YEY! Someone guessed the song! It was Prisoner of Society by the Living End! (Rejoice! BE happy! OTHER STUFF) Also, NO this isn't the continuation of New York Mayhem, YES Mandy will appear in New York Mayhem and NO… I haven't got any more yes/no facts.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything except the plot… but I wouldn't mind having Wuya as a cat… it would be cool… she would scratch anyone I hated as long as I fed her gourmet meals…
"Come out Spicer!" yelled a large bean with yellow eyes, which were scrunched up in sadistic pleasure. One of his tentacles that served as hands swung out and knocked over a weak stonewall. Soon the memory faded away replaced with more fazed out memories. Flashes of first generation and the second went past his eyes. One image stayed the same against a blur of dark colours. The Reaper came to him with a skeletal hand out, the scythe gleaming in the other.
"Two more years Jack Spicer."
Jack woke up with a gasp and sat up from his bed. He took several more deep breaths before running a hand through his red hair. He hated looking like a Jack. He looked like the first Jack Spicer and it made him feel guilty for all first sons that he looked like the man who started the curse. Annoying, stupid, wimpy Jack Spicer the first… He sighed and got out of bed. He only wore black pyjama bottoms, as the night was too hot to wear a top, which means he had his chest exposed (look and drool ladies). He walked to the kitchen, careful to not make a sound when he went past Mandy and Otto's dormitories. He opened a cupboard and pulled out a mug to make himself a hot chocolate. Wuya, the cat, lifted her head and gave a menacing hiss. Jack shot back his own menacing glare and went on with the making of his hot chocolate.
As he waited for his milk to heat, he went back to his room and retrieved two books; the diary of his predecessor and another book that had been opened and leafed through many, many times. He sat at the table and opened the unnamed book. It was a record, a record of every dream every cursed generation had dreamt. He turned to the last page and was quite surprised to find Otto's writing. In his dream he wrote about how four voices kept on plaguing him, begging him to stop what he was doing. Jack frowned. The second son always had the strangest dreams, for they always spoke of mysterious four voices. Jack checked if Mandy had made an entry, and was proved right. Her dreams showed pain, mostly from black tentacles that kept on lashing out to hit her. Which reminded him of his own dream. He sighed and grabbed a nearby pen and wrote what he could remember of his dream. These dreams were important, they were a way to let out some steam and for others to piece together the mysterious past of the first generation.
"Jack?"
Jack turned around and found his sister in the kitchen doorway. Wuya gave another hiss and jumped off her resting spot on the couch.
"What is wrong?" Jack asked calmly, walking over to his sibling. He noticed Mandy was shaking. He also noticed a large black bruise on the side of her face. Jack widened his eyes and immediately grabbed Mandy.
"What happened?" he said, trying to still his sister's shaking. Mandy looked to be close to tears.
"Something hit me in my sleep… it hurts…" she whimpered. Jack pulled her into a hug. Mandy didn't resist but didn't return the affection either. Jack directed her to the milk that was starting to cool down and made her the hot chocolate that was first intended for him. It wasn't abnormal for the cursed ones to suddenly receive a bruise. It was a sign that the curse was still going strong and what the first generation had suffered. Suddenly a yelp and a yowl sounded from Otto's room. In a few seconds Wuya ran into the kitchen with Otto behind her without his sunglasses and a scratch on his cheek. His brown eyes were wide with anger and permanently dilated.
"The cat scratched me! I've done nothing wrong!" yelled Otto, pointing an accusing finger at Wuya who had once again disappeared. Jack gave a chuckle and went to fetch the first aid kit. Otto gave another grumble and looked at Mandy.
"What happened to you?" questioned Otto, rushing over to give his affections as well in a form of a hug. Mandy shook her head and buried her head into Otto's chest. Jack returned with the first aid kit and smiled at the site of his siblings hugging. Otto noticed and pulled away, slightly blushing. Jack pulled out an electronic rubber from the first aid kit and pulling Otto closer, proceeded to 'rub' out the scratch. It only took a few seconds and soon Otto's face looked like it had never been harmed.
"There. Good as new!" exclaimed Jack, stepping back to examine his handy work.
"Thank you Jack. Now time to kill a cat…" growled Otto. He got up and to everyone's surprise Wuya came back. Usually, the cat preferred to be alone and the only time she mingled with people was if she was planning to scratch them. The cat sat in the middle of the group with something in its mouth. She dropped it and walked back to the couch. Jack took the object and examined it. It had a hole in the middle and it was an olive brown colour. Mandy stared at it for a moment.
"It's in the dream book!" she said unexpectedly and rushed to the book that Jack was previously writing in. She leafed through a couple of pages and stopped at on particular page. She showed it to her brothers.
"The Tongue of Saiyjong?" (Is that how its spelt?) Otto said, raising his eyebrow. Jack read what was underneath the picture of the artefact.
"Able to speak to animals. To use say name out loud." Jack said. He shrugged his shoulders and faced Wuya. The cat looked back with a haughty air.
"Tongue of Saiyjong!" yelled Jack. A tongue protruded from the hole in the artefact. He swore he saw Wuya raise a cattish eyebrow. The cat started laughing, to Jack it sounded human, to Mandy and Otto is sounded like she was yowling.
"You Spicers take your time in everything." scoffed the cat. Jack stared at Wuya with disbelief.
"What did she say?" Otto said excitingly, his anger disappearing within a second.
"She says we take our time in figuring things out." answered Jack. Otto pouted and folded his arms in disappointment.
"Now before we go on with the hows and whys of this artefact, I would like to say congratulations on finding the diary." continued Wuya, jumping down from the couch again. Jack translated for the others. Everyone was worried about where this was going to lead.
"I was expecting it to be found after another 6 generations but I had been proven wrong before," sighed the cat. She jumped onto the table so she could be eye level with Jack. "Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, the diary. Jack Spicer's diary. The vital clue."
Wuya laid a paw on the fragile diary and patiently waited for Jack to translate this to his siblings.
"I heard that you would go to China. Good, first step of the journey you will all undertake. I'm coming with you."
To this Jack didn't bother to translate.
"NO YOU ARE NOT!!!" he yelled, startling Mandy and Otto.
"What did she say?" asked Mandy, settling her brother down.
"That cat wants to come with us!" seethed Jack. Otto gave a growl as well showing equal disapproval.
"Say whatever you want. I happen to be a valuable asset to this journey. Do you know who I am?" Wuya hissed back, her back arching. Jack gave a glare and translated.
"I'm Wuya, a Heylin Witch that has been put in charge for observing the Cursed Ones! And to tell you the truth, I don't want to look after anymore miserable generations! SO you either take me with you since I actually come from China and I know your next step!" Wuya hissed again. This made Jack even madder.
"You knew all this time and you didn't bother to tell any of the other generations?!" Jack yelled. Wuya's back relaxed at this and examined her paws again.
"They didn't find the diary, dear Jack. You did." smirked Wuya and looked at the rest of the siblings.
"Tell them they are the spitting image of their predecessors." smiled the cat once again. Jack translated this half-heartedly to his siblings.
"We know." Mandy said.
"What we don't know is how you came into the family." Otto asked suspiciously. Wuya gave a shifty look.
"I don't want to talk about it! It's embarrassing and unimportant!" Wuya hissed. After a swift translation, the group couldn't help but chuckle. Jack gave a sigh and sat at the table, staring at his predecessor's diary. He turned to the first entry and was about to start reading when Wuya laid a paw on the page.
"There is a time and place for everything Spicer." the cat continued. Jack gave a grumble and closed the diary. Behind him Otto gave a sigh.
"So what do we do after we arrive in China? Since the curses were laid, no one has gone overseas." he asked. Wuya gave a thinking look before answering the question.
"We find the Spicer Mansion. That is were the first Jack lived." Jack translated this to his siblings, earning a suspicious look from Mandy.
"How do you know all this?" she asked.
"I knew the first cursed ones very well, especially Jack. Our paths crossed often."
"But they were around 500 years ago! How could you possibly know them?" asked Jack after a swift translation.
"9 lives, dear Jack, I am a cat after all." Wuya replied. The night went on and slowly turned to dawn. Wuya told them of the artefact and a little more detail on the first cursed ones. It was a slow and painful conversation because Jack had to translate to his siblings. But in the end it was worth it. The artefact they were using to understand Wuya's speech was one of the many shen gun wu that had existed thousands of years ago and had magical powers that assisted the person that had activated them. It had once belonged to a group of monks called the Xiaolin Dragons.
"Xiaolin? That is in the diary!" Jack said suddenly getting up from his chair.
"You are just looking for an excuse to see that diary are you?" sighed Mandy. Jack gave a sheepish smile and sat back down. The group stayed in silence, pondering what to do.
"I guess I'll go book tickets to China." sighed Jack and got up from the table yet again. Another wave of silence went over them.
"So what else?" asked Otto, leaning on his shoulder.
"How did the curses come into play anyway?" sighed Mandy, fiddling around with the Tongue of Saiyjong.
"Your predecessors angered many great people. Your predecessor angered one in particular." answered Wuya absent minded. Mandy stared at the cat with shock.
"Two questions. How can I understand you and which person did my predecessor anger?" whispered Mandy in shock. Wuya looked at her blankly then pointed with a paw to the artefact she was holding. Mandy blushed and was silenced.
"Once activated, whoever is touching it will able to participate in its abilities. As for your second question, the facts are hazy. Apparently it has something to do with you chose the wrong thing."
"That isn't hazy. That is a category 10 fog!" muttered Otto, who had touched the Tongue as well.
"Look, I have been regenerated so many times that even I'm forgetting the details. If the curse had reached several more generations, all you will be left with is an angry cat that is of no use."
"Haven't you already reached that level?" Otto muttered again. He noticed the creeping rays of sunshine and got up.
"I'll be back. I'm just getting my sunglasses." he said as he headed to his room leaving the two females behind.
"When he gets back, tell him he looks like a Matrix reject."
"What the hell is a 'Matrix'?"
"Nevermind…"
Finally! A little bit crappy but it lets out several useful facts about the Cursed ones and what is Wuya's secret past? You will find out in about four weeks time because I haven't got school for that amount of time, therefore I have no internet. So savour this week updates. And keep in mind all little details here…
