Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. But I finally realized I own Chloe! I own something! Yay!
A/N: I HAVE NOT UPDATED IN SOOOOOOOO LONG! Sorry, had to get that out. It's been months, and I sincerely apologize. It's mostly because of sentimentalvalue that I'm updating now. So if this chapter is crap, I'll re-edit it. This is probably the most important chapter of them all, or so I think . . . Also, for now it's going to be all in 3rd person, even for the parts with Chloe. I may change it to 1st person when it comes to Chloe, but I'm in the mood for 3rd at the moment, so yeah. On with the story!
(-)(40 miles away from Chase's Place)
"She's contacting me again!" exclaimed Kimiko, when she heard a thought say Mom?.
Everyone shut up instantly.
What's going on Chloe?
Two people and a dragon were just captured.
What? Ashley and Megan were caught? How?
Chase has a way of knowing almost everything. But he doesn't know about me talking to you. As far as I know at least. He hasn't tried stopping me.
This disturbed Kimiko somewhat. What if Chase really knew everything? It could be dangerous if they kept talking . . . or thinking or whatever it was their communicating was called.
Where exactly are you at now? Are you in your cell?
Yeah. Chase told me the rescue party you sent me was pathetic. And I kinda think he's right. Why can't ya'll come for me?
Don't worry. If the others won't come, I will. Nothing is going to stop me from getting you out of that nightmare. Trust me.
I do Mom. Please hurry up though.
We should be there by tomorrow afternoon.
Hurry!
The connection was broken. Kimiko told the others about the conversation.
Rai was the first to speak. "I dunno. I think it's a trap."
Jack shot a look at him. "Why would it be a trap? Chloe isn't going to lie to us. I mean, according to Kimiko, her thoughts sound distressed."
"Still. Wouldn't everyone have felt something if she were still good? What if she told Chase about Katnappé and Megan? I think we should hold off on a full on assault on that place."
Kimiko turned to Clay and Omi. "What do you two think?"
"We should go at once! Chloe needs are help! We are Xiaolin Masters, or at least most of us are." Omi shot a mean look towards Jack.
"Hey, it's not my fault I didn't join you."
"It's not that. Chloe inherited your evilness more than Kimiko's goodness. And from what I can tell, even though her goodness is shining through, her evil is more . . . well, evil than yours."
Jack rolled his eyes. Clay put in his thoughts on the situation. "I think that if we go through with it, we can't be surprised if she actually is a turncoat. She could turn out to be a lowdown, no good, little vermin, and trust me, it don't feel right to say that."
"OK, so we'll attack, but we better have a backup plan. Is that what you're saying?" asked Jack.
Clay nodded. Kimiko began pacing. She couldn't believe it. Almost everyone there was practically saying that Chloe was against them! Even Jack! It was wrong, and twisted, and she didn't like it one bit. I'm going to have to do it myself. I can't trust anyone anymore.
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Chloe opened her eyes, and glanced down to see that the prisoners were gone. No doubt taken to their cells, she thought. She turned, and saw Chase standing there, seemingly lost in thought. She reached an arm out to bring him back to earth.
"Yes?" he asked. He acted as though he were annoyed.
"She said whether the others come or not, she'll be here tomorrow afternoon," Chloe bit her lip. There wasn't a single doubt in her mind that a guilty conscience would appear the moment her mother would bust through the doors. And then, a brilliant plan came to her.
"Chase, I want to sell my soul." It came out so bluntly, that she couldn't believe she had actually said it. Chase slowly turned towards her, then stepped forward.
"Come again?" he asked somewhat slowly.
"I said I want to sell my soul. I want to get rid of the emotions I have, and make sure that tomorrow, I have no conscience to make me feel sorry for that woman. Will you let me?"
Chase closed his eyes for a moment, and then snapped them open, greed and power gleaming brightly. "Go ahead. I'm glad your mind has become more brilliant. Do you think that any of this would have even crossed you mind if you were good?"
No, because I wouldn't even know a single thing about my parent's past, she thought bitterly.
"Well . . . how do I even . . . well summon the dude?"
Chase blinked. "I'll get him here, primarily by shock," With a somewhat scary grin, he yelled really loudly, "Oh what I wouldn't give to be good again!"
The room went dark. All that was left was a slight speck of light, that grew brighter and brighter with each passing second. Suddenly, the lights returned to the room, and a man stood before them.
"YOU WANT TO BE GOOD!" The man's deep voice rumbled. He definitely wasn't how Chloe ever imagined Satan. She had always seen him as a fat red person with horns, a tail, and a pitchfork. This was just a man who seemed to be gothic. Even more gothic than Jack was when he was a teenager.
Chase began laughing at the statement. "Good to know that you're still shock prone. What makes you think I would ever want to go back to that side?" He motioned towards Chloe. "This is my, ahem, fianceé, Chloe."
Satan looked somewhat shocked. "You're going to try and take over the world again? And which family is this young woman from?"
Chloe decided to answer for herself. "Spicer. He tried to marry my mother years ago, so I've heard."
"Feisty little one," he said happily. "Tell me girl, did you actually accept this, or is this one of his little forced things?"
Chase interrupted. "She's doing this on her own free will. But, her mother is coming tomorrow, and more than likely with the rest of the gang. So, she wants to rid herself of a conscience, and all other emotions by handing over her soul."
Satan blinked. "Really. This is a really good day then. I've taken five today who offered, and now a sixth. I should really celebrate soon."
Chloe took a deep breath. "Look, can we get this over with now? The more I think about it, the more I think I'd rather not do this."
Satan shrugged. "Fine. All you have to do is drink this." He began digging in his pockets, fishing around, until he pulled out a small bottle of clear liquid.
"That's it?" She was somewhat shocked at the simplicity of this. Grabbing the bottle, she examined it thoroughly. All it was with clear water.
"Drink it, and your soul will go straight into it. It doesn't matter the contents, just the bottle it comes from."
Chloe quickly looked at the bottle. Girl, it's now or never. This is the real deal. This is the true choice. Good or evil? With that voice ringing inside her head, she withdrew the stopper, and drowned down every last bit of the liquid inside the bottle.
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A/N: Somewhat shorter than my other chapters, but whatever. I hope you somewhat enjoyed that, or enjoyed the fact that I actually updated:) I'm going to try and update tomorrow, and Saturday, and Sunday, because I got a 4 day weekend! Oh, and to those who are in the US, Happy Mass-Murder Turkey Day!