It was getting to be an old habit. Jack sleepwalked. He talked a lot too. He had conversations with people who weren't there. Sometimes holding up both ends of the conversation on his own. The warriors had become accustomed to waking up in the middle of the night to Jack standing outside talking to his shadow. Sometimes it was an ordinary shadow, others, the dark mass seemed to form a body independent from Jack. But since Halloween, things hadn't been too bad. All of Jack's clothes were normal again, and the scrawls on his face hadn't been seen since. It had become a ritual that whoever found Jack sleeping outside was to bring him back into his quarters; not that he stayed there very long.

Sleep was not a friend of Jack's anymore. If he wasn't talking to shadows, he was fighting off terrible nightmares. Nightmares which had suddenly taken a turn for the worse. Jack was waking up with cuts and bruises all over. The people in his dreams would hit him and he'd wake up with a black eye. His mother and the other dragons often frequented his dreams, but on this night, Chase Young came to his overworked mind.

"Hi, Chase," he grogged.

"Good morning, Spicer."

"Is it morning already?"

"Yes."

"Guess I should wake up then…"

"Not yet. Have you seen Hannibal as of late?"

"Hannibal Roy Bean? No…"

"What of Wuya?"

"Oh, I saw her a while ago…"

"What did she say to you?"

"Nothing. First time she tried to kill me and then we fought over a Wu… Why?"

The longer Jack spoke to Chase, the more he began to feel that he was supposed to be at this man's throat.

"Have you been having… nightmares lately?"

"What? That's none of your business!"

"Yes, but I know how to stop the dreams."

"How!" Jack was on top of Chase, gripping him by his collar.

"Rotten food often causes bade dreams and hallucinations…"

"I haven't eaten any bad food!"

"But it is inside of you."

"What do you mean?" Jack growled.

"Don't let him deceive you any longer," Chase said calmly, "The bean is deep in your mind…"

"Stop playing with me!" Jack yelled.

An unexpected burst of strength sent Chase Young to the ground.

"You can't play with me any more…"

"I am not playing with you. It is in both our interests to destroy that wretched fruit!"

"No," Jack shook, "You're just here to fuck me up! You killed my parents! You burned my home to the ground! You turned me into an orphan!"

"I had no hand in the death of your parents."

"My mother! She told me herself!"

"Your mother?" Chase questioned as he got to his feet.

"Yeah!"

Jack's eyes turned malicious once more.

Chase looked away, "I see. Just remember that Bean has both the Shadow of Fear and the Moby Morpher…"

"So?"

"Imagine what he could do with those two Shen Gong Wu."

Chasewaited a moment for Jack to process his words.

"Stop messing with my head!"

"Evil knows no bounds!"

"And neither do I! Reign of Shadows!"

A thousand shadows swarmed over Chase and blinded him from Jack's next move.

"Shadow Eclipse!"

The shadows dispersed.

"What move was that?" Chase hissed.

Chase looked around wildly for Jack. He was still there because this was still a dream. Chase stood still a moment and decided to try something. He shifted into his demonic form, but his shadow remained in his human form.

"I've found you," he taunted.

Turning on his shadow, Chase returned to human.

"These little tricks will not work on me Spicer. Listen to me before a terrible fate befalls you…"

"Why are you doing this!" the shadow screamed.

"Because, I don't want to die…"

Jack became solid and looked up into Chase's golden eyes.

Everything melted into darkness as the dream came to an end.