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"I fear we have upset Raimundo," Omi said the next day.

"What gave you your first clue?" Kimiko asked.

They were currently watchhing Raimundo train. He was on the other side of the court, doing some Wind moves on a dummy. He never looked at the others.

"Why do you think that Leonardo was so nasty to Raimundo?" Clay asked.

"I'm not sure," Kimiko said. "Maybe because he was a kid?"

"I do not think that is the reason," Omi said.

"Hey, Clay," Kimiko said, "did you ever get Dojo from behind the tree?"

"Shoot!" Clay said. He and the others ran off to the tree and looked behind it. Dojo was gone, but Clay's rope was still there.

"Where'd he go?" Kimiko asked.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to find Master Fung standing behind them. Dojo was on his shoulder.

"You three need to come with me," he said.

Omi, Clay, and Kimiko gulped. They silently followed their master to the meditation temple. There, they sat down. Master Fung sat opposite of them.

"You three are in very big trouble," he said.

The monks said nothing.

"Would you care to explain?" Master Fung asked.

"Well, we wanted to know why Raimundo was so well known in Rio," Kimiko said.

"And why Leonardo blew up when Raimundo wanted his medallion back," Clay said.

"And why that medallion is so important to him," Omi said.

"Did you ever think to ask him?" Master Fuung asked.

"We did," Omi said.

"And what did he say?"

" 'I'll tell you later'," Clay said.

"Then you should have waited for Raimundo to tell you," Master Fung said. "It is his past, and he has to come to terms with it before he can share it with everyone else."

The three friends stayed silent.

"Dojo, go get Raimundo," Master Fung ordered.

Dojo slithered down to the ground and out the door. A few silent minutes passed, and then Dojo appeared in the doorway, Raimundo behind him. He looked at everyone, then sat down a few feet away from them.

"Omi, Clay, Kimiko," Master Fung said, "you owe Raimundo an apology."

"We're sorry," they said, all at the same time.

Master Fung looked at Raimundo, who was looking anywhere but at the people in the room. Master Fung cleared his throat, and Raimundo muttered something.

"What was that?" Master Fung asked.

"Apology accepted," Raimundo said through gritted teeth.

"Now, Raimundo, I think you owe your teammates something as well," Master Fung said.

"Master Fung, I-" Raimundo started to say, but stopped when he saw the look on his masters face.

"Fine," he muttered. He looked at his friends. "When I was three, my mom left me and my brothers and sisters, leaving my eldest sister in charge of us all. She was fourteen at the time. The medallion was sort of like a wedding ring for my mom and dad. I don't remember much of him. When I was born, a draft swept through the city. Promising to return, my dad left when I was one. When the draft was over, we all waited expectantly. He never showed up.

"My mom had to raise us herself. She did it for two years. Then, as you saw, she left. I was the last one to see her. She gave me her medallion. I've never taken it off since.

"When I was growing up, I earned a reputation. The other kids called me Problema, which means 'trouble' in Portugese. I was always feared. I was able to steal anything, but always got away with it. So my brothers and sisters were never able to get jobs, which meant that they couldn't support themselves or me. So, my sister Ana did the next best thing. She joined me up with the Portugese Circusn when I was twelve, saying that it would be a better life for me. She was wrong.

"Leoardo had met my father when he ws trying to find a place to hide during the draft. Leonardo took him in, but then woke up one day to find him gone. Leonardo had wanted my dad's medallion. It's made of pure gold and is very valuable. My father refused. So Leonardo planned to steal it one night, but he never got the chance. So, when I came along and had the same medallion, he planned to beat it from me. I wouldn't back down and tried to leave several times. I was always caught by someone and Leonardo had my wrists tied so I wouldn't be able to go anywhere. Then one night, he stole my medallion.

"I went a year without my medallion. Then, when I was doing a performance in Madrid a while back, Master Fung was in the audience. He had seen me use my element and knew who I was. So, he approached me afterwards and offered for me to come to the Xaoilin Temple. Naturally, I agreed. Leonrdo wasn't happy, and Master Fung had to pay him. With his occupation on his money, he didn't see me sneak into his room and steal my medallion back. I suppose you know the rest of the story."

The others just sat there. They tried to digest this information. Apparently Raimundo had had a tough childhood. He was currently fiddling with his belt, staring at the floor.

"Raimundo, we..." Omi said.

"We never knew about that," Kimiko finished. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because I didn't want you know how I used to act. I thought that you would think that I was a monster and that your views of me would change," Raimundo said, looking up.

"Raimundo," Kimiko said, "what you did before you came here can't define who you are now."

"She's right," Clay said. "We know only one Raimundo, and he's sitting right here."

"We do not care about the other Raimundo. We only care for you. Right now," Omi said.

Raimundo looked at them all. A small smile forced its way upon his face. "Really?"

"Of course!"

"Why would we not?"

"You bet, Rai!"

"Thanks, guys," Raimundo said.

Everyone smiled and walked over to Raimundo, giving him a big hug. Master Fung and Dojo were standing off to the side. He was smiling slightly. Dojo looked at him.

"You knew this would happen," he said. It wasn't a question. It was an accusation.

Master Fung chuckled. "One does not look after a bunch of kids and not know what will happen," he said.

"I hate it when you that!" Dojo said. But he was smiling all the same.

"Let us leave them alone," Master Fung said.

He and Dojo left the room, leaving the four Xiaolin Warriors alone for the moment.