Revenge never tasted so sweet

Disclaimers: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown or any of its characters nor make a profit from this story. What I do own is this story plot and Youko

Warning: Cursing, Sexual Content, Blood

The morning sun beat down its heavy rays on the dessert plane. Jack stared out over the sandy soon to be battlefield, this was something he learned from his teacher, always know your surroundings because it will come in handy against strong opponents. He had already mapped out the area, thanks to almost inhuman memory, for now he was waiting for his opponents to come so he could finally get his revenge. He took in a deep breath to ready himself, a lone but painful memory of the past drifted into his mind. He quickly shook his from his head as he looked straight ahead of himself.

"Don't let your memory's cloud your mind Jack. Remember you're different."

A faint smile drifted to his face at remembering the heartfelt words his teacher spoke to him. He looked down at his clothes, instead of his normal uncomfortable trench coat, wore a sleeveless black with red lining shirt that framed out his slender figure. Also instead of his tight pants and oversized boots, now he wore a comfortable pair of black martial arts pants and black combat boats with red laces. He remembered how reluctant he was to throw out his old clothes at Youko's request but after a bit of convincing he eventually gave in. Thinking about it now, he was thankful he did, somehow the change of clothes sort of gave him a sense of comfort and reassurance on his transformation. But enough reminiscing, since he arrived a bit early maybe now would be a good time for a little last minutes training. His hand then drifted to the sheath of shorthanded katana. He drew the blade, the handle was completely black while the blade itself shined, reflecting the sun's ray off of its clear frame. Youko had told him that the sword was magic, that it chose it's wielder. Jack received the sword back when he first met Youko, the day that his parents… His thoughts trail off as he felt a painful squeeze around his heart. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, wiping the painful thought from his mind. Right now he needed to focus on the upcoming battle! He nodded to himself as he began training.

"I can feel them! We're close!" Dojo yelled over the loud wiping of the wind.

The monks were all currently aboard Doji, anxiously waiting till they finally got to fight again.

"Oh I cannot wait to fight this new foe Master Fung was telling us about!" Omi said with an eager smile.

His fellow dragons nodded, just completely as eager as he was.

"All right, guys we're here!"

Doji suddenly dived into the sandy ground, the monks jumped down onto the ground looking around. Something a little off into the distance caught their eyes as the earlier eagerness slowly faded to fear. A figure was standing with their backs to them, clad in all black, with a tan bag in their clutches.

"So this is who Master Fung was talking about?" Kimiko mumbled.

"Don't worry about it. We've got them outnumber, this will be a piece of cake!" Rai shouted with a confident smirk.

He took a step forward but froze when he saw the figure turn and glare murderously in their direction.

Finally he thought to himself as he looked over to see that the monks had arrived. They all looked at him in absolute shock.

"Is that…Jack?" Kimiko said she said in disbelief.

"No way…" Raimundo said as he scanned Jack over.

His new attire, menacing glare and powerful aura were all new but Jack's overall appearance was still easily recognizable.

"Jack Spicer, what are you doing here?" Omi said unsure.

Jack chuckled at his comment.

"What do you think I here for Omi?" He said, looking them all over; remember another handy tip from his teacher.

"Look over them for their strength and weakness, memorize them and then exploit them."

"Surrender the Shen Gong Wu, Jack Spicer or suffer a humiliating defeat!"

"Oh really? Then please go right ahead and try." Jack mocked, throwing Omi a smirk.

Omi glared and ran at Jack blindly, Jack allowed him to get closer enough to try and throw a punch and easily side stepped out of the way before grabbing his arm and tossing Omi over his back causing him to crash to the ground a few feet away.

"Pathetic." Jack laughed turning his attention to the remaining dragons.

Raimundo and Kimiko circled him, trying to double team Jack. Jack watched them carefully as the drew closer, Raimundo to his left and Kimiko to his right. When they were close enough to Jack, Raimundo went low with a kick to Jack's left leg and Kimiko high with a punch targeted at Jack's face. Luckily for Jack, he saw their attacks coming. Sohe jumped into the air, spinning like a top and just when they were in range, he broke out of his spin cauing his left leg to come crashing down onto Raimundo's head forcing him to hit the ground face firsts then his right leg hitting Kimiko square dead in the chin, making her sail back through the air then connect back to the ground with a loud thud. Jack landed to his feet, towering over the now injured monks with a triumphant smirk on his face.

"Are you two done already?" He said mockingly.

"When did you learn to do that?" Clay asked with a confused look on his face.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Jack said suddenly appearing in front of Clay and shoving his size 7 boot in his face effortlessly knocking him back and making him cough up some blood.

He quickly turned when he saw Kimiko and Raimundo both going for the Wu. Using his superior speed Jack appeared before them. He sent a quick kick to Raimundo's head while grabbing onto Kimiko by her throat, holding her above the ground and chocking her slowly. She was gasping for air as she clawed at his arm, trying desperately to escape his iron grip.

"Third arm sash!" Clay shouted.

Jack quickly dropped Kimiko and sidestepped dodging the claw of the sash causing it to crash into Kimiko forcing what little air she had out.

"Kimiko!"

Jack traced the battlefield with his eyes, Omi and Raimundo were back on their feet in front of him and Clay was helping Kimiko back to her own behind. Just then Raimundo and Omi called forth they're elements. His heart was pounding, not because fear but excitement. His hand suddenly found itself on the hilt of his katana. He could have sworn he heard a voice but ignored it as he pulled the katana out in front of him. A torrent of water to his front and a whirlwind of air to his left, he had to think fast to get around this one.

Cut through the water

Jack's eyes widened, this time he was sure he heard something this time but did as the voice said and jumping towards the water and bring the katana down the a slash. Surprisingly enough it worked perfectly, the water was cut and sent crashing down onto the unluckily victims behind him, Clay and Kimiko. They stood now chance as the water came rushing down unexpectedly, Clay placed himself between the water and Kimiko know it was her elemental weakness but he could stop the blunt force of the wave. Omi fell to his knee completely exhuasted from his attack. Now that the water was gone, Jack turned his attention to the whirlwind rushing as him.

Run straight towards it

Jack's eyes widened once again but not this time because of the voice but what it just asked him to do.

Trust me

He nodded and rushed toward the whirlwind and easily was swept up. Almost instantly it became hard to breath and he started to doubt he made the correct decision.

Straighten yourself upside down and point the katana down at the ground

Jack followed it's order and suddenly the sword flash and the whirlwind dispersed. He landed on his feet, staring down at Raimundo who had an exhausted look on his face, most likely due to the amount of energy he wasted on his attack.

"Guys..." He said, his voice cracking slightly in fear as he looked to his fallen comrades.

Jack's face was clear of all emotion.

"Looks like you're the only one left. So what will you do Raimundo?"

With the last of his strength Raimundo rushed at Jack, and threw a punch towards his face but was shocked when Jack suddenly disappeared. Jack suddenly appeared behind him and slashed his back with the katana. Blood seeped out form the wound onto the ground, and Jack's katana. Raimundo fell to the ground, alive but out cold. Jack looked at his defeated opponents and took in a deep breath.

'I finally got my revenge!'

Unbeknownst to the fighters, they had an audience; Chase's eyes were boring into Jack with as much disbelief as the monk's had.

"Well now that was certainly interesting….I wonder how such a pitiful worm like him managed to acquire such power?"

Chase was standing off on a mountain of sand which was far enough that they're presence wouldn't be sensed but close enough that he could watch the battle unfold, he had to say he was slightly impressed at Jack's skill. Wuya on the other hand was staring nervously at Jack, biting down onto her nails.

"Who could have taught him moves like that?" She said more to herself than to Chase.

"He must have found his a suitable master." Chase replied looking at Wuya briefly before turning back t the battlefield.

Too his shock, Jack was suddenly not alone. A man with silky silver hair pulled into a high ponytail and blood red eyes was standing next to him. Chase frowned, how had he not sense this new presence? Jack was beaming up at the man, much like he used to at himself in idolizing adoration. It made Chase's frown deeper in disgust that Jack hadn't really changed from before. He also felt a small tingle of anger but it died before he could figure out who it was directed towards. The man suddenly raised his hand as a swirling portal appeared next to them. Jack was first to walk in and just as the man was about to disappear into the portal, their eyes met. The man eyes seemed to hold a playful almost happy glow when they were looking at Jack but that instantly turned into a sort of sadistic gleam as his eyes locked with Chase. The man smirked at Chase, showing off his fangs and with a blink of an eye, the man had disappeared along with the portal.

Next Time: The Spoils of Victory