Cyra's POV

The Spicer mansion was a decent sized building, with red Chinese style rooftops and a sizable courtyard surrounding it with walls on every side. Upon my arrival I saw robots patrolling the area, and I snuck in past them and scanned the house. It seemed pretty normal, minus the robots, except the basement door which read, "Keep out, Genius at work." That was my first hint that I had found the place I was looking for.

As I opened the door, I saw an albino kid, probably around 17 years old with fiery red hair wearing a red Frankenstein tang top with fingerless gloves and black pants typing on an over-sized computer screen and arguing with some sort of purple ghost thing.

"Jack, you can't do anything right! You've made us lose the Golden Tiger Claws forever!" The purple ghost complained.

"Hey! So not my fault! It was your fault for trying to get Ashley to join our side when she just ditched us and stole our Wu!" He rebutted, glaring back at it.

I decided to ignore their argument and asked from behind, "Are you Jack Spicer?"

As soon as he heard that, he sort of screeched and jumped to the side, taken by surprise. "Who are you, and how did you get past my Jack-Bots?" He questioned loudly, pointing at me from behind his chair. His eyes were red with eyebrows furrowed in confusion and annoyance, and he apparently had eyeliner on too… I guess help his "evil" image.

"Um, you just sort of avoid them? Anyways, I have to ask you some things." I answered, though not completely. "

Hey hey… I'm the one asking the questions around here…" He interrupted, and took a moment to think of something else to ask.

"Fine, what do you want to know?" I finally added, patiently waiting for my turn to question him.

"First of all… How did you really get in! Cause I have top-notch security…" He complained.

"Stop your whimpering Jack, those robots of yours are useless." The ghost mocked, staring at me. I kept myself from asking what exactly that thing was when Jack went on.

"Why are you here? And what do you want?" He continued.

I took a deep breath and began explaining, "Well I saw your position posted on the internet… and it mentioned something that perked my interest…"

As I kept talking, I walked around the basement to observe this "evil lair" of his. It was covered from top to bottom with machinery. The shelves were strewn with random metal pieces and there were inventions at every empty space and yet it was surprisingly neat and organized. Even machines hung from the walls like lasers and computers with designing tables were prominent features of the room.

"Your mention of Shen Gong Wu?" I emphasized, turning back towards Jack.

He was clearly getting nervous at this point, and began rambling, "Shen Gong Wu? What even are Shen Gong Wu?" Must have been a typo! Haha… Wuya, I thought normal people didn't know about Shen Gong Wu!" He said panicking.

"They don't! This one must have some sort of connections… But you were a fool for mentioning Shen Gong Wu! Of course people would come flocking here for their powers!" The ghost named Wuya criticized.

"Oh no, I'm not here for Shen Gong Wu… Only one. You see, I desire one particular Shen Gong Wu… But the rest you're welcome to have. That's the reason I'm here. I've never been able to locate them, and I'm guessing you have that ability somehow. Here's my deal: I'll help you get Shen Gong Wu free of charge… as long as you let me have the one I need."

"Free of charge… I like the sound of that." Jack added, but Wuya was less convinced.

"And why should we help you find this Shen Gong Wu and allow you to keep it if you're working for us?" She squinted.

"Well..." I started, "From what I learned about the article, you clearly have competition in collecting Shen Gong Wu… Otherwise you wouldn't be looking for help."

"We don't need help! Me and my Jack-Bots are handling things just fine…" He said confidently.

Wuya did a ghost face-palm and admitted, "Now that you mention it…"

I laughed a bit at this and said, "Well as soon as I find what I'm seeking, I'll get out of your hair if that's what you want. But if you want some proof of my efficiency; I'll gladly collect the next Shen Gong Wu you need, alone."

"Excellent! Because the Sword of the Storm just revealed itself…" Wuya exclaimed.

"Alright, if you can get the Sword of the Storm and bring it back here for me, you can consider yourself my official sidekick!" Jack agreed.

I rolled my eyes and then replied, "Just point me in the right direction."