Fight Back by Going Back
Much to the horror of the Xiaolin Apprentices, Wuya was a human witch again. She had flowing red hair, dark skin, and purple robes. Due to her presence, the area around her began to change. The trees lost all of their leaves and were skeletal-like, the sky was dark, and the earth below everyone's feet was cold and dry.
When Dojo saw the Reversing Mirror shatter at Wuya's feet, he laughed at her. "Joke's on you, Wuya! You broke the Reversing Mirror! Seven years bad luck! In your face!"
"Actually, since it's the Reversing Mirror, it's seven years good luck," Wuya corrected.
It was up to the heroes to stop Wuya. Omi made the first move by using the Orb of Tornami to imprison her in ice, but she broke free. Kimiko used the Star Hanabi to engulf Wuya in its flames, but the witch came out without being burned or scorched. Clay used the Third Arm Sash and called upon the power of his element to make it rocky, but the stoned Sash could not crush Wuya. The witch summoned an army of stone golems to counter attack. Emily used the Eye of Dashi to create an illuminating attack, but Wuya withstood the light as well.
Since the Shen-Gong-Wu were useless against Wuya, all the heroes could do now was pull back. Dojo changed size and began carrying them away.
"Okay, how do we stop a fifteen hundred year old Heylin witch?" Kimiko asked.
"We're outclassed, outgunned, and outta luck," said Clay.
"We must not despair, my friends," said Omi. "There's always a path to victory." But he spoke too soon. From the depths of the Earth, Wuya raised her palace and her trademark was on the moon. "Okay, now we may despair."
Suddenly, a barrage of fireballs attacked the heroes. Dojo lost control of his flight and fell into the deadwood forest with the monks still on his back. Just when they all got back on their feet, Wuya's stone golems found them and were ready to fight. Just then, Max and Raimundo appeared in front of them.
"Max, Raimundo," Emily cried.
"Have the both of you come to see the error of your evil ways?" Omi asked.
They hadn't. "My evil ways are gonna kick your butt, rule the world, and take us straight into the life of luxury," said Raimundo.
"But we thought maybe we'd let you mighty Xiaolin Apprentices beg for mercy," said Max. "You see, given your current predicament, you'll find that Rai and I are the only ones who can save you."
But she was wrong. An attack from the laser beam of Jack Spicer's jet car attacked the golems and swooped in to rescue the heroes. Everyone was confused and didn't understand why, but as they continued their escape, Jack explained his reasons.
"You guys are my only hope of defeating Wuya," he told them.
"Why would Jack, evil boy genius, want Wuya, evil witch hag, defeated?" Clay asked, curious.
Omi eagerly assumed, "Because Jack has finally rejected the ways of evil."
"Wishful thinking," said Emily.
Jack sighed of annoyance. "I want to rule the world, but I can't do that-"
"If Wuya's already ruling it," Emily finished.
"Yeah," Jack said slowly. "So what's the plan?"
"We don't have one," Omi replied honestly.
Jack laughed in disbelief. "I thought you were these amazing Xiaolin geniuses, but you're just as lame as I am!" He laughed again. "Wait, that didn't come out right."
Right now, everyone's best idea was to go back to the Xiaolin Temple, hoping Master Fung might have an idea on how to stop Wuya. But he and his fellow monks were trapped in stone cages guarded by the golems. The golems launched a barrage of flaming stones at the jet car. Quickly, Dojo altered his size and began carrying everyone away. Jack had never ridden on Dojo's back before and wasn't used to the turbulence.
They came to a lush forest that was not yet destroyed by Wuya's dominating power, so they figured they would be safe for the time being.
"How are we supposed to defeat Wuya if the Shen-Gong-Wu no longer work against her?" Kimiko asked.
Jack remembered something. "Hey, Emily, aren't you some kind of magical princess who holds something called the Millennium Star?"
"Yeah," Emily replied.
"Well, maybe you can use that."
"It doesn't work that way, Jack," Emily told him. "The Millennium Star must only be used as a last resort."
"A last resort may be our only chance," Jack shouted.
"Millennia cannot help us this time anyway," Omi said. "She warned us that this was our battle and we needed to face it ourselves."
"She did tell us that," said Clay. "She also warned us that Rai would turn on us, but she also said that it was necessary for him, which I don't get at all. Still, it doesn't help us come up with a plan to stop Wuya."
But Omi remembered that there was only one person to have ever defeated Wuya and that was the Grand Master Dashi. But he lived 1500 hundred years ago. It wasn't like anybody could just go back in time and ask for his help.
But they could. Jack invented a time machine and brought the heroes back to his lair. The problem was, Jack could only generate enough power to transport an individual back in time by two seconds. That was no problem at all. They Eye of Dashi had limitless power and everyone could use it to generate enough power to go back 1500 years into the past.
Omi decided to go alone. He took the dangers of time travel into account, but said it was of little consequence with the fate of the world at stake. He also figured that the Orb of Tornami would be all he would need. After getting all the circuits to work and setting the calculations, Emily used the Eye of Dashi to power the generator. Omi passed through the portal of the machine and landed at the base of what looked like the Xiaolin Temple. It was under construction at this time.
There was a small village nearby. Omi tried speaking to the townspeople, but they didn't stop to hear him out. He saw a man resting near a couple of pigs and tried talking to him. But every time Omi mentioned Dashi's name, the man kept on bluntly replying that he didn't know who Omi was talking about.
Just then, a dragon came by. It was a younger Dojo. He presented the young man with a pink shirt, saying he accidently washed it with a pair of red socks and the coloring changed the shirt pink. When Omi heard Dojo mentioned Dashi's name, he realized that this stranger was the man he was looking for.
Omi gasped and humbled himself before the Grand Master. "My wretched eyes are not fit to gaze upon your magnificence!"
Dashi lifted Omi back on his feet. "Stand up, kid. You're embarrassing yourself and me." He told the villagers surrounding him that there was nothing to see. With that being settled, everyone went back to their routines. "All right, kid, so what is it that you want? An autograph?"
Omi tried to speak, but his tongue was so twisted, he kept babbling.
"Deep breaths, kid," Dashi said gently. "Just tell me what you want."
Omi inhaled, and said it straight out. "I need the secret to defeating Wuya."
Dashi chuckled. "Wuya's trapped in a magical puzzle box and she's not coming out. That's why I'm the Grand Master."
Omi knew, but he needed another puzzle box. From the beginning, Omi explained to Dashi that he came from the future and warned him that 1500 years from now, Wuya will return and plunge the world into despair. That was why Omi came back to the past. He needed a puzzle box to stop her like it was done before in order to save the world again.
Dashi could see it in Omi's eyes that the boy was telling the truth. No one could make up a story like that and go through the trouble of finding the Grand Master to ask for his help because of that. Dashi decided to make Omi a deal. If the boy could prove himself worthy by defeating the Grand Master in a competition, then Dashi would give him a puzzle box.
This was the competition: if Omi could take the pebble from Dashi's hand before the last grain of sand fell from an enchanted hourglass called the Sands of Time, then he would be rewared with a puzzle box. The battlefield was laid out like a maze puzzle. Dashi turned every corner, trying to escape from Omi. The boy tried to use the Orb of Tornami to flush his opponent out and prevent him from escaping. Omi even used the Orb to freeze Dashi's hand in an ice brick, but Dashi slid on his hand like a sled. The sands had almost filled the bottom. Omi leapt, only to fail grabbing the pebble from Dashi's hand.
"I lost?" Omi asked, dismayed.
"Oh, come on," Dashi said gently. "There's still one tactic you haven't tried."
Omi looked up and asked politely, "May I have the pebble, please?"
"Sure," Dashi replied, placing the pebble in Omi's hand.
Omi was surprised, but also confused. "If you were just going to give me the pebble, why did you make me go throught the whole Showdown?"
It was to teach Omi the lesson he needed. "The first reason is because it was funny. But it was also to teach you something. If you're gonna defeat Wuya, you can't go at her head-on. You'll have to try something unexpected." Dashi took the pebble back from Omi and used his power to turn it into a puzzle box. "The box will only open when the person who needs to open it opens it," he instructed. "It'll work when it needs to. Trust me."
Now that Omi got what he needed, he could return to the present. The question is, how?