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Kimiko jumped over a sweep kick and then immediately knocked a punch wide before sending her own hit, which was also blocked. She didn't know whose attacks she was dodging, or pay attention to who exactly she was attempting to send into next week. She just knew that she would be overpowered by the three monks soon.

She needed to think of something, but she didn't know what. A direct hit in her shoulder sent her stumbling back, but she ignored her pain, and lashed out at Omi. She distracted him by a right hook which she knew he would easily block, but kneed him in his chest, and then kicked him in the stomach away from her.

The sand started to shift under her feet, and she looked to find Clay. She didn't think he could control sand. 'This is not going to end well.'

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Raimundo felt like the wind was leading him in circles. He wanted to get back to the beach where his siblings were stuck and where Kimiko was fighting the monks. He didn't know why he agreed to leave her fight the three alone!

She could hold her own he knew, but anyone would tire if they were outnumbered. Well except for Chase maybe. It almost made Chase happier to have more chums to fight and defeat.

Raimundo climbed up the side of a very steep hill, or mini mountain; he couldn't decide which one. He jumped over fallen branches, and weaved in between trees. He felt he was getting closer, and there for ran faster if possible. He was already using the wind as an aid, but mixed in with his nerves, an excitement filled him as well.

He was almost to the top, and guessed that he would find whatever his weapon was to be there. When he reached the top, he looked on in bewilderment. There were ruins of what looked to be an ancient civilization in the middle of a circle of trees. He slowly entered, looking around him.

All he could think about was Indiana Jones, and that he would have to fight Indians who never moved into the industrial revolution. He pushed past the hesitation and then felt and listened for the winds guidance.

Sure enough he found the direction he was supposed to go, and followed fearlessly. He came up to old broken stairs he assumed, but know looked like just a pile of rocks. He jumped up, and gingerly ran up to the top. Some of the rocks shifted under his weight, and fell away after he was passed.

When he made it to the top, he realized he would have to find another way down however, as most of the rocks were no longer in piles, but scattered all over the ground. Raimundo shrugged this off however, and moved toward stone arches.

When he glanced around, still expecting crazy painted Indian people. He was almost disappointed though when none still failed to show. Figures he wouldn't get to fight crazy people with poisoned darts, he isn't lucky enough to have that much fun.

"Chase probably defeated them already." He mocked in annoyance.

The wind seemed to tug at him to put him back on track, which worked successfully. He walked through the arches, and gave a whistle at the sight of what lay in the middle. With the point held firmly in the stone of the temple area, was a sword.

The blade was a pale blue, which Raimundo knew was unheard of, and the hilt was gold, but where he would grip was black. It seemed to be a Persian sword mainly from the slight curve it possessed, but not completely Persian.

Raimundo brushed that off however, and grabbed for the hilt. When his hand was a few centimeters away, he hesitated. Something had to happen as soon as he grabbed it, right? He pushed his hand forward, and curled his fingers around the hilt, and once again waited for something.

Nothing.

Raimundo didn't know if he should be relieved or not, but he still had to pull the sword out of the ground. He tightened his hold, and gave a one good hard pull. He stumbled back and almost fell on his butt however when the sword glided out like silk. He didn't think it would be that easy.

From the ground he examined the sword better. It was heavy, but nothing he couldn't handle. Raimundo then smiled as a sheath seemed to appear over the blade. "Read my mind."

He smiled wide, and couldn't wait to shove his sword in the Dragon of Earths face. This sword was so much better than some boomerang.

He then went serious as he remembered that he promised to be back quick. He put the sheath on, so the sword was strapped to his back and took off forgetting that there still may be consequences to taking the sword. But he learned very quickly his mistake, as giant spears shot up from the ground of the ruined temple space.

Raimundo flipped over one that ripped his shirt on the shoulder. When he landed, he felt the sting, and saw he was bleeding from the point of the spike, but kept moving. He made a flying leap from the platform, as he felt the rocks shaking under him. The wind carried him safely through the air, and he effortlessly landed on the ground. He turned around as the platform crumbled, and then smiled as not even a rock hit him.

"Aw yeah!" he celebrated his simple conquest, but turned around and slumped his shoulders.

The Indians he was hoping to show up before were now blocking his exit. "What are the chances you will just let me leave?"

His answer from the elaborately painted men was them raising their weapons, and blow small darts out at him. He summoned up wind that blew the darts to the left, where he unknowingly took out people hidden over there.

Oops was all Raimundo thought before dodging more darts. He was getting sick of the darts, and being stuck in one place. He needed a course of action, and ran through his head everything Chase ever taught him about a situation like this.

He settled on the plan of using their advantage against them, and in this case it was the darts. He almost feared the amount of concentration he would need for this, but knew he had to get out of here.

He held his breath, and waited for another bombardment of darts. Every single person shot out a dart at him, which he was hoping but not hoping for. He let out his breath and the darts stopped in midair. He then brought his hands up, almost pushing the darts to turn around, which they did ever so slowly.

It was a good thing the Indians were too stunned to attack at this point, because Rai knew that he was a sitting duck if someone decided to fire some more. He then felt an instinct to take out the sword. He reached for it as the darts stayed dead still, pointing at the Indians.

He pulled out the blade, and held it parallel to his chest. He saw the Indians then prepare to fire more after seeing the sword, but he was not going to give them the chance. He swooshed the sword out, sending the darts speeding directly to the Indians.

In an instant, the natives were down after being hit with their own medicine. Rai felt pride well up in him, but at the same time he felt he was going to puke. He had no clue if the poison in the darts killed them, or left them unconscious.

They were only protecting the sword, but the sword was rightfully his technically. That thought did not help to comfort his guilt though. He had just killed an ancient culture, human beings. He ran quickly away, wanting to get far from here, and get back to where he was needed.

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Kimiko looked back and the siblings again, just making sure they were out of the way. She pulled out her weapon, and pulled out the throwing arrows. She shot them out of at the three warriors, and they exploded into a vibrant blue fire, as they were halfway to the intended targets. The bird like arrows, flew around each monk at an incredible pace, and appeared to make a fire cage, keeping them at bay.

Kimiko knew that the fire wouldn't last forever, but it gave her some time to think up a plan until Raimundo came back. She ran over to where Izzy and the others were presently positioned. "Are there any back ways out of here?" she questioned, her face tired.

"Well we could just run through the grass to the open beach." Alex proposed. "So where is Rai?" he was completely unaware of the potential danger he could be in as he stood up looking around.

"Why did you bring them here?" Izzy slapped him upside the head.

"Like I knew that they would start a fight." He shrugged off.

Kimiko was then all of the sudden dragged away by an arm of sand. She unsuccessfully tried to claw at the ground to keep herself from being dragged.

"Clay, since when to do you have power of sand?" Omi brought up.

Clay tilted his head to the side contemplating his answer. "I guess it came with the finding of my weapon. I just know what to do strangely enough."

Kimiko rolled over on her back, an idea forming in her head. She lit her leg on fire, a very hot fire. The flames were white in some places, but her grin was wide. The sand started to turn to glass, not as fast as she would have liked, but enough that she could tell that Clay's control was weakening.

Then jumped back onto her feet, but not before Jermaine worked his magic. He muttered gibberish basically, but the words still had some meaning behind them or command. She became disoriented, and dizzy, and was ready to fall to sleep.

She turned clumsily on her feet to face Jermaine, who seemed flustered by his own actions. She was fighting this spell off the best she could, but she knew that without proper training in overcoming spells, she knew she would succumb.

She fell to her knees, and felt like the weight of the world was placed on her back forcing her down. Now she understood why Chase told them to beware of sorcerers before they had proper training in fighting them.

Before Kimiko fell asleep, she could a very pissed off Raimundo walking up.

Raimundo ran through the trees as fast as he could, and before he knew it he was amongst the tall grass again. He heard talking in the wind, and knew he was close. He then came upon his siblings, which now included Alex.

He didn't care however as he hurdled over them, towards where he saw Kimiko fall to the ground. All eyes then turned to him as he walked up, strangely calm.

"So." He simply stated. "How do you want this to go? I can blow you to Antarctica, beat the shit out of you, or" he grabbed his new sword from behind his back, "or I can just start stabbing."

He appeared as if he just asked them vanilla or chocolate ice cream, and not just threatened their well-being. The three monks looked at each other, and Clay and Omi decided to draw their weapons. Jermaine stood their plainly however, now looking at the snoring Kimiko.

He couldn't help but feel that they shouldn't be fighting. He felt like he had a spider sense happening right now, and felt like he should now swing from buildings on a spider web. He then looked back up to now realize a fight was happening without him.

Raimundo was laughing at Omi during the fight because Omi could not get his weapon to work, well he was running circles around Clay. It was really just messing with them, using the frustrations of Omi and Clay against them.

"Clever." He mumbled under his breath. His mind then just took control of his limbs, as if he was just watching himself walk towards the fight. He took the opportunity of surprise as his course of action, and took Clay out first.

With a swift punch to the upper ribs, and a kick to the back of his leg, Clay went down to the ground, disgruntled. This action was enough to stop Raimundo and Omi in their tracks. Everyone stared at him like he had just grown an arm out the top of his head.

"Let's calm down for a moment here." He huffed out, holding his hands up defensively.

Clay then slowly stood up, brushing of the sand, giving Jermaine a glare that would have turned Medusa herself to stone. "I am not thinking calm right now." He grumbled.

Clay was ignored as Jermaine continued. "She will wake up in about five minutes. It was just a defensive spell to allow an escape, but that isn't important. Look, does anyone else have a sketchy feeling about this situation?"

Raimundo lowered his defense after hearing him speak. "I just brushed it off as you people being here." He jabbed.

"My friend, I will admit to a froggy feeling too. But I figured that my weapon was dumb! It doesn't do anything but freeze!" he yelled frustrated.

"That doesn't even make sense!" Rai looked at him with an annoyed face.

"Does too." Omi crossed his arms.

"Yo!" Alex walked up, giving a small wave to everyone. "I am just curious, but what is going on?"

"Long story." Rai gave a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his head.

Alex nodded, but didn't drop the conversation. "So, where's Ninja Fred?"

"So what is this bad feeling you have been having?" Raimundo switched back to Jermaine, walking up to him.

"She is waking up." Alex stated again. "Who is she?"

Sure enough Kimiko was stretching out, moaning as she did. She then opened her eyes, which were now glossy, and a Cheshire grin was on her face. "Hellloo eevvrybodyy!" she sighed out.

"She is going to be loopy." Jermaine pointed out to everybody, "It's a side effect."

"Maybe now she will be tolerable." Lina muttered, but got a slap on the back of the head from Izzy.

"Um, Kimi, how ya feeling?" Rai hesitantly kneeled down next to her.

"I am just wonderful! Is there a party going on?" she asked excitedly. "There are just so many people, and I just love parties!"

"Oh, I like her." Alex laughed out.

Raimundo gave him a little glare as he helped Kimiko stand. "You two look awfully alike!" she said pointing at Alex, and then poking Raimundo in the face as she went to point at him. "Are you twins?"

"Something like that." He answered removing her finger from his cheek. "How long does this last?" he looked at Jermaine.

"It depends on the person." He shrugged his shoulders.

"This party needs more laughing." Kimiko slurred out. "Oh, oh, I have a joke!" she clapped her hands. "Okay, how did it go. Why did the motorcycle stop moving?"

Kimiko barely contained her laughter as she waited for someone to guess. She couldn't take the silence anymore and told everyone. "It was two-tired!"

Pitty laughs filled the air, but were muted out by Kimiko's roaring laughter. Her head was buried in Raimundo's shoulder, and she hit playfully at his chest as she laughed.

"Are you sure she isn't drunk?" Izzy asked.

"So, who is she?" Alex asked again.

"This is Kimiko." Lina answered in a mocking voice.

"I see someone adores her." Alex raised an eyebrow at her.

Kimiko then broke into the conversation, as she walked over to Alex, and put a hand on his shoulder. "I think someone put some sand in her underwear or something." She 'whispered'. "She has just been cranky."

"Can we keep her?" Alex laughed.

"No." Raimundo butted in.

Alex then pointed at Raimundo, then back at Kimiko with a knowing smile now on his face. "You two are dating aincha?"

Kimiko let out a girly little laugh and blushed, but didn't answer. "Do you know Ninja Fred by chance?"

Kimiko let out an excited squeal! "You mean that darling teddy bear!"

"Good luck charm." Rai butted in again. "What is this bad feeling thing."

"I can just sense something bad will happen, ya know." Jermaine toyed with his hands. "I just don't think that we are meant to be enemies." He said genuinely looking at Raimundo.

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Wuya was eavesdropping on the conversation between the monks, and Chase's monkeys (she liked to call them that). This put a wrench in her plans. If these brats did indeed team up, that meant that she had to work that much harder to find the treasure first.

Well Jack had to work harder, she didn't feel like glistening. She pulled a scroll out of her sleeve, and set off to find Jack.

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