DISCLAMER: I'm really REALLY getting tired of writing these disclaimers!
zankoku na tenshi no you ni
shounen yo shinwa ni nare!
aoi kaze ga ima
mune no DOA wo tataite mo
watashi dake wo tada mitsumete
hohoende'ru anata
sotto fureru mono
motomeru koto ni muchuu de
unmei sae mada shiranai
itaike na hitomi
dakedo itsuka kidzuku deshou
sono senaka ni wa
haruka mirai mezasu tame no
hane ga aru koto
zankoku na tenshi no TE-ZE
madobe kara yagate tobitatsu
hotobashiru atsui PATOSU de
omoide wo uragiru nara
kono sora wo daite kagayaku
shounen yo shinwa ni nare!
Harsh Betrayal
Tyson was training hard; he was extremely close to becoming a Wudai warrior. Master Chow's slightly tougher attitude than Master Fung's made him progress quickly, the sun made him feel very hot. The sunshine was always bright at the Earth Temple. He furiously practiced his wind powers; he was very imaginative with his skills.
"I can do this!" he growled.
He forced over a crowd of training dummies, flattening them with the powers of the air. Master Chow and the other four people at the temple saw how well he was doing. Master Chow was a short man, unlike master Fung; he had a head of short grey hair. His long moustache was grey too, and he wore sunglasses, due to the bright sunlight.
"Well done Tyson. Come over here and I shall give you a reward," said the wise master.
Tyson eagerly walked over, he held out his hands. In his hands Chow placed a turquoise sash, Tyson recognised this as a Wudai sash, and it was exactly like Pierre and Sheila's sashes. Soon after, he would train hard to acquire a gold sash like Tristan's.
"Thank you so much!" said Tyson.
Chow cleared his throat, ready to speak.
"Now you have all acquired Wudai level, you may start on your quest to retrieve the three Wudai weapons; Metal, Wood and Void. Tyson, since you are not a chosen one, you shall not get a weapon, but you do have the freedom to come along on their journey," smiled their master.
"Are these weapons Shengongwu?" asked Pierre.
"No, you have to use a map to retrieve them. King's wu sense cannot find them," explained Chow.
King stepped forwards and transformed into his comet form, the four warriors hopped onto him.
"We'll come back soon, master," shouted Tristan.
They flew off into the horizon, guided only by their map. Sheila looked at it, trying to find the nearest weapon.
"All our weapons are in the same desert, they should be easy to find," she said.
Tristan looked at the map too.
"It says we'll have to find a Blind Swordsman fellow, this is very intriguing…" he added.
They soon landed in a deep valley; ahead of them was a cavern that was fairly narrow. King returned to his normal form after the four heroes jumped off, they were eager to retrieve the weapon. The four warriors walked ahead, King watched them from behind.
"I've got them now!" he thought.
He fired a beam from his finger, dislodging some boulders and making them tumble down rapidly. When they landed, it looked like the four children had been crushed.
"King, we've been cut off! Wait there for a while, we'll get back when we get the weapon!" shouted Sheila from behind the pile of rocks.
"Drat, it didn't work…" whispered King.
The four warriors walked onwards through the dark cavern; ahead they could see an object on a stone pedestal. As they got closer, they saw the true appearance of the weapon. It appeared to be a black and silver bracelet, with a silver string attached. On the end of the string was a small, sharp looking crescent shaped blade.
"That looks odd…" whispered Sheila.
There was a loud rumbling sound, followed by a mighty roar.
"What was that?" Pierre shouted.
Huge humanoid figures slowly emerged from the walls, the four children stood back in shock.
"Golems!" shouted Tyson.
"We can't fight; we don't know whose weapon this is!" Tristan shouted.
The bracelet suddenly flew forwards, hitting Pierre in the elbow.
"Hey! Wait, do you want me to be your wielder?" asked Pierre.
The weapon twirled around in the air, as if it was happy. It immediately placed itself upon the French warrior's wrist.
"Hey, it's Pierre's weapon!" said Tyson.
"Come on, let's get out of here!" added Tristan.
They ran as fast as they could, running in between the stone giants legs. They avoided the bone jarring punches that the Golems flung at them, but the cavern eventually came to an end. The boulders that fell prevented escape.
"Oh no, we're trapped!" Sheila shouted.
Pierre stepped forwards, brandishing his weapon.
"Let me try!" he growled.
With a swing of his wrist, the string on his weapon extended. The blade managed to cut through the stone as if it was made from cardboard. They ran through to King.
"Get us outta here!" shouted Tyson.
King converted into a comet and carried the four dragons to safety; they were now flying above the desert once more.
"Few, that was close, let's fly to the next weapon," said Tristan.
They flew close to a small river; there was a broken bridge over it. As they flew closer, they saw there was a glimmer of light in the water. Sheila was brave enough to jump down, braving the icy water. She took a deep breath and dived down, the other three warriors watched her. She eventually came up for air.
"Got it?" asked Tristan.
"Nope," replied the dragon of wood.
"Let me try!" the dragon of void shouted.
He jumped down off King, plunging into the deep water. He and Sheila floated in the water next to each other; there was a sudden bubbling sound from underneath them. Sheila and Tristan jumped at the sight of a long rod, purple in colour, jumping out of the water. It was decorated with yellow rings, and had a clear red ball on either end. It landed automatically in Tristan's hand.
"Wow, this must be mine," he said.
The water began to froth and boil, two huge arms made from water came up. They immediately tried to sink the two warriors, Tyson had to do something.
"WUDAI STAR WIND!"
He used his wind power to lift Tristan and Sheila out from the water, both were soaking wet and coughing. He lifted them onto King's back, they were okay.
"Gosh," spluttered the British dragon ", that was some violent water. At least I got my weapon."
They flew off over towards the next weapon, the map showed it was underground. The Xiaolins landed and surveyed the area, a barren wasteland.
"Where could it be?" asked Pierre.
Sheila saw some movement in the soil, she looked closer, and something was trying to dig its way out. A brown clay pot broke the surface; it was decorated by green zig zags. It flew into her arms, Sheila knew strait away what it was.
"I've found my weapon!" she cheered.
There was a loud buzzing sound; they witnessed a swarm of insects heading their way.
"Sacre bleau! We better get going, tout suite!" Pierre shouted.
They all quickly jumped onto King, before the swarm of locusts could get them. They then began to fly to their next destination; Blind Swordsman's cave. They landed were surprised to see him in the shade of a canopy, enjoying a cool drink at a table. They landed beside him.
"Hello? Who is there?" he shouted.
"It's us, the dragons of Wood, Metal and Void, and two friends. We've found our weapons, now how do we use them?" asked Sheila.
The wise man got off his chair, he grabbed onto the weapon on Pierre's wrist.
"Ah, you have the Flurry Lune. When used correctly, you can use it to cut through any surface neatly," explained the Blind Swordsman.
He walked over to Sheila, he touched her pot.
"This is the Kodama Pot, able to throw explosive seeds when used correctly," he explained.
Finally, he walked over to Tristan.
"Your weapon is the Quantum Fury, it can form a bladed hoop that can suck enemies into a black void," he explained.
"Wow, these are awesome," said Tyson ", too bad I can't have one…"
"Never mind Tyson, I bet there are lots of other cool things you can use," said Sheila.
Pierre looked around frantically.
"Where is King?" he asked.
Sheila began to look too.
"King, where are you?" she called.
Tristan looked into the sky.
"He's left us!" he exclaimed.
King could be seen flying into the distance, had he just abandoned them. The four warriors stood and watched.
"Get back here!" shouted Tyson.
He used his gift of flight to fly after the temple guardian, but he was too slow.
"Crikey, how are we going to get back?" Sheila asked.
"I don't know…" sighed Tristan.