PT: Chapter 3 is up! I have a slight writer's block so some suggestions would be welcome. Plus, owing to the fact that I may be one of the youngest writers on fanfic net (I'm not sure. I'm 13; really), I have a State Test next week, so updates will have to wait awhile. There's going to be a fight scene in here, but I'm bad at those, so please don't kill me! I'm sorry! Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. I am not Christy Hui because I grew up in New York. Plus, I only own my OCs.
It was like any other day. Master Fung hadn't called the monks in for training yet and the monks had finished their chores. So the warriors were sitting around. Kimiko was playing Mindcreeper and Clay was wrestling a pig. Omi and Raimondo were pretending to play Steal the Wu. Dojo lounged lazily in the sun, feasting on barbecue and hot sauce. What could break this peaceful moment of idling? You'll see…
Master Fung stepped into grounds, where the monks were hanging out, followed by a 12-year-old girl.
"Young monks," he called out, catching the monks' attention at once, "We have a new warrior among us."
The monks immediately gave the girl rapt attention. She was unusually tall with black hair in a ponytail that streamed down her back. She had hard, black eyes and something about her face that said 'Don't mess with me'. Her frame was wide hips, a muscular back and broad shoulders. In short, she scared Dojo. Well, he got scared easily anyway, so whatever.
When she spoke, she had an unusually quiet voice.
"Hey."
She was American.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhh. Did mine ears play games with me? A new warrior?!" Omi gasped.
"It's true," the girl said, "I hail from Flushing and I've been training myself in street-fighting and climbing since I started to jump too much. I went learning Kung Fu and Jujitsu when I was ten. Master Fung invited me here telling me that I'm supposed to become a Shoku warrior with four other warriors and use the element of thunder. My name's Drew Werd. You're the monks aren't you?"
"Yeah," Raimondo stated "By the way, are you really good enough to be a Shoku warrior so soon?"
Drew glanced at Master Fung uncertainly. Master Fung gave a small nod.
"SHOKU WOLF, THUNDER!" Drew yelled as she jumped in the air. Blue lightning crackled and swirled in the air and landed in her palms. Her shadow became blue as well and crept all over her. In short, Drew looked like a lightning spirit. Drew looked at some boulders and trees nearby. Focusing, she made a dive for them and swiped. There was a slight flash as the boulders were reduced to a heap of dark ash. Drew landed neatly in front of the monks and looked at Raimondo.
"O.o"
(Crickets chirping)
5 minutes later…
"We've got a new Shen Gong Wu!!!!!!!!!" Dojo yelled as he slithered into the Wu chamber, where Master Fung was presenting Drew's signature Wu, the Eye of Dashi, to her.
"What's the Wu?" Kimiko asked as she fingered the Star of Hanabi lovingly.
The monks rushed off to the grounds as Master Fung bid them farewell. Dojo grew to his 40-foot form and the monks jumped on. Drew lodged herself between Kimiko and Omi. Kimiko took her comb out and Dojo started flying.
"Well," Dojo began, taking the Wu scroll from his pocket, "It says here that the River Kunai is supposed to be able to travel long distances as a throwing knife. It can also be used to cling onto when you're underwater. It'll go forward in any direction you want and you'll be able to breathe as long as you hold onto it or someone or something that's already holding it."
"Pretty cool." Raimondo said in awe.
"Oooooohhhhh. It will be moooooooost useful and fun to travel without having to swim!" Omi squealed.
"So where is it?" Clay asked as he straightened his hat.
"Tokyo, in the country." Dojo answered breezily.
"Home sweet ho-" Kimiko broke off as she stared at one of the birds flying alongside them. She suddenly felt uneasy.
"Huh?" Omi and Drew looked at her.
"Eeeerrrrrrr……"
Kimko started to sweat.
"Evil boy genius! Prince of darkness! At your service!" a voice bragged as a freaky Goth kid came by. He was surrounded by his robots. He was flying alongside Dojo by means of a couple of propellers.
"Jack Spicer! Prepare for a mooooost humiliating defeat!" Omi yelled. It would be easier to get rid of him right now than have a showdown with him for the Wu later.
The monks jumped up, prepared for battle. Kimiko was actually glad to see him.
"JACKBOTS! ATTACK!" Jack gave the usual command.
"Warriors! Get in formation!" Omi yelled.
"SHOKU DRAGON FORMATION!!!" the monks yelled.
The monks immediately had their shadows creep up upon them like armor. Jack Spicer's jaw dropped.
"HUH!??!?!?!?!"
"SHOKU WHALE, WATER!"
"SHOKU LION, FIRE!"
"SHOKU WOLF, THUNDER!"
"SHOKU BUZZARD, WIND!"
"SHOKU BULL, EARTH!"
Omi's hands were already swirling with fierce water as he summoned a tsunami out of nowhere. He went for some robots and Jack. Kimiko's arms weren't even visible under all the swirling flames. She charged, throwing fireballs and blowing fire out of her mouth. Drew was using lightning in her palms again, swiping them like swords. Raimondo brought up a hurricane and charged, blowing wind out of his mouth. Clay used his hands to bring up boulders from the ground so far below. His arms turned to massive stone limbs as he smashed a robot.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Spicer was already screaming as Omi pummeled him with water. His propellers broke. Kimiko was just swiping for him when he brought up an extra pair.
"DAMN YOU! MY AUNTIE GAVE ME THOSE FOR VALENTINE'S DAY!!"
Drew stopped swiping at a crowd of bots to look down at the fleeing freak in surprise. There were people wimpy as that?
"Never mind that Drew!" Clay yelled, smashing the bots with some boulders.
"I agree!" Raimondo yelled as he blew the last of the bots away.
"Other evil might want the Shen Gong Wu!" Kimiko punched the last of the bots as she thought of Hannibal Roy Bean.
As the monks scrambled back on Dojo, Kimiko looked over her shoulder again. In the midst of the others chatting over their victory, she couldn't help but think that they were being watched…
"The monks have grown well." Chase Young commented in his lair. He was watching the monks through a crystal ball. Wuya was, thankfully, in his 5-star bathroom. He didn't want her to see this. She was annoying enough as it is.
He turned, a slight, familiar smirk crossing his face.
It is time…for the seeds of evil grip to the chosen monk...for prophecy to take hold…
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PT: Alright! Please review! I've got to go now; my dog's hopping mad for the bathroom. Is Chase Young behind the evil going on in a monk's head? Mmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyybbbbbbbbbbbbbbeeeeeeee…
Again, sorry the stupid fight scene. I'm bad those. Again, suggestions are welcome!