Author's Note: Yay! Another story! Unlike Xiaolin Lawsuit, this one will be more serious and far more threatening to the Xiaolin monks. I've introduced some new characters -- and some that were only mentioned by name in the actual series. Don't worry; I'm still going to finish Xiaolin Lawsuit. There are only two chapters left, and I'll be uploading them as soon as I'm sure that I've gotten rid of as many spelling and grammatical errors as I can find. But in the meantime...enjoy!
Chapter One: The Summoning
Dojo Kanojo Cho often watched the stars before he went to bed. He was supposed to be able to divine the future, just by looking at the celestial bodies as they performed their endless dance far away in the cosmos. Truthfully, he was never much good at it and really only did it back home in order to keep the clan Elders at yelling at him for being lazy. But nowadays, he was starting to enjoy crawling onto the temple roof and just watching.
"Is that Uranus, or am I just making a dumb joke…" Dojo murmured to himself as his eyes began to close.
Unfortunately, his sleep was interrupted by a sharp pain that started at the base of his spine and ran up and down it until he yelped and jumped in shock. It was almost as if his Shen Gong Wu senses were active, but he knew that it was something completely different.
The dragon stretched and yawned and stretched again until finally the pain vanished. Hopefully that wasn't what I think it was, Dojo thought to himself as he put his head down and closed his eyes.
Dojo woke up the next morning with a feeling of apprehension. Something was about to happen soon, and he didn't think that there was anything he could do about it…
"Hello, my friends!" Omi called he strode out of the temple. The other monks were already lounging around in the courtyard. Clay was carving wooden sculptures of the Xiaolin dragons while Raimundo and Kimiko were going head to head on Goo Zombies: The Return of the Armageddon Part IV. And Dojo was settling down to stuff his face with junk looted from the Official Raimundo Secret Stash of Snacks that everyone knew about.
"Are you using that hair growth formula I gave you?" Kimiko asked.
Omi's eyes went all the way up to the top of his head. If he squinted just right, he could see the beginnings of a solitary strand of hair. "Soon, I shall have a mane as fearsome and impressive as that of a lion!" He remarked.
Raimundo rolled his eyes. "Right," He said sarcastically. "And Wuya's hair will fall out. Keep dreaming, Omi."
"Whoa-a-a-a-a!" Dojo cried, springing upwards in a fit of shivering. The dragon rolled out from the side of the temple, a chocolate bar in his claw and his face covered with crumbs.
"Where…where did you get that food?" Raimundo demanded.
"Not now!" Dojo groaned. He flopped down onto his back and rolled his eyeballs forward so that he was staring at the four Xiaolin dragons. "I'm sensing a new Shen Gong Wu!"
The new Wu turned out to be called the 'Lunarcanum'.
"The Lunarcanum is one of two related Shen Gong Wu." Master Fung explained as the dragons were examining the Ancient Scroll. "On its own, it has the power to manipulate the ebb and flow of the tides. However, when its sister Shen Gong Wu, the Terrarcanum, is found and activated next to it, they can be used to control the entire world. You must find it, Wudai warriors!"
"Now?" Omi asked.
"No, Omi. We have to find it next week." Raimundo said.
Dojo gave the Ancient Scroll a baleful glance before growing to his full size. The Xiaolin dragons clambered aboard, holding onto his body with their small but sometimes very sharp hands.
"Bang! Zoom! To the moon!" Dojo wailed as he rushed out of the temple and took off into the sky.
"Boy, the Lunarcanum sounds like one heck of a Shen Gong Wu to find." Clay remarked as Dojo cruised among the clouds. "You know that rascal Jack Spicer's going to be on it like..."
"Like…big luscious locks of hair on my head?" Omi replied.
Clay arched an eyebrow. "I was gonna say, 'like stink on a skunk', but I guess your metaphor is okay too, I guess."
"Dojo, are you okay?" Kimiko asked. She was sitting on the fore of Dojo's neck and could feel the dragon's every tremor.
"Nothing, nothing." Dojo reassured her. "I've just been feeling…a bit jumpy lately."
"Probably from all those snacks you steal, you choco-thief." Raimundo muttered.
Dojo began to descend over the Grand Mesa in Colorado. "The Lunarcanum is just down there." He said, ignoring Raimundo's comment. "It's attracted to water, so you might want to look near one of those lakes on the mesa."
The Xiaolin warriors looked down at the Grand Mesa. They could count at least a hundred lakes. "Uh…which one?" Kimiko asked.
Dojo closed his eyes, much to the chagrin of the Xiaolin warriors since he was still accelerating down towards the forest. "I'm getting vibes from the lake over there." He pointed to a vast lake that extended from the forest to a rather grassy area.
Raimundo led the Wudai warriors around the perimeter of the lake. Dojo kept his body wrapped around the wind dragon's outstretched arm as he tried to pinpoint the direct location of the Lunarcanum.
"It's over there." Dojo said confidently, pointing to a spot far across the lake. "No, no…it's this way! No, that way! No, wait, my bad…it's all the way over…there!"
The warriors glared at him. "You're pointing upwards, Dojo. How can it just be in the sky?" Clay demanded.
Dojo whirled around and slithered up Raimundo's shoulder. He grabbed Clay's head and tilted it upwards, forcing him to notice the glowing blue fist-sized flat disc hovering just a few feet over their heads.
"Huh." Clay said. "Y'know, if it were a snake, it would've bit me!"
"It's not the only thing that bites!" cackled a very familiar, very annoying voice.
"Jack Spicer!" announced Omi.
"Y'know, you don't have to say my name every time you see me. I already know what it is." Jack said with an affected yawned. The evil, pasty-faced teenager was hovering in the sky by the power of his heli-bot. He hadn't arrived with any of his usual robotic minions.
"Stay away from the Shen Gong Wu." Omi warned. "Its powers are too enormous to belong to the forces of the Heylin!"
Jack nodded. "Thanks for that. I wasn't really going to put much effort into this until you mentioned the enormous power." He pressed a button on his wristwatch and smirked evilly at his opponents. "Lady, gentlemen, and scaly monster--,"
"Hey!" Dojo groaned.
"—I introduce my latest performers…the Lily-bots!" Jack bowed gracefully as the monks glanced around in surprise.
"Where are they?" Raimundo asked.
Right on cue, the lake began to froth and bubble as about a hundred metal cylinders began to rise out of the water. In the center of each cylinder was a glowing, angry red eye. Wrapped around the cylinder was a web-like fringe of long, sharp metal spikes, a grotesque parody of a lily pad.
"This is gonna sting." Clay said, doffing his cowboy hat solemnly.
Dojo yelped and jumped from Raimundo's shoulder, making his way to a bush to hide. He needn't have worried, however.
"Let's go, guys." Raimundo said as the Xiaolin monks got into their fighting stance. "Wudai Orion Formation!"
All four warriors were infused with a burst of their respective chi energies. Their bodies began to glow as they slid effortlessly into formation and almost immediately afterwards they were able to call upon entire near reserves of energy.
This was good, since a press of a button from Jack commanded his Lily-bots to launch a flurry of razor-sharp spikes that would have easily pierced the skin of a normal person.
"Wudai Star – Wind!" Raimundo shouted, clasping his hands together. The resulting burst of wind was so fierce that the spikes disintegrated before they even got within a few inches of the Xiaolin warriors.
"Wudai Mars – Fire!" Kimiko sent a flaming lash from her fingertips, melting another twenty spikes and also cutting a swath through the Lily-bots.
"Wudai Crater – Earth!" Clay created an enormous shockwave in the earth that split all the way toward edge of the lake, destroying quite a few robots.
"Wudai Neptune – Water!" Omi's attack sent small typhoons spinning out into the water. The Lily-bots caught in the vortex howled as they were sucked out of the water and smashed to pieces by the force of the stormy water.
The battle was not over yet. The Lily-boys began surging out of the water. It turned out that their cylindrical heads were attached to squat, submarine-shaped bodies that were covered with electrically-charged spikes. They waddled menacingly towards the Xiaolin warriors; ready to launch an attack even more fearsome than the one they had launched just a couple of minute sago.
"This is going to take a while." Raimundo said. "Dojo, would you mind grabbing the Wu so we can get out of here?"
Dojo gave a soft moan as he crawled out of the foliage. "I don't feel well, but I'll try."
With an awesome effort, he grew back to his gargantuan form and went for the amazing floating disc.
"Not a chance, gecko!" Jack sneered as he reached for the Shen Gong Wu as well. The boy genius was flying closer to it, but Dojo's size helped even out that advantage. The dragon just hoped that he didn't end up in a Xiaolin Showdown.
"OW!" Dojo yowled as he was forcibly shrunk down to his normal size. He was having another spasm, as well as an awful headache that was so painful that he couldn't even see straight. Now, he recognized what was happening to him. He was being summoned…
"Wow!" Jack said as he grabbed the Lunarcanum. "I can't believe my luck! The Xiaolin losers sent their pet gecko after me…and he lost! I love it! Love! It!" He gave a mad, howling cackle as he placed the Lunarcanum in his heli-bot compartment and flew away, completely excited at having finally won his first Wu in weeks.
As soon as Jack was gone, the Lily-bots retreated back into the safety of the lake and sank beneath its surface so that they could dig their way back to the ocean where their master kept them until he needed them for a mission like this. The warriors breathed a sigh of relief as they looked down at their tattered robes. At least they had won.
"So, did you get the Lunarcanum?" Raimundo asked as he picked a splinter out from underneath his eye.
Dojo hung his head. "I…uh…I gotta go." He said. He groaned again and grew to his normal size. Before the Xiaolin warriors could react, he flew off, in the opposite direction of the Xiaolin temple. Even when they called after him, he didn't seem to hear them. The last they saw of Dojo, the dragon was heading over the horizon.