Hey everyone! Who saw the Blue Angels yesterday! They are amazing! I love them so much!

Anyways, I can't remember which story it was, but I'm going to say it on both. I am 15 years old, a Junior in High School, which starts at 7:50. I update my stories every Monday, once a week. There, I hope that answers any questions you all had.

Also, as you all know, nest Monday is the fifth year anniversary of September 11. Out of respect, I will not be updating next Monday, but the new chapter will be posted the next week. I hope you all understand.

Enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown.

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When Dojo landed at the Xaolin Temple, Raimundo was the first one off. He jumped off of Dojo's back and stood there. As everyone else jumped off and Dojo shrank in size, he walked up to Clay, his face showing no emotion.

"What's wrong, Rai?" he asked.

Raimundo stared at Clay, then, without warning, brought his fist back and slammed it into Clay's astonished face.

"Hey!" Kimiko yelled.

"Raimundo!" Omi exclaimed.

"What's your problem, Rai?" Clay asked, recovering from the blow.

Rai seemed not to hear. He went over to Dojo. "You've got to take me back," he pleaded.

"No," Dojo confirmed. "Why'd you have to go and hit Clay?"

"Take me back," Raimundo said.

"No," Dojo said.

"Take me back now!" Raimundo demanded, grabbing Dojo and holding him tightly to his face.

"Dude, what is this problem you are having?" Omi asked as Dojo slithered between Rai's fingers.

Raimundo looked at everyone. He shook his head, turned heal, and went to his cubicle, leaving everyone standing astounded alone.

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"Rai," Kimiko said, peeking her head into Raimundo's cubicle. He was lying on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He turned his head and looked at Kimko.

"What?" he asked.

"Master Fung wants to talk to you," she said.

"I'm not going anywhere unless it's back to Rio," Raimundo said, turning back to the ceiling.

"Rai," Kimiko said, going in and sitting on the edge of his bed. "What's so important about that medallion.

"Nothing," Raimundo said.

"It doesn't look like nothing."

"Just drop it!" Rai said, sitting up. "Forget this conversation ever happened!"

"Fine!" Kimiko said. She stood up and left. Rai sat there, looking after her.

"Just forget about the medallion," a voice inside his head said.

"I can't! That medallion is all I have," Rai said.

"Raimundo?" a voice called. Rai looked up and saw and old man, grey hair and a long grey beard. He had on clothes like Omi as well. His name was Master Fung, and he was the one training the young teenagers.

"Master Fung!" Raimundo exclaimed, tripping over his stuff trying to get up to bow.

"No need, young Dragon," Master Fung said, sitting on the edge of Rai's bed.

"Master, I am sorry I did not come earlier," Raimundo apologized, "it's just I-"

"I know why," Master Fung interupted.

Raimundo lowered his eyes.

"And I understand," Master Fung said.

Raimundo looked up, hopeful. "So you'll let me go back," he asked.

Master Fung nodded.

"Thank you, Master!" Raimundo exclaimed. He got up and bowed.

"Go, young one," Master Fung said. He watched as Raimundo sprang up and out out of the room. "The time for truth is soon at hand."