Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. Want proof? Christy Hui made it, and there's a Shen Gong Wu called the Fountain of Hui. Wouldn't it be the Fountain of Spicer if I owned it?

A/N: Since I'm kinda in a hurry, I'm going to answer the two questions I can remember from reviews. A BETA reader is someone who reads a chapter beforehand, and edits it and stuff. The name Chloe came from the Bratz doll head my cousin threw at me the night I started this fic. OK, another quick note, I may add some lemon into the fic in later chapters, but I probably won't. Just a warning though.

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I laid down in my room. So, I thought, if that soup really let's me live forever, why would I care? But that wasn't the only thing on my mind. The wedding was tomorrow night. I had bats in my stomach. I never called them butterflies. It sounded pathetic and weak, something I believed I wasn't. But now . . . it seemed as if I wasn't as strong as I thought. I felt weak, insignificant. I was shocked by this. I had always felt strong, even in the face of Chase, and Wuya, and my parents. But now, it was like a face I couldn't see. I face that wouldn't reveal itself until it felt like it. It was scary.

I got up. It was 6 o'clock. I had been laying in thought for hours, and it didn't feel like it at all. The smells from the dining room reached my nose. I couldn't quite figure out what was for dinner, but whatever it was, it smelled exquisite. I decided to get dressed for dinner.

I wasn't one to try and deny my feelings. Or at least, I wouldn't deny them to myself. I wouldn't dare try to tell someone. That just wasn't me. But I knew I had a crush on Chase. It was so weird. I liked a very evil old man who looked 30. It was just creepy.

I put on a black dress. I didn't like black a lot, but I felt like wearing it. I opened the door, and walked to the dining room.

(-)(40 miles away from Chase's palace)

"Has anyone come up with a plan yet?" asked a distressed Kimiko.

Almost everyone shook their head. Almost everyone. Eyes turned to Jack, who was just grinning in a very odd way.

"I just got an idea, but I'm not sharing it. If you'll excuse me for a minute, I'm going to make a phone call," he said, taking out his state-of-the-art cell phone.

Clay looked suspicious. "Who you gonna call, partner?"

"All in due time," was all Jack said, walking away from the group, dialing a number.

(-)(Salon in New York)

A blonde haired woman sat down, her hair sopping wet. The dryer lowered on her head, as she read a magazine. She was bored. Anyone could tell if they looked at her face. She wanted to rear out, and scream. Anything to drive away the cloud of boringness.

Her cell phone rang. She picked it up, and looked at the caller ID. What? How was it possible? How would he have her number? After all these years? She answered it anyways.

"Hey, Spicer," she said. She was on the phone for a long time. She nodded now and again, saying, "Whatever," at times. After she got an explanation, she asked, "What's in it for me?" and after she heard that, she was hooked. But another question lingered in her mind.

"Who is the girl?"

A nearby old woman looked over at the blonde woman. She almost had a heart attack when the young woman pushed up the dryer and yelled, "KIMIKO HOOKED UP WITH YOU! YOU HAVE A CHILD! HOW THE HECK DID THAT HAPPEN!"

The old woman heard a voice shout from the phone, "JUST GO TO THE TEMPLE, AND WAIT FOR HER!" there was a little -beep- and the blonde woman's conversation with the man had been disconnected.

The blonde woman, still in shock over what she heard, picked up her purse and left. All passerby on the street saw a determined look on her face.

She ran to a nearby alley. No one was there but an old homeless man. She opened her purse and pulled out a gold item.

"GOLDEN TIGER CLAWS!" she shouted. She slashed the air, and jumped through a portal, disappearing.

(-)(40 miles away from Chase's palace)

Everyone looked at Jack in shock. "Who were you yelling at dude?" asked Raimundo. They hadn't heard the plan, because he'd been very far off, but they heard the ending. A deaf person could hear the end.

Jack just said, in a very cold voice, "Part 1 of my plan. I need to make one more phone call, and then I'll tell you what's going on," he walked off again, his cell phone still out.

(-)(Jack's old house, China)

A 28 year old woman was watching TV. Nothing good was on. She got up, and walked to the kitchen, deciding to make dinner. She put a put on the stove, and took out a packet of noodles. She poured in some water, and let it start bubbling. As she did this, her phone rang. She went back into the living room, and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, haven't talked to you in a while," answered the voice.

"Jackie?" she asked, her voice cold. "Why would you call me?"

She listened to everything Jack said. She didn't flip out when she found out he had a kid. But she did when she found out the mother.

"You had a kid with your ENEMY? Does that mean your finally good?" she hoped her voice didn't sound . . . hopeful.

"Let's just say I'm not as evil as before. But I still consider myself an evil genius."

The woman rolled her eyes. "So you want me to go to the temple and meet her there?"

"She should already be there."

"And you want me to bring him with me?"

"Yup."

"OK, well then, bye," She hung up the phone. She walked to the basement. There were still some of Jack's old trinkets left. She found what she was looking for. The heli-pack. Jack had left it behind, not knowing who would live in the house next.

She picked it up, and put it on. She walked back up the steps, and out of the house. As she turned it on, she thought of the one time she had used the heli-pack. She flew into the air, muttering the words she had said that very day.

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When she arrived to the temple, a woman was already there. Along with an old buddy of hers.

"Lady Dojo!" she cried

Dojo looked up. Fear was in his eyes like no other. "M-M-Megan! Uh . . . how nice to er . . . see you again."

The blonde woman looked at Megan in disgust. "So your Jack's cousin? You know them stupid robots of his had tea parties every time I saw them."

Megan looked up. "I remember you from somewhere. Who are . . ." but she saw the purse the woman held. Cat shaped. "Never mind."

Ashley(A/N: I'll rarely call her Katnappe) rolled her eyes, and held the Golden Tiger Claws. "We goin' or what?"

Megan nodded, and picked up Dojo, as Ashley cried, "Golden Tiger Claws!" The portal appeared in the air, and Ashley, Megan, and Dojo jumped through.

(-)(Back to Chloe's POV)

Chase was already in the dining room when I entered. Sipping his soup, as if he were some prissy boy, I thought.

I sat down, and looked at what was before me. The soup was there. I felt something inside of me. Something urging me to eat the soup. I let it take over me, and began drinking it. It was as if I had never had it before, except without pain. When I finished the soup, I ate some of the steak, and then stopped. I was finished. I didn't want to eat anymore. I stood up. Finally, Chase acknowledged my presence.

"You're finished? Good. I want to have a rehearsal of the wedding,"

I nodded. I kind of wanted to go to bed, or at least try to. This little rehearsal could only make me more nervous. And bring up more doubts about what I was doing. Then, a thought hit me, so hard, that I blushed. Chase noticed.

"What?" he asked.

I tried to speak clearly. I did, but it was in a mumble. "I've never kissed anyone before," my face reddened even more as I said it.

Chase raised an eyebrow, and walked over to me. Great, I thought. Now, I'm going to have him tell me off for even saying that!

I couldn't quite figure out what had happened, but after I had that thought, I found myself in Chase's arms. I looked up, as he leaned forward. His lips were on mine.

No, no, no! This wasn't supposed to happen! My brain screamed. As if Chase sensed what I was thinking, he broke away. I didn't know what to think anymore.

"Now," he said, "you have." He began walking away. I followed, remembering the rehearsal we were about to have.

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A/N: I put this chapter up in celebration of the new season! And I'm going to start my fic, Proof today too, so look for it. I may also start another fic called Hole in My Head. So yeah. I kind of screwed this chapter up a little bit, so yeah. I have a lot of this planned out now. Which is good! At least I know what I'm doing now.

A/N 2: If anyone is wondering what Chloe looks like, I have a doll I made of her on My username on there is KreepiSpicer. If you just want to go straight there, go to:

KreepiSpicer.