Been long enough since I put my fingers to work and got typing...I apologize for the delay. School's out, so I should be able to be more productive, typing-everything-up-wise... anyway, once again, it's...Review Reply Time!
JackSpicersKindaGirl: Yep, Jodii's going to show up again...in about chapter six or seven, since I'm obsessive over setup and intro, figuring out how to get it to actually seem plausible however...let's just say my mind's still going full tilt on how to get it to flow correctly...Your story's looking pretty good, from what there is so far, and I can't wait to read more of it!
Cara the Jack Fan: I'm not an OC fan, either, normally-even though my mind spits them out regularly if I don't keep it in check. Hn...Jodii's situation is a bit difficult to describe...It'sa bit like schizophrenia, except Spider is a being in her own right...I suppose I could call her a Guardian Angel, but, honestly, that doesn't work-especially when your 'angel' can take over your body and cause you even more trouble...The closest you can really come to defining it is...like Wuya. Except...without the whole 'conquer the world evil' thing, and with a few abilities Wuya doesn't have, which should come up when she and Jodii reappear...
Cheers! (Summary and Disclaimer in Chapter One, as stated in the previous chapters...)
"Where have you four been?" Dojo's voice was piercing, full of horror at the fact that the warriors had vanished in the early hours of the morning-he'd pounced and started railing at them the moment they'd stepped inside the temple.
"And What is He doing here?" One claw moved to point accusingly at a thoroughly bored-and slightly irritated-Jack Spicer, who sat, cross-legged near the monks. He shifted, slightly, resting his head on one hand-his elbow was resting on his knee-and blew a stray lock of hair out of his face, rolling his eyes as he did.
"Golly, Dojo, 'm sorry, but we were all havin' more fun than a vampire in a blood bank, an'-"
Jack interjected almost immediately, already sick of the lecture, which he could tell had only just begun, and that he had already realized that he would be forcibly subjected to. "Oh, come off it, you oversized gecko."
At this, the faces of the monks-and Dojo-snapped to face him-the monks flabbergasted, Dojo furious.
"How much time off have you given these guys?" Jack snorted, then, in a sudden bout of 'I'm feeling comfortable, so screw you, I'm going to do as I please'-well, another one, that added to his current rant-and stretched his arms above his head for a moment, before flopping onto the floor, rolling his eyes and moving so one leg was resting on his other knee.
He smirked at the reactions this action garnered, and continued, his voice taking a more insolent inflection. "All I've heard about is Wuu-chasing and training, training, training." He jerked a thumb towards Omi. "He's been here his whole life, right? How often has he had a chance to slack off and be a kid?"
He put his hands behind his head, turning his piercing, red-eyed gaze from the dragon to the ceiling-which he found much more fascinating.
"At least I can make my work a hobby at the same time, and get the chance to screw off and be a kid once in awhile." He grinned. "If I can take a break from plotting world domination-as a one-man team, I might add-I'm pretty sure these guys-who are not only a group of four but have you and a ton of monks to use as back-up-can take a day off from saving the world."
The young dragons were silent for a time, then finally nodded-they'd thought this before, though not at quite the same level as the disrespect as Jack was showing at the current moment.
There was a long silence, and, after several moments, Omi looked around, then grinned, hugely, breaking the silence-his voice was a bit uneasy, but, on the whole, he sounded like his energetic, cheerful self. "It was hot!"
"Cool." Jack's correction was, however, lost in the sudden deluge as the four dragons began chattering at once-retelling the events of the day to Dojo, with a childlike amount of enthusiasm.
"…Well…" Dojo scowled, trailing off, as he tried to find a decent response-a thread of smoke escaped his jaws as he stared at the three, annoyed. He began to speak again, when Master Fung entered.
"Ah. Jack." Master Fung's tone said, quite simply, that he had expected this, and Jack blinked at him, taken aback-this action was, of course, complicated by the fact that Master Fung had entered through the door behind him, and he had to crane his head back, but he managed it all the same.
"Uh…Hi." He paused, then raised one hand, uneasily, and waved, uneasily, at the old monk.
"I had a feeling you were the reason our young monks were absent…" The old man's features-which had gained a wrinkle or two in the years since the four monks had first come to the temple-crinkled into a serene, knowing smile. "Your method of getting their attention was quite effective-you woke me, as well."
Jack looked panicked, for a moment, then relaxed visibly as Master Fung directed his attention to the-actual-dragon.
"Dojo?"
"Yes, Master Fung?"
"No harm was done. Leave the children to their fun." The smile twitched at the corners. "I suppose even our young monks may benefit from time off…"
Dojo looked as though he was about to protest-he'd gone so far as to move a bit towards Master Fung-but was stopped as the old monk-who had half-turned towards Jack, turned back towards him. "Dojo Kanojo Cho."
The dragon vanished from the room like a shot, and Master Fung returned his attention to Jack.
"You are an interesting young man, Jack Spicer. If you wish you may visit our temple freely…So long as you come with the intent of being neutral, at the very least."
Jack stared for a few moments more, then sat up, and twisted around to stare at the smiling monk. "Uh-whuh…" He trailed off, his mouth working as he tried to find the proper words.
"…I guess I can do Chaotic Neutral sometimes…" He looked uncertain, but Master Fung simply nodded.
"Acceptable. Can you do that without deciding to destroy our temple?" Jack didn't notice the laugh in the man's voice, and simply answered, self-assuredly.
"I can do that."
Omi, without waiting for the exchange to finish, grinned, delightedly. He tackled Jack, who blinked at him, bewildered.
"Friend Jack, you must stay with us for the night, at the very least!"
Jack paused, then, uncertainly, mumbled. "I can do that?"
Master Fung allowed a chuckle to escape his lips. "You can."
"I can, then…"
Omi grinned. "Friend Jack, you can sleep on my cot!"
…And no, don't read too much into that last comment of Omi's. I couldn't help it-I can just picture him saying that. childish giggling
Anyways, I had a bit more I could have added to this chapter, but I decided that ending it on that comment was too much to resist...I was sure I had some more to say, here, but I seem to have forgotten it...
Note: Just a quick thing, a…teaser if you will: there will be an attack(probably) that is called the Heylin Hammer. Speculate as you will.