Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown.
A/N: Wow, I haven't updated since Thanksgiving! ; Well, this one isn't gonna be as great as the others, but here we go.
(-)(Chloe's POV)
I blinked after a moment or so. Where was I? How did I get here? I saw a man laughing merrily, while another one stood there with a thin smile. It all came back to me. I sold my soul . . . and now here I was. I looked down, and almost was shocked. I was no longer a 13 year old girl. I was anything BUT a girl.
"How did that happen?" Not only had I grown, but I wasn't even in my same clothing. Every single piece of clothing I was wearing was black. I closed my eyes for a moment, and then Satan began to speak.
"Do you think you were going to stay a girl?" he chuckled. "Course not, so we . . . well, we gave you a bit of age."
I wasn't angry about it. I wasn't really confused either. There was only one emotion inside of me. Hate for my parents was filling me up more and more. Chase looked over at me. "Is everything good?"
I smirked. "I just want to see the looks on their faces. And then, I want to see them suffer."
Chase began pacing. "Perfect. I'd say you're even more evil than-" He was interrupted.
"Well, I best be on my way," said Satan, looking down at his watch. "I've got a meeting with a couple suicidal people in New York." With a quick nod to the two of us, he disappeared in flames.
I began walking around, feeling odd in my new body. "Chase," I muttered, "do you have a mirror?"
He nodded, and pointed towards a desk in the corner. It was small, but it was a mirror nonetheless.
I looked at my face first. My eyes were no longer the bright blue color they once were, but a deep golden color, like Chase's. My mouth was shaped firmly in a smirk, no matter how much I tried to change it. Besides that, the other features on my face were the same.
Looking down, I saw many different things. I was now wearing a tight black shirt, with a black skirt, and black tights, with shoes. I noticed the floor was a lot further down than it had been when I was 13. I gazed upward at Chase, wondering if he saw me any different. Than, a brilliant idea came to me.
"Chase," My voice was filled with delight. "Why don't we just get the ceremony over with now. If my parent's do arrive tomorrow, than it'll be the exact thing they wouldn't want."
He slowly turned his head in my direction. Not a word was spoken for a few minutes. Finally, he smirked and said, "Good idea."
(-)(40 miles away from Chase's Place)
Kimiko had waited until everyone was asleep before packing her stuff. She did so as quietly as possible, making sure she had the Tunnel Armadillo as well. She unzipped the door to her tent and began walking out, walking right into Jack.
He raised an eyebrow at her. "Where are you goin?"
Kimiko felt a surge of hatred for him from so long ago. "That's none of your business, Spicer."
"You happen to forget you're a Spicer too," he said with a calm chuckle. Slowly, comprehension appeared on his face. "You're going after Chloe, aren't you?"
Kimiko bit her lip. "Please don't tell anyone Jack. I don't want them thinking I've gone around the bend."
"I won't tell anyone, because I won't be here to tell them," A grin stole across his face. He took the Tunnel Armadillo into his hand, and muttered its name.
When the others woke up to hear the sound of drilling in the earth, they were too late.
(-)
A/N: Very short. Next chapter is going to be more about what's going on with Ashley, Megan, and Dojo instead of with Chloe, or Chase, or Kimiko, or Jack. But trust me, I will update more often. My next update will hopefully be tomorrow, or Monday, or next weekend.