Yamato: ¬¬ (looking at Lady Lizgon lying unconsciously on the computer table) What the hell are you doing?

Me: x.x Too… much… stories… to… do…

Yamato: (shout back) Maybe it's because you make them lot of stories! Those pieces of wasting time! Hn!

Me: ¬¬ (angry vein mark throbs on her forehead)

Zu: Disclaimer: Lady Lizgon does not own Xiaolin Showdown and Spirit World and its characters but her sheng-gong-wu and her ideas. Now onto the story!

Chapter 3 – Into the Spirit World

The green-eyed spirit walking sulkily through the tunnel along with Zu and Kimiko ignoring their native language exchanged each other. Geez! One minute Zu and I stepped in the cave and next thing I know they're talking my ear off!

Ar closed his dark forest green eyes, continued walking until he stepped onto the strange symbol.

"WATCH OUT!"

It was all he heard the cry out from Zu and Kimiko as his world suddenly turned into darkness.

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The Dragon of Earth and Water watched the small dragon searched on the wall, hoping for the hidden key. "Huh. What are ya doin'?" Clay asked, tilting his oversized cowboy hat and glanced down at his small friend.

"Something suppose to be the key…" Dojo muttered scratching his furry ears in confusion. "I'd recalled that human sealed an spirit in there and created that kind of a key for that door. But where?"

"Is this one…" Omi called to them, pointing at the huge picture hanging over their heads. The Dragon of Earth and the green dragon quickly looked up and nearly dropped their jaws when they glazed at the picture.

The picture of the titanic white dragon with sparking emerald eyes while it bared its fangs at the small human wield the magic caster. In the background of the pallid mountain and the white trees as they realized the same place they arrived from the outside.

"As I thought so! The real Dragon of Wind and this human we believe a dark sage who sealed him in the dark magic. Probably a mirror as I heard from the rumor years ago." Dojo exclaimed, snapping his small claws in realization.

The two chosen stared at him in awe and surprise as then they returned back to the picture. "This is most interesting…" Omi trailed, his dark eyes sparkling in awe. He clapped his small hands in almost happiness and grinned so wide enough it hurt.

While in the darkness, the figure watched the chosen ones and a dragon and then a smirk appeared on the face.

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There is no shape to flowing water.

The blowing winds can't even be seen.

No matter what the situation is, the conclusions are free.

The pallid wings beats in the sky, the long and smooth white tail sway almost in lulling song as it flew past the beautiful clouds. The beautiful dragon flew over the mountain field and quickly gains its speed by flattering its wings.

Because you and I are two different people.

Hobbies, walking speed nor the way we communicate,

Our thoughts are different.

Its reflected by the river as it bellowed to another kin in greeting and flattered its wing. The green dragon bellowed back to the white dragon and returned to the river to drink. The white dragon returned to its journey again.

Times change.

Amongst the memories of the two, we are.

Though troublesome,

Ever searching for someone else and the future.

The blue dragon glared at the green dragon for bothering its preys. Above it, the dragon chuckled and realized its mate already at its side. The green eyes locked to the blue eyes, they danced around each other in the sky.

Living stronger than once thought.

Seeking a special love.

The human in the cloth of a monk huffed, wiping the sweats from his forehead and looked up at the two dragons slowly apart from each other. He smiled, leaning against his long stick as the green small dragon climbed to his shoulder and started complaining to the monk.

Getting confused in the tough days,

True heart for mystery eyes.

While the sunset began to fall, the black haired man sleeping on the roof and awoke to see the dragon surfed through the wind. Sitting up to his knees, he smiled and heard the door opened and it revealed the northern monk with the spear.

Don't let go of that hand.

So that you won't get lost once more.

The northern monk quirked an eyebrow at the lone monk as the yellow small dragon climbed to the monk's shoulder, huffing at its heavy weight. The monk rolled his eyes and makes a smart comment to the small dragon. The small dragon screeched in protest when it needs meat after all.

Even we hurt each other.

Just keep searching for the answers.

Meanwhile the sage halted his track on the snow and looked over his shoulder, glaring coldly at the white dragon in the distance. The shadow looked up to its master in question and narrowed its blind eyes. The sage humphed and turned back to his journey again, leaving the shadow in the snow.

During the times we get lost.

To the next place.

The dragon fought the sage in next day, screeching in rage as it was tricked and trapped in the mirror. Then the several years passed by, the boy came and unconsciously took the dragon's mourning spirit in his soul. While the immortal body still trapped in the mirror, waiting for the seal to be broken.

You take your way.

Hold me.

I feel so all in secret life.

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In the unknown place, the boy snored sleeping on the grass… Wait a second! The grass? He immediately opened his eyes and sat up quickly, looking around in confusion. "Where I am?" He said to himself, standing up to his feet.

Almost like the earth except no sight of city or temples, including the animals. He paused. Only the wind, the sky, the forest, and the ocean he noticed surrounding around him. What's going on?

"Looks like we are back to the spirit world again." Zu replied behind him as the green eyed spirit spun back to him and stared at him.

"But this is different…" Ar said trailing off as Zu nodded in agreement.

"Hello? I'm still here!" As the boys looked back to the girl in surprise and then they looked at each other in question. "What's going on? What's spirit world?" The Dragon of Fire asked impatiently, tapping her foot on the grass and scowled darkly at the boys.

Zu held his chin thoughtful, making a face. "It's impossible… The spirit world is all spirits to live in the peaceful world without war. We're the spirits here…"

He glanced at Kimiko with a frown. "You're the human. So it didn't make a sense because it's impossible for an human to enter the spirit world…"

Kimiko blinked at Zu and seem understand as she frowned. "Can be because I'm the chosen Dragon of Fire?" She said as Zu lit his eyes in shock and Ar seems very impatient, crossing his arms across his chest.

"So can we go?" The rogue spirit mumbled almost rudely, uncrossing his arms to his side. Zu sweatdropped at the white spirit's behavior and he could swore when he saw the angry steaming from the girl's ears.

"Okay, then!" The green spirit said quickly, running past the white spirit as the spirit and the dragon of fire followed after him.

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It snarled as it sulked around in its cage. It hated waiting.

It wanted to slay its brother.

It never understands why the scent of the white dragon suddenly disappeared. It want him return back right now so it could slay him.

Where are you, brother?

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Mumbling under her breath as she shot a glare at the white spirit as known as Ar, the spirit senses the glare and shot a hurt look at her as the look: What? What do I do?

Suddenly, Ar remembered the previous flashback to where he first met her as the sweat drop appeared on the side of his face, chuckling nervously. Oiy, looks like she remember that too… He thought with a gulp.

Zu shook his head. "It's your fault after all. Didn't I warn you about before?" He said, walking in the front ignoring the white spirit glared at the back of his head.

Suddenly, a scream startled the boys as they spun around and stared at the dragon of fire fell on her rear on the ground, pointing behind the boys. Zu looked confused and then he looked behind and stepped back staring at the strange creature. "Ar… Look…" He whispered, nudging his friend's side.

Ar glared at him. "What?"

"Look at him…"

He turned his head and stared at the odd eyes colors of the pale reptile. It was dying…in crimson liquid pool. He had never seen such a thing like that, not since that day...

That day he died as he had seen the kind of a pale reptile with wings like that. But it is dying…in the blood pool. What's going on…?

At the moment he glazed at the holy creature's eyes and he realized quickly, it's slowly dying to death because of the lack of freedom.

Hello my boy…

Gasping in surprise at the voice in his mind, he stepped backward almost bump onto Kimiko. "What…" He said spun around in the search of the voice. "Who's there!"

"Ar? What's wrong?" Zu asked, gripping on his friend's shoulder as the worried look crept on his face. "What did you hear?"

I haven't seen you since you were a child…

The white spirit spun back to the dying dragon and stared at its eyes. And then he realized at second and groans unhappily, "Telepathy?"

He didn't see Zu and Kimiko seem surprised at his outburst, gaping in awe at the wounded dragon.

Yes. It is a way for we the dragons communicate with the spirits or humans. The wounded dragon replied, closing its eyes.

"What's happening to you?" Kimiko asked stepped forward beside Ar, along with Zu at her side. "You're dying… I can tell."

The dragon reopened its eyes and seems glazed over its memories. I shall tell you what is happening to me…

As the creature began its story…

End of the Chapter 3

Me: Ok, time for sneak peek!

"Who in the world are you!" Omi yelled at the figure as the figure looked down at the small monk and smirked.

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