I finally posted something! This is pretty much a twoshot. it could have been done as a twoshot but I wanted to ask if there was anything in particular they wanted to happen first. I have my own ideas but I'm interested in others.

Clearly a au. Similar to the one Omi creates but not quite.

I think I've lost my angst bug and gained a bunch of writers block, mores the pity.

The monk slumped against the confines of his prison, the Sphere of Yun. His golden eyes were closed and his head was flopped over his torso. After an hour of protesting his imprisonment, and having gained nothing for it, Chase Young had gone to sleep, smack dab in the middle of Spicer's workshop.

The evil genius himself was working on a new project, a replacement of the monk, someone to infiltrate the Xiaolin monks temple. He couldn't help but cast the occasional glance over to his prisoner. Jack seldom saw him out of fighting form, even when he was only observing a showdown he seemed poised for battle.

"There's no way he's going to get that good." Jack said, referring to his Chase-bot. It sat finished on the cold steel table, or it should have been finished. Jack had yet to turn it on.

"Then why don't you give up and let me go?"

Jack looked up from his robot, one hand poised above it.

"Hey! I thought you were asleep?" His hand hastily moved through his red hair, letting the drooping spikes perk back up.

"I woke up,' he replied simply. His eyes skimmed over the robot that lay in its frozen slumber on the table. Jack moved closer, to the other side of the table, only a few feet away from the sphere. Chase spoke with his back to Spicer, but he quickly turned himself around, leaning against the other side of the sphere. He rolled his neck in a slow circle before stretching his arms to the dome's ceiling.

"Not the most comfortable way to nap," Chase said, lips curling into a smile. "Now that you have a doll, you don't need the original, why don't you just let me go before the young monks get worried?"

"The Chase-bot is going to the monks, they won't be worried for long." Jack's ruby eyes locked onto Chase's gold ones. "You'll be here until my plan is done."

"And how long is that?" Chase wasn't worried, not yet anyway. Spicer, while a mechanical genius, was not much of a planner and tended toward non fatal plans.

"For as long as it takes." Jack watched as a flicker of discomfort passed through the monk's features. He clearly didn't like the sound of that.

"You fancy yourself as one of the bad guys again don't you Spicer?" His tone was smooth, even, it lacked all the emotion currently pent up inside him. "You could always turn to the Xiaolin side. You'll get kicked by us less at any rate. You're not really cut out for evil, you'll do so much good on the Xiaolin side." His voice had turned irresistibly charming, almost seductive in nature. Jack took a few steps toward him, mesmerized, before snapping out of it. "I've heard of being seduced by evil but this is ridiculous."

Chase sighed dramatically.

"I don't do well captured and denied the right to moving more then a few feet."

"I'll be transferring you to the Shackles of Yun after I send the robot out. You can move all you want then." Jack bit the inside of his mouth slightly. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this to the man. Chase was visibly distressed now, his eyebrows knit together and lips set in a hard line.

"That's low." Was all he managed to say.

"The Xiaolins created them." Jack replied.

"Yes, but to use on great evil. Never to reach into a fellows mind and shape their will. I will not let you use them on me, even if it's only to tell me to stay put. I've spent too many years finding myself to let you take that away." His voice was steely. Chase Young was too proud to beg, even as a humble monk. Jack was silent for a while, deep in thought.

"I can set the Jack-bots to level ten," he said softly. Jack's insides squirmed with guilt, he wasn't supposed to relent, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't do that to Chase, even if he was supposed to be on the Heylin side. The Heylin treated him like dirt, and the Xiaolin regarded him as sort of a feeble stumbling block. Except for Chase, who treated him with a sort of heedless kindness.

"Level ten?"

"Their highest competency setting. I've tested them with it on, they can zap bugs out of the air from a mile away. You'd never stand a chance with them standing guard."

"In lieu of the wu?" Chase asked, shocked at Spicer's sudden generous offer. Robots after all, were still robots.

Jack nodded, before walking back to his creation and activating it. It sprang to life with a chipper.

"How may I serve you master Jack?" Back in the Sphere of Yun Chase rolled his eyes.

"Go to the monks, you're a spy. When the time is right, steal all their wu. Remember to report back," he paused for a moment. "And be less chipper, more like him." Jack gestured to Chase.

The robot duplicate nodded and zoomed off, all too happy to do its job.

"If they fall for that I fear for the young monks minds. I do not act like that." He watched Jack speak something into his wrist watch. Presumably setting the Jack-bot army to level ten.

"You must have great confidence in these machines." Jack shrugged, skinny shoulders burdened by the weight of the trench coat he had neglected to take off.

"Mom said everyone is good at something."

Chase shut his eyes as the sphere he was in popped and Jack put away the Reversing Mirror in that split second. He stepped out of the wu, a smile on his lips.

"You're going to try and get past the Jack-bots aren't you?" Jack said.

"I never promised I would stay put, you just assumed you could make me."