Emily's POV

It was another quiet day at the temple. The monks were after another Wu, this time called the Mushu-Ku. Supposedly, with this one, you would never go hungry... or at least, you wouldn't go hungry for Mushu Pork, any way. You see, this was yet another useless Wu, because all it did was create Mushu Pork. This Dashi guy must have been really bored.

So any way, here I was typing away on my story again, checking my email, playing some games, that sort of thing. I was very bored. And then... I heard some on knock on the door of the temple. I sighed. Maybe something exciting was about to happen.

I got up and walked over to the door. I opened it, and was face to face with a tiger. I raised my eyebrow. 'Okay' I thought. 'Someone has a weird sense of humor.' I went to shut the door, but something stopped me. I just couldn't do it. So, me being the highly intelligent person I am, opened the door again. The tiger had disappeared, and in it's place stood a person I had only seen in my dreams.

The stranger from my dream (which I quickly realized wasn't a dream after all) stood there. We stared at each other for a few minutes. It was easier to see him now that it wasn't dark. And I definitely appreciated what it was I saw.

The man did have black hair, but now I could see that it also had a green tint to it. His eyes were amber, and looked like cat eyes. His skin wasn't as pale as I remembered, but that could have just been me. I also saw now that he wasn't wearing all black, but instead was wearing dark armor with golden trim. He looked good, but I wasn't about to show that.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

He narrowed his eyes at me before asking, "Are the monks home?"

I shook my head. "Nope. Went... out for a while." The man raised his eyebrows at my reply. It was pretty impressive. I'd never met anyone who could get them up that high on their forehead.

"You didn't go with them?" he asked.

Now I narrowed my eyes. "You ask a lot of questions mister."

He smirked. "I'm a curious guy."

I rolled my eyes. "I'll tell them you stopped by Mister..."

"Young."

"Mister Young," I repeated. "Alright. I'll tell them. Bye." I shut the door in his face, not bothering to see if he actually went. I wandered into the kitchen, wondering if I could find something good to snack on. I was starving... well, not really since I'd had breakfast this morning, but you get the idea. I opened the ice box; nothing. I checked all the cabinets: nothing again. I growled in frustration. There were five warrior minks, who knows how many normal monks, a dragon, and a guest in this temple, and they didn't have any food? What is wrong with these people?

I had just about given up in my search when the old monk from the other day showed up.

"There's food in the other cupboard," he told me as he walked by. I stared at him expressionlessly until he left the room, then opened the cabinet he had pointed to... the one right in front of me. I could have sworn I'd checked there before, but now it was full of snack food... especially Cheetos. Man, I love Cheetos.

I grabbed a bag and went back to my room. I popped it open and inhaled the scent of cheese and faint grease. A small smile inched across my face. I can never get enough of these things. I munched happily on my snack as I played around on my laptop. After a while though, I heard the others come back. I walked out to meet them.

"Hey," I said as I walked up to them. "You guys get the Wu?" they shook their heads and Rai said, "Well actually we did, but it seemed kind of useless once we figures out what it did, and apparently Wuya has a thing for Mushu Pork, so we just gave it to her." I laughed a little. Even though I'd only met her once, I could pretty well picture her doing that.

I'm working on my tenth chapter right now. Until I can finish it, please reveiw!