A/N: Sorry that this took a bit longer than usual. I had midterms and crap.

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They all stared at the frozen figure. Nobody knew how to react to this.

After a few moments, Clay spoke up. "Dojo," he said "do you know why in tarnation Grandmaster Dashi is frozen in a cave?"

Dojo rubbed his chin in thought. "Let me think. My memory is a bit fuzzy," the dragon answered. After thinking for a bit, he voiced his response. "Oh yeah! This happened after we were done hiding the Shen Gong Wu. Dashi always feared that one day, too many of them would fall into the hands of evil. So he wanted to make sure that he would be around to help if that did happen. So, he decided to freeze himself."

Omi stepped up the ice and placed his hand on it. "This is most wondrous!" he exclaimed. "It is like that time Wuya obtained her body back the first time, and I had to go back into the past to seek Grandmaster Dashi's help. I then had to freeze myself to get back to the future. Ooh, do you think he remembers me?"

"Dojo, why didn't you ever mention this before?" Raimundo demanded. "Dashi could have been a great help to us!"

"Uhh, would you believe me if I said I kinda...forgot?" Dojo asked sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. At the incredulous looks he received, he responded "What? Let's see how well you remember certin things after fifteen hundred years! Besides, Dashi told me not to tell anyone. He said that he'll get unthawed when the time comes, or something like that."

"Well, no time like the present," Kimiko said. She pulled out the Star Hanabi and raised it up.

"Wait!" Jack cried. "Don't think that we'll just going to let you-"

"Hush, Jack," Chase interrupted. "Let them free him."

"What? Why, Master?" he asked, bewildered at his master's order.

"I haven't had a decent fight in quite some time," Chase explained. "It would be quite amusing to see what Dashi can do after all this time. Besides, who knows how this can end up benefiting us?"

"Whatever you say," Katnappe murmured. She had only heard a few stories about Dashi, but they were enough to worry her. She knew that the man could be a formidable enemy.

"Star Hanabi-Fire!" Kimiko cried.

Flames shot out of the star shaped Wu and struck the ice. It only took mere moments for it to melt. Dashi fell to the ground. He was breathing, but he didn't stir. The monks rushed over to him and propped him against the wall of the cave.

"What do we do now?" Kimiko asked. "He's still asleep."

"I have an idea," Omi said. He pulled out his signature Wu. "Orb of Tornami!"

As it turned out, being splashed with water was all that was need to wake the martial arts master. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes. They widened as he observed the scene in front of him. He was still in the cave he had chosen to freeze himself in, but there were several new additions with him. He was surrounded by what looked to be Xiaolin apprentices – Wudai warriors, by the look of their belts, and a Shoku warrior – but he didn't recognize any of them, so some years must have passed.

But what really got his attention was the people standing behind the supposed monks.

"Chase?" he asked with a hoarse voice. "Is that you?"

"Indeed it is," the immortal answered smoothly. "I must say, Dashi, after you disappeared, I never expected to see you again."

The bald man slowly got to his feet. He then stretched his back and limbs. "Ugh, how long was I out?" he asked.

"Only about fifteen hundred years," Dojo answered. He crawled from his spot on Clay's hat to his old master's shoulder.

"That long, huh?" he said quietly as he brushed some leftover ice off his arm. He turned to address the monks. "I'm guessing you guys are Xiaolin monks?"

"Yes, Grandmaster, we are!" Omi exclaimed.

"Hey, haven't I met you before, kid?" Dashi asked.

"We can catch you up on everything later," Raimundo said. "If you like, we can take you back to the temple. I'm sure you're hungry after all this time."

"That is a mighty long time to go without any food. Or the bathroom," Clay said thoughtfully.

"That really didn't need to be said out loud, Clay," Kimiko sneered.

Dashi looked over the young monks again. "Well, this should definitely be interesting. Let's get out of here."

He led the two groups out of the cave. Dojo turned into his larger form and the monks climbed onto him. Dashi turned back to his former comrade.

"Ever since I heard about you drinking the Lao Mang Long soup, I knew that our paths would cross again, Chase," he said. "And I can see that you've already added more to the Heylin ranks. I can already tell that we shall soon meet in combat. I hope that you'll be ready."

Chase inwardly sneered at the man's comment. Dashi always was arrogant. "Unlike you, I have been improving myself all these years," Chase retorted. "Do not think that victory will be so easy to obtain."

Dashi simply shrugged at that. "We'll see," he murmured. He then climbed on the green dragon and they flew away.

"Master, are we really going to be fighting Grandmaster Dashi?" Tubbimura asked. Everyone who knew anything martial arts knew about Dashi. The ninja couldn't help but feel a bit of awe at seeing the man with his own eyes.

"I don't doubt that I will," Chase stated "but you all certainly won't. None of you are even remotely close to Dashi's level."

"So...what do we do now?" Jack asked. "Won't having Dashi tip the proverbial scales in the monks favor?"

"How little faith you have, Jack," Chase commented with a smile. "By the time I've trained everyone, all the Xiaolin won't stand a chance against us."

Katnappe chose this moment to break out in a sneezing fit. She and the cold had never mixed well.

"Come, let us return home," Chase ordered. "We have some planning to do."

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"Well, I certainly never expected this!" Hannibal exclaimed.

He had been watching the scene from Ying-Ying's back. The bird had perched itself on a large snow covered hill. Wuya was flaoting beside him.

"Dashi!" she cried with disdain. "Of all the people I've never wanted to see again! I can only hope he doesn't have another of those accursed boxes with him!"

"Indeed," Hannibal hummed. "It's times like these I wish I was neutral so I could just sit back and watch. Did you see the look on Chase's face? But, evil is just too fun! And speaking of evil fun, is it time to put our plan into motion?"

"Almost, but not quite," Wuya answered. "I wish we could've also gotten a spy in the Xiaolin Temple."

"Hmmm, that's a mighty fine idea," Hannibal mused. "We might have to do something about that."

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A/N: Yeah, I know that was short, but I just wanted to get some of that Dashi stuff out of the way. Next chapter will have more Heylin stuff.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to listen to the soundtrack of the "Book of Mormon" for the third time today. I love you, Andrew Rannells! And does anyone else think Good!Jack would make a good Mormon in that show?