The sun was rising upon the palace of half-dragon, full-evil demon, Chase Young. The exterior was a mountain carved as a fearsome, flaming face. The interior was a glittering palace, with glittering, blue lakes, green trees, and white marble walls and canopies. On a marble throne, sat Chase Young himself, meditating to conserve energy (his spiritual powers allow that he never needs to really sleep.)

Then, sleeping on a bed of grass, there was the Heylin witch Wuya. Heylin is the opposite of Xiaolin and the two sides are sworn enemies. The Xiaolin Grand Master Dragon Dashi sealed Wuya's soul in a puzzle-box, until Jack Spicer opened it. But Wuya left Jack's side for Chase after her living body was returned to her. Now she desperately tries to complete her quest to have all Shen Gon Wu behind Chase's back.

Suddenly, Wuya heard something like a cellular phone ring in the back of her brain. There was a click, followed by Jack Spicer's voice:

"Wuya," the witch heard in her thoughts, "are you there?"

"Spicer?" she said in her mind, "how are you talking to me?"

"Oh, I put a radar device under your skin," Jack explained, "It transmits radio waves into your brain. But, forget about that. Do you feel any Wu around?"

"As a matter of fact, I have." But Jack didn't know the half of it. Something very serious was about to occur. The witch was beginning to form an evil plan. "I'm glad you called, Jack. Can I meet you in your basement, for old time's sake?"

"It's an evil lair," Jack moaned, "but I guess it'd be cool. So, are we good?"

"Of course, Jackie. We have a lot of work to do…"

"Join me in the next room," Dojo said. He led the monks and Master Fung into the room in which the Shen Gon Wu scroll was kept. The scroll was omitting a strange energy and it was opening and closing like crazy. "I don't know exactly why it's doing that," Dojo said, stoking his small beard, "but I do sense a new Wu!"

The monks' looked anxiously at their reptile companion. "What kind of cool powers does this one have," Raimundo asked, hands clenched.

"Well, I think you kids will like this one," Dojo approached the scroll. "It's called the Helmet of Jong. It allows you to have eyes on…"

The monks looked puzzled. "Dojo," Omi inquired, "I hate to seem discourteous, but the Helmet of Jong Shen Gon Wu has been revealed and is in our possession.

"Really? Oh. Well there is another Wu activating! It's called the Ruby of Ramses. It allows you to…"

"We have that one, too," Kimiko exclaimed. "This is weird. Master Fung, what do you think is happening to Dojo?"

But Master Fung did not speak. His face went pale and his expression grave. And when Fung acts like this, it means the inevitable doom of all that is good.

Wuya tiptoed rose quickly. She was in excited anticipation of the end of the world, this time for real. She was sure of it. Her trusty crow familiar wafted onto her shoulder and she tiptoed down the marble staircase. She was nearly out the door when…

"Wuya," Chase snapped, suddenly in front of her, "where exactly do you think you're going?"

Wuya stopped in her tracks. "N-n-nowhere! I was just taking a little stroll and watch the sun rise, you know…"

"Wuya," Chase growled, "If you lie to me, I will not treat you with as much hospitality as I already do." His fallen jungle-cat warriors began to emerge from their slumber and walk towards their master.

"Alright, fine," Wuya groaned. "It's really important. The Shen Gon Wu quest is finally ending! There is not much time left for this pathetic world! Surely you understand." She brushed her long fingers over Chase's armored chest.

"You should know that I don't give a flying toaster about your Shen Gon Wu. But I believe you. I have been sensing strange energies coming from this world. I suspected it was the Shen Gon Wu because it is concentrated mostly at the Xiaolin Temple."