Chan in Bellwood (Rewrite)

by Inkaliber

Jade has been having trouble in school lately. With parents as busy as hers, who could really blame her? With all this stress and uncertainty brought about by their daughter's behavior, what will her parents do? Send her to her uncle Jackie in... Bellwood? How will things change when a certain family gets involved in the lives of the Chan Clan from the very Beginning?

1. Welcome to Bellwood: Part 1

Hello everybody! I want to personally welcome you to the rewrite for Chan in Bellwood. I personally feel that it was the best course of action to go ahead and reboot the series after I came across a few glaring problems. I know you want to dive right in to the story, but I have one thing to get out of the way. Readers over on Fanfiction, let me explain a few things that delayed the posting of this reboot.

While working on rewriting the chapters the regular way, I came across the aforementioned problems. The first of these is the fact that Bellwood only showed up four times in the story, with references and mentions few and far between. For a story literally titled "Chan in Bellwood" that is a very big error on my part. I tried to see if there was a simple fix to this mess, but then another issue reared its ugly head.

There was no way I could easily justify Jade going between San Francisco and Bellwood in a reasonable manner. Even if I throw in the idea that she swaps back and forth from time to time, there's still a lot that she'll miss out on from being away most of the time. Many of the adventures they'd have either wouldn't be relevant or end with a bad scenario. The best fix that I could find for this problem was to have the group from San Francisco already living in Bellwood, hence the new summary. After that, however, I came across an entirely new beast.

A giant plot hole was made when reworking the story in these ways. There would probably be major changes to how the original events play out with the Chan Clan, minus Jade of course, already living in Bellwood. That would mean the events of the first season would be experienced somewhat by Ben and Gwen, the cousins already living in the city. That's not to mention how the Plumbers would probably become involved when a stinking dragon suddenly bursts out of a tall building and flies off in another direction. With all these things in mind, there was only one solution.

Instead of starting during the Demon Sorcerer arc, we will be going back to the very first season of Jackie Chan Adventures. This will make changes to the chapters already written up to a certain point, especially with the new living situation of the group. As to what these changes might be, you'll just have to wait and see. I honestly feel better doing it this way, seeing as things were getting pretty hard to write as they were. Anywho, let's get on with the first chapter of Chan in Bellwood's reboot.

I don't own Ben 10, Jackie Chan Adventures or any other series to appear in the story and the universe. I do own OC characters, objects, ideas and concepts unless stated otherwise.

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Bellwood, Pennsylvania

The streets were empty as the night wore on. Very few individuals could be found at this point in the day, especially in this part of town. Birds flew through the sky as they watched over the area below. The silence was stifling, not befitting the peaceful setting of the city. A lone car pulled into the area, breaking the atmosphere.

The vehicle came to an abrupt stop as it came across an atm machine. Four men departed from the vessel, each wearing a ski mask of a different color. The largest of them patted a crowbar against his palm as the group approached the machine. The apparent leader, the one wearing blue, quickly gestured to the purple wearing one. The skinny man seemed to understand as he walked over to the console.

He typed on the screen a few times, reaching the withdrawal section. He typed into it a few times, attempting a dummy code of some sort. Imagine his surprise when his code actually failed, returning a denial message. He tried typing it in again, only for the same result to ensue. He was about to try again when his orange wearing colleague sounded off his frustration.

"I thought you said you had this covered Don!" cried the man. "We are messed over if we can't get Valmont his money!" The red wearing member of the group smacked his partner in the back of the head.

"Cut it out Mick!" roared the burly crook. "'E's just havin' a little trouble 's all. If Don can't hack this his way, I'll just hack it my way." Don looked back at the duo with a sigh.

"Could you two zip it?" questioned the brains of the operation. "Lee said there's cops around this area, and I don't like the idea of going to prison more than you guys. Also, Red, please pick up a dictionary once we pay off our debt." Red prepared to give the brainiac what for when the leader of the group, presumably Lee, smacked him on the arm.

"Knock it off idiots!" cried the head thug. "You wanna blow our cover!" He then turned to Don, the man typing in yet another combination. "Get it done Don, or we're leaving you for the po-po to pick up!" The purple wearing man cried out in anger as he took his hands off the device.

"You messed me up! Now we're locked out of the system!" Mick sounded off his annoyance as he held the sides of his head. "How was I supposed to know this was an advanced ATM!?" Red chuckled as he pushed Don out of the way.

"Now we do things my way!" cheered the brute. He slammed the end of his tool into the door of the machine, denting it in just the right way. He jerked on the crowbar, beginning to pry the hatch off. The screen of the ATM began to glow as a symbol appeared on it. Red looked up at the new light, his brows furrowing in confusion as it grew in strength.

It soon became so bright that it blinded him to look at it. "WHAT THE…" He was suddenly launched back by a green laser, crashing into the door of the car. The other crooks shuffled back as the ATM began to make weird noises. Legs suddenly sprout out of the now black, white, and green device.

"Next time you forget your password, just call the bank!" taunted the machine. A green circle appeared on the screen, causing the orange masked man to scream. The device crawled out of the wall, leaving a hole in its wake. Red grunted as he tried to remove himself from the vehicle, but his body ached too much to respond. The others began to pull out makeshift weapons as they prepared to defend themselves.

The machine's hatch opened, revealing a makeshift gatling gun. "Eat this Ninja Turtles Rip-offs!" The villains scattered as the ATM began to fire upon them. The group broke rank as they tried to avoid the oncoming projectiles.

"First broken codes, then a friggin laser, and now its shooting…" began Mick. He looked to the dropped ammo, taking notes of the familiar shine. His eyes widened as he recognized the objects in questions. "Change! This thing is literally shooting money at us!"

"Shut up Mic!" cried Don. "Forget the money! Grab dome TNT out of the trunk and let's blow this bugger to smithereens!" Lee looked like he had an objection to the plan, only to be launched by a kick to the side. The leader hit his head on the wall, landing on the ground unconscious.

The machine then moved to stop Mic, only to be hit with a bullet from a gun. The machine turned to Don, the thug readying another bullet as the machine's laser powered up. He shot the screen, ending the attack before it could begin. The ATM rushed the genius, seemingly unstoppable on its warpath. Don had not time to move as the assailant knocked him into a nearby lamp post.

"EAT THIS SUCKA!" The ATM had little to no time to respond as a stick of dynamite landed before it. Mick watched as the explosive detonated, covering the area in debris. He laughed to himself as the legs of the device remained in place, no other traces anywhere in sight. He grabbed at his side as he dug a bent coin out of his suit.

Unbeknownst to him, a sludge carrying the same color pallet as the ATM began to form behind him. "Good thing I snagged this Kevlar vest before the heist. And they called me an idiot." He flipped the coin in his hand, only to freeze as an emerald light went off behind him. A new light casted his shadow, seeming very specific with its placement.

"I'll give you props for catching me off guard," stated a new voice. Mick slowly turned around, fearing whatever he was about to see. Imagine his shock when a set of orange lights met his eyes. He stepped back as he took in the being of fire and brimstone before him. The only part of the figure not on fire was the strange green and black hourglass symbol on his chest.

The monster clenched its fists as it gave the man a smirk. "It's been a while since I had to switch forms. Enjoy this moment." The robber didn't stand a chance as he received a jab to the gut. A large burnt spot could be seen on his vest as he fell over, joining the others in slumber.

The being took on a heroic pose as he stood above his defeated enemies. Realization suddenly hit him as burning money began to float down from the sky. "Oh crap." The sound of police sirens began to enter the air as lights in the nearby buildings flickered on. "That's my cue to leave."

He hit the symbol on his chest, enveloping the area in an emerald light. A blue blur sped off from the area just as the authorities arrived. The mass continued to move at high speeds as it raced towards a suburban area. It soon stopped as it came to the side of a small house. A jingle rang through the air right before another emerald flash filled the scene.

A window slid upwards from the outside, the silence within remaining intact. A small figure quickly snuck his way into the building, shutting the makeshift entrance behind him. He turned a lock on the frame, ensuring that entry the same way would be difficult. He tiptoed through the building, hoping to not be discovered. He smirked to himself as he made his way up the stairs.

He slowly opened a door, revealing an unlit bedroom. A few game memorabilia and other such items could be found all across the many surfaces of the room. He slowly shut the door behind him as he turned around. He ever so slowly shut the door, snickering to himself. Imagine his surprise when the room lit up right as he closed the entrance.

He slowly returned his attention to the room, revealing the style of his brown hair and the green of his eyes. He wore a black striped, white t-shirt, military green cargo pants with side pockets, and black and white sneakers with black stripes. Upon his wrist rested what appeared to be a large wristwatch. The device was primarily black and grey in color, with a grey dial in the middle has a green hourglass shape on it. The boy let out a nervous chuckle as he looked to two very familiar people, both taking different stances.

The first one was a man with brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a green polo shirt, a brown belt with a gold buckle, khaki pants, and brown shoes. He stood with his arms crossed as he had his back against the wall. The next person, giving the boy a motherly glare, was a woman with green eyes and blonde hair. She wore a purple sweater over a lavender shirt, white pants, and purple Mary Janes as she held her hands on her hips.

"Benjamin Kirby Tennyson!" cried the woman. "Were you out late doing criminal runs again!?" The boy, now identified as Benjamin, cringed as he tried to gather his thoughts.

"In my defense, they were stupid enough to say their plan out in the open," began the young man. His parents gave him no leeway as they continued to level their glares at him. The boy groaned as he shook his head. "I couldn't just sit by and do nothing. The ATM would have been empty if I didn't do something!"

He then gestured to the watch on his arm, a determined look on his face. "What's the point of having this if I don't use it to help people?" His father sighed as he shook his head.

"We understand Ben, but we would like for you to tell us when you're going to do this kind of thing," reassured the man. "It's one thing when the world's in danger, but even then we'd at least like for you to give us some idea of what you're doing. Do you have any idea how worried we are every time you go out without telling us? How many times we thought something was wrong when you weren't back till midnight?" Ben looked away in thought as his frown softened.

He… hadn't really thought about that part. With threats like sorcerers, aliens, and warlords running amok, it wouldn't be surprising if they feared he would meet his match. While he may have been Ben Tennyson, secret hero of the world, to them he was their Ben. The hero rubbed his arm as he looked back to his parents.

"I'm sorry guys. I… I'll try to talk more." This brought a soft smile to his mother's face, as well as a falter in the expression on his father.

"That's all we ask," reassured the woman. She knelt down and placed a hand on her son's shoulder. "That being said, you're not getting out of this one so easily. It may not be a school night, but by the sound of that explosion you didn't exactly leave things nice and tidy in that part of town either." Ben said nothing as his father stood up straight.

"Tomorrow you'll be working on cleaning the Rustbucket for Grandpa Max," exclaimed the Tennyson patriarch. This earned a shocked look from his son. "Afterwards, you'll help him out with anything else he needs. If you get done fast enough, you two might be able to have a little fun before he drops you off back here." At this bit of news, Ben's frown did a one-eighty.

"I think I can live with that. The old girl will be good as new by the time I'm done with her." His mother chuckled a bit as she stood up. She ruffled his hair as she passed him by. His father soon joined her as he opened the bedroom door.

"Get some sleep. You'll be heading out early tomorrow to get started. Try not to get into too much trouble while you're out." Ben waved off the man with a smirk.

"With the Omnitrix in play, I think trouble's gonna have a hard time getting away with anything." His father said nothing as he rolled his eyes, shutting the door behind him. Ben quickly changed into a grey long-sleeve and green sweatpants before hopping into his bed. He held his arms behind his head as he rested on his pillow, awaiting the day to come. With everything set up to be amazing, how could anything crazy happen?

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The Following Day

The city of Bellwood glistened under the morning sun, a much nicer setting than the previous night. Cars, motorcycles, and other vehicles rode through the streets as their drivers hustled to reach their destinations. Men and women ran through the streets as they tried to reach their place of work, hoping to be on time for once. Kids could be seen playing on the nearby playground, awaiting the next session of school. One child, however, had very different reasons to be in this city.

Within the backseat of the car sat a young girl as she lazily watched the traffic go by. She had raven black hair and brownish-amber eyes. She wore pink lipstick, a white long-sleeved shirt, an orange short sleeve hoodie, blue high-water jeans and red sneakers. The child sighed as she looked to the front of the vehicle, looking the driver in the eye. She was Jade Chan, daughter of two workaholic parents.

She had what one might call a reputation back home. She didn't really get along with the other kids, and the teachers never really understood her different learning habits. This lead to fights with the other students and trouble with the school. Could they really blame her when her parents weren't around as much to take care of her? It was clear that something had to give, so said parents did what was best in their minds.

They shipped her off to America in hopes that the school system there would help her adjust. Not only that, but she was supposed to live with some family members she didn't even know. Jade looked away as her escort glanced back at her. Wasn't this just a SWELL idea!? The car rolled to a stop as they came across a shopping street.

"This is the address where they said their uncle lives, along with your uncle." stated the driver. "I'd be pretty excited if I were you Jade. I hear your uncle Jackie is an archeologist and a former actor." The young Chan rolled her eyes as she unbuckled her seatbelt. She just wished they'd stop telling her all these things to make her like this place more.

She wanted to experience America as long as she was here. She didn't need some dude who digs up junk parenting her. For all the frustration she had, however, Jade couldn't help but smile at the thought of getting some actual parental experience. She looked up at the building before them, taking note of its Chinese design. The sign on the door read "Uncle's Rare Finds," no doubt an antique shop.

The escort pulled out her bags before leading her inside. The bell rang as they entered the store, the poor man having to carefully maneuver her large bag as to ensure it didn't break anything. There was a cry at the back of the store, an old man standing up from behind the desk. The clerk wore a white polo under a yellow polyester vest, blue jeans, and brown dress shoes. Jade had to suppress a chuckle as she took note of the man's hair.

She couldn't tell if his grey hair spiked naturally or if he was just that stressed today. She watched as the elderly man approached her escort. The younger man placed her remaining bags down as he turned to the clerk. "Hello Mr. Chan! Sorry to…" His apology was cut off by a slap to the head, only two fingers used in the attack.

"YOU BREAK IT YOU BUY IT!" cried the elderly man. The young Chan had to hold her ears at the sound of his voice. It was very clear indoor voice was not his setting when angry. Her escort rubbed his head as he looked to the clerk.

"Of course Mr. Chan. I apologize for my recklessness. We are here to…" The old man didn't let up, however, as he pointed to the man before him.

"One more thing! Uncle's shop is not a hotel! Unless you come to buy antique, take bags and leave!" Jade looked between the two men, a little worried about the situation. Her escort took a deep breath as he looked to the man, who apparently went by Uncle. "One more…"

"Mr. Chan, I am here to drop off your grandniece! This was the address Shin gave me!" Uncle's eyes widened as he looked to Jade, though the girl did not like the sudden attention. The elder Chan let his face soften as he stood before his niece.

"你好玉. 我为自己的爆发表示歉意. 我侄子今天早上忘了煮咖啡. 你能说英语吗?" (1) Jade slowly nodded in response, letting her nerves settle for a bit.

"I... it's fine, Uncle Jing." replied the young Chan. She had elected to use English instead of her native tongue, showing proof of her capabilities. The old man smiled as he held up his hand.

"Please, everyone just calls me Uncle." Jade once again nodded in response. Uncle looked to the escort, a small frown on his face. "I will have my nephew take care of her bags as soon as I'm finished studying his latest find." The old man returned to his work as her guide knelt down to meet her in the eye.

"Remember to behave yourself while you are here Jade." instructed the man. "Your parent's gave you this opportunity to have experiences they couldn't give you. Please at least give this place a try." The girl gave him no answer as she looked away, but this was what he was expecting. He ruffled her hair before standing up once more.

He gave her a polite bow, which she returned in kind. "It was nice to meet you Jade, and I hope you enjoy your stay in America." The escort walked away from the girl as he exited the shop, the bell ringing once again to signify his departure. Jade looked to the desk where Uncle was examining the artifact, unsure how to proceed in this situation. The phone rang, interrupting the atmosphere around them.

"Hello?" The man's face scrunched up in annoyance, making the young Chan slightly worried. "Aiyaah! How many times does Uncle have to tell you, no medication! Uncle has enough natural remedies and garlic in his shop to ward off vampire!"

Jade said nothing as the old man hung up the phone, slamming it in annoyance. Jing rubbed his forehead as he stove off a headache. The young Chan was about to check on the old man when he pulled on a leaver. A ringing could be heard upstairs soon after, the sound of footsteps following suit. A door opened up above them, the footsteps slowing down in pace.

Jade looked up just as a figure came into view. A man looked over the railing, a little sweaty for some reason. The girl couldn't help the familiar vibe he was giving off as he looked to the old man.

"What is it Uncle?" questioned the man. Uncle looked up at the man, his soft smile returning as he stretched out his arms.

"Come." beckoned the old man. "Give Uncle a hug." The younger man smiled as he flipped over the railing. Jade watched in awe as the man backflipped towards the ground, landing unscaved.

Now that she actually got a good look at him, she could better see the man's finer details aside from his short black hair. He had a square jaw, brown eyes, wide nose and thick eyebrows. He wore a light blue sweater, tan trousers, and brown running shoes. She swore if it wasn't for the outfit he'd look just like… Her eyes widened in realization, facepalming in frustration.

'Uncle Jackie Chan!' thought the girl. This was THE Jackie Chan: one of the best superstars to come out of Hollywood! She had watched some of his newer movies, especially the English version to ensure she got the best experience. How could she have missed the signs!? No wonder everyone was talking him up!

The martial artist walked forward as he prepared to give Uncle the requested embrace. Instead, however, all he received was a slap to the head. The man sounded off his pain as he looked to Jing.

"You did not make coffee this morning!" chastised Uncle. "Coffee is the only thing keeping Uncle's ancient heart beating! Do you want dead Uncle? No? Then you make coffee!"

"Yes Uncle." replied Jackie. He had honestly been so caught up in training that he had forgotten to make a pot for himself. He turned to walk away, hoping to fulfill…

"One more thing! You received phone call from the university. They want you to translate parchments." Jackie nodded as he slowly turned his body away.

"Ok." He turned to walk away once more. He was rather excited to translate ancient parchments. It was like looking into the past with…

"One more thing! I cannot read inscriptions." He held up the artifact, stunning Jade once more by its appearance. From what she could tell, it was some kind of old shield. It was forged into a round shape out of some kind of gold colored metal, two leather straps on the back.

Jackie narrowed his eyes as he noticed the words Uncle was trying to point out to him. "Very old writing. I must go in back, look at my journals." The archeologist nodded in response, a polite smile on his face.

"Ok." He quickly turned away this time, hoping to at least start one of the tasks set upon him. Maybe he should start with the coffee before…

"One more thing!" Jackie resisted the urge to sigh as he turned to the old man once more. Uncle then gestured to Jade, the girl freezing up as the former star looked in her direction. "This is Jade, your niece. She will live with you for a year, okay?"

"Ok." The man blinked a few times, the young Chan returning the gesture. His face suddenly went into shock as he took a step back. "I HAVE A NIECE!?" Uncle nodded as he looked between the two.

"Your cousin Shin's girl from Hong Kong." Jackie walked to the other side of the counter as he stood before his niece, though technically they were more cousins in and of themselves. "She is not doing well, getting in trouble with school. Your cousin thinks she will do better in America with you." Jade watched carefully as she waited for the man's response.

"But nobody asked me! They couldn't have called first so I could be prepared?" This reply was done through whispers as to not offend the girl, but could anyone blame him? This was a big bombshell to drop on a guy. Uncle shrugged his shoulders in response, not seeing the issue.

"Did not want to bother you." The elder Chan picked up the shield as he walked towards the back of the shop. "Now, you two get acquainted while I go do work." Jackie glanced back with a pleading look, hoping for some form of assistance.

"But I don't know anything about taking care of children. The closest I got was that one…" He cut off his own words as he quickly noticed he was alone with Jade, a family member he had never met. Seeing as she was family, however, he made up his mind to at least try.

The young Chan was a little too starstruck to start the conversation, earning a nervous chuckle from the former star. "Hello. I'm Jackie. Welcome to Bellwood." The girl did not respond, still staring at him with wide eyes.

The man hummed to himself as he rubbed his chin. "No English." He leaned over to meet her in the eye, bowing in the process. "你好。我是 杰基。欢迎来到贝尔伍德。"(2)

Before Jade could explode all her shock on the man, the door to the shop opened rather abruptly. Jackie quickly took his place behind the counter as a trio of men walked through the building. "Welcome to Uncle's Rare Finds. How can I help you?" Jade looked to the group as they came to a stop, though something didn't sit right with her.

The first one to catch her eye was the one to the right. He had olive skin, short black hair, and brown eyes. He wore a bandage across his nose, most likely serving as a fashion statement; a long-sleeved, collared, white shirt under a black dress coat; a light red tie; black slacks; and black dress shoes. He seemed to be very brutish with the look he was giving the joint. She quickly turned her head as he began to look her way.

The next one to catch her eyes was an Asian man that, like his partner, sported short black hair. He wore stylish orange sunglasses, a black jacket, a grey shirt of some sort, black pants, and black dress shoes. He seemed to be too confident for his own good, the sunglasses never leaving his face. She then looked to the last member of the group, the one standing in the front. It was clear that he was the brains of this entourage, if they had any to begin with.

He seemed to be of Irish descent, if the red hair, green eyes, and pale skin had anything to say about it. He wore a 70's white disco suit over a pink long-sleeved, button-up shirt, and blue-black shoes. The golden pendant hanging from his neck was enough to tell Jade that this man was all about the money. He seemed to ignore the look shot his way as he looked to Jackie with a sly smirk.

"So this is where the great Jackie Chan ended up after he left the movie buiss," stated the man. "Archaeology and running an antique shop. Not the route I would have gone, but it's definitely a neat place." The martial artist rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed by the sudden attention.

"I dabble in the study of past civilizations. The movie business was great, but I had to leave it behind in order to help my uncle with his shop." Jade looked to the man she would now call Uncle Jackie, a little surprised by his reasoning for leaving the show buiss behind. The redhead didn't seem fazed as he nodded his head.

"How thoughtful of you. In any case, we heard that you recently 'dabbled' a shield from a Bavarian castle. Our extremely wealthy employer is interested in purchasing that shield." This was enough to catch Jackie's suspicions, seeing as it was during a private expedition that he retrieved said item. He looked between the three men as he tried to maintain his cool.

"I am sorry, but I already donated that piece to the university." Jade looked between the two groups, catching the obvious lie her uncle had dished out. The redhead's smirk never faltered as he looked to his olive-skinned partner.

"Really?" The brute seemed to get the hint as he tipped over a couple of vases. Jackie cried in terror as he leapt into action, catching the two artifacts as he slid across the ground. The Asian thug followed suit, flicking a third vase off its stand. The former star grabbed a pillow with his feet as he flung it towards the floor.

The porcelain container bounced off the cushion before any damage could be done. Jackie leapt up from his position, quickly landing on his feet. He placed the two vases down next to each other before catching the third one. He quickly sat it alongside the others as he sat in a nearby chair, his arms crossed in success. The three thugs gaped in response, Jade gasping in excitement.

"Whoa!" gasped the brute. "He really does do his own stunts." The redhead shook his head as he regained his composure. He placed his hand atop Jade's head, a villainous smirk on his face.

"It would be in your family's best interest for you to un-donated the shield Mr. Chan." His smile fell as he released the girl. "We'll be back by this time tomorrow." The trio walked out of the building, leaving the duo behind. The door to the back opened just as the thugs left, Uncle entering the room.

"Did they buy anything?" questioned the salesman. Jackie shook his head in response.

"No," stated the former star. Jing sounded off his disappointment as he sent his nephew a glare.

"You are terrible salesman!" Jade sent the old man a raised brow in response to the accusation. Before she could utter a word, Jackie sent the elder Chan a serious frown.

"Watch her and hide the shield." The martial artist ran off in search of the assailants, leaving the duo behind. Jade quickly snuck to the side, wanting to watch the action unfold. Uncle harrumphed as he held his hands on his hips.

"Where am I supposed to hide a big shield!?" He turned to look at the aforementioned artifact, only to see that it was nowhere in sight. He scratched the back of his head in confusion. "Where did I put it?" Unaware of his grandniece's departure, the old man began to look for the missing object.

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Mr. Smoothies

An elderly man sat at a nearby table as he awaited his order. He wore his hair in a short military cut style, allowing his green eyes the freedom to be seen. He wore a red buttoned-up Hawaiian shirt with a floral design, a pair of khakis, and brown shoes. If one were to look at him, they'd think he was just any old man. The truth, however, was far more miraculous than that.

This was Maxwell Tennyson, one of the greatest plumbers in the world. He's been cleaning the grime and yuck of the world one country at a time. He'd still be doing that too if he were still active in the field, but these days he's been upgraded to management of his home branch. He tapped his fingers on the table as he continued to practice his patience. Imagine his relief when he heard the speakers come to life.

"Tennyson, your order is ready," informed the cashier over the mic. The man stood up as he walked towards the counter. He came to a stop as a small teen handed him a drink holder carrying two cups and a bag.

"One medium coconut smoothie, one medium peanut butter smoothie, and a small order of chili fries," listed the employee. The elder Tennyson nodded in response.

"That should be everything," agreed Maxwell. The teen smiled in return.

"Thank you for dining with us. Enjoy the smoothies." The plumber walked backwards for a bit before turning to the exit. Once outside, he took a breath of the fresh air around him. He always did enjoy a nice afternoon in the city.

He continued on his intended path as he exited the cup shaped restaurant. He was looking forward to sharing the rest of today with his grandson, even if the first bit was to serve out a punishment brought about by his son. Ever since that fateful Summer road trip, he had never felt closer with either of his grandkids. He soon reached his intended destination, only to stop dead in his tracks as he gawked. If he wasn't the man he was, he would've dropped the drinks and food at the sight before him.

"Oh my…" He let his words die in his throat as he slowly approached a large mobile home. It had one red and one blue stripe running down its side, though the paint-job seemed to have been chipped off from years of use. Several satellite dishes and receivers lined the top of the machine, ready to provide the inhabitants with entertainment of all kinds. The license plate on the back read "RU5T BUCK3T", signifying its name.

What surprised Maxwell was, in spite of the chipped areas and a bent antenna, the old vehicle was spotless. Even the headlights were squeaky clean, the one broken one replaced with little signs of resistance. Max had never seen something so beautiful in years of his life, saved for the mother of his children. The door to the vehicle opened as Ben stretched his arms. The boy smiled as he leaned against the frame.

"What do ya think Grandpa?" questioned the young Tennyson. "Did I do the old girl justice?" Max rubbed the side of the vehicle, a smooth feeling overtaking his fingers. He smiled as he looked to his grandson.

"How did you do it Ben? Last I checked you haven't unlocked any of the more cleanly aliens." The boy chuckled as he shook his head.

"That's what you think. I was able to use XLR8 to get a good look at where the Rustbucket needed a little love, then I went Greymatter to check on all the hard to reach places. I still had a little time so I checked on all the systems." His grandfather whistled as he looked over his home.

"Is there anything you didn't do?" Ben sounded off his distaste as he looked away.

"I kinda left the fridge and the pantries untouched. It's kinda hard to tell when somethings out of date or your next big meal plan." Maxwell chuckled to himself as he shook his head. He then held up the meal he had just acquired.

"I don't suppose you'd be interested in some smoothies and chili fries after a hard day's work." The boy instantly lit up as he moved to the side, allowing his grandfather room to enter the vehicle. He shut the door behind him, allowing no further access to the vehicle. After a bit, the Rustbucket departed the area. Little did they know that they were heading down a road to action.

Jackie ran across the sidewalk as he tried to keep up with the white limousine. He had been following the crooks for a while now, hoping to remain unseen. It was actually rather simple, seeing as the trio had yet to pay attention to what was behind them. Seeing a chance to get the high ground, the martial artist leapt towards a lowered ladder. He quickly climbed the metal stairway as he reached the first balcony.

He then hopped across signs and awnings as he tried to keep up with his quarry. The villains didn't even bother to look up as the martial artist ran across the rooftops. The Rustbucket soon entered the same street as it rode diagonal from the expensive vehicle. Ben slurped on his smoothie, like any child would, as he looked towards the white limousine. He whistled in interest as he looked over the vehicle.

"That's something you don't see every day," admitted the boy. Maxwell also looked to the vehicle, sharing a similar interest with his grandson. Last he checked there were no celebrities coming into town, let alone any huge figures. Whoever this was had a lot of money on them, however they got such cash remaining a mystery. Ben continued to watch the vehicle as his grandfather kept his eyes on the road.

Meanwhile, Jackie continued to hop from building to building as he followed the goons. All concerned parties came to a stop as the traffic light turned red. The archeologist looked down at the target, intent on getting a closer look. He began to climb down a nearby drain pipe, scaling towards the individuals. Imagine his horror when he heard the sound of breaking restraints.

He looks up at the top of his makeshift ladder as it begins to fall to the ground, taking him with it. Ben's eyes widened in shock as he watched the man land right on top of the limousine, spooking the occupants within. The crash also caught the attention of Maxwell, the elderly man just as surprised at the sudden occurrence. Jackie moaned as he rubbed his head, soon meeting eye to eye with the brute of the trio. He chuckled as the driver leveled a glare at him.

"That will buff right out," reassured the former star. "So… you'll send me the bill?" The olive skinned goon said nothing as he put the pedal to the metal. Jackie found himself pressed against the car windshield as the vehicle zoomed forward, ignoring the safety of property and civilians around it. Ben scowled as he looked to his grandfather.

"Grandpa!" Maxwell nodded in agreement as he took off after the group, taking better care to mind his surroundings. The white limousine drove along the sidewalk before crashing into a wire fence. Jackie found himself lying on the hood of the car as he tried to regain his bearings. He was given no such luxury, however, as the brute readied to pound down on him.

The martial artist quickly dodged the attempt just as the disco-redhead exited the vehicle. He quickly launched the metal piping at both goons, sending them hurtling back. He leapt into the air as he dodged the Asian goon's flying kick. His prior opponents attempted to nab him, but he quickly ducked into the open sunroof. They moved to open the doors, only to have said entries hit them square in the face.

The Rustbucket pulled upon the scene as the martial artist leapt out of the vehicle once more. Ben watched in amazement as Jackie leapt over the fence, narrowly avoiding the trio once more. The former star rolled across the ground for a bit before ending up in a crisscross position. The boy's eyes widened as the man teased his opponents. "No way!"

Maxwell looked back at his grandson, curious about whatever discovery the boy made. "That's Jackie Chan: one of the greatest martial artists ever! I didn't know he was here!" The plumber paid little attention to his grandson's fanboying as he kept an eye on the battle. He watched as the three goons reached into the inside of their shirts, earning a curious look from the heroes.

Imagine their surprise when the men pulled out expanding rods. They readied the weapons over their heads as electricity began to course through them. Jackie was quick to get to his feet as he stepped away from the barrier between them.

"Electric swords?" The villains quickly tore through the wire fence before running after their target. The former star quickly dodged out of the way as multiple swipes were sent his way. He entered a backflip in order to escape a three pronged attack. He rolled across the windshield of a large truck, ripping off two pieces of equipment.

He raised both weapons in order to defend himself, only to look down in confusion as he held a pair of windshield wipers in his hands. Nevertheless, he took a defensive stance as he prepared his makeshift weapons. Even Ben had to look on in confusion as he waited for a response, equally as confused as the villains were. The redhead readied his sword with a smirk as he charged the man first. Jackie was quick to dodge a few strikes, launching one of his makeshift weapons into the air.

He caught it just as quickly as he launched it, avoiding another attack from the redhead. He smacked the villain in the hand with one of the windshield wipers, forcing him to drop his weapon in pain. The martial artist then began to block multiple attacks from the other two, making sure to keep an eye on both of them. Ben continued to watch on in awe, only to narrow his eyes as he noticed something behind the brute. A playground filled with children was right across from the combatants, putting the occupants in imminent danger.

"There's no way I'm letting a bunch of kids get hurt." The Omnitrix wielder quickly activated his device, causing the faceplate to rise from its position. He turned the dial a bit, cycling through various different silhouettes. He smirked as he came across a large shadowy figure. "Come on Fourarms!"

He slammed down on the core, setting off a huge flash of light. In spite of the bulky size of the image, however, the boy had disappeared from sight. Maxwell turned around to locate his grandson, quickly looking down upon a grunting noise. Before him stood a tiny frog-like creature with large green eyes and a black line running between them. The creature looked down as it took in a very familiar white and black suit.

"Awe man!" cried the being. "Greymatter!? I chose Fourarms!" The amphibian growled as he tried to reach his back. "Round two here I come!"

"Ben, I don't think that's a…" began Maxwell. His attempts at reasoning were cut off as another emerald light filled the area. He moved his gaze upward as Greymatter was now replaced with a pudgy green gerbil-like alien wearing a suit of a similar color scheme. It looked down at itself, letting loose another groan.

"Upchuck!?" roared the creature in a much deeper voice. "I ain't eating something a kid's been playing on! No telling what they last had their hands on!" His grandfather shook his head as the boy tried to reach for the Omnitrix once more.

"Maybe pick something before you turn into an alien that's too big for the Rustbucket. I'd rather not have to rebuild it… again." The gerbil chuckled to himself as he rubbed the back of his head. The creature took a deep breath as he prepared for another try.

"Third time's the charm." He tapped the device once more, almost blinding Maxwell in the process. This time, a larger creature stood in the middle of the vehicle. It was a raptor-like creature with a black and blue color palette, save for the white and black suit. It had a black and blue striped tail, balls in between its two-toed feet and a visor covering its face. The being looked at its three clawed arms, sounding off its interest.

"Eh!" cried the dinosaur. "XLR8 works just as good as any." He soon took note of how the redhead was looking towards the children, earning a frown from the alien. "Gotta go save some kids Grandpa! Be back in a second."

The hero was out the door before his grandfather could even utter a word. The disco man snuck his way over towards the onlooking audience, ready to pull a fast one on Jackie Chan. He grabbed at his electric sword as he approached one of the unsuspecting victims. "Heads up!" The villain had no time to react as he was dragged across the playground.

He cried out in fear as he was dragged across the ground. He finally came to a stop as the mysterious force released him. The villain soon returned to his feet as he tried to locate his assailant. "On your left!" He turned once more, this time ready to strike.

Instead, he got a face full of fist for his troubles. He fell back on his rear as he lost hold of his weapon, the device rolling out of his reach. He looked up as XLR8 rolled in front of the villain. "Wow! I called you out twice and you still didn't see that one coming."

The creature was gone just as soon as it arrived, leaving the redhead in a stupor. He blinked multiple times as he tried to process what just happened. He sighed as he rubbed his forehead.

"I must have hit my head pretty hard or something," guessed the villain. He woozily returned to his feet as he looked to the battlefield. He watched as Jackie Chan knocked over his olive skinned companion with a mighty kick. The martial artist stepped over his opponent as he ran for the playground. He waved his arms frantically upon approach, earning fearful looks from the children.

"No more play time!" cried the man. "GO-GO-GO!" The children ran off in fear, leaving the martial artist by himself. He turned around as the trio came at him from three different sides, their weapons raised once more. He ran the other way as he approached the geodesic dome.

He then landed on the other side, quickly noting the brute's approach. He took advantage of the nearby tetherball as he kicked it, sending it flying into the man's face. The martial artist quickly turned around as the other goons ran at him. He ducked under the redhead's swipe before tripping up the Asian man. The sunglass wearing villain fell on top of a horse animal springer, hurting himself where the sun don't shine.

"Get back here Chan!" Jackie ran from the redhead as the brute soon caught up to them. He leapt to the top of a swing set just as the duo were about to grab him. He quickly twisted the chains of one of the seats, tying the two dunderheads together. "Hey what the…"

He then leapt from his position, landing on the arched monkey bars. He turned to the trio as they approached him, striking a fighting stance. The olive skinned man sounded off his interest, rubbing at his sore arm.

"If it weren't us being beat up, I'd seriously be geeking out right now," admitted the brute. His allies didn't seem to share this sentiment as they began to back up. Jackie motioned for them to come at him, striking a confident smirk.

"Let's just get out of here! Valmont can find someone else to deal with him!" The trio ran off, the Asian man hobbling as he was still recovering from the low blow. Jackie stood tall as he leapt off the equipment. Imagine his surprise when his niece stood before him, an excited expression on her face.

"Jade?" questioned Jackie. "Why are you…" His words were cut off as a gas was sprayed in the air. He fell over unconscious as a group of men entered the area. Jade made herself scarce before anyone could really notice her, something she found to be surprisingly easy at the moment.

XLR8 watched over the scene in confusion. It seemed like another person was after the famous movie star. He bent forward as he prepared to come to the man's rescue, only for a familiar jingle to catch his attention. He groaned as he looked down at the symbol on his chest, a red blinking light emanating from it.

"Aw man!" cried the alien. "Now!?" Not wanting to be discovered, the hero sped off towards the Rustbucket. He quickly opened the door as the jingle neared its end. He shut the door behind him as he erupted in another emerald light.

"Some dudes in shades just gassed Jackie Chan!" cried Ben, now back to his regular self. Maxwell said nothing as he started the vehicle. "We have to go after them! They just up and took him after…" The boy stopped talking as his grandfather looked back at him through the rearview mirror.

"He's fine Ben," reassured the elder Tennyson. "I saw the whole thing through the live feed. I know exactly who took him and where they're gonna be." Maxwell began to drive the Rustbucket as his grandson took a seat on the couch. Ben looked to the road as he kept an eye on where they were going.

"Who were those guys Grandpa, and what did they want with Jackie Chan?" Max said nothing as he kept his eyes on the road. He smirked as he turned a corner, catching sight of a black van.

"A few old friends who will answer both of our questions." The young Tennyson looked to his grandfather in confusion, unsure of the meaning behind his words. The Rustbucket drove on as it continued to follow the van. Unknown to both parties, however, Jade was hot on their tail. She held onto the ladder of the mobile home, hoping to not fall off before reaching the destination.

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"He's coming to," stated an unknown voice. Jackie groaned as he grabbed at his head. He was not expecting to have a strange substance puffed in his face, let alone be drugged into unconsciousness. He soon opened his eyes, blinking as he tried to relax his eyes. Finally releasing the strain from his face, the martial artist laid eyes on a group of men.

While they each seemed unique in appearance, one in particular stood out to him. The apparent leader of this troupe was a tall bald man with red eyebrows. He wore a red turtleneck, a black trench coat, grey pants, a black leather belt, and black loafers. The man seemed wary of Jackie, awaiting some form of reaction. The group jerked back as the martial artist let out what seemed to be a battle cry.

"AUGUSTUS BLACK!" cheered Jackie. He embraced the bald man, confusing his subordinates. "What are you doing here!?" He suddenly groaned as he released the man, rubbing his forehead in discomfort. "What am I doing here?"

"I'm afraid it's official business, my friend," denied Augustus. Jackie looked over the man in confusion. He then looked to the subordinates behind him.

"I didn't think these would be your backup singers." The duo looked between each other as the martial artist sent his friend a slight scowl. "Where have you been? I don't hear from you for six year, then BOOM!"

He stretched out his arms for emphasis, shocking the other men once more. "You're here in Bellwood saving my butt." He groaned before anyone could answer, rubbing the back of his head. "Those thugs must have knocked me out before you got there." Augustus chuckled nervously as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Actually, that was me. Sorry." Jackie said nothing as he looked the man in the eye. The black van came to a stop behind a set of buildings, just in time for the former star to throw the doors open.

"Why would you do that!?" He hopped out of the vehicle before anyone could stop him. Augustus stood at the exit of the vehicle as the man walked towards a phonebooth.

"Jackie…" The martial artist paid his old friend no attention as he continued to approach the communicator. He then turned as he noticed the bald man's shadow approach him.

"I thought we were friends!" The man said nothing as he let Jackie take a few deep breaths. He smirked as he crossed his arms.

"We are, and always have been. We couldn't let anyone know about our location, so I had to follow company policy." The martial artist feigned understanding as he gestured to a few piles of trash.

"Oh, yes. I can see that this is some very special garbage the studio doesn't want anyone knowing about." He turned his back to his old friend as he reached out for the door to the phonebooth. "Maybe when I see you in another six years, you'll learn how to treat people better!" Augustus sounded off his concern as he reached out for the man.

"Jackie I wouldn't…" His pleads fell on deaf ears as the former star began to punch in a phone number. Imagine the shock Jackie's face when the sliding door closed all by itself.

"What?" He suddenly felt himself being pulled forward as a door opened in front of the booth. Augustus winced as his friend was pulled through the path, screaming in terror. The other men approached him as he rubbed his temples.

"I probably should've explained what happened before I told him about the gas. Guess we're taking the stairs." The other bald member of his group sounded off his distaste as the group followed their leader. Meanwhile, the Rustbucket pulled past the area as it approached a small building. Jade sounded off her confusion as she looked up at the abandoned washing machine store.

"Maybe I should've followed the van instead of hopping back here," guessed the young Chan. She was about to hop off the vehicle when she heard the sound of a large door opening. The side of the building split into two doors, revealing a large parking spot. She held on tighter as to not be seen, waiting as the large vehicle pulled into the spot. The platform began to lower as the doors slid shut, taking all occupants with it.

Back with jackie, he continued to scream as he was pulled along by the fake phone booth. There seemed to be no end to the halls as the device continued to zoom forward. It soon came to a slow stop, allowing the former star to catch his breath. A moment was all he got, however, as the elevator began to plummet towards the ground. Jackie screamed once more as he held onto the sides of the booth, not wanting to fall through.

Everything came to a sudden stop, forcing Jackie to faceplant into the door once more. The device slid open as a ding rang through the air, allowing the martial artist to fall to the floor. The door closed behind him as it awaited the next usage. The poor man looked up as a familiar pair of shoes stood before him. Augustus rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"I tried to warn you. The elevator is being placed in out-of-order status tomorrow so the technicians can fix the glitch." Jackie looked the man in the eye, shock still laced in his expression.

"How did you get down here then?" questioned the martial artist. The bald man pointed towards a door nearby. His colleagues from before left the duo behind as Jackie stood to his feet.

"The stairs. Follow me. There's a lot of explaining to do on both of our ends." Augustus lead his old friend through the facility, an unreadable frown on his face. They passed by what appeared to be a hangar on their way through the area.

The platform from earlier lowered into the room, earning the attention of a few guards. Three of them kept hands on their guns as they approached the unknown vehicle. Ben looked out the window on his side, quickly spotting the individuals. He prepared to activate the Omnitrix, only to have his arm gently grasped by his grandfather. Maxwell opened the door to the vehicle, a serious look on his face.

"Code 7-5 Zeta," declared the elder Tennyson. The guards seemed to accept the man's words as they eased off their weapons. Ben followed the elder Tennyson out the door, taking in the sight before him. He heard a shuffling nearby, turning to identify the creator of it. He began to sneak towards the back of the mobile home, hoping to avoid blowing his cover.

He got to the area, only to find no one there. He moved to activate the Omnitrix, prepared to use it if necessary. "Come on Ben!" The boy turned to see that his grandfather and the three escorts were waiting on him, the men seeming jumpy over his actions. He sighed as he let the distraction go.

"Coming!" cried the young Tennyson. He soon joined the group, sticking close to his grandfather. He looked up at the man with an inquisitive expression. "What's that code mean anyway?" Maxwell looked to his grandson with a smirk.

"It's used for meetings between the heads of two different divisions. The Plumbers came up with it in order to keep in touch with ally governments on other worlds." The boy nodded his head in response, understanding the situation. Back at the pad, Jade slid out from underneath the Rustbucket. She sounded off her relief as she wiped her brow, only to smirk as she looked towards a lineup of mopeds.

Back with the longtime friends, they continued to walk through the corridors. Jackie took note of how a few people they passed by seemed to get nervous around him. At first he figured it was because he was an unknown to them, especially seeing as a few began to whisper to each other. That idea was smashed when he overheard a few younger members geeking out over the fact that he was there. It honestly left him embarrassed when one of the younger women asked for an autograph, but he was soon pulled along by Augustus.

They finally came to a stop as they approached a sliding door, the mechanism automatically activating. Imagine Jackie's surprise when he saw the large room before him. Many floors could be seen from his position, men and women of all ages walking along the path. Some were dressed in business attire, scientists could be seen donning their lab coats, and others were wearing strange suits of unknown origin. Augustus smiled as he took in the expression on the martial artist's face.

"Welcome, Jackie Chan, to Section 13," greeted the bald man. "Part of why I went dark years ago was because I was putting the finishing touches on this place." The former star looked to his friend in shock.

"I thought you were with Interpol all those years ago. How did you find the time to do all this?" The bald man continued to look over the scene, a sense of pride flooding over him.

"Even when you knew me back then, I was shepherding this agency in secret. I bounced between divisions in order to get a feel for how they ran. I even got a job at S.H.I.E.L.D. for a few years." Jackie pointed to Augustus in surprise.

"You're a spy?" He then moved his attention to the various people around him. "They're spies?" The head agent shook his head in response.

"Law enforcement Jackie. Elite special forces, along with a few top of the line scientists for R&D." The martial artist shrugged as his longtime friend walked past him.

"So why give me the big tour? Why bring me into this?" Augustus looked to him, his scowl deepening slightly.

"We recently learned that you acquired a rare artifact in Bavaria." The martial artist groaned as he rolled his eyes. He spread out his arms as Augustus gave him a raised brow.

"How come everyone knows about this!? It was supposed to be a private dig!" The head agent gave his friend a deep scowl, waiting for an explanation. "You are the second person to approach me about the shield today." Augustus sighed as he rubbed his chin.

"As I feared. They moved first." The martial artist crossed his arms in response to the realization.

"Want to fill me in? I would like to know why there is a target on my back." Augustus nodded his head as he walked over to a computer. He quickly began to type away, quickly scanning through an interface.

"Section 13 was founded to investigate international crimes that were a little too small for S.H.I.E.L.D's paygrade. A large factor of these crimes can often be traced back to a syndicate known as the Dark Hand." The screen shifted to a set of security camera surveillances, most depicting a violent theft or some other heinous crime. "This syndicate has connections within nearly every criminal organization in history, and they're not afraid to play with big contenders like A.I.M and the League of Assassins. Their leader is this man; Valmont."

Jackie narrowed his eyes as he took in the appearance of the syndicate head. He was a tan skinned man of average height with long white hair that was pulled back into a low tail and blue eyes. He wore a green business suit, a black dress shirt, a yellow tie, gold earrings, and black shoes. He could tell that something was definitely off about this man, especially with the deceptive smile he seemed to be wearing in a few of the photos. He would remember this man.

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Xiaoling Industries Tower (3).

The building had a dark and ominous aura about it, especially for a place as sunny and cheery as Bellwood. It was once one of the many Stark Industries towers around the world, though it was later bought out by the current owner of the building. Where the Stark logo once stood, a huge golden dragon head adorned the top of the building. Even the stone that made up the building was changed, taking on a purple color to match the gold aesthetic. Within the top floor, one would find a room with a red carpeted floor.

A lone man stood before the three goons that came to Uncle's antique store. He has a margarita in one hand and a cane in the other. He sipped at the cup, revealing his long white hair. The trio held great uncertainty as they awaited the beginning of the conversation. The man turned towards them, revealing himself as none other than Valmont.

"You are telling me that one man stopped you?" questioned the head villain. The goons looked to each other, the worry growing on their faces. The redhead sounded off his concern as he shook his head.

"Yes, but he…" began the disco man. He was cut off by the stamping of his employers cane. Valmont leveled a glare at the trio, disappointment written on his face.

"Three of my enforcers- armed with high tech weaponry only S.H.I.E.L.D. and A.I.M. have access to these days- were defeated by an archeologist? Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?" The redhead tilted his head a bit, trying to think of what to say.

"Did we mention he was Jackie Chan and he had windshield wipers?" This only served to deepen the scowl on Valmont's face. He looked beyond the group, aiming his gaze much higher than any of them could reach.

"Tohru." Loud footsteps could be heard as the trio froze in place. A large shadow encased them entirely, a sight that brought a chill to their spines. The trio slowly turned around to face the unknown arrival. They gasped at the sight of the giant before them.

The large man was of Japanese descent, having black hair that he pulled up into a traditional style and eyes of a matching hue. He wore a simple white t-shirt, black overalls, and brown Japanese sandals. He towered over the group with a sinister glare, his large stomach portraying his strength. He picked up the trio no problem as he brought them into a crushing bearhug. Valmont took another sip of his drink as the Enforcers grunted in pain.

"Tohru!" wheezed the redhead. "Can't… breathe!" In spite of this plea, the Japanese giant continued to constrain the trio. Valmont seemed to become annoyed by the grunting, placing his cup on the counter behind him.

"Enough." At that command, Tohru released the Enforcers. They fell on top of each other one by one, gasping for air as they grabbed at their sides. The large man looked to his employer with a softer glare than usual, awaiting the next command. Valmont seemed to contemplate this next action as he rubbed the top of his cane.

He looked up to meet his guard dog's eyes, tapping his cane lightly against the ground. "Tohru, bring me the shield." The Japanese giant nodded his head in acceptance, turning to make his way out. Before he could do so, a low hissing sound filled the air. Valmont looked to his left, knowing full well where this noise came from.

"YOUR TOHRU IS IMPRESSIVE, VALMONT," stated a new voice. A set of glowing red eyes came to life in the nearby darkness. The lights turned on to reveal the owner of the glowing set, a large golden Chinese dragon statue. The figure was coiled in a circular formation as it hung from the wall, the head of the beast facing the group. Along its body rested twelve slots, void of whatever once occupied them.

Purple smoke came from the beast's mouth as its focus remained unclear. "IN THE EVENT THAT HE TOO MIGHT FAIL, HOWEVER, IT MIGHT BE WISE TO ENLIST THE HELP OF MY OWN ENFORCERS." Upon the utterance of the statue's advice, the shadows in the room began to grow in volume. The darkness even reached out into the well-lit areas of the room, though they stopped before they could extend beyond their boundaries. Without any warning, shapes began to rise from the shadows.

The Enforcers couldn't help the shocked looks that appeared on their faces as a group of blue skinned figures surrounded them. They bore the same colored eyes as the statue and wore a black shinobi suit with a red sash running around their waist. "THE SHADOWKHAN; AN ELITE SQUADRON OF SHADOW NINJAS, READY TO COMPLETE ANY TASK GIVEN TO THEM." Valmont nodded his head as he looked away from the golden statue.

"As you wish, Shendu." The ninjas returned to the shadows as the black mist began to fade from the dragon's mouth. Tohru sent an unreadable frown at the statue, not fond of the feeling it gave him. The figure seemed to emit evil intent with its very presence, making his instincts scream to get rid of it. Nevertheless, the giant would see to it that Valmont's orders were fulfilled by any means necessary.

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Section 13

Jackie watched as Augustus shut down the computer, having shown enough visuals for the moment. The head agent got up from his seat as he turned to his longtime friend. Not much time had passed since the information dump of Dark Hand intel. The former star got the gist of it all, even if he didn't understand a few of their motives. The bald man, seeing the understanding on his audience's face, rolled his shoulders a bit.

"We recently learned that the Dark Hand has gained an interest in retrieving certain historical artifacts," continued Augustus. It was here that Jackie began to understand the level of involvement this information had placed him in. Being an archeologist, it made sense that a syndicate would be interested in what he does. He shook his head as he looked the head agent in the eye.

"Why?" questioned Jackie. "The shield didn't seem particularly valuable, aside from historical importance." Augustus shook his head in response.

"Unknown. It's always been difficult to track their movements. In any case, with this new development in mind, Section 13 could use an archeologist of your expertise." Jackie shook his head in response, Embarrassment well hidden behind a serious frown.

"I wouldn't call myself an expert. I'm really just an amateur." Black smirked as he tilted his head slightly.

"A wise and intelligent amateur." He placed his hand on the former star's shoulder. "You're the only one I can trust with this job Jackie." The martial artist shook his head once more, apprehension visible on his face.

"But my museum work…" Augustus frowned as he released the man's shoulder.

"It wouldn't be full time. All we need is someone to help with research so we can stay one step ahead of Valmont." Jackie looked down as he began to think over his options. While he was not fond of the idea, he wasn't one to leave his friends in situations like this. He sighed as he returned his gaze forward.

"I will consider it." Before anything else could be said, the sound of a running motor cut through the atmosphere. Warning cries blared through the air as the sound drew closer and closer. Jade suddenly turned the corner, wearing a helmet as she drove one of the mopeds from earlier. Her eyes widened at the sudden appearance of the duo.

"Jackie!" cried the young Chan. The adults dodged out of the way just in time as the vehicle zoomed past them. The head agent looked to Jackie with an angry scowl.

"WHO IS THAT!?" demanded the man. The martial artist groaned as he sat up. He quickly looked to Augustus with a scowl of his own.

"No relation," denied Jackie. Jade soon turned around before she could hit anyone else, scaring one of the agents into scattering his papers in the air. The former star looked to a nearby rolling chair, an idea formulating in his head. "Hold on!" He then hopped onto the movable furniture as the girl drew closer.

"Grab on!" cried Jade. Jackie did just that as he grabbed the seat of the vehicle. Jade glanced back for a second with a serious smirk. "I'm busting you outta here! I so can't believe I'm saving Jackie Chan." The martial artist moved to scold his niece, only to stop as realization hit him.

"You speak English!?" Jade had no time to answer as she drove down a flight of stairs. Captain Black watched from the railing as the girl swerved through the crowd of people, her uncle apologizing to each person they almost hit as well as giving a warning to potential victims. Meanwhile, the Tennysons were soon approaching the main area. Ben looked around as he rubbed at the arm with the Omnitrix.

"Hey Grandpa?" questioned the young Tennyson. Maxwell looked to the boy, acknowledging the request. "Do you ever feel like something's about to happen out of nowhere?" The elder Tennyson sent his grandson a confused look, unsure of how to answer the question. Before he could contemplate a response, one of the guards shoved him to the right.

"GET DOWN!" cried the man. Ben found himself backing up as the Chan's blurred towards them. Time seemed to slow as he and Jade locked eyes. A shine seemed to swirl around both of their irises before time returned to normal. The Omnitrix wielder walked ahead of the guards as he looked in the direction the duo took off.

He couldn't help but take note of the weird feeling in his stomach as he chased after the vehicle. Jade remained distracted as she drove in a straight line, having a similar feeling hitting her. This distractedness was enough for Jackie to finally reach for the handle. He flipped the off switch, causing the moped to scrape across the ground. His niece turned the vehicle to the side in response to the sudden loss in momentum, sending him flying through the air.

She winced as she watched him crash into a stack of boxes, his chair sliding across the ground as it continued rolling. Captain Black soon knelt down as the martial artist sat up. He held up two fingers as he began the age old test.

"Jackie, how many fingers do you see?" questioned the head agent. Jackie took a few seconds to respond as he swayed back and forth. He suddenly brought his own hand closer to his face as he gave off a drunken smile.

"Look," directed the former star. "Fishies." Augustus frowned as he heard the sound of resistant grunting. He turned to watch two of his agents holding Jade by the arms, having a hard time containing her. The man clenched his fists as he looked the young Chan in the eye.

"Young lady, how did you get in here?" Jade was finally able to fight her way out of the guard's hold, blowing raspberries at one of them. She smirked as she crossed her arms.

"I hitched a ride," answered the girl. Jackie soon regained his composure as he stood up. He placed his hands on his hips as he looked down at his niece.

"Where did you get the bike?" questioned the former star. "Stealing is wrong, and you could've been hurt!" Jade smirked as she pulled him down to meet her.

"I snuck it out of their garage. Some idiot left the keys in the ignition." Captain Black looked beyond the duo, sending one of his men a serious glare. The culprit chuckled in embarrassment as he shrugged. The head agent shook his head in response, disappointed in the development.

Jackie was able to regain control of his shirt as Jade released him. "I figured it would be the best thing to get us out of here. Ready to blow this popsicle stand?" The martial artist chuckled in response, not very pleased with the situation.

"Jade, these people are my friends." Jade sent her uncle a confused look. This was something that seemed to boggle her mind.

"Your friends knocked you out and took you to a super-secret underground base? Is that… normal here?" Jackie slowly turned his torso as he looked back at Augustus, a small frown on his face.

"Let us hope not." The head agent held up his hands in defense, not fond of being called out. Jackie turned to meet his niece once more, quickly noting the smile on her face.

"America is so cool! What's next? Are alien superheroes gonna stop a ninja army?" Augustus ignored Jade's enthusiasm as he looked to the now gathered group of agents.

"Can someone please explain why a child was able to breach our security, in broad daylight no less?" questioned the head agent. Jade sounded off her annoyance as she crossed her arms.

"I'm not a kid! I'm Jackie's niece." The martial artist sounded off his Embarrassment as he facepalmed. Captain Black sounded off his interest as he walked over to the duo.

"I didn't know you had a niece Jackie." The martial artist sighed as he shook his head. He looked to the head agent with a sad frown.

"Join the club," informed Jackie. "I just found out today." The head agent shook his head in response.

"It still doesn't make sense how a girl her age could have possibly penetrated our defenses. How did you actually get in here?" Jade sent the man a small glare as she prepared to defend her information, only to be cut off by the sound of running footsteps.

"I think she may have hitched a ride with us back at the playground," theorized Maxwell as he approached the group. The agents soon turned their attention to the new arrivals, Ben panting slightly as he stood beside his grandfather. Him and Jade soon locked eyes once more as the girl turned his way, the feeling returning once again. Augustus stood between them as he approached the elder Tennyson, shock written on his face.

"Sergeant Tennyson? Is that you?" Max smiled as he nodded his head.

"It's Magister Tennyson now actually. I see you were able to get everything up and running, Captain." The Plumber looked to Jade with a knowing smirk, crossing his arms as he caught her attention. "We came to ask a few questions after my grandson watched you knock out Jackie Chan. I believe miss Chan here grabbed on to the ladder on the back of the Rustbucket before we took off."

The young Chan rubbed the back of her head as she blushed in embarrassment. "I think it would be best if we take this conversation somewhere a little more private Augustus." The head agent nodded as he gestured his head away from the area. The agents took this as a sign to return to business as they shuffled back to their previous tasks. Ben finally had enough as he pushed his way through the agents, coming face to face with the young Chan.

"What you did back there was so cool!" cried the young Tennyson. This declaration deepened the blush on Jade's face, the girl not used to being complemented by kids her age. "You just zoomed past us with Jackie Chan hot on your heels! I think I saw him grind across the walls a few times!" The girl played around with her hair as she looked away from the boy.

"Um… thanks," replied Jade. She soon regained her composure as she fought down the blush. "I'm Jade." She reached out an arm for a handshake, something the young Tennyson quickly returned in kind.

"Ben Tennyson." They broke the hold as soon as it began, letting their arms drop to their sides. Neither really knew what to say, something that was uncommon for them. Ben appeared to have a thought cross his mind, only for Jackie to quickly place his hand on Jade's shoulder.

"It was nice to meet you Benjamin," greeted the martial artist. "Now if you would excuse us for a moment." He pulled his niece to the side, leaving no time for objections. In spite of the upsetting departure, jade couldn't help but smile as she turned to her uncle.

"Come on Jackie! Wasn't I brave back there?" The martial artist sighed as he got down on one knee, placing both hands on the girl's shoulders.

"Yes, but it was dangerous and immature. You must have the wisdom to know when something is too difficult to achieve. Courage without wisdom is foolishness. Do you understand?" The young Chan looked away with a mischievous grin.

"Um… my English must not be that good." Jade rubbed her arm as she tried to look past her uncle. "Can I talk with Ben some more before we go?" The martial artist sighed as he shook his head. Before he could give his answer, his phone sounded off.

"I'll give you five minutes. It is past your bedtime." The young Chan groaned in response, only to smile as she walked back over to the boy. Ben smirked as he noticed the new girl approach once more, walking to meet her.

"I've got five more minutes before we have to leave. Got any fun ideas to pass the time?" The boy contemplated this question for a bit, a few ideas coming to mind. He quelled most of them, seeing as they involved using the Omnitrix and revealing himself. He shrugged as he sounded off his denial.

"Not anything that'll be fine with the adults," informed the young Tennyson. He placed his hands in his pockets as he looked around a bit. "Maybe we can just talk or something. Beats being silent the entire time." Jade nodded in response.

"Eh! Talking's fine with me." The two kids wandered off as Jackie found a nearby spot to answer the call. He couldn't help the smile that formed on his face as he watched his niece converse with the Tennyson boy. He finally pressed the answer button before bringing the device up to his ear.

"Hello?" questioned the martial artist. "This is Jackie speaking." He heard a familiar hum on the other end of the phone.

"Jackie," began Uncle. "Where are you?" The martial artist looked behind him, noticing that most of the remaining agents and the two agency heads could hear the old man's loud voice over the line.

"Um… can't say. I don't really know myself. It's an unfamiliar part of town." There was a hum of acceptance from the elder Chan.

"One more thing. Have you seen Jade? She has disappeared." Jackie sighed as he shook his head.

"She followed me while I chased down the thugs. She's with me and unharmed." He heard his uncle's usual cry on the other side, though he could tell that it was directed at the news.

"As bold and reckless as you were! Will make nice young lady when mature." The martial artist smirked as he nodded his head, silently agreeing with the old man. "One more thing. I have been doing research on shield from Bavaria."

Jackie nodded once more, awaiting the new information. Captain Black seemed to cut his conversation with Max short as he approached the archeologist, his interests peaked. "I have found out the meaning of the markings. They are incantations." The former star blinked a few times as he cleared his throat.

"Um… incantations? So it was used in rituals of some kind?" He heard a harrumph on the other end, signaling Uncle's denial.

"The incantations themselves are magic. Very powerful but shield not important." Jackie gained an incredulous look on his face as he looked to his phone.

"Of course the shield is important! Everyone I have met today wants the shield!" He took a deep breath as he reigned in his emotions, not wanting to have an outburst. Uncle, oblivious to this battle, decided to keep going.

"No. Shield not important." Jackie sighed as he shook his head. He was about to correct the old man, when he heard a yelp on the other end of the line.

"Uncle?" No answer, save for the swaying of a dangling landline. "Uncle!?" He then heard a heavy breathing pattern on the other end of the line.

"Your uncle is fine for now, Mr. Chan," stated a new voice. "However, every hour I do not possess the shield is a moment closer to that statement being false. Bring the shield to the nearby Chinese Tower and tell no one." Jackie nodded in response, having no time to respond as the line went dead. Captain Black approached Jackie from behind.

"Everything alright?" questioned the head agent. "Sounded like something happened." The former actor shook his head in response, putting his former profession to good use.

"Uncle just realized that he didn't have his medicines. I'm going to pick them up real quick and bring them to him. Please watch over Jade until I get back." The agent seemed to buy this information, watching as the martial artist made way for…

"Jackie wait!" The cry came too late as the elevator skyrocketed upwards. The head agent winced as Jackie screamed once more. He sighed as the voice faded into the distance. Max didn't seem to share the younger man's trust, however, as he looked to the now absent elevator.

Meanwhile, Ben and Jade currently found themselves resting against the wall as they awaited the end of the latter's time in the base. It was a little awkward trying to find something to talk about, they were able to find a few common grounds they could agree upon. They were both big gamers, they had a similar love of comic books, and there were even a few bands they liked. As neat as 21 questions was, however, it quickly got boring trying to come up with new questions. Ben hummed to himself as he held his hands behind his head.

"So Jade, I don't think I've seen you around town before," began the boy. This caught the girl's attention as she looked up from the floor. "Are you new here or…" The young Chan smiled as she looked his way.

"Yep," answered the Jade. "Just flew in from China today. I'll be spending the year with Uncle Jackie." The Omnitrix wielder nodded as he turned towards her.

"Must be cool to be related to such an awesome actor. Just goes to show that your family was made for coolness." The young Chan frowned sadly as she looked away from the boy. She didn't want to admit it, but she did feel that her parents might have been the exception. It was hard for her to think about how distant her folks could be.

Sensing the air that began to form, Ben decided to change the subject. "Well, welcome to Bellwood. You'll find that things are actually a little crazier here than they appear." The girl let her smirk returned as she looked towards him.

"Does that include the people here? I didn't expect to be living in an antique store after all." The young Tennyson smirked as he nodded his head.

"Trust me, you'll make a lot of friends here that are more than they seem. Everything is not what it seems, especially when you travel abroad. I met some pretty weird people on a summer road trip with Grandpa and cousin." Jade filed this information for a later date as soon as she noticed the approach of Captain Black. The man came to a stop as he looked over the duo.

"Jade, Jackie had to leave in order to pick up his uncle's medicine," informed the agency head. The young Chan furrowed her brow as she looked away from the man. "He just got off the phone after your granduncle realized he forgot them. You'll be staying with us for a little while longer." The girl nodded slowly as she let a smile form on her face.

"Cool," replied Jade. "Do we get to see all the cool spy stuff?" Ben seemed to share her interest as he looked to Augustus. The man shook his head in response.

"Not without an adult to watch over you two. Ben may be here with his grandfather but you weren't even supposed to know about this place. If it weren't for Jackie I'd have you shipped off to juvie for trespassing." Jade sighed as she shook her head. Believing he had said enough, Captain Black returned to the task at hand. The young Chan sent a small smile towards her new friend.

"I gotta go check on something real quick." Without giving Ben so much as a second to response, the young Chan ran down the hall. She soon came across the hangar, a few of the guards looking away from the area. She smirked as she began to sneak her way across the room, ducking behind crates a few times. She approached the mopeds once more, only to find that there were no keys this time.

"And just where are you going young lady?" questioned a familiar voice. Jade turned around on a dime, coming face to face with Maxwell Tennyson. She chuckled as she rubbed her arm, trying to come up with a good bluff.

"I just… wanted to make sure Jackie got back okay. From what Captain Black told me he left in a rush." The Plumber said nothing as he crossed his arms. He smirked as he shook his head.

"You're a pretty good liar for a girl my grandson's age." Jade sighed as she looked away from the man. "So something seemed off to you too." Recognizing that this was more of a statement than a question, she decided to come clean.

"When I first got to Uncle's shop, he got a call from the doctors' office. He shouted them down for trying to get him to come in, saying he has enough natural remedies to last a life time. Why would he suddenly turn around and have Jackie pick up a prescription…" Maxwell nodded as he let his arms drop.

"When he supposedly has all the stuff he needs to keep himself healthy. Jing would never let anyone but himself do something to care for his health." Jade sent the elder Tennyson a curious brow.

"You know Uncle?" Maxwell nodded his head in response. He began to fish through his pocket as he turned to the Rustbucket.

"A story for another day. We need to get to Jing's store." Ben approached the duo as his grandfather pulled out his keys.

"So I take it you didn't intend to come back earlier," teased the Omnitrix wielder. Jade rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. "Well now you're stuck with us, so no more ditching." He walked in right after his grandfather, stopping in the entrance as he looked back. "You coming or not?"

The girl smirked as she rushed forward, following the Tennysons. A guard cleared them for departure, signaling to one of the operators. The woman pressed the button, allowing the platform to rise back to the surface. The doors slid open as soon as the Rustbucket reached the top. The vehicle sped off, leaving the secret base behind.

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Uncle's Rare Finds

Jackie ran into the building, nearly ripping the door off through momentum. He looked around the building as he tried to find the shield. He had no time to waste on keeping things tidy. Uncle was being used as a hostage, his very life on the line. The martial artist groaned as he shook his head.

"Where would he hide a shield!?" cried Jackie. "It should be an obvious thing to spot!" He looked over to a nearby folding screen, an idea running through his head. He pulled the object to the side, only to be met by Jade and Ben. He screamed in surprise as he jerked back.

"Hi Jackie," greeted the young Chan. She crossed her arms in response to his glare. "Did you get Uncle's medicine?" Jackie blushed in response to being found out, only to shake his head as his glare returned.

"What are you two doing here!? Better question, how did you get here!?" Ben shook his head in response.

"No offense Mr. Chan, but she would've come even if we didn't bring her with us," began the young Tennyson. "We couldn't just let her wander the streets at this time of night." Grandpa Max walked into the room, a small frown on his face.

"Pardon the intrusion Jackie, but this is personal to us too," informed the elder Tennyson. The martial artist turned towards the other adult, a little shocked by his sudden appearance. "Jing was a friend of mine back in our young days, so any threat to him is of great concern to me." Jackie sighed as he shook his head.

"Fine," allowed the archeologist. "You can help me find the shield, but afterwards you two will be leaving." He then turned his attention to Jade, a small frown on his face. "As for you, you will be heading to your room." The young Chan sounded off her disappointment as she watched her uncle crawl around the floor.

Ben couldn't help but feel a little upset by the development himself. He had always heard the term "never meet your heroes," but he didn't think it would be true. He still respected the man, don't get him wrong, but it was a little disheartening to know that he would react this way. He looked to the side as he tried to ignore the new point of view. His eyes narrowed as he took note of something.

Sitting with a bunch of stuff on top of it was a slightly dome shaped object. He shook his head as he approached the object. There was no way that it was that easy to find. Jade seemed to share his disbelief as she grabbed at the edge of the object. Imagine his surprise when she prepared to yank it out.

"Jade wait!" cried Ben. It was too late, however, as the collection of items toppled towards Jackie. The martial artist had no time to move out of the way as the avalanche covered him. The young Chan winced as she brought the shield up to her face. Jackie popped his head out of the rubble as she looked over the edge.

"My bad," apologized Jade. She looked over the object, taking note of the stone in the middle. It was marked with a red rooster symbol, something that seemed out of place in the design. Shaking her head, the girl decided to save herself some trouble and raise it up. "I think I got some of that wisdom you were talking about since I found this."

"Thank you," replied Jackie. "Now go to your room." The young Chan sounded off her disappointment as she stomped her way upstairs. The martial artist then turned to the Tennyson duo. "Thank you both for your help, but it is time for you to leave."

"But you can't go by yourself!" cried Ben in denial. "It's gonna be a trap! Even with your awesome skills, there's gotta be a limit to what you can take!" The martial artist shook his head in response.

"I have to go alone. You are too young to fight." Ben growled as he reached for the Omnitrix. He was stopped, however, as Grandpa Max put his hand on his grandson's shoulder. The boy calmed down as he took note of his grandfather's smile.

"It'll be fine Ben," reassured the Plumber. He then looked to Jackie, a small frown on his face. "Good luck. Say hi to Jing for me." The martial artist nodded as he ran out the door. Ben looked up at his grandfather in concern.

"We're… not actually letting him go by himself are we?" questioned the young Tennyson. "It's gotta be a trap." Maxwell nodded in response.

"Of course it is. He can't say he went alone if he rolled up in the Rustbucket now could he?" This question made Ben smile. The duo walked out of the building, unaware that they had a set of eyes on them. Jade smirked as she rubbed her hands together, not intent on being left behind.

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Chinese Tower

Jackie stood before the building with the shield in hand, a determined look on his face. The building represented one of the old Chinese temples, hence the name. He frowned as he looked up to the top floor, the destination of his meeting. He caught the appearance of a figure at the top, most likely the kidnapper. He ran into the building as the figure vanished from view.

Nearby, the Rustbucket pulled into an abandoned Club Queen restaurant. Jade smirked from her place on the back, looking up to the top of the tower. She gulped at the size of the massive man on top, not looking forward to dealing with it. She shook her head as she began to focus. Uncle and Jackie needed her help. She prepared to run off, only to be grabbed by her hoodie.

"Your devotion to your family is a good trait Jade, but it really isn't the best time to try and be a hero," stated Maxwell. Jade looked up to find the old man holding her up by her hood, something she really didn't think he could do. Ben smirked as he held his hands behind his head. He honestly thought it was kinda cute to see Jade so determined. His face flushed as he processed the thought.

'Where did that come from?' questioned the boy in his head. Jade harrumphed as she looked away from the elder Tennyson. Maxwell put her down, allowing her to turn his direction.

"Like I'm actually gonna sit back at home and twiddle my thumbs," began the young Chan. "Jing's my granduncle! I can't just sit by while some bigots with their wigs on too tight hurt him!" Ben grinned as he nodded his head.

"Gotta admit, she does have a point. If the big guy up wasn't up there, I'd say let her sock it to 'em." He hopped out of the vehicle as the young Chan looked his way. "I've got a plan, but it's gonna take some good timing." Maxwell shot his grandson a curious brow, unsure how to take this news.

"Am I going to like this plan of yours?" questioned the elder Tennyson. "Last time you thought of a plan on the spot ended up with me and Gwen covered in gunk." Ben sounded off his disagreement, waving off his grandfather.

"Details, details. Now, all we need is a heavy hitter to get Big Chungus with. Anyone got a bludgeon or something?" Grandpa Max shook his head in response.

"Ben, just get on with it." This brought about a surprised look from his grandson and an inquisitive look from Jade. "We're pressed for time as it is. One person knowing won't change anything." The young Chan groaned as she rolled her eyes.

"What's with the secrets?" questioned Jade. "Is there something you wanna tell me or not?" Ben smirked as he reached for the Omnitrix, activating it in an instant. He soon found the creature he wanted, raising his arm in accordance.

"Why tell when I can show!?" questioned the boy. He slammed down on the core, enveloping the area in an emerald light. Jade had to shield her eyes as the light grew in intensity. When the light died down, the girl could not believe her eyes. Before her stood a large crystalized being with a black and white sleeveless unitard and yellow eyes.

"Awe man!" cried the being. "Oh well. Diamondhead's better than nothing." He then turned to the duo, quickly taking note of the newcomer's shock. Grandpa Max seemed to notice this too as he placed a hand on Jade's shoulder.

"We'll explain everything later Jade," denied Maxwell. "Right now, we need to stay on track. What's the play Ben?" The large crystal creature pulled the two humans into a huddle, doing his best to keep quiet. Jade listened in intently, smirking as she heard her part of the plan.

A tune played throughout the room as it rose through the tower. Jackie carefully held the shield, not wanting to be caught off guard. He couldn't help but hum to the beat of the jingle, his eyes going back and forth as he bobbed his head side to side. He could've swore he heard the band somewhere in public, probably at a mall or something (4). His thoughts were cut off as the vehicle came to a stop.

The elevator let out a jingle, signaling its arrival. The martial artist stepped out of the room, holding the shield up defensively. He looked around the area a few times, checking if the coast was clear. He soon caught sight of his targets, the rather large kidnapper and his uncle. The mountain of a man squeezed uncle's shoulder harder, reminding Jackie of his threat.

"The shield," ordered Tohru. Jackie kept the shield raised, ready for anything. He sent the Japanese giant a heavy scowl.

"Why does your employer want it!?" questioned the archeologist. "What makes it so special!?" Tohru remained stoic as he glared down his target.

"That is none of your concern. My patience wears thin Chan." Jade popped her head out of the stairway door, trying not to be seen. Jackie looked her way as she peaked towards him. He motioned to the large man, receiving a thumbs up in return.

"Okey-dokey! You want the shield? Catch!" He threw the artifact like a frisbee, causing the large man's eyes to widen. He reached up to catch the item, only to miss by a hair.

The shield seemed to do a roundabout as it sailed right back the way it came. Tohru moved to catch the object once more. He missed the object once again, allowing it to soar right by. Jackie caught it out of the air, readying it once more. The Japanese giant was finally able to regain his composure as he turned to the hero.

"FOOL! SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR UNCLE!" He turned to deliver a crushing blow to the old man, only to falter as there was no one there. He looked up from the spot to find Jade leading the man along. He growled as he looked to the martial artist once more.

"I bet I run faster than you!" Jackie turned to run away, only to slow down as he heard a loud plop to his side. He began to pick up the pace once more, only to come to a stop as five more followed the first one. He turned around, only to find himself surrounded by the Shadowkhan. His eyes widened in shock as the mysterious creatures stood in waiting, menacingly glaring at him.

He looked around a few times, trying to find a way through the crowd. He brought the shield up once more, still unsure about his next course of action. "Um… come and get it." Upon that half-hearted taunt, the villainous shinobi rushed towards him. He blocked a few strikes from one opponent, quickly turning on a dime to block a flying kick from another.

Tohru ignored the group as Jackie continued to defend himself. He pressed a button on the elevator, activating it once again. The door slowly opened, only to reveal Diamondhead. The large man's eyes widened as the crystal creature stood before him, standing as still as a statue. The hero reeled his arm back, taking advantage of his opponent's lack of response.

"Hey there Sumo reject!" cried Diamondhead. Tohru moved to block the attack, but he was still sent flying backwards. Jackie was lucky enough to move out of the way just in time to avoid the flying goliath, a few Shadowkhan not so lucky. The martial artist looked towards the new arrival, his eyes widening in shock. He cried out in terror as the shinobi began to close in.

Recognizing the look on the actor's face, the hero rushed into the crowd. "Out of the way Mr. Chan!" Jackie was thankfully able to perceive the message, ducking with the shield over his head. Diamondhead skidded to a stop as he aimed his arms forward. Crystals of multiple sizes shot out of his arms, hitting the villainous shinobi straight in the chest.

The beings dissipated due to the injuries they received, bringing a relieved look to the creature's face. "So you guys are one of those kinds of henchmen." He pounded his palm as the ninjas soon surrounded him. "Now I'm excited!" He punched one of the villains square in the jaw, sending it flying into a few of its comrades.

Jackie flipped over a few ninjas as he tried to find a way out, only for more shinobi to come his way. He blocked their advances with the shield before swiping at them. The beings moved out of the way in order to mitigate any harm it could've done. Jackie soon found himself back to back with the large diamond being.

"What are you!? What is all this!?" Diamondhead looked back with a nervous chuckle.

"I'm what you call a superhero, Jackie Chan! As for these things… I have no idea what they are. All I do know is that they aren't living things, which means I get to do this!" The Petrosapien stomped his foot against the ground, stabbing a bunch of the Shadowkhan in the chest.

Diamondhead patted his hands in satisfaction as the villains dissipated into smoke. A few of the enemies tried to get the jump on the distracted hero, only to get a face full of shield. They disappeared into smoke as the artifact soared through the air. Jackie used another Shadowkhan as a platform to jump off of as he caught the target midair. He then landed on the ground, blocking yet another flurry of blows.

Tohru roared in anger as he climbed his way back up, enraged by the earlier attack. He charged the duo, intent on flattening them. The ninjas dodged out of the way as the Japanese giant continued on his rampage. Diamondhead moved to bring about more crystals, only to be rammed by the giant. He let his feet drag against the ground as he tried to push back against the behemoth.

He found himself being hoisted into the air as the large man skidded to a stop. Tohru stood near the edge of the building, his opponent high above his head. He threw the being over the side, watching as he fell towards the nearby trees. Satisfied with his work, the giant moved back to the elevator. He pressed the according button, remaining stoic and still as he rode all the way down.

He too found himself humming the tune of the elevator, but who could blame him? It was, after all, a very catchy toon. Jackie moved to check on his new ally, only to be met by a wall of the shinobi. He raised the shield just in time to block yet another volley of strikes. The martial artist leapt backwards, attempting to evade the villainous forces.

He ran across the roof siding, the Shadowkhan quickly leaping to follow. Jade lead Uncle out the front door, the duo coming to a stop in order to catch their breaths. They looked up to the scene above them, the young Chan holding her hands together in a pleading manner. The martial artist did a few backflips as he once again dodged a storm of shuriken. He soon found himself at the edge of a sideways post, waving his arms around as he tried to catch himself.

"Jackie!" cried Jade. The archeologist was finally able to regain his balance, earning a sigh of relief from his niece. The shinobi drew closer, menacingly readying their weapons. The man looked down to the duo below, smirking as he got an idea. He slid the shield off his hand, dropping it towards the ground below.

Jade quickly caught the relic in her hands, quickly noting its surprising lack of weight. She turned to run away from the scene, only to bump into a rather large mass. She looked up to see Tohru, the man staring down at her menacingly. She giggled as she backed up towards Uncle, holding the shield in front of her defensively.

"The shield," calmly demanded the giant. Uncle let off a battle cry as he entered a fighting stance. He hit the large man with a palm strike, but it had little effect. Tohru's eyes narrowed, his visage looking scarier than before. Jade readied to hand over the shield, only to pause as she looked behind the man. A pat hit Tohru on the back, the man turning around in confusion.

"You didn't say please!" roared Diamondhead. The crystal figure decked Tohru in the face, sending him stumbling back a few feet. Uncle gasped as he pointed towards the alien.

"A GOLEM!?" cried the old man. "WHAT IS A GOLEM DOING HERE!?" Tohru, not caring about the significance of the find, roared as he rushed his opponent. Diamondhead smirked as he dodged to the side, allowing the giant to strike the ground. He suddenly grabbed the arm of his enemy, using the momentum to flip him.

The Shadowkhan abandoned Jackie all together as they leapt at the new target. The alien quickly raised his right arm, sending a volley of crystal shards at the group of shinobi. Most of them took the attack, dispelling into a puff of blue smoke. The few that survived raised their blades, ready to cut through the hero. Said being crossed his arms, easily blocking and shattering the weapons.

Jade's eyes sparkled as she watched the battle unfold. Diamondhead threw one of the shinobi onto the ground, stomping down on it. The girl had never seen anything so spectacular in her life. Tohru caught the alien by surprise, catching him in a bearhug from the front. The hero retaliated by using his namesake to headbutt the opponent.

The large man released his opponent, falling backward with a thud. Two remaining shinobi grabbed the large man from both sides, looking to the group before them. They glared at the crystal creature for a bit before dragging their comrade into the shadows.

"That was… AWESOME!" cried Jade. The stone creature turned towards the two Chan's, a smirk on his face. The symbol on his chest began to blink, a familiar jingle ringing through the air. Diamondhead sounded off his nervousness as he looked around the area.

"I'LL TAKE AUTOGRAPHS LATER!" cheered the hero. "I'M NEEDED ELSEWHERE! DIAMONDHEAD OUT!" He ran off into the woods, disappearing into the tree line. Uncle was about to rush off after the golem, but the sound of a running motor soon cut off the moment.

A helicopter flew into the area, shining a light down on Jackie. The side door opened to reveal Captain Black. He brought a megaphone to his face, the device crying out as it activated.

"It's just a research job!" shouted the agent. "Honestly!" The martial artist allowed a small smile to grow upon his face as the vehicle lowered down to his level. Once on the ground, the man ran towards his family. The young Chan ran up to him, a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Did you see that Jackie!?" questioned Jade. "That Diamondhead guy just took on an army by himself! He was all like…" She took her focus off her uncle as she mimicked some of his attacks, holing her arm out while making laser noises. The man sounded off his amusement as he rubbed the top of her head.

"I am just happy he was able to keep you safe and recover the shield," answered Jackie. He received a smack to the head from Uncle, the old man seeming peeved by the statement. "What!?" The elder Chan stood up straight as he pointed a finger at his nephew.

"SHIELD NOT IMPORTANT!" roared Uncle. He smiled as he held his index finger up. "The talisman in the center of the shield is. That is where the magic lies." Captain Black furrowed his brow, not entirely sure whether to take the old man seriously or not.

"Don't worry," reassured the head agent. "We'll look into that as soon as we get the stone out of the shield." Jade sounded off her disagreement as she reached into her pocket.

"I wouldn't worry too much about that part," explained the girl. She pulled the stone out of her pocket, showing it off to the adults. "I was gonna pull a switcheroo on the big guy when Diamondhead saved us. I was thinking of exercising that wisdom you told me about, Jackie." The archeologist couldn't help but smile at the girl's antics.

"Jade!" cried a familiar voice. The group looked to the origin, watching as Ben and Maxwell ran over to them. "Are you alright? Did you see Diamondhead?" The girl nodded her head, her excitement clearly present on her face.

"He was so awesome! If this is the kind of stuff I'm gonna see in America, then this is gonna be the best year of my life! That guy was hands down the coolest hero I'd ever seen!" Ben seemed to blush a bit as he rubbed the back of his head. Jackie quickly retrieved the talisman from his niece, looking it over for a bit.

"Maxwell?" questioned Uncle. "Is that you?" The plumber smirked as he held his hands in his pockets.

"It's been a while Chan," greeted Max. "Last time I saw you, you were arguing with the clerk for not carrying eel saliva." The others seemed confused by this statement, only to be interrupted as Uncle let off a slight chuckle.

"You showed me one of the best markets around for all the odds and ends that earned Uncle weird looks. Not one store carried canned octopus or pickled mung beans." Jade sounded off her disgust at the mentioned ingredients, Ben patting her on the back for comfort. Captain Black cleared his throat, regaining the group's attention.

"It's nice to play catchup and all, but we should really figure out what the deal with this 'magic' rock is," clarified the agent. He received one of Uncle's famous slaps, crying out indignantly at the attack.

"Getting there! The markings on the stone depict the rooster, a creature of the Chinese Zodiac. There are eleven more creatures in the zodiac, meaning that there is the same number of talismans remaining." Maxwell rubbed his chin, quickly piecing things together.

"If I were a betting man, I'd bet my bottom dollar that this 'Dark Hand' will be after those too," guessed the plumber. His face hardened as he looked to his former subordinate. "Whatever purpose these stones have, they cannot fall into the wrong hands. We've had our fair share with magical or mythical objects, and it's never pretty." Captain Black rolled his eyes at the statement.

"Right… 'magic,'" teased the man. He shook his head before looking to Jackie. "What do you say Jackie? You in?" The martial artist sounded off his reluctance, not sure whether he wanted to go deeper into it.

"Absolutely!" cried out Jade. The archeologist looked down at his niece, noticing the huge grin on her face. The girl was clearly thrilled to have this kind of opportunity. He could hazard a guess that things like this would keep happening unless someone put a stop to the Dark Hand. He smiled softly, nodding his head in acceptance.

"Maybe we should lend a hand Grandpa," whispered Ben. The elder in question looked down to his grandson, noting the pleading look on his face. "This could be another Hex situation, and magic is nothing to be messed with." Maxwell nodded in response, knowing firsthand the kind of affect artifacts of this scale held.

"This is still Section 13's operation, but I don't see the problem with helping out now and then," agreed the plumber. He approached the head agent of the aforementioned agency, a smirk on his face. "Mind letting an old man in on the action Augustus. Looks like things have gotten interesting." The bald man sent his former mentor a pleased smirk.

"Majister Tennyson, it would be an honor," accepted the man. Ben fist pumped in the background, happy to finally be back in the action. He so had to tell Gwen about this! He was about to rush over to the group, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to find Jade playing with her hair, the girl looking slightly nervous.

"Hey Ben?" questioned the young Chan. "I was wondering how that watch of your worked. Maybe you can show me a few of the other things in there." The boy smirked as he crossed his arms. This looked to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

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Xiaoling Industries Tower

Valmont stood with his cane in his hand, angered by the current situation. Not only did the Shadowkhan prove to be ineffective, but Tohru was unable to obtain the shield. If it was Jackie Chan alone that held the problem then he would have understood. It would've been impressive for one man to be able to bring down the army by himself, yet the supposed "truth" had the business man digging into the wood of his false crutch. He turned to the battered and beaten Tohru, his eyes conveying his lividness.

"First it was my top enforcers being defeated by a man with windshield wipers," stated Valmont. "Now, you're telling me that you and a handful of mystical assassins were defeated by a 'crystal man?' I never would have expected such excuses from a man of honor such as yourself." The Japanese giant shook his head in response.

"I speak the truth master," informed Tohru. "The being called itself 'Diamondhead.' It was able to make crystals fly out of its arms and overpower an entire army of Shendu's minions." Valmont bopped his cane against the ground, bringing the large lackey to lower his head. To the surprise of everyone, however, Finn stepped forward.

"I don't know Big V," stated the disco reject. "I didn't wanna say anything, but something similar happened during our fight with Chan." Shendu's eyes glowed, a hum escaping from his stone form.

"EXPLAIN YOURSELF RED ONE," requested the dragon. Valmont shifted his gaze between the three individuals. Was there something Shendu discerned from the first tale? Deciding to humor the chances, the head villain nodded to his subordinate.

"I was gonna grab a kid at the playground- you know the whole hostage scenario- when someone, or something, called out to me. The next thing I knew, I was by the swing set on the other side. I pulled out my rod to try and hit the guy but he caught me off guard the exact same way, this time taking me to the merry-go-round. When I looked up, I was being chastised by what had to be some kind of talking blue dinosaur." Valmont did a double take as he gave the redhead an incredulous look.

"Pardon me?" questioned the man. "You must have hit your head. There is no way such a creature could exist." Finn nodded his head, his eyes widening as he held his arms up defensively.

"That's what I thought too. Tohru's story got me thinking, however. Could it have really happened?" A small flame puffed in Shendu's mouth, the dragon's eyes glowing brighter.

"I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT THE CREATURES SEEN ON THIS DAY ARE AS REAL AS I AM," informed the dragon. The humans looked to the talking statue, baffled by the revelation. "BOTH THE GOLEM AND THE REPTILIAN VREATURE ARE BEINGS FROM BEYOND THE EARTH ITSELF, EXTENDING INTO THE STARS." Chow held his hands in the shape of a T, sounding off his disbelief.

"Time out lizard breath," interrupted the Chinese punk. "You're saying that those were aliens, as in from outer space kind of aliens? Those things are actually real?" The stone dragon sent a small torrent of fire at the annoyance, the man dodging out of the way.

"DO NOT QUESTION ME FOOL! I KNOW VERY WELL THE EXACT CREATURES DESCRIBED HERE TODAY! THE ONLY QUESTION NOW IS HOW DID THEY GET HERE AND HOW HAVE THEY BEEN ABLE TO REMAIN HIDDEN FROM THE POPULACE FOR SO LONG?" Valmont took a deep breath, cursing his luck at this very moment. He had just had to follow the family legacy and make a deal with a literal demon.

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And that, readers, is the new first chapter to Chan in Bellwood! It's only the first part of it to boot! There's still one whole half of the story, the second episode of JCA to be precise. Gwen still needs to be introduced into the story, and there's still some questions that Jade and the others want answered. One thing's for sure, the hype train is back on track!

Anywho, what did you think of the first chapter? Do you like the new starting point, or do you wish things started out like they did before? Did you like Diamondhead's big battle? Let me know what you think and I'll get back to you ASAP. Until then this is Inkaliber, signing off.

1. "Hello Jade. I apologize for my outburst. My nephew forgot to make coffee this morning. Can you speak English?"

2. "Hello. I'm Jackie. Welcome to Bellwood."

3. I thought it would be neat if Valmont had a cover business that raked in a good bit of his funding.

4. The song is the elevator version of Gitchee-Gitchee-Goo from Phineas and Ferb. Even Tohru seems to have liked the tune.