? Omi's not falling for that same crud you pulled last time."
"No. I am here for you," the master answered as he leapt out of the window.
"Where's your admirer, Spicer?"
"Don't know, don't care. I only came to keep a promise, and now," Chase said as he touched the locket lying on the cold dead floor.
Raimundo quickly picked it up and snuck it into his pocket. "You know where this came from, don't you?"
But it was too late…he was gone. Rai just stood there, with more doubts than a few hours ago.
Outside, standing on a tree branch, was Chase. He turned around to leave when that breezy hag voice said, "You have kept your promise to the kingdom. Young."
Wuya stared into the monk temple… "He has grown wonderfully."
"No…he is a spoiled brat."
"Takes one to know one. You're just jealous that he has the crown and you don't."
"Wuya, you are seriously pushing it. You are still a nanny-on-exile, if I don't remember right," Chase said with a smirk.
Wuya just glared at him and flew over to visit the wind dragon.
"Here's to hoping we can finally kill that bastard off."
"I toast to that," Wuja wheezed as she disappeared into nothing.