Hey! I know I said I'd wait till I got 5 reviews, but this totally awesome idea hatched into my head and I was like, 'I totally gotta write this down!'

Besides, there was like no action in the last one, just fluff. And I love fluff, don't get me wrong! (It's just so fluffy!) But now it's time for some action baby!

I don't own Xiaolin Showdown, but I think we're negotiating pretty well, huh people who own Xiaolin Showdown?

*glances over to a closet where you can hear muffled screams*

*laughs evilly* Yes I thought so too ;]

....I'm just kidding! Hahahaha, I wouldn't do that.....uh...anyway, on with the story (I think this chapters gonna freak me out just as much as it's gonna freak you guys out)

Chapter Eleven

Strange Voice

Kim's POV

I'm sick of this. I'm sick of it all. Being locked away, trying to get rescued, trying to save myself, nothings working, damnit!

I was back in my room, sprawled out on my big fluffy bed in the middle of my huge room, listening to my i-pod. I didn't want to think about what happened today, or what was going to have to happen tomorrow. I just wanted to get lost in the soft beat of the music, and I have to tell you, it was working pretty great until my mind started wondering off like it always does.

I couldn't believe everyone had been captured, except for Chase, and I had no idea what was going on between my father and him. I mean, Chase said it himself that they hated each other! They must be planning something...

Well you know what!? I'm not going to let that little plan of theirs that involves tricking me into a fight with my father work! And do you know why?

"No I don't know why, tell me."

Okay, it's because...

Wait, what the hell!? I just heard something in my head...am I going crazy!? Now I'm actually talking back to myself! And I don't even know how I'm doing it! ....This is kind of cool! Except for the fact that the voice is like a soft little, creepy whisper that gives me goose bumps and shivers up my spine. And it's not even my voice....Hmm, not weird at all.

Okay, okay Kim, now you're just being random. Shut up and get to the point.

"Yes, yes...we all want to know what that wonderful little mind of yours is planning."

.....

I think I'm done thinking to myself know. Clearly, however my mind is talking back to me, it's trying to scare me, and if it wants to know my plan so bad, then it's going to try and sabotage my plan and that's not going to work! Wait I don't even have a plan, I was just going to go fight my dad right now because I'm tired of all this cra- oh crap! I just let my mind know what my plan was!

Well too bad mind! You're not going to ruin this plan of mine!

Okay seriously Kimi you're scaring me, please stop talking to yourself like this. And I don't even want to know what that creepy little whisper is doing in my head, right now, I just want to go kill my father. Not a weird thought at all...

After having a very stupid and weird conversation with myself and a creepy little whisper in my head, I pulled out the ear-phones in my ears and tossed my i-pod on the night stand beside my bed. I slowly sat up and stretched my arms out above my head. I stood up and tried to shake out the aches in my body that were screaming at me to lay back down. My body was just too exhausted with everything that was going on to want to even stand up, let alone fight. But I let my mind over power what my body wanted and managed to wonder over to my closet to try and find a fighting outfit.

When I opened the door, I almost let my body get it's way, because I forgot how many clothes I had back here at home, and trying to find ANYTHING in the closet that was probably bigger than my room was going to be difficult. But I pushed through the first set of racks that were clearly tank tops, and made my journey through the unknowns of my closet...

Raimundo's POV

I lifted my eyelids slightly to see a gray stone ceiling above me. I looked to my right and saw tons of cells. I looked to my left to see Omi and Clay sleeping on the cold hard floor. I made myself sit up and try and crack my back to make it feel better after sleeping on something even more uncomfortable than the mats back at the Xiaolin Temple, the dungeon floor. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and examined my surroundings more observantly.

There were stone steps at the end of a long hallway in which many cells were lined up along it. A deep, velvet red carpet stretched out from the biggest cell in the dungeon (in which Jack occupied currently...but not for long) and up the stairs until you couldn't see it anymore.

The walls were made of rock, sharp jagged rocks that you could probably kill yourself on. And they were lined with various, broken, and rusted chains that looked as though they hadn't been used in centuries. Candles also were lined up throughout the dungeon.

Wow, they really took the dungeon theme to an extreme.

Then I focused my attention on the boy in the large cell only a few feet away from me. He seemed to have his full attention on me as well. We both let out low growls as we glared at each other with such ferociousness, I'm sure if someone came in between our invisible ray of death, they would turn to ash and die.

"Spicer."

"Pederosa."

Neither of us were going to back down. I inched my way over to the far left of our cell so I was even closer to that red-haired bastard. He seemed to understand what I was doing and moved closer to me as well. But he knew if he got too close, I would strangle him. So he kept a safe distance away.

"So..." I said through my teeth, trying to keep my anger down inside me. "What makes you think you can kiss my girl."

At this, Jack looked like he was about to pounce. I couldn't even describe the looks of furry and pure hatred on his face at that moment.

"YOUR girl!? You think she BELONGS to you!? What kind of sick twisted bastard are you!? She is no one's property and is her own person! She may CHOOSE who she belongs to! You can't just claim her like some little toy a two year old wants!" Jack's eyes turned an even darker shade of red and had a crazed look in his eyes like he was about to kill anything right now.

"Well she's definitely not ever going to be yours." I spat. Then I turned around and crawled back into the corner of my cage, facing away from that...that..I can't even think of what to call him at this moment. All I know is that I won, and I truly was right. Kimiko may not be mine, yet, but she's definitely not Jack's, nor will she ever be. I won, and Jack knows it.

Jack's POV

I sat there with my jaw dropped. I was shocked, yes, but I was trying to think of some sort of remark back to that, I couldn't just let him win like that. No, I had to think of something...

Then my surprised expression turned into an evil smirk. I knew exactly how to tip Raimundo over the edge.

"At least she kissed me back."

And boy did that do it, Raimundo's head snapped back, along with his whole body and hurled it my way. I built up my rage just as he had and stormed over to the side of my cage that was right next to his. Our arms were gripping at each others throats, while we punched and kicked and did anything else we could through bars until a few guards came bustling down the stairs in a hurry. Raimundo and I didn't tear our death glares from each other as we continued trying to suffocate each other until the guards tore open the gates to our cells and started dragging Rai, Omi, Clay, and me up the stairs.

Kim's POV

When I had finally made it to the back of my closet, I found several pairs of fighting outfits. I found a black shirt that cut off above my belly button. It had long, flare sleeves with red, silk cuffs. Red ribbon tied the shirt together and laced down to my stomach and finally tied there. There were long, flared black pants with the same red ribbon weaved down them starting from my thighs to below my knees. It also came with a matching pair of knee-length high-heeled boots, but how in the world are you supposed to fight in boots!? So I settled for a pair of black flats. (Sorry if the description sucks, just use your imagination :] )

I decided to put my hair up in the traditional Japanese bun with two red chopsticks sticking out.

To top my whole outfit off, I dug through the drawer in my night stand until I found a long black ribbon with red dragons embroidered along it. It had been my mothers. I don't know exactly what she used it for, but she had given it to me the night before she died. I kept it ever since. I took it out of the drawer and tied it firmly around my forehead. I looked in the mirror and laughed a little.

"I look like a...fire ninja!" I smiled at myself. Gosh, I looked a lot like my Mother right now. Weird. Okay, back to business.

I walked to my door and knocked on it. The guard outside guarding my room opened the door.

"Yes Miss Kimi- whoa." He suddenly stopped when he got a look at my outfit. I blushed a little, but soon my face was red because of rage because that guard was totally checking me out! I suddenly snapped my fingers in front of his face.

"Hellooo, earth to guard. I'd like to see my father." I could tell he was still a little stunned, but managed to pull off that blank stare all the rest of the guards are supposed to have.

"Uh, y-yes. Right away Miss Kimiko." He blushed a little when he said my name and it made me want to throw up. The guy was probably like in his thirties! "Follow me." He took me down the many hallways we had here. To distract myself from what I was about to do, I tried to take in the decor of this place.

We were walking down a maroon red carpet with dragons embroidered into it; huh. We seem to like dragons here. Every now and then, on the side of the narrow hallways, there would be little tables with vases or a family portrait or something probably ancient and worth a lot of money. The halls were lined with pictures of all my past ancestors. There were a lot, and all the pictures had a gold frame in the shape of many dragons. How could I stand living here? It's like, so...ancient. This place definitely needs a major make-over. I was starting to get into detail as to what I would do with the carpets and chandeliers, when I ran into the back of Mister Guard and almost knocked over a vase trying to keep myself balanced.

"Here we are." He knocked twice on the door.

"Come in." I could hear my fathers muffled voice from behind the think oak door. The guard opened the door and walked in a little, bowed, and said, "Sir, your daughter wishes to see you."

"Ah, Kimiko, come inside. Chase and I were just discussing the issue about you." They bother exchanged rather odd looks, like you do with friends when you have an inside joke or something, only theirs were more...evil.

I stepped in the big doorway and the guard a little too quickly shut the door. I listened to his retreating footsteps until they slowly faded away. I looked up from the floor and saw my father and Chase staring at me with surprised eyes.

"What!?" I was sick of everyone looking at my outfit! Sure it's a little skimpy, but it's supposed to be when your fighting, so that it's not weighing you down!

My father looked up at me with a confused expression. "What is the meaning of this outfit?" I glanced over at Chase who was still staring open-jawed at me. What the hell!? He was checking me out too!? A fifteen-hundred year old dragon-beast creature was checking ME out! I wanted to vomit, but most of all slap the bastard. He had no right to look at me that way. I cleared my throat, and he quickly looked up, but turned his eyes over to a cabinet and tried to make it look like he was examining the china dishes behind the glass, but he knew he'd been caught staring, and the room was put into an awkward silence.

"Well?" My father asked again.

"I'm ready." I said, adverting my gaze from the embarrassed and ashamed Chase to my still confused Father.

"You're what?"

"I'm ready. To fight. You, me. Fight. Right now. I'm tired of waiting, and I know I can't escape this." I saw Chase tense up. I hadn't a clue why, it's as if he knew I would win and take over the world or something.

Psh, as if.

My father was...how should I put it; flabbergasted. He abruptly stood up, knocking his chair back and towering over me. "Kimiko, are you sure?" He cupped my face in his hands and stared down at me with intense concern.

"I'm sure, bastard." I spat in his face. He turned away and wiped off his face.

"Kimiko!" He forcefully grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward. "You know better than to disrespect me like that! I'm done putting up with your childish antics. You will show me some respect, now." What I wanted to do most was light him on fire and watch him burn and suffer. But something in his voice, that tone of, authority, in his voice, made me listen.

I bowed my head in shame. "I apologize, Father."

He released his death grip on my arms. "Now, you will go to the battle grounds outside and wait until your little friends are there, and I return fully prepared, do you understand me?"

"Yes Father." I whispered, my voice shaking slightly from shame and fear.

"Good, now go."

I quickly scurried for the door, but tripped over a chair. I scrambled to my feet and pried open the door and bolted down the hall like a bat out of hell. Never had my father talked to me like that, and never had I been so ashamed, and in front of Chase Young! I wanted to cry, but I knew that would only weaken me, and squash the anger that was building up inside me. I needed that anger so I could win.

"Yes child, let the anger build up...then your father will truly see what he has done to you..."

I stopped dead in my tracks and crumpled down to my knees, holding my hands over my ears.

"Shut up! Shut up! Get out of my frigin' head!" I screamed, unable to ignore the eerie little whisper in my head any longer.

I could barely hear it now, not being able to make out what it was saying, but just a low hum quickly fading into th wind. I leaned against the wall and hit my head a few times to try and snap myself back into reality.

What had it meant? Let my father see what he did to me? What did he do to me!? Did it have to do with the voice...?

I shook my head. "No time to think about that now." I whispered to myself. I collected myself and walked ,absent-minded, down the hall and outside into the battling area in the middle of the gardens. I sat down on an oak bench, my mind numb, and just curled my knees up to my chest and hugged them tight, not being able to think about anything.

Raimundo's POV

He was lying. He was totally lying. She did not kiss him back. Kimiko likes me, not Jack.

I was trying to calm myself down. I tried hard not to think about what Jack had said, and tried to focus on where the guards were taking us. "Where exactly are we going?"

"Silence." One of the many emotionless guards said.

"Sheesh I was just asking a question..." I mumbled to myself. They had taken us up about three flights of stairs and were now heading down a long hallway that seemed to stretch on forever.

"Is she already out there?" One of the guards asked the guard in front that had stopped at the door.

"Yes, Takahashi (Kimiko's father) has just informed me. Make sure the chains are securely locked." They stared slapping on cuffs around our wrists and ankles that had at least twenty-pound chains hanging from them. They were all connected so I was next to Clay, who was next to Omi, who was next to Jack. It's a good thing I wasn't next to Jack. He'd be dead by now.

They opened the door and we all flinched as the sunlight poured into the dimly lit hallway. We hadn't seen light in a while. They pulled us along until we were standing on the sidelines of a large, rectangular concrete block. Must be some ancient battle arena or something.

We all started taking in our surroundings. We were standing in the middle of one of the most beautiful gardens I had ever seen. Fountains, bushes, flowers, trees, benches, stepping stones, bird feeders, it was a truly breath taking sight.

But what was an even more breath taking sight was a frail little girl sitting on a bench across from us on the other side of the battle field. I stared open-mouthed at her until her name could come to my lips.

"Ki-Kimiko?" I whispered. I saw her head twitch up a little, but she still continued staring blankly ahead. "Kimiko!" I cried confidently. I wanted to run to her, but I was chained down, and couldn't.

She slowly lifted her head to look into my eyes, and her face brightened. She stood up, and all eyes turned to her. She was in a very...revealing warrior outfit. Boy did I like that. She blushed a little as we all stared at her, but she moved steadily toward us, taking slow and careful strides.

She hugged me and kissed my cheek. She laid one hand on the cheek she had just kissed, and look longingly into my eyes. I leaned forward and kissed her. She kissed back softly and sweetly, but pulled back too soon. She smiled slightly, and stepped over to Clay.

She tried wrapping her small little arms around him, but didn't even make it to his back. They both chuckled at this. She then moved onto Omi. She smiled down at him with tear-filled eyes. No one really understood why she was doing this, but we didn't question her. She hugged him so tight, I thought his head might pop off. She pulled back and kissed his forehead. He smiled and opened his mouth to probably say something like 'My first girl kiss!' like he did when she first hugged him, but she placed a finger over his mouth, wanting this to be a silent moment. He understood and nodded, blushing furiously.

Then she stepped in front of Jack. I made a low growling noise that made Jack send a death glare at me, but she placed her soft hand gently on his cheek and turned him back to look at her. It was getting hard to control my rage at this point. She stood on her tip-toes and wrapped one arm around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. He managed to get his arms around her waist and lift her up so she was against him, and made the kiss even more passionate. That did it in.

I looked over at Omi and bent down so I was eye level with him. "Hey, Omi." I whispered.

"What is it Raimundo?" He asked, still blushing from the kiss Kimiko had given him.

"Use your water element to freeze these chains so we can break them."

"Ooo that is an exceptionally well plan, Raimundo. For once you have proven yourself fit to be leader." I ignored that comment. Omi slowly brought some water from the pond over to us and encased the chains in water, and then froze the chains. As soon as he did so, I broke the chains off, sending millions of ice crystals scattering everywhere, and dashed over to Jack. I ripped Kimiko off of him and cradled her in my arms.

"R-Rai!" She squealed in surprise.

Jack broke his chains as well. "Hey!" He tried grabbing Kim from me, but I yanked her away from him.

"Don't you dare touch her." I growled. She looked up at me with frightened eyes and reached up and touched my cheek.

"Raimundo, calm down." She whispered sweetly. For a moment my anger was gone as I looked down into her sweet, sapphire eyes.

Then I got a striking blow in my back and I fell to the ground, Kimiko being ripped out of my arms.

"Don't tell me what I can and can't do to her! She can decide that for herself!" Jack called above me with Kimiko behind him.

"Jack! Raimundo!" Clay shouted, finally knocking the last guard unconscious. "Would you two quit your arguin' over Kimiko an' get her outta here!?"

I quickly jumped to my feet and realized what he meant. We could save her and get out of here!

Jack quickly swooped her off her feet and we all started running for the gate to get out of the garden.

"Ow! Kimi! Stop!" I heard Jack yell behind me. I stopped and turned around to see Kimiko lighting her hands on fire and Jack dropping her to the ground.

"Kim, stop fooling around! We can get out of here!" I ran over to her and attempted picking her up, but she grabbed my arm and twisted it painfully behind my back.

"No. I have to stay." She said through gritted teeth.

"Dear God her dad brain washed her!" Jack yelled. "Kimiko we have to get you out of here now!" He tackled her to the ground while trying to tie fire-proof ropes around her wrists, but she wouldn't allow that.

"Get off of me! Chase! Dad! Help!" She screamed.

"Kimiko shut the fuck up!" I screamed while assisting Jack so he could tie her hands up.

"Perhaps they truly did brain wash her!" Omi cried.

Jack and I finally got her hands tied together and I hoisted her over my shoulder while she kicked and screamed.

"Do that all you want Kimi," I said while running closer to the gate. "but you're not getting down."

Clay had reached the gate first and when he reached for the handle, Chase Young appeared out of nowhere and flew Clay into a tree.

"And where do you think you're going with the Dragon of Fire?" He asked with anger in his eyes.

"We're rescuing her!" Jack screamed while launching himself at Chase, only to smash into the gate. He shakily sat up. "Wh-where'd he go?" He stammered, trying to stand up but too dizzy to do so.

"I believe she belongs to us." I heard a dark whisper in my ear. Then Kimiko was suddenly taken off my shoulder, and before I could turn around and throw a punch at Chase, I blacked out.

Kim's POV

All I knew was one moment I was thrown over Raimundo's shoulders, screaming and kicking, and next I was in Chase's arms, and I felt like I was going down a roller coaster or something. Then I passed out from everything happening so quickly.

When I woke up, I was laying sprawled out on the same bench I had been sitting on earlier. I groggily sat up, and looked across the battle field to see my friends in small cages, staring at me with deep concern in their eyes.

"Ah, Kimiko." Someone reached down and stroked my hair. "You're awake now, darling. Are you ready for the fight?" I looked up to see my Fathers face. See? He doesn't even care if I'm okay!? All he wants is the stupid fight. I'm going to frigin' kill him in the battle.

"Just, give me a minute to collect myself." I stood up and almost fell into some bushes beside the bench, but I caught myself and started walking slowly forward along the sidewalk that lead to a fountain. I sat down on the edge and stared into the water to see a confused, angry, and...evil girl staring back. Her eyes were not the same Sapphire like they normally always were. They were a darker blue, like navy. I shook my head and splashed water in my face to try and snap me out of it. I stood back up and stared determinedly over at the battle field.

"Father!" I called, pointing an accused finger at him. "I am ready. I am ready to finally battle, and defeat you, once and for all."

Whew, that took me like, a long time to write! My creative juices are just flowing! I didn't wanna stop writing, but this chapter is like way long so I had to stop...

I hope you liked it. I'm trying to be a better writer by using big words! And more description as well ^^ Tell me if you noticed please :] Thank you for reading :]

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