After fixing his leg, Jack became a viable opponent to anyone who opposed him. There were times when his strength was almost fearsome.
In a row, Jack retrieved three more Shen Gong Wu. That only left one more to be won in a Showdown.
Master Fung never seemed pleased with Jack's performance. The red head had taken to standing behind the warriors and mimicking their moves in an attempt to learn the sacred martial art, but without a teacher, Jack had a lot of trouble. Whenever the young monks violated Master Fung's order not to teach Jack moves, they were punished with two days' worth of chores to be done in twelve hours. Jack was furious with this and one day decided to challenge the authority.
"Why are you here, Jack?" Master Fung said with closed eyes.
"Stop punishing them!" he yelled.
"And who would 'them' be?"
"The others! They just want to help me. Don't punish them for having pity on me!"
"No, you are right. Therefore, I will punish you for attempting to learn our art without our permission."
"But…"
"Jack Spicer, you may not go on any Shen Gong Wu retrieval missions until I say otherwise…"
"But…"
"You must learn humility before I allow you to attempt entry to this temple's ways."
Jack visibly slumped.
"Yes Master Fung," he wheezed.
It was a week before Master Fung got back to Jack on his punishment. In that time, Jack had learned how to cook and clean very well and the warriors had won every Shen Gong Wu that had activated. Jack felt more than worthless.
"Perhaps, if you'd like, I'd allow you to stay as a sort of maid. How does that sound?" Master Fung asked incredulously.
"No. I want to be a warrior like them," Jack said as he chopped some carrots.
"Then prove your worth," Master Fung said as he walked out of the kitchen.
"You mean…"
Jack turned and he was gone.
Jack returned to his work when Dojo slithered into the room.
"A new Shen Gong Wu has activated," he said flatly.
"So?"
"Master Fung told me that only you could go after this one."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, but the stakes are high. You kinda have to get this one, or you're booted from the temple."
"What!"
"I know. The old guy's tough with you. So what do you say? You could always forfeit…"
"Can the others come with me?"
Dojo shook his head solemnly.
"Afraid not, kid. You're completely on your own with this one."
Jack felt a shiver run through his entire body.
"It's called the Walkachoo Wall."
Jack watched the pictorial demonstration as Dojo explained.
"It allows the user to strike up a solid, indestructible wall in front of their opponent. Hence halting their retreat or advancement."
"Interesting," Jack rubbed his chin.
"So?"
"I'm in. Let's go!"
A/N:This one's written kinda poorly for some reason. I just didn't like the flow, but I put it up anyway... Please tell me if it really sucks.