A/N:Thanks, to the two people who reviewed! I was trying to go for an episode feel. It was really surprising to find out that so there were only like three fics that had been done for Dojo. I thought that he was at least getting about half the coverage that Raimundo, Kimiko, and Jack Spicer get. I decided to write this to flesh him out a little bit more. Tell me what you think of it as I make more chapters.
Chapter Three: The Attack
Raimundo and Omi were using the Tunnel Armadillo to dig their way into the earth so that they could break into Jack Spicer's lair from underneath. "This is going to be easy!" Raimundo said over the constant rumbling of the drills.
Omi glanced at one of the many flashing panels on the dashboard. "We must be very careful. Jack Spicer's new robots are extremely powerful, and we would do well to avoid over-confidence."
The dragon of the wind nodded, his confidence deflated somewhat. "I guess. I can still feel all of those pinpricks from this morning. I hope Spicer doesn't have any guarding his lair."
They kept going until they reached the underside of Spicer's manor. "We're going in!" Raimundo said, and he turned the Tunnel Armadillo upward.
Inside stately Spicer manor, Jack was busy preparing for his expedition. Chase Young had given him a jewel-encrusted brooch in the shape of an eyeball; as long as he wore it, he would know exactly where he was going. But the Heylin warlord had warned him that it was dangerous, and he would do well to bring along some back up.
"Okay, guys." Jack said as he tightened the last screw on his new and improved Robo-Jack. "Atten-SHUN!"
Robo-Jack clambered to his feet and gave Jack Spicer a snappy military salute.
"Robo-Jack 3.0, online!" The android said.
"Let's move--," Jack began, but he was cut off by a rumbling sound from behind him. Both Jacks whirled around to see the Tunnel Armadillo…tunneling through the floor.
"Jack Spicer! And another Jack Spicer!" Omi announced on cue as he and Raimundo jumped out of the vehicle and landed just a few feet away from the Jacks. "Return to us the Lunarcanum or suffer a humiliating defeat!"
Jack rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. As if I'm just going to give it to you. Robo-Jack…attack!"
Robo-Jack lunged forward, his fists raised and his telescopic eyes focused intently on the two Xiaolin warriors.
"Orb of Torn--," Omi began, holding up his signature Shen Gong Wu.
"Denied!" Robo-Jack retorted. He slapped the Shen Gong Wu out of Omi's hand, sending the orb rolling away into one of the many piles of mechanical junk littering the basement. While Omi was staring after it, he grabbed the bald monk by his head and tossed him into a swivel chair, wrapping him around it with rubber wires with great speed.
Raimundo decided to take a more proactive approach by launching himself towards his opponent. The dragon of the wind and the evil machine slammed into one another, and Raimundo came off worse by far. The robot went spinning to the ground while Raimundo stumbled backwards a few feet and collapsed. His Wu went flying out of his pocket and into the waiting hands of Jack Spicer.
"Thanks!" Jack Spicer – the real one – said. "You know, this is almost too easy. Almost like taking candy from a baby. Or Brussels sprouts from a senior citizen."
"Nice one, Jack!" Robo-Jack chimed in.
"Oh for the love of--," The wind dragon muttered. "Wudai Star – Wind!"
The two Jack Spicers casually stepped out of the way, causing the gale-force blast to smash some of the wall ornaments that the evil boy genius had collected.
Jack shook his head, struggling to contain his laughter. "Nice one, Rai." He pressed a button that activated his heli-bot. "Well, I gotta go. Maybe when I get back I'll have time to slap you silly some more. Bye!"
Jack and his android duplicate howled to themselves and went zooming out of the lair.
Master Fung could sense the foreboding powers that were rapidly closing in around the world. He had hoped that Dojo's disappearance and the loss of the Lunarcanum were two separate incidents, but the more he pondered over the ancient scrolls the more he believed that they were inextricably intertwined and part of some grander scheme.
Dashi was not a very fastidious note taker. But he had written pages upon pages about the Lunarcanum and the Terrarcanum and terrifying forces that they commanded. According to the tablets, Dashi had locked the Shen Gong Wu away immediately after they had been created. They would have been invaluable in vanquishing Wuya and her forces, but Dashi had decided that they were not worth the risk.
I sealed them away in an enchanted iron strongbox that would prevent them from ever revealing themselves. The scroll said. To keep anyone from finding them, I tossed the box to the bottom of the ocean and set an old, terrible guardian to defend them. I also laid a curse on them to dampen any power that laid its hands on them without my permission. The Terrarcanum would stay where it was fastened, but I feared that the Lunarcanum would continually try and escape. It had the power to fly – a feature that I had designed to prevent Wuya from disarming me if I were to use them – and could easily draw on the power of the ocean to escape. But it never did, and I conclude this essay by saying that my most terrible Shen Gong Wu will never be seen by mortal eyes again.
That was the last thing Dashi wrote on the subject. The rest of the scrolls were just his random musings and doodles – a complete waste of paper.
"Grandmaster Dashi tried to keep the dangerous Shen Gong Wu a secret." Master Fung whispered. "But he failed…I must warn the Wudai warriors. They are in grave danger."
"No need," hissed a hateful voice. Master Fung turned to see the shadow of one of Chase Young's warriors in its human form standing at the entrance to the library. Even though he was standing across the room, he could see the face of Chase Young in the possessed warrior's wide, unblinking eyes.
In the hallway, Master Fung could hear sounds of combat that, while the doors were locked, he could not have picked up on before.
"Leave this place at once!" Master Fung said firmly.
"Good…bye." The warrior held up both hands and Master Fung heard Chase's voice chanting eerily. Purple tendrils streaked from either side of his field of vision and wrapped themselves around his body. The scene broke up into a thousand colored motes and then the elderly monk knew no more.
A/N, Part Two: Yeah, this chapter was mostly framing. I tried to make it a little exciting in Jack Spicer's lair and when M.F. gets attacked. It's going to pick up a little bit more on the next chapter, that has a lot more Dojo than this one which isn't saying a lot, considering this one has no Dojo at all:D
A/N Part Three: I used a bold text for Dashi's writing. Some feedback on whether that was a good idea or not would be appreciated it was readable on my Word processor, but that uses Arial instead Times New Roman so I'm not sure if it's readable to you guys or not.