My Catholic teacher told me not steal, but I am not religious. Still, Xiaolin Showdown does not belong to me.
"So when are you going to tell your friends?"
"Never-you are the enemy."
A laugh full of taunting mirth filled the secluded area. "The enemy? Do you truly believe that?"
The child scowled at the psychological manipulation, but he did not falter in his conviction "Yes. Your fondest wish is to plunge the world into never-ending darkness."
The forever cursed man smiled roguishly whilst the child waited with boredom for his sure-to-come mind manipulation.
"My dear confused little monk…you are sneaking kisses and gropes with the enemy. How can you call me an enemy?"
Maybe his belief was wrong…