Shadir -- They underestimate him a lot, don't they?

Mad-Hatter-LCarol -- Yah, I remember that episode. It was really funny. Control Freak's references to fandoms and fanboyish stuff is always really hilarious. I left out Jack's name to show how little they thought of him. In the first story that I wrote, he barely did anything at all.

Crown of Prophecy

"Do I get a castle?" Jack Spicer asked his sink as he brushed his teeth.

'Oh, yes.' The voice from the frothing water responded. 'It will be a vast citadel, fitting for the Prince of Darkness's throne. You shall have gargoyles, a moat, fountains of blood, a vast, booby-trapped maze, and--,'

"An arcade?" Jack demanded. "A mini-golf course? An all-you-can-eat buffet with secret super-evil laboratory attached?"

'Any amenity you desire shall be yours. In time.'

"Excellent!" Jack said. "And all I have to do is find this new Shen Gong Wu! This is so fantastic, I have to dance!"

'Please don't... Your Highness.' The voice responded. 'You would not wish to... ah... over-exert yourself before the battle. I sense the Shen Gong Wu you seek; it is almost about to reveal yourself. If I may, I counsel you to prepare yourself. Marshal your minions and ready yourself to confront the Xiaolin.'

"My minions?" Jack mumbled, scratching his head. "Oh... now I remember! My newest Jack-bots just came in from the repair shop, and they are pretty sweet, if I do say so myself! Those Xiaolin morons won't know what hit them!"

'I'm sure they won't.' said the voice. 'I have another gift for you, Your Highness.'

"Hmm?" Jack said. He reached into the water and felt something cold and slimy at the bottom of the sink. He felt it pulling against him, but when he wrenched it out of the sink it pulled out quite freely. "A necklace?" He said, looking at the tiny gem attached to a silver chain.

'Not just any necklace.' The voice said. 'It is the Amulet of Mayun... it is your ancient birthright. Wear it always, and you can never be defeated.'

The evil boy genius slipped the necklace around his neck. "Sweet!"

The Xiaolin monks were having breakfast after seeing Master Guan and Master Fung off on their journey.

"I'm gonna miss 'em," Dojo said, dabbing at his eyes with a pink frilled handkerchief.

"Isn't that your hanky?" Raimundo asked Clay.

"Hmm?" Clay said, looking up from his meal of bacon and eggs. When he saw Dojo blowing his nose loudly on the handkerchief, he shouted and stretched over the table to snatch it away from him. As he was doing that, Raimundo sneakily slid Clay's plate over to him and began quickly devouring his meal.

"Nice meal, Clay." Raimundo said, getting to his feet and walking away.

Clay looked down at his empty plate and quickly put two and two together. "Why, you no-good bacon thief!"

"Calm down, Clay!" Kimiko said. She picked up her plate and put it in front of Clay. "You can have the rest of my food. I'm not really all that hungry."

"That's alright, Kimiko." Clay said. "It ain't about the food, it's about the principle of the thing. NOW COME BACK HERE!" He ran off after Raimundo.

"Well, I guess Raimundo's feeling better now." Dojo remarked.

"Yes. He has returned to the world of practical joking. I am pleased." Omi said.

"It's a good thing, too, because Master Fung wants you guys to get a lot of stuff done while he and Master Guan are gone." Dojo said. He paused, then started scratching his neck with the flat side of his tail. "The first thing on the list -- buy me some skin cream, because I think I might be shedding!"

"Ew." Kimiko said.

"Wait... " Dojo murmured. "Wait, I know this itch. It's verrrry familiar. If I'm not mistaking, a new Shen Gong Wu is about to reveal itself. Either that, or I've got a really wicked case of scale rot."

"Let's go check with the scrolls." Kimiko suggested.

By the time they got to the Meditation Hall, Raimundo and Clay had returned. The cowboy's hair was sticking up in several places and Shoku warrior was still turning out sand from his sandals. "That wasn't fair at all," Raimundo was grumbling as he walked into the store. "Where did you get all of that power anyway? I thought I was the team leader."

Clay didn't respond, but merely smiled knowingly. "What's the new Shen Gong Wu, pardners?"

"It's called the Crown of Hope," Kimiko said as she unravelled the Shen Gong Wu scroll. "It's one of Dashi's first Shen Gong Wu but one of the last to be hidden. And... "

"And? What does it do? Spill it, sister!" Dojo screamed.

"First of all, I'm not your sister." Kimiko replied. "And second, someone spilled something on the scroll."

"Gravy." Clay said. When everyone turned and stared at him, he added, "Or so I'm told."

"Well, let's go." Dojo said. "The sooner we get this over with the better it'll be for my complexion." He grew to his gigantic size and motioned for the Xiaolin monks to climb aboard.

The mysterious new Shen Gong Wu was located in an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Dojo sailed over the vast sea, coasting ever lower to allow the Xiaolin monks a chance to scan the waters in search of the Crown.

"I don't see anything," Kimiko said.

"Maybe we'll have to dive in and search for it." Raimundo suggested.

"Why bother diving when we can look from up here?" Clay asked. He reached into the sack of Shen Gong Wu that they had brought along and pulled out the Eagle Scope. "Eagle Scope, Eagle Scope, show me the Crown of Hope!" He held up the eagle-shaped binoculars and peered through them. "Not there... not there... not there... aw, there we go!" He lowered the Shen Gong Wu and pointed at something glinting far off in the distance. Dojo went zooming off in that direction and in what felt like just a few moments was floating across a small rock in the middle of the sea. And, perched atop that rock was a tiny unadorned golden crown, barely noticeable as the current lapped at its hiding place.

"Well, that was easier than I had anticipated." Omi.

"Guess again, Baldy!" boomed a sneering voice.

The monks (and Dojo) looked around only to see Jack Spicer floating down towards them via his heli-pack. Behind him was a small army of hovering Jack-bots, his usual comrades-in-arms,

"Spicer!" Clay said. "Ain't no way you're gettin' your hands on this here Shen Gong Wu!"

"Au contraire!" Jack replied, pulling out one of his old weapons, a large, chrome-plated sphere. "That's Spanish for, 'Eat plasmoid grenade', Xiaolin loser!"

He hurled the grenade down towards Dojo. Before it even hit them, it exploded, releasing a rapidly-expanding wad of sticky orange goo that swiftly enveloped the Xiaolin monks and their dragon.

"Yuck!" Kimiko groaned. "This is going to take forever to get out of my hair."

"Yeah," Jack said smugly. "It doesn't come off with shampoo or conditioner either, no matter how much you try! I know, I totally made like that on purpose, just for you." He dove down and flew past them, reaching for the Crown with one hand while waving good-bye to the passing monks with the other. "And now that I have this," He continued, embracing the crown as he flew back towards his Jack-bots. "there's nothing that can stop me from ruling the world forever!"

Is that what you think? Kimiko thought to herself fiercely. She screwed up her eyes and focused on her element. "Wudai Mars -- FIRE!" She screamed. Tendrils of flame sprang up from her body, burning away the goo that had ensnared her and her friends. She then grabbed the Longi Kite from their bag and strapped it on, taking flight in rapid pursuit of the evil boy genius.

"C'mon, you guys! Let's go kick butt!" Raimundo called as soon as they were free.

Jack turned around and saw that they had gotten free. More pressing to him, however, was Kimiko, who was flying towards him with a pair of giant dragon wings flapping behind her. He reached into his pocket, then remembered that he already used up his grenade. "I have got to start ordering these things in bulk!" He muttered. "Jack-bots, vaporize her!"

The robots turned their laser cannons towards Kimiko and opened fire. The blasts narrowly missed her, and while they were reloading she pulled out the Eye of Dashi and blasted three of them to smithereens. Four more raced forward to take their place, extending their arms towards her in an attempt to grab her before she could get any closer. Kimiko reached out and grabbed their arms, pulling them free from their sockets and sending them spinning into one another in a fiery explosion. She had just passed through the debris when the seven remaining Jack-bots began shooting at her.

"Shimo Staff!"

"Big Bang Meteorang!"

"Blade of the Nebula!"

In a brilliant flash of white, brown, and blue, the three other Xiaolin dragons came swooping down upon the robots, bringing their Wudai weapons to bear with deadly speed. The air was filled with robot parts as the monks surrounded Jack in midair, all four dropping down to a landing on Dojo's poor aching back.

"That's... that's not fair!" Jack yelled. "Do you have any idea how much those things cost!?"

"Not as much as these outfits that you just ruined!" Kimiko demanded. "Eye of Dash--,"

"Yeow!" Jack shrieked, clutching his chest. Kimiko paused for just one crucial second as a gleaming amulet of purest silver appeared around Jack's neck. The monks stared, confused, as it rose up towards them. A beam of light shot out of the amulet's gem. It swerved around Dojo, singed Omi's sleeve, cut past Raimundo and Clay, and hit Kimiko square in the forehead.

The next few seconds seemed to pass by like hours. Jack Spicer dropped the Crown and flew away, leaving it to fall in a slow spiral and vanish somewhere below, with Omi jumping down below after ig. He rocketed back upwards with the Crown in hand again, and he, Raimundo and Clay immediately turned to Kimiko, fearing the worst. The Xiaolin dragon of fire seemed unharmed but they could somehow sense that something was wrong.

"Are you okay?" Clay said finally.

"I'm... I'm fine." She yawned and seemed to sway in her seat. "I think I need a nap. Let's--," She yawned again. "Let's just go home."