Title: Impending Doom
Summary: he was tired of waiting for the day, he was angry time wouldn't bend to his will and go by faster. When the day came he'd make them ALL pay... dearly, rated T: for swearing and impeding doom
Disclaimer: Xiaolin Showdown not owned by me.
Chapter 4- It's Too Late
"Good job," Master Fung congratulated them when they had returned.
Then he took the pendent and locked it up where he hoped no one would ever find.
Hopefully this will mean the end of Raimundo's dream, He thought.
But it certainly wasn't the end of Raimundo's dream.
Some where in another dimension one is waiting for the day. The day they can escape their eternal torment and be free. When the day comes this world, your world is doomed for eternity. The day is now at hand.
Raimundo awoke with a start his breathe caught in his throat. He gasped for much needed air.
It came again! He thought, but it changed it said the day is now at hand. Before it had said the day is both close at hand and far away it seems. What? That can't be! And he saw eyes, fiery golden orbs staring at him out of the darkness as if they were lights of their own. It was too clear- too nerving; and also as blurred as always.
Raimundo glanced at the clock, 4:54, the same time as the previous two nights. He growled knowing he could do nothing.
Today was the day! And tonight was the night! Oh, he couldn't wait for the night. Everything was perfect, Jack thought as he got up.
All he had left to do was make the final arrangements, he thought as he got changed. No one would know what hit them, not the monks, not the Dragons, not Chase, not even Wuya. They were all too late to stop him now, he continued his ranting thoughts as he went down to his lair, and they never even thought to try. It was too bad for them. He on the other handed had waited and waited for this day. The day he'd open the portal and...
"Oh goody the Genius is musing," Katnappe laughed as she came down.
Oh and her too. How could I forget her, He thought.
"What are you doing here" Jack growled, "And how'd you get in!"
"You call that defense!" Katnappe laughed, as she meant the Jackbots that surround his compound.
"What do you want!" Jack asked going to one of his work benches to fix up one of his robots.
"I was just bored," She sighed, staring at him, "got anything planned?"
"No," Jack told her. Just world domination.
"Yay, so your bored too?" she asked and came closer to him.
"Look, me parents have this big day planned for today, some type of get together party that I have to go to, so leave," He lied to her, and started to go upstairs.
"A party!" she squealed happily following him.
"Yeah, and no you can't go," he said quickly, opening the door and turning back at the top of the stairs to look at her "invited guests only."
"Oh, c'mon you're no fun!" she purred coming up right beside him.
"I don't make the rules," he sighed and looking at her, "and quite frankly I can't stand you. So stop showing up here!"
With that he pushed her through the open door. Slamming it in her face and locking it before he went back down.
Did that seem even more rude than normal? Katnappe thought as she left.
Raimundo was unusually quite that morning. He was in a grim state of affairs and didn't want to speak to anyone. That dream had really gotten to him. Deep down in his heart he knew it was true; they were all screwed. He just didn't know who was responsible, how he could stop them, or when it would happen.
"RAIMUNDO, PASS THE MILK!" Clay shouted at the Brazilian.
That effectively knocked Raimundo out of his thoughts, "Hmm?"
"Geeze, I only said pass the milk like thirty times," Clay sighed, "you're more deaf than a bat at a rock concert."
"That made absolutely no sense," Raimundo assured him, as he passed him the milk.
"Yeah, you running out of puns your down home puns?" Kimiko laughed, as she finished off her bowl.
"No," Clay said irritated.
"Sure," Raimundo laughed for a second forgetting his doom and gloom attitude.
"Raimundo, did you have that dream again?" Master Fung asked quietly as he came in to greet the young monks a good morning.
"Yes," Raimundo said and slumped back down, doom and gloom attitude returning.
"So, tell us about it," Kimiko said, getting up to put her bowl away.
"I already told you," Raimundo said, angrily waving it off.
"What you told us was pretty vague," Clay reminded him.
"The whole thing is kind of vague," Raimundo sighed.
"Any particular part stick out in your mind?" Master Fung asked eyeing Raimundo.
"Well, that stupid voice," Raimundo said, after thinking for a moment.
"What did it say?" Kimiko asked.
Raimundo raised an eyebrow debating on whether or not he should repeat the words to the others.
"Well?" Omi asked, pouring more sugar on his cereal.
Raimundo sighed and decided it would be best to tell them.
So Raimundo told them exactly what the voice had said the first two days he had heard. And then he told them what it had changed today from what it had said the other two days.
This new news shocked the other three monks and concerned Master Fung. He knew a number of things that the voice could be talking about. But known of these things had any chance of getting into this world or so he thought.
"That's really scary," Kimiko said flatly.
"So were the images that go along with it," Raimundo sighed.
"And what was in these images," Master Fung asked.
"Mostly just a shadowy figure sitting alone in the dark and the world darkened and on fire. Oh, and today there was a pair of eyes," Raimundo sighed and got up to leave, "I don't feel like practicing today. Forgive me, Master Fung."
Raimundo got up and made for his room. All he felt like doing was lying in his bed.
"You can come and get me if a new wu comes, but otherwise just leave me alone," Raimundo said as he left.
"Rai's really bummed isn't he?" Clay asked watching the Wind Dragon go.
"Yeah, he believes his dream," Kimiko said, "I hope it's not real."
"For the sake of the world let's hope it is just a dream," Master Fung said as he too left, "the rest of you have practice in an hour."
"Yes, Master Fung," the remaining monks submitted as they went about the daily morning chores.
Finally the hour arrived Jack had been rather thrilled all day long. If thrilled had been the right word anyway.
After all these years finally he'd be free and they could take over the world.
The dark stranger waited too. He could feel it in every bone of his body. His release from the prison was coming. The days of torture were to end, his torture that is. Jack would keep his promise. They were allies and he needs me as much as I need him. He laughed darkly as they prison around him started dissipate. The very walls seemed to melt away into black nothingness. And then, he was standing in room and Jack was right in front of him.
"I kept my promise," Jack said darkly, "welcome home, brother."
End chapter 4
