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"At last," Jack Spicer shouted in his lab, "I can begin the greatest evil plan in the history of evil plans!" His voice echoed through the empty lab, the only other sound being the hum of the Jack Bots, each doing their individual tasks. "I, Jack Spicer, will finally become the Evil Emperor of Darkness, and ruler of the World! Muahahahaha!" Hearing his evil laugh bounce around the empty room, his eyes widened. Feeling a moment of loneliness, he said sadly to himself, "I miss Wuya." The feeling passed, being replaced by one of anger, as he remembered Wuya leaving him for Chase Young and all the insults Chase Young had made. Pounding his fist on his work-bench, he yelled, "I don't need them! I'm Jack Spicer, I can take on those Xiaolin Dorks by myself!"
Turning around, he stepped over to the cabinent that held his Shen Gong Wu. Grabbing the Shadow Slicer, he slipped it under his jacket, and grabbed a large sack. "Jack Bots!" he called, and soon a small group of his personal robots gathered around him. "Let's go!" he shouted as he rose into the air, exiting through a panel in the ceiling.
"Mouse sipping tea!" Omi shouted, leaping forward and rolling, bringing his right foot up behind him as he rolled and crashing it down into an invisible opponent on the ground. "Oyster reading newspaper!" he said as he crouched, thrusting his hands in front of him, palms facing outward. He swiped his arms outwards, pulling them back behind him as he threw his head forward, head-butting the air. He leapt toward the invisible enemy, spinning his arms, his hands slicing through the air, shouting, "Leopard Attack!"
Stopping for a moment, he inhaled deeply. "I, Omi, and the most skilled monk out of all of us," he said quietly to himself. "Why has Master Fung not promoted me to Shoku Warrior yet? Have I not proved myself against the forces of evil?" Omi said down, resting his head in his palm as he thought about it.
"It's not about being the most skilled," came a voice from behind Omi, "it's about knowing when and how to best use that skill." Omi turned around to see Raimundo, dressed in his black and red Shoku robes, standing there. Raimundo's hands rested on the yellow sash around his waist. "Don't worry Omi."
Omi stared at him, his eyes filled with jealous. He pictured himself wearing the Shoku robes, destroying the robots of Jack Spicer and defeating the jungle cats of Chase Young. "If you say so," Omi said, turning from Raimundo. "Are you sure it is not because you are a shot that is heated well!" he shouted angrily, turning around and poking Raimundo in the chest.
"Chill out Omi," Raimundo, taken off guard by the shorter monks outburst. "First of all, you mean hot shot, and second, I'm not one."
"Then why did Master Fung pick you over me!" Omi asked, his ego pushing him to the edge. "I have been a monk longer then all of you, it should be me who is the leader."
"Master Fung picked me cause he thinks I am the best for the job. I thought you were ok with me being chosen Omi."
Omi frowned, realizing that he had let his jealousy get out of hand. "I am sorry Raimundo," he said, staring at the ground. "I just can't help myself."
"It's ok," Raimundo replied, smiling sympathetically. He knew that if he had trained his whole life for this and then someone else took it away, he would act in the same manner. Placing his hand on Omi's shoulder, he said, "Those were some pretty cool moves back there."
"Really?" Omi asked, a wide smile appearing on his face.
"Yeah, you have to show-" Raimundo began, but was cut off as a loud crash could be heard in the Shen Gong Wu vault.
Kimiko and Clay rushed out and joined the two, who had already rushed over to the vault. Master Fung and Dojo came along as well. "What's going on?" Kimiko asked.
As if in answer, Jack Spicer and his Jack Bots smashed through the wall of the vault, a sack full of Shen Gong Wu in his hands. "And here I was hoping I could get away without running into you losers," Jack said with a slight smile. "Jack Bots, attack!"
The seven Jack Bots that he had brought with him flew towards the monks, spinning blades sliding into place on their sides. Omi leapt straight at two, lifting up his knees. "Mantis kick!" he shouted, throwing out his legs, destroying the Jack Bots.
Kimiko and Clay both drew their Wudai Weapons, facing down the remaining five Jack Bots. "Arrow Sparrow!" Kimiko shouted, tossing a handfull of small metal birds towards the robots. They ignited, exploding on contact. Two of the Jack Bots were reduced to flaming piles of scrap metal.
"Big Bang Meteorang!" Clay shouted, flicking his wrist and tossing the boomerang at the remaining three Jack Bots. The Big Bang Meteorang dividing into the five seperate mini-rangs, tearing through the robots as if they were made of tissue paper. One of the mini-rangs flew past the Jack Bots, knocking the sack of Shen Gong Wu onto the ground, spilling some of the contents.
Raimundo and Omi each grabbed a Shen Gong Wu, and rushed over to the bag. Unfortunately, Jack also grabbed a Wu and flew over, gripping the sack at the same time as Raimundo and Omi had. Omi smiled, staring into Jacks eyes. "Jack Spicer, I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown Trio! Our Serpents Tail and Silk Spitter for your Sands of Time. The game is Complete The Maze, first person to find the exit wins!"
"No fair, two on one," Jack whined, "Oh alright, I accept your challenge Cheeseball."
Omi scowled at the insult, but paid it no mind. "Let's go, Xiaolin Showdown!"
There were flashes of light as the Xiaolin Temple transformed into a large maze, winding back and forth. The other monks appeared in their ninja-like showdown uniforms on a platform floating high above the maze, getting a view of the whole area. Omi and Raimundo appeared in their uniforms next to each other, Jack Spicer no where in sight. "Gong Yi Tanpai!" they all shouted in unison, and the Showdown began.
Finally, a chance to make up for my previous loss against Jack Spicer, Omi thought to himself. He was interrupted as Rai tapped him on the shoulder.
"Be careful, Omi," Rai warned him. "I have a bad feeling about this."
"There's no need for worry, Raimundo," Omi replied, full of himself. "It will be a jog in the forest."
"Walk in the park."
"That too!"
"Sands of Time!" came Jack Spicer's voice, as he appeared behind them in a flash of light. He wrapped his arms around Omi, contricting him. Omi struggled to get free, but was unsuccessful, Jacks grip being too strong.
"Ha ha, Jack Spicer! You cannot hold me if I am ghostly!" Omi said, reaching for the Serpents Tail.
"Not if I use my Shen Gong Wu first, loser! Sands of Time!" Jack said, activating his Shen Gong Wu.
"Omi, no!" Raimundo shouted, realizing that something bad was going to happen if the two Shen Gong Wu were combined. Unfortunately, again it was a moment too late, as Omi opened his mouth, calling out the Shen Gong Wu's name.
"Serpents Tail!" he shouted. The two Shen Gong Wu glowed with a golden light, their powers combining.
"Oh no," Raimundo said quietly, as a bright flash of light appeared, and the maze was empty.
The other monks looked down in shock, as their friends and enemy disappeared. The maze reverted back into the Xiaolin Temple grounds, as the Showdown could not continue without the participants. "I reckon this ain't good," Clay said, dumbfounded at the disappearing of their friends.
"I agree," Master Fung replied. "This does not bode well. I do not know what will happen when the Serpents Tail and Sands of Time are combined, but I fear that there is nothing we can do. Nothing but wait."
