Wuya stood silently at the door, her clawed hand still raised to knock. After so many years, she'd never thought she would be here. At least not doing what she was about to! But she shook it off; she was a Heylin witch, the most dangerous of her kind if she had all her powers! Meeting up with someone she hasn't seen in ages was minuscule!

She raised her hand again, took a deep breath...then spun around and started down the steps.

She probably isn't home anyway, she rationalized as she walked away from the house. And even if she was she wouldn't want to see-

She yelped as she ran smack into a hard surface that also cried out in surprise. Wuya clutched her head and squeezed her eyes shut as dull shocks of pain raced through her skull.

What the...? she thought as she cautiously opened her eyes.

She froze at the sight of an almost mirror like image standing before her. The woman had also clutched her head in pain, but was now staring at Wuya in shock and awe. Her eyes were a calming blue, untouched by Heylin magic, but her hair was still flaming red and her skin still pale. Her black brows lacked the painted jaggedness Wuya's had, but they still slanted much the same way. The only makeup she had on was a light flush of pink on her upper lids.

"...Lula?" Wuya whispered, too afraid to speak any louder.

The woman's face softened, as if she would sob.

"Wuya?" she gasped.

No hesitation reached the two women as they cried out and embraced each other tightly. The deadness that had occurred after they'd been torn apart fled as they laughed and cheered and let tears of joy fall down their cheeks.

"How did you find me again, Sister?" Lula asked as they finally released. "Better yet, how did you escape Dashi's prison?"

"Oh, it's a long story," Wuya answered, giving a crisp chirp of laughter. She'd missed her sister's soft voice, and she didn't want to ruin the moment by admitting that she had escaped a long while ago. "I'm not all that sure of everything myself."

Lula beamed and hugged her again.

"I've missed you so much," she said, near tears. "You don't know how hard it was to readjust."

"Yes, I'm sorry," Wuya said, gently pulling her sister away. "And I've missed you too. So much that it ached."

Lula's smile fell at the concern in her eyes.

"What is it?" she asked.

Wuya knit her brow as she locked eyes with Lula.

"You...you had a son?"

The question took her by surprise, but then Lula dipped her head.

"How..did you know that?"

"Then it's true?"

"Wuya how did you know that?"

"A monk told me. Lula, you know what that means-"

"Yes, I do," Lula said, her voice firm as she met Wuya's eyes again. "But it was my choice. You were gone...I needed someone with me and he was."

"Of course, your husband," Wuya groaned. "I heard about what happened. I'm sorry that your son witnessed that Lula, I really am."

"Yes, so am I."

Wuya watched her eyes cloud over and put a hand on her arm.

"Jackson?" she whispered. "That's his name?"

Lula nodded.

"Has he shown any signs yet?"

"No. But...I haven't been the best mother...so I don't know for sure."

"I can't blame you. After everything you've been through-"

"I don't even know how to tell him," Lula said. "How do you tell a child something like this?"

Wuya bit her lip.

"I'm not sure. I'm really not sure."

They stood silently, staring down at the grass.

"Would it be unfair for me to ask you to stay?" Lula asked softly.

Wuya grimaced. There were obvious risks in staying and helping her sister speak to Jack, especially when her sister discovered that she had been free for quite some time. But she knew that higher suspicion would rise if she left; besides, her sister was never very skilled at being blunt.

"No, it wouldn't be," Wuya said. "I'll stay as long as you need me."

Lula gave her a small smile and wrapped her arms around her, then led her inside the house. Neither of them picked up the groceries on the ground.

******JP******

"What's up with you guys?"

Neither Omi or Raimundo answered as Dojo flew the monks to the location of the Shen Gong Wu.

"Come on, we're in America and I haven't heard either of you ask for Chinese food," Dojo tried.

"Are you guys mad or something?" Kimiko asked, trying to look at Raimundo's face.

"I just wish to acquire the Shen Gong Wu and daddle-ski if no one minds," Omi said sullenly.

"That's skidaddle, Omi," Clay corrected. "And why? Did you two get in a fight?"

"Oh no, we are as close as bandits. I just do not feel up to conversing as of late."

Kimiko leaned forward to look at Raimundo again; he responded by kissing her cheek and resting his forehead on hers, closing his eyes.

"We're fine," he assured her.

The expression on her face said she didn't believe him.

"Okay, well, here we are," Dojo said, just as confused by the boys' actions. "And it seems we're alone."

The monks leaned over and were surprised to see the Wu sitting on a flat rock out in the open. M. Fung had described it as the Ninja Obi (belt), a Wu that could enhance your agility, stamina, and kinetic senses. It also allowed its user to blend into the shadows.

" This seems like too much of a cake walk to me," Clay said as Dojo landed.

"Perhaps the opposition is still medicating their wounds," Omi suggested as they climbed off Dojo and he reverted to normal.

"Nursing their wounds, Omi," Raimundo corrected, creeping towards the Wu. "But either way, if no one's here yet, I say we grab the thing and-"

He yelped as the ground under him caved in and he fell down a hole.

"Raimundo!" the others yelled as they raced to him.

They looked down to see their leader forcing himself up, cringing at the pain in his back.

"I'm okay," he groaned. "But I guess I'm wrong about no one being here."

"Ain't that the truth!"

The monks looked away from the hole and saw Jack land on the ground, his helipack folding back into its original form. He smirked at them as they got into their stances.

"Kinda sad that your 'oh so great leader fell for that, isn't it Stryker?" he sneered, getting into a (much improved) defense position.

The monks twisted around to see Stryker pop up from out of nowhere, an identical smug look on his face. Only Kimiko tilted her head at the leaf in his hair.

"Couldn't have said it better myself," he hissed.

The monks looked from one boy to the other. Stryker was holding the Shard of Lightning while Jack twirled the Monkey Staff around in his hand. They were reaching for their own Wu when something flew low overhead, throwing them down to the ground. Jack's jet swiveled around to face them and hovered for a moment, then landed expertly in front of them. The top popped off and the monks watched someone jump out and slide down the vehicle; Entropy landed easily in front of them, a maniacal grin on her face.

She had used deep black eyeliner to put two slashes under her eyes, one under each that stretched down to her jaw. She'd ditched her long cloak and had ripped up her black pants; two ammo belts were strapped in an X around her torso, filled only with her bunny bombs. Around her wrists were two glovelets with what looked to be two tiny cannons strapped to them, the openings shaped like rabbit heads.

"Hiya!" she greeted, pointing her cannons at the shocked monks. "I upgraded."

"And you're staying out of the way!" Stryker reminded her.

Entropy made a face at him as Kimiko stealthily pulled out the Komori Sword. Omi and Clay stepped towards the boys.

"Fine, if the lady ain't fightin'..." Clay started, cracking his knuckles as he started towards Jack.

"Then we will not have to hold back," Omi finished, flipping and landing in front of Stryker.

"Bring it, tennisball!" Stryker jeered.

They started fighting as Kimiko held out a hand to help Raimundo, who was doing his best to scale the wall of the hole.

"No offense, Kimi," Raimundo groaned. "But if your eighty pounds tries pulling me out we're both stuck in here."

"Throw a vine up then and I'll pull you out that way," Kimiko instructed with an eye roll.

Entropy bit her thumbnail and watched the couple struggle to pull Rai out. If Stryker and Jack didn't get with it quick the monk's leader was going to get loose.

C'mon, let me do something! she thought, glaring at her cousin as he battled Omi across the grass.

The quick and firm shake of his head told her he wasn't letting up. Jack was too busy dodging Clay's Meteorang to make eye contact.

Perfect... Entropy thought with a scowl.

She watched Kimiko manage to tug Rai halfway out of the pit, then pointed one of her bunny-cannons at her and fired. Kimiko saw the rabbit shaped missile shoot towards them, shoved Raimundo down and did a backflip to avoid the projectile. It flew through the air and exploded near Stryker.

"Enny!" he shouted, then blocked the spin-kick Omi sent at him.

"Well, you're not stopping them!" Entropy replied.

"Judelette Flip, Fire!" Kimiko shouted, flipping through the air and becoming engulfed in flames.

Entropy did a tuck-and-roll to avoid her attack.

"Nice light show!" she jeered, pointing her wrist cannons at her.

Kimiko flipped, somersaulted, and otherwise avoided each missile thrown at her.

"Enny, knock it off!" Stryker roared as he, Jack, and the other boys fled from her attacks.

"I will, soon as Jumpy stops moving!"

Kimiko saw an opening and lunged forward, rolled so she was directly under Enny's guns, and kicked her in the gut. The impact sent her flying straight at the Ninja Obi. The boys froze when they saw this.

"Enny grab it!" Jack shouted as she gingerly pulled herself up.

"Kimiko hurry!" Omi boomed.

Enny quickly scrambled for the Wu as Kimiko sprinted for it herself. Raimundo managed to pull himself up and out of the hole, then saw Stryker running past him.

"No you don't!" he declared as he wrapped his arms around the boy's legs.

Stryker fell flat on his face, unable to do anything but witness his cousin struggle once more to rip the Obi away from Kimiko.

"Kimiko, I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown!" Entropy cried.

"Why me?" Stryker groaned.