Previously, in this fanfic...

Raimundo, as you know, used the Reversing Mirror and Serpent's Tail to turn Wuya into her physical form. Her golems almost defeated the four remaining monks - Omi, Kimiko, Clay and Joe - but Joe's twin brother Theo saved them. He sent Joe back in time using a time machine. Raimundo has already started feeling lonely after leaving the monks. Jack Spicer was cornered by some of the golems, while a demon crow watched in confusion.

But you already know that, cos you read the first chapter. Right?

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"AAAAH! Ow..." Joe fell from the sky and crashed into the Xiaolin Temple. Except it was still being built.

"Right, if we're going to defeat Wuya, we need Dashi... well, he's not here." He turned and walked off to a village.

"You sent Joe 1500 years into the past without any idea of how to get him back? You, you..." shouted Kimiko, then paused to think of something to call Theo.

"Moron?" suggested Clay.

"Thank you. YOU MORON!"

"Hey, he sent himself. Kinda. Anyway, I should be able to fix..." The roof of the building was lifted off. A giant golem blocked out the sky.

"That's..." gasped Dojo. "Big." Then they were taken to Wuya's fortress.

"Hello? Anyone here?" called Joe into the empty streets. "Sheesh, you'd think there'd be someone around. Hey, there's someone over there." He walked over to where a man lay.

"Er... excuse me..." The man snored. Joe shook his leg.

"Huh? Wha?"

"Yeah, do you know where Grand Master Dashi is?"

"Who?"

"Grand Master Dashi. You know, greatest of all Xiaolin Dragons, saved the world from 1000 years of darkness. That Dashi."

"I do not keep up with current events. I do not know of this..." He yawned. "Dashi." Suddenly, a dragon came holding a pile of pink shirts.

"Dashi? I got good news and bad news. Good news, I hid the Wings of Tinabi in that well, just like you asked!"

"Dojo?" said Joe slowly.

"Bad news, I washed your white shirts with your red socks."

"Dashi?"

"You idiot Dojo!" shouted Dashi, smacking him with his hat. "You blew my cover!"

"Fine kid," said Dashi, glaring at Dojo. "What do you want? An autograph?"

"Er... actually, I need a puzzle box. To defeat Wuya."

"Wuya's locked away, and she ain't getting out. That's why I'm famous, remember?"

"But... she got out."

"When?"

"1500 years in the future!"

"Nutjob," said Dojo quietly. "Back away slowly."

"I think you'd better tell me the whole story." So Joe told Dashi everything that had happened since he had joined the Xiaolin Temple.

"Then Theo sent me back here," he finished.

"Let's spell it out together," said Dojo. "N-U-T-J-O-B. Nutjob."

"I believe you kid," said Dashi. Dojo jumped forward.

"Yeah, so hop back into your magic pixie time-machine and... you believe him?"

"Yeah, kid's got an honest face. I'll make you another puzzle box..."

"Thanks."

"But first, you have to beat me in a contest."

"A Xiaolin Showdown?"

"Yeah, that's a good name for it. Dojo, fetch the Sands of Time." Dojo walked off, muttering about 'nutjobs'. He came back holding an hour-glass.

"Right, get this pebble off me before the time runs out."

"Let's go. Xiaolin Showdown!" shouted Joe. The buildings rose and twisted, forming mazes.

"Nice effect!" commented Dashi.

"Gong Yi Tampi!"

"What does that mean?" asked Dojo.

"Go."

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