Remembering the Lost
It was an ordinary day at the minor dragon's temple. Pierre and Tristan were busy sparring, while Tyson was practising with the Shengongwu. Sheila was in the garden.
"This should do it," she whispered.
She had finished building a small mound; it was created from soil in the flowerbed. She picked up two twigs; she joined them together with sticky tape to make a cross. She stuck the cross into the mound.
"What are you doing?" questioned Tyson, walking and stopping beside her.
Sheila looked up at him.
"I know that we all feel really sad about Proto's death, so I made this little mound to remember him by," she explained.
Tyson crouched down beside her; he started to make a mound too. Instead of one cross, he placed two crosses on the same mound.
"This is a mound for my parents. They died when I was about three years old, they were on the same boat together when it crashed," he said.
A tear rolled down his cheek, Sheila looked at it.
"I remember my babysitter freaking out, the rest is a blur. I then found my powers when I was about four, but by then I had no friends," he continued.
There was the sound of a plane of some sort flying low above the temple; the two dragons looked up, along with the other two who had taken a break from sparring. The Silver Manta Ray glided gently down to meet them, the original warriors hopped out.
"Hi guys!" shouted Kimiko.
"We detected a new Shengongwu; we thought that you guys would like to get it instead!" Raimundo said.
Sheila and Tyson stood up; they walked over to the Manta with Pierre and Tristan.
"Yeah, we'd love to come!" said Tristan.
"We have not seen action for ages!" Pierre added.
"I'll take you there, okay?" said Raimundo.
The three minor dragons and Tyson hopped into the Silver Manta Ray, Raimundo took them to the location of the new item that had been activated.
"The Beret Barrier is a Shengongwu that protects the user from ice and sheer cold, making it fairly useful," Raimundo explained as they flew to the beret's location.
They soon hovered over Lake Superior; there on the shores of the lake was the golden beret like Wu.
"I'll go down," said Tyson.
"Looks like nobody is here to challenge us," Sheila added.
Tyson hopped out and onto the sand below, before he could reach the Shengongwu, a great force pushed him away.
"It's Raphalt!" Raimundo exclaimed.
The evil boy slowly walked towards the Wu with a menacing expression on his face, Tyson began running towards it.
"It is too late, human. I shall claim the object; my powers are far more potent than yours!" Raphalt chuckled.
The weakest Xiaolin warrior laughed.
"I can challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown!" he said.
Raphalt smiled.
"Okay then, name your game!" he said.
Tyson thought deeply.
"First one to get to the top of the stone platforms wins. I wager my Thorn of Thunderbolt for your Rocketick!" he shouted.
The surroundings changed, large stone platforms rose from the lake. The two competitors were standing on the lowest platform.
"GONG
YI TAMPAI!"
Raphalt had a head start, but Tyson managed to gain
speed with the powers he had mastered.
"THORN OF THUNDERBOLT!"
The electric attack just missed the villain, the two warriors continued to jump up the platforms.
"Face it boy, you shall never defeat me; PHOTON RAY!"
Raphalt's signature attack struck Tyson hard in the chest; the young warrior plummeted into the water.
"Oh no!" shouted Pierre.
"Poor guy…" whispered Raimundo.
Tyson was slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake; he didn't know what to do. He couldn't move as the beam that Raphalt had fired at him paralyzed his body.
"I'm going to drown. Guess I'm not a powerful warrior after all," Tyson thought as he drifted down to the depths.
"You have us," said a female voice.
Light surrounded him as he continued to sink; the lights became a transparent sword that seemed to be made from glass.
"Son, don't give up whatever you do. We've been watching you since we died," said a male voice.
"Mother…Father?" thought Tyson.
"We managed to revive ourselves as this Wudai Weapon. We saw that you were the only one without one," his mother said.
"Its called Zephyr Revenge," his father said.
The lights disappeared.
"Thank you mom and dad, this means a lot to me," thought Tyson.
With a great burst of energy, Tyson shot up from the bottom of the lake.
"The Wu belongs to me. It shall provide great energy!" laughed Raphalt as he continued to the top.
He turned his head as he saw Tyson break the surface of the water.
"No way! You were supposed to be drowning!" he growled.
"It'll take a lot to defeat me!" Tyson shouted.
All of his comrades cheered with glee.
"Way to go!" Raimundo cheered.
"What's that he's holding?" questioned Tristan.
"It's some kind of weapon!" Sheila shouted.
Tyson landed on the same platform as Raphalt. A quick flick of his wrist caused his new Wudai Weapon to transform into multiple swords, all joined in a line by a thin thread.
"ZEPHYR REVENGE!"
Raphalt growled loudly as he was knocked a few platforms downwards.
"Crikey!" exclaimed Sheila.
Raphalt landed softly.
"You won't win!" he sneered.
He fired a small blast at Tyson, but the second wind warrior deflected it.
"My new weapon is the light that shines within me!" Tyson said.
He continued to jump across the platforms to the top.
"PHOTON RAY!"
Tyson was struck off the platforms once more.
"He's going to fall all over again!" Pierre shouted.
"Not again!" Tristan exclaimed.
The young warrior somersaulted and flew towards Raphalt with great speed.
"WUDAI STAR WIND!"
Raphalt was knocked off the platform; Tyson reached the top platform and claimed his prize. The scenery returned to normal.
"Yes, we won!" shouted Raimundo.
Tyson walked forwards with all three of the Wu that were featured in the showdown he had won.
"Wait a second, look at the Rocketick!" said Sheila.
They all saw that it was grey, as if it were made from stone.
"A fake?" said Tristan.
They all turned their heads to see Raphalt laughing maniacally.
"Its energy has been drained to resurrect my master!" he said.
"You fiend!" growled Pierre.
Raphalt continued to laugh as he became his comet form and raced into the sky, the minor dragons shook their fists at him as he flew off.
"That betrayer!" whispered Tristan in his anger.
Raimundo inspected the Wu that had been sucked dry.
"Whatever this guy's planning, I don't like it," he said.