A/N:...Eh, I don't have anything to say. Let's just do this.

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"Wuya?" Jack asked. "Where are you?"

His eyes quickly scanned over his room. He couldn't see hide nor hair of the witch. He wondered if he was hearing things. Her voice did have a way of staying with him...

"I'm not in your room, you fool,"he heard her scowl.

"Then how are you talking to me?" he questioned. "Did you become a ghost again?"

"No! I'm using magic, of course," she snapped, already irritated with the boy.

"But how? I thought Chase didn't give you your powers back," he stated.

"Never mind about that!" she growled. Suddenly, her voice took on a gentle tone. "Look, Jack, I need your help."

"You need my help?" he repeated. "Since when? And why should I even consider it?"

Aw, don't be like that, Jack," she crooned. "We used to be such good partners, remember?"

"I remember you yelling at me all the time before you ditched me for Chase," he retorted angrily. He didn't let it show, but her leaving really hurt him. She was his first real ally, and the closest thing he ever had to a friend.

"And believe me, I'm regretting that so very much," she said, sounding weary. "Please, Jack, you're my only hope right now."

There was something about her voice that pulled at him. Whether it was his old attachment to her, or if she was using some sort of magic over him, he didn't know. He just knew that in the end, he would end up doing what she asked. That was how it always worked. There was still a part of him that wanted the woman by his side.

Chase was right, he was a pathetic worm.

"What do you need me to do?" he groaned.

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Jack wrapped his arms around himself as he walked down the dark hallway. Chase's place was so damned creepy at night! Well, there were parts of it that were always creepy, but still. He felt like something(like a hungry jungle cat or an angry dragon) was going to jump out from the shadows any moment.

He was currently being led around by a small purple light. Wuya had summoned it up to guide the boy to...wherever she wanted him to go. It was taking him to a part of the citadel that he had never been before.

He almost walked into it as it came to an abrupt stop. He looked around in the dark and tried to make out where they stopped. He quickly lost patience when he couldn't.

"Hey, what gives?" he whispered heatedly. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Jack, there's a door right next to you," Wuya told him, sounding annoyed. "Go through it. And watch your step. There's a staircase on the other side."

"Uh, right," he replied. He felt around until he found the handle of the door. He was surprised when It opened easily. Chase seemed like the guy who kept all his doors locked. The light moved in front of him and slowly began leading him down the staircase.

Jack walked slowly, knowing from experience how painful falling down the steps could be. He wondered what could possibly be at the bottom of these long stairs – seriously, he'd been walking for at least ten minutes now – and what could possibly be at the bottom. He couldn't help but wonder what his master was doing at the moment. It would be just his luck if Chase chose that moment to send for him.

He was relieved when they finally reached the bottom. With the light still leading him, he walked down a few hallways. He still couldn't see, so his imagine was running wild. He was certain that he heard the rustling of baggy clothing and the honking of a small horn. Stupid clowns...

He let out a curse when they abruptly stopped again. To his surprise, the light suddenly became brighter, finally letting him see his surroundings.

"Jack? It's about time you got here," a certain witch's voice said from the right.

He turned around and gasped. "Wuya? Why are you all chained up?" he demanded. He wasn't used to seeing the woman in such a state.

"Why do you think?" she reprimanded, the ever present annoyance in her voice. "Chase put me down here."

"Why? Did you do something?" he asked. This sort of thing didn't seem to be his idol's style.

"I didn't do anything! Well, recently, anyway," she explained. "Chase said that he was working on some 'project' and didn't want me in the way. I don't suppose you know what's going on?"

Jack faltered at that. If Chase didn't want Wuya to know something, then who was jack to tell her. "I don't know anything," he fibbed.

To his surprise, the witch laughed. "Oh, Jackie, you know that you can't lie to me," she mocked. "I know that Chase has been training you. Although I have no idea why, nor do I really care."

"Alright, let's cut to the point," he suddenly insisted. There was nothing like someone insulting him to turn his mood sour. "What did you call me down here for?"

"Oh, that's easy," she said. "I want you to help get me out of here."

"What?" he echoed incredulously. "How the hell am I supposed to do that? And why should I? Chase would kill me!"

"Oh, come on, Jack! I'll make it worth your while," she coerced. "I know that you don't like the way Chase treats you. Since when is 'Evil Boy Genius' so subservient to anybody? And it must be hard to achieve world domination when you're as trapped here as I am. Also, who knows how many Shen Gong Wu you're going to miss out on? But if you let me out of here, I'll not only be your partner again, I'll make sure that you get plenty of Wu. The monks won't even know what hit them. What do you say?"

Jack stared at her thoughtfully for awhile. His mind was going a mile a minute. Logically, he knew that no good could come out of helping the witch. Even if he managed to free her, there was no guarantee that she would stick around him. It was something all his partners did. Besides, Chase would surely find out. As good as the witch's proposition sounded, he would have to decline. He was about to say so when he was interrupted.

"No, Wuya, I'm afraid that he won't be assisting you," a cold voice said.

"Chase!" they gasped in surprise, and to some extent, horror.

The immortal was standing there with his eyes narrowed and his fist resting on his hips. By his side were a large tiger and jaguar.

"You were a fool to think that you could hide anything from me, witch," Chase sneered. "I know that you've been spying on me, though I'm entirely sure how yet. I was certain that I took away your powers when I restored your solid form."

"You knew?" she questioned. "Then why-"

"I wanted to see what you were going to do," he explained. "I should have known that you would turn to Spicer." He turned to look at his apprentice. "I also should have known that he would come to you."

Jack gulped. "Master-"

"Be silent!" Chase snapped. "I'll deal with you momentarily. In the meantime..." He snapped his fingers and the two large cats entered Wuya's cell.

"Maybe these two can teach you what happens to those who cross me too many times," the long haired man sneered. "And perhaps they can also find out where you obtained that magic from."

Wuya looked horrified as the two warriors approached her. "Wait, Chase, please-" she began.

Before she could say anything further, Chase seized jack's arm and teleported them to their training room. As soon as they landed, Chase shoved the boy to the floor and stepped on his stomach.

"You have ten seconds to explain yourself, worm," he snarled at the pale red head.

"Master, I wasn't going to do anything!" he defended. He inwardly winced at how desperate and whiny his voice sounded.

"Yes, but you thought about it, didn't you?" his idol accused. "I heard that little conversation you two had. I know that you weren't going to help her."

"Then why are you so angry?" Jack whispered. He was too afraid to raise his voice.

"As I said, you considered her little proposition," Chase growled. "I'm your master, but your first loyalty isn't to me. You care more for those damned magical toys and your own goals than my orders and authority over you. I am sick and tired of your disloyalty and your disobedience."

Jack should have known that Wuya was going to screw him over, intentionally or not. "What-what are you going to do?" he asked fearfully.

Chase smirked and cracked his fingers. "I'm going to see if I can beat some sense into you," he replied.

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Miles away, a small gray and red bird flew into a cave.

"Nice to see you're back, Ying-Ying," a southern accent drawled. "Did you find out everything good?"

The bird showed a projection of everything she had seen for the past few days to her small master. The bean had a bemused expression as he watched the two red heads being tortured.

"Well, well, our boy Chase sure seems to be busy," he observed. "And much more aggressive. I may have to step in soon. This looks mighty interesting."

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A/N: Yeah, I'm not sure if I can write Hannibal... Oh, well. Don't you guys just love violent Chase?

Btw, I've decided to troll RaverLynn, my roommate, by letting you guys know that I give her spoilers for this story. Ha.

Review, please. The more of them I get, the faster I write.