A/N: This and the next chapter required a lot of thought. Please let me know if they make no sense together as a whole...

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Chase and Jack followed the monks back to the temple. As they walked through the front gates, twelve old monks, lead by Master Fung wielding a wooden staff, appeared to halt their progression.

"Evil shall not enter this place," Master Fung warned them.

"Calm yourself, old monk. We are here for the Tongue of Tsaiping," Chase explained calmly.

"Yeah," Jack said, holding forward the Ying Ying bird he managed to catch before they left, "I need to talk to this bird."

The Ying Ying bird squawked and squirmed in his hand.

"That is Hannibal Roy Bean's bird," one of the monks noticed.

Master Fung lowered his staff.

"Jack?"

Jack stepped forward and stood before Master Fung, "Yes," he bowed his head.

Master Fung winced in pain.

Jack felt the old monk's disappointment. It was potent; slowing from his old body. Jack winced at him.

"I… I made a mistake…"

Chase heard Jack struggle with his words.

"He wishes to banish his evils," Chase explained.

"He can only do that of his own will," Master Fung said softly.

"Yeah, but I want to get rid of my powers too…"

"That can never happen. You will always have the scars of evil…"

"Not if I find the antidote," Jack chirped.

"Antidote?"

"Yeah, Hannibal made an antidote for the lao mang lon soup. Something that turns you back to how you were before you drank it."

Master Fung hung his head low.

"So you must ask the Ying Ying bird where Hannibal hid the cure, that is why you need the Tongue of Tsaiping…" he paused. Jack was sure he'd have to use force. "I will give it to you," Master Fung continued, "But only one of the dragons can speak to it."

"But…" Jack began, but Chase silenced him with a hand on his shoulder.

"Agreed."

Jack looked down at the ground in disappointment.

"Kimiko," he mumbled, "I want her to speak to it."

Master Fung nodded solemnly. He turned and lead the others into the temple, straight to the meditation room and down into the vault.

"Here it is," Master Fung held the Tongue of Tsaiping to Kimiko, "Use it wisely."

Kimiko nodded. Taking Jack by the arm, she lead him to the training grounds. The others stood back And watched Kimiko and Jack sit down on the grass from across each other. Jack held out the bird for Kimiko to talk to. She was lifting the Shen Gong Wu to her mouth when she stopped. Her eyes were locked on Jack's marked up face. The shadows were still on it moving around. She sighed.

"Jack," she murmured, "If being good again is so important to you," she held out the Wu, "Then you should be responsible enough to do this yourself."

Jack's eyes were burning. He sniffed and gave her a nod. Reaching out tenderly with his free hand, Jack took the Tongue of Tsaiping from Kimiko.

"Tongue of Tsaiping!" he hollered, "Ying Ying bird," he said into it, "I have killed your master so it is I who you obey now."

"Not a chance," the bird squawked, "You wish to leave the darkness. I'll give you now held in doing so."

"Do you wish to suffer the same fate as your master?"

"I am loyal to the bean, not some pathetic teenager."

"I can kill you…"

"Go ahead. I don't plan on telling you anything."

Jack removed the Wu from his lips. Looking down at the scowling Ying Ying bird then back at Kimiko he said, "This isn't going to work. I need the Ying-Yang Yo-Yo."

"Why?" Kimiko asked.

"I have to turn the bird good, but remain balanced."

The Ying Ying bird flailed violently in Jack's grasp, but to no avail.

Kimiko nodded and ran back into the temple, forcing her way through Chase and the other dragons.

Jack sat sadly out in the training grounds praying that this would work. The bird was pure evil. What if it didn't have a good chi? It wouldn't exist. Everything is made up of good and evil, otherwise there'd be nothing.

Kimiko ran back out with the Ying-Yang Yo-Yo.

"I only need the Yang Yo-Yo," Jack said softly.

Kimiko nodded and pulled the two Wu apart.

"Here," she wheezed.

"Thank you," he said softly.

Jack struggled to his feet and faced the others.

"Why don't you just go in and come back out good?" Kimiko asked softly at his side.

"Because I wouldn't be whole. Yang Yo-Yo!"

A vortex ripped open before him.

"I'll be back for the Ying Yo-Yo!"

With the Ying Ying bird in hand, Jack jumped through the portal.