Theo: Strange. Here we are, in the next chapter, and yet Firekid has yet to return.

Joe: Yeah. Weird.

Theo: So I'll have to kill you. Eye of Dashi!

Joe: (grabs lightning and throws it back at Theo, causing him to drop Eye of Dashi) Theo, I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown!Last to fall wins! My Longi Kite against your Jet Bootsu.

Both: LET's GO! XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN!

Me: Let's go! Chapter 6!

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Wuya chuckled as a golem formed behind her, and the witch gestured over to where she had heard the thud.

"There's something over there. Go get it."

Meanwhile, staying in the form of a crow for so long was beginning to take its toll; mainly in the form of crow instincts which were best described as "find food, eat food, avoid large things with pointy teeth." And with the first thing on the list being "find food," Loki did just that. Hopping onto a lower ledge, she flew down to where the small red-haired kid's belongings had been scattered, and began pecking at the food that was there.

Theo slipped along the walls and towards the door. However, when he got there, he jumped out of the wall and into Joe's body. He searched through the boy's brain, found what he was looking for and left. At that moment, Joe woke up. Three golems advanced on him.

"Eye of Dashi, Thunder!" The electricity shot through the first, then the second and finally looped round to the third. A pile of stone lay on the floor. Satisfied, Theo disappeared.

Raimundo watched the golems limp off, tears starting in his eyes. "Wuya, please, you said I could have my heart's desire. I want my freinds. Alive! Please!" The Brazilian fell to his knees, staring up tearily at the Heylin witch. "Please..."

The boy squeaked and stumbled back a little when Jack pocked him. He hadn't even been aware the stranger had been that close until he had touched him. He look up at Jack with curiosity and a little fear. Normally he would never look up at someone, but he couldn't help it. He'd never had some one touch him unless they were angry, but this stranger didn't seem angry at all, which confused him. Then what the person had said slowly sunk in and he looked down at his cloths. He
pulled on the hem of his oversized shirt a little with a raised eyebrow. It was a old sweater that was oversized and gray, all though at one point it had been white. It had a few patches sown on it but even more tares that had never been fixed. The sleeves were way to long , nearly engulfing his hands, and the seems were so unraveled they were close to just falling off. The child looked back at Jack questioningly, all though this time his eye never wandered any further up than Jack's knees.

"My clothes are bad, sir?" he asked quietly.

The child was quickly distracted from Jack though when he heard the bird flying down. He looked away from Jacks knees and turned to see the bird pecking at his food only a few feet away from. He cocked his head in curiosity. He had always kind of liked bird and had never been this close to one before, also he didn't know they could get inside buildings.

Wuya growled softly as the lightning snaked through the golems, watching them collapse into rubble. That had to be the Eye of Dashi... which meant that had to be the Dragon of Thunder.

That meant there were three Xiaolin Warriors captured, one that had yet to be, and one ex-Warrior that seemed to be having some issues regarding killing his friends. That complicated things.

"Oh, Raimundo, you don't need your friends anymore; not when I can give you so many other things. You know that." A brief flash of light from Wuya's hand engulfed the entire room; after a mere second it dissipated and everyone was surrounded by more video games, sports equipment... anything Raimundo could ever want.

"Now... if you won't destroy them, I will."

Loki, in the middle of swallowing a large chunk of bread, paused and blinked. And looked from the taller red haired kid--the Brazilian one had called him Jack, right?-- to the shorter red haired kid, and back again.

"..." Huh, from a lower vantage point, one could have almost sworn there were some eery similarities.

"Please, don't make me do this..." Raimundo sobbed, collapsing to his knees. "What do you have to lose by letting them stay? You rule the world, Wuya...they're no threat to you! Just let me have my freinds!" Staring up pathetically, Raimundo knew it was no use. He couldn't bear to watch them be killed, and fled back to the safety of the room where Jack was.

Jack dismissed the question when the little boy was no longer paying attention to him, but to the crow that had landed a few seconds before then. Feeling uncomfortable with his kneeling position, Jack decided to sit cross-legged next to the kid as they watched the bird peacfully. Jack glanced over at him and noticed his red hair.

"Hmmm...about those clothes, I beleive I can make an ensamble for you. How would you like it if you came with me for a few minutes and I can get you fixed up?" Jack, who was in his visionary phase, had a big idea for this kid. He shall now become a Fashion Consultant.

"Jack Spicer, Evil Boy Genius, Fashion Consultant, Ex-Director." The name had a ring to it.

At that moment, Joe unleased a flash of lightning that engulfed Wuya and her golems. Omi, Kimiko and Clay used their elements to escape - Omi burst the bars with water, Kimiko burnt them off, and Clay smashed them. A shot of the Eye of Dashi freed Dojo. However, Wuya remained unharmed, though the golems were destroyed. Unfortunately, more rose from the ground almost instantly, and surrounded the Warriors. They stood back to back, readying themselves for a fight. Theo, who had heard the commotion, had come back, and was in a comfortable position on the ceiling.

"Bring it on," muttered Joe, the Eye of Dashi gripped tightly in his hand...

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Me: Jack Spicer, Evil Boy Genius, Fashion Consultant? What a strange idea!

Jack: Are you saying I'm strange?

Me: Er... yes. (sounds of fighting) Why don't you go disrupt that Xiaolin Showdown?

Jack: Cool! Jack-bots! ATTACK!

Me: R&R!