Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown.

A/N: Please note, that I will rarely update during the week. If I do, the chapters will be really short. I still have Geometry, Geography, and English homework I need to get done tonight. So yeah. Oh, just so ya know, Chloe doesn't know anything about dragons. She thinks dragons are just in fairy tales.

Oh, is anyone interested in being a BETA reader? It'd help me out alot. Just email me, or IM me or whatever.

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My jaw dropped when Chase told me what he wanted me to do. I could hardly think of what to say. In a way, it hardly seemed worth it. It seemed impossible! Unimaginable! But, it was the only way for the plan to work. I needed to act the part. But a question popped into my head.

"Why not go for Wuya? She's older than me," I said. I needed to kind of get out of this.

Chase shook his head. "Wuya, is just as evil as me. If it were me and her, she could easily overthrow me. You," he smiled down at me, "you, my darling, aren't as big of a threat, and are going into this willingly. That's why I like you. You aren't going to betray me. You won't make me force you into this. You'll go through this on your own free will, won't you?"

Slowly, I nodded. "But, we won't have to . . . do anything, will we?"

"No. When you are much older, maybe, but I highly doubt it."

"OK, then I agree to your terms."

Chase stood up. "I would like you to do one more thing for me," he said.

I looked at him suspiciously. "What?"

"I want you to swear your loyalty to me. If you do, I will help you with your martial art skills. With you by my side, I doubt there is nothing we can't do."

I thought about it carefully. I thought mostly about the plus side. I could be a martial arts master with Chase as a teacher. I could be the greatest of them all. I completely dismissed any thoughts that could ruin my happiness.

"You got yourself a deal, Chase," I said, smirking. I held out my hand, and he took it. The deal was sealed. I could tell something was wrong.

(-)(Under the earth)

"We're almost there," Kimiko said, looking at the map that was in the Tunnel Armadillo.

Jack wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Don't worry. She would never agree to it. You know she wouldn't. And she definitely won't be like Omi. She wouldn't even dare swear her allegiance to him."

Kimiko looked over at him, and gave him her best attempt at a smile. "You're a good liar. She'll do it, if she thinks we're evil. God, I almost regret telling her what was bad. Now she thinks we are. We're awful parents. I should've listened to what Wuya had said. I should've been more prepared." Tears silently fell down her cheeks.

Jack shook his head. "We are . . ." but he never finished his sentence. He heard a rumbling. They both looked back to see that there was something following them. It looked like . . . Mala Mala Jong? What? How was that possible? Then they saw who was riding it.

Rai, Omi, and Clay had decided that if they had the Emperor Scorpion to control Mala Mala Jong. They were determined to follow Jack and Kimiko, and to save their, 'niece'. They didn't want what almost happened to Kimiko to happen to Chloe.

Kimiko smiled at Jack. A true smile this time. This time, Chase wasn't going to be trapped in the Sphere of Yun. This time, it was life or death. But for now, they had to plan for the assault on Chase's palace the next night.

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When I woke up, I noticed it was late. It was 11 am. I had slept in. Something I never got to do when I lived with my parents. They always woke me up at nine, except on school days, when I got up even earlier. It felt nice to sleep in.

I got dressed, and walked to the dining room. Chase was eating some soup. It smelled good. My stomach grumbled loudly. I think that's how Chase became aware of my presence.

"Good morning, Chloe. Any later, and I would say afternoon. Do you want something to eat?" He seemed very happy. Tomorrow was when the wedding would take place. He was super excited about it. I didn't know what to feel. I nodded, and sat down at the table.

A black panther came up, holding a bowl of soup. It looked like the same thing Chase was eating. I didn't like soup that much.

"Chase, is there er . . . anything else to eat?" I tried not to sound rude.

I couldn't tell what look Chase had. I wondered how long the vase had been there. The flowers in it looked as if they had died many years ago.

"You don't want to try some Lau Meng Lone Soup? It's one of the only things I can cook. But if you don't want any," He snapped his fingers, and a lion came up to take it away. I didn't want to be rude.

"Never mind. I'll have it. I'm not that picky." I heard Chase snap his fingers, and the lion receded to the shadows.

I picked up the spoon, and tasted it. It was weird. Sure, there were vegetables and potatoes and stuff in it, but it tasted . . . sad. As if something had been killed just for this bowl of soup. But I was too hungry to worry about how it tasted. I ate the whole bowl. It definitely filled me up.

I stood up, and began walking around the palace. My stomach grumbled again. How was that possible? I had just eaten. Why wasn't I satisfied? Suddenly, I collapsed to the floor. Something wasn't right. Something about that soup. The last thing I could remember was seeing Wuya walking towards me. I passed out.

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I woke up to find myself in my bed. Chase was sitting down next to my bed. My hot head got the better of me.

"You! You lied to me! There was something wrong with that soup! What was in it?"

Chase stood up, and paced the room. He didn't answer me. All he said was, "Your hair matches your personality perfectly. You must have gotten that from Kimiko. Jack never had that flare."

"Shut up, and tell me what the heck was in the soup now!"

He looked up, and muttered, "One cup of wheat grass, a tablespoon of salt, a pinch of dried frog, and a whole dragon. The Lau Meng Lone Soup."

I couldn't help it. I vomited on the floor. I hoped that it got that soup out of my system. But, how was a dragon in soup. Dragons don't exist.

Chase snapped his fingers, and instead of the woman in the tattered dress appearing, a man in a tattered tuxedo did. He began cleaning up the mess, while Chase tried to lead me out of the room. In the end, I allowed him, because I couldn't stand the smell of the room much longer.

When we were in the hallway, I tried to punch Chase in the face, but he blocked me. Each move I made, he blocked easily. Finally, I gave up on trying to inflict pain on him.

"Dragons don't exist! So what was really in that soup? Maybe you decided you could come up with another plan, so you tried to knock me off? Well, I'm made of stronger stuff than that!" I raised my hands, and prepared to fight.

Chase looked amused. "Dragons exist whether you believe it or not. I gave you that soup for a reason. You'll have to have it every day. The first bowl is always the worst. Now, the soup will taste normal, with no aftereffects."

"What's so important about that soup?" I asked suspiciously, slowly putting my hands down.

Chase smirked. "That, will keep you immortal."

I looked at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe that. There was no way I would ever live forever. He had to be lying, right?

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A/N: Like it? Hate it? Lemme know. I couldn't completely think of what I wanted to do. And for some reason, Chloe living forever popped into my head, so here you have it.