Disclaminer: I'll just this over with now. I don't own Xiaolin Showdown.

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Xiaolin Showdown:

The Fifth Dragon

Chapter 1: The Memory Charm Bracelet

A full moon hung in the starlit night sky over a vast, grassy valley. All seemed completely peaceful: the tall grass swaying in the gentle breeze; a few owls flying through the night sky; small insects buzzed lazily throughout the valley; and a small mountain range loomed in the background. Only one thing stood out in this picture, a small glint of gold shining in the moonlight in the exact center of the grassy fields. No one knew what this gold was, or that it even existed, but three individuals would soon find out.

Two strange figures soon flew past the full moon. One: a tall, young man with a liquid paper white face and spiky red hair, wearing his signature black trench coat and bright yellow goggles, and also had a strange mechanism on his back that seemed to be a backpack with two ceiling fans on long poles sticking out of it, almost like a personal helicopter. The other: a small, purple, ghostly figure, its only solid feature was a mask that served as its face. The young man landed in the grassy plain, the blades on his back reseeding into the mechanism, and began to search with the ghost hovering over his shoulder.

"Thank you again, Jack." the ghost said in its witchy voice. "I really appreciate you taking me back after I left you for Chase Young."

"Don't count your blessings, Wuya." Jack complained. "I'm only taking you back until I can build a new detect-o-bot." he bent over and pulled a few clumps of grass apart. "Now what's the Wu we're looking for again?"

"It's called the Memory Charm Bracelet. Who ever wears it can rearrange and recreate the memories of their foe. It is essential to our- I mean your plans to take over the world." Wuya explained.

"Wait, doesn't the Wushan Geyser that those Xiaolin Losers have already do that? Why would there be two Wu with the same power?" Jack argued.

"No." Wuya said. "The Wushan Geyser can only erase a persons memories. The Memory Charm Bracelet can rearrange them and even create brand new memories. Think: with it, we could brainwash the young Xiaolin Warriors into fighting for us instead of against us." She began to laugh evilly.

"You've been working on your evil laugh. Nice work!" jack complemented.

"Eh, shut up and get to work boy," Wuya mumbled. "It isn't far off."

As the self proclaimed 'evil genius' and the ghostly hag continued to search, nether of them noticed a mysterious cloaked figure moving swiftly through the valley, also searching for the same mystical object.

At least an hour later, Jack shot out of the grass holding a thin golden chain with three small charms in his hand. "HA! This Wu is mine! And I didn't even have to win it in a Showdown." Jack was very pleased with himself. He held the golden chain up to the moonlight just to gloat, even if Wuya was supposedly the only other being there. Then, as quickly as Jack had grasped it in his hand, the chain disappeared, snatched up by a dark blur the blocked out the moon for a mere fraction of a second. "Huh? HEY! Who the hell took the Shen Gong Wu?" Jack began to look around frantically, not even noticing when Wuya accidentally passed through him. His gaze finally stopped on a cloaked figure in the distance, tossing the golden bracelet in its hand.

Jack pulled the Monkey Staff out of his pack. "Monkey Staff!" he called out. He slowly began to change and become more monkey-like. His teeth grew long and sharp, his toes grew into fingers, and a tail sprouted from the back of his pelvis. "All right, hand over the Bracelet and I won't have to kick your ass!" he called as he grasped the staff with his tail. The cloaked figure flicked its head back slightly, motioning for Jack to attack. Jack howled loudly and went charging at the thief.

The thief caught the bracelet in its hand one last time, then extended its arm, dangling the thin chain by it index finger. Jack latched onto it with his hairy monkey hand, growling softly at who ever this person was. "Fine! Your loss, bucko! I'm calling a Xiaolin showdown!" the thief nodded in exception. "All right, my monkey staff against your… do you even have any Wu to wager?" The thief nodded, and then stuck its hand in a large pocket on the side of its cloak. It pulled out what looked like a golden ram skull on a stick with over-sized horns.

Wuya gasped. "It is the Hitsuji Hammer! With it, one can destroy anything, they could even reduce a mountain it rubble within a matter of swings!"

"Mountain to rubble eh? I like the sound of that! And it gives me a great idea!" Jack grinned. He turned back to the cloaked person. "Ok, the game is King of the Mountain! First one to reach the top and grab the bracelet wins!" The thief nodded. "Ok, let's go, Xiaolin Showdown!"

A flash of light emitted from the bracelet. A mountain then shot up from the ground, reaching above the clouds. Boulders and rocks began to crash down from its peak and lightning began to fall from the sky, striking random spots on the mountains rocky surface.

Jack, still in his monkey form, began to beet on his chest and howl like an animal before yelling, "Gong Yi Tanpai!" and beginning to race up the rocky slop. The cloaked person soon followed at a slow and steady pace rather than running.

Jack was on fire: dodging boulders and lightning with ease; jumping from cliff to cliff with agility and grace; he even stopped to gloat every now and again. His victory seemed inevitable, for his opponent was merely standing at the base of the mountain, as if waiting for the perfect moment. Jack stopped about half way up and grinned down at his neutral opponent. "What's the matter?" he gloated loudly, "Afraid that that you'll slip and fall?" he laughed again, sounding more like a monkey, and began back up the mountain. The cloaked figure suddenly took action. It dug into its pocket and, without even calling its name, slammed the Hitsuji Hammer against the rocky surface. A crack shot up from where the hammer made contact, seeming to home in of jack. The fissure finally caught up with him, knocking the cliff he stood on clean off the side of the mountain. The figure took advantage of Jacks panic and finally began to proceed up the mountain, jumping off of loose boulders and falling debris, and at one point Jacks face. It was half way there in half the time that Jack had made it. When Jack finally slammed against the ground below, being saved only by him monkey agility, the cloaked figure grabbed the bracelet from the mountains summit, holding it up to the moonlight in its success.

The bracelet flashed again. The mountain reseeded back into the ground and the monkey staff vanished from Jacks grasp, reverting him back to his normal form.

Jack stood there, starring at the mysterious person and mourning the loss of his precious monkey staff, the last Shen Gong Wu he had. "Who are you?" he finally asked, with a surprisingly serious tone. The person tilted its head to the side slightly, then tossed something to the ground before gliding through the grassy plane and out of sight. Jack watched it disappear over the horizon before picking up what it had dropped. He examined its sleek, jagged body and color before for a few seconds before blurting, "A gold lightning bolt?"

"It's one of the charms from the bracelet." Wuya explained. "The symbol for people I believe."

"So, what's that mean?"

"It means that a victim of the bracelet won't be able to forget a person until that charm is reattached. Which means that we a have some leverage, should the Xiaolin monks ever get their hands on it. And it also means that we have a working part of a Shen Gong Wu!"

"I see." Jack said as he activated his flying machine on his back, or 'helabot' as he called it, and flew off.

Wuya could be heard for miles yelling, "Jack, you incompetent fool! You lost our last Shen Gong Wu! The last damn one!" at she and the evil boy genius zoomed through the night sky.

THE NEXT DAY

The exact same valley was now bright and sunny, with birds chirping in the distance, squirrels prancing around silently, and the occasional hawk swooping down to catch a mouse. Yes, nothing could've broken the peace of this picture… except a giant serpent-like creature with four teenagers on is back flying over head. The four teenagers leapt off of the serpents; or rather dragons back as it shrank down to the size of a small snake and landed in the grassy plane.

"I can't believe you didn't wake us right away!" Kimiko complained. She pushed her hair, which she'd dyed blond and tied into a pony tail that day, out of her eyes and glared down at the dragon.

"Hey, for the hundredth time, I'm SORRY!" Dojo groaned. "I can't help it if my WU senses don't work until I've had my morning coffee!"

"Now, quick yer bickerin', you two." Clay interrupted. "We've got a Shen Gong Wu to find."

"If Jack and Wuya haven't already taken it." Kimiko whispered to Raimundo.

Dojo started to glance around, trying to figure out which direction the Shen Gong Wu was in. he seemed puzzled and continuously looked back and for the between the west and the east, the direction of the Xiaolin Temple. "That's weird." The dragon mumbled.

"What is wrong Dojo?" Omi asked.

"I seem to be getting the signal from two different directions."

"Uh, could you repeat that?" Rai asked. "I think you just said two different directions."

"I did." Dojo explained. "I'm getting the Memory Charm Bracelets signal from both the east and the west."

"That makes about as much since as a bull roping a person." Clay announced, using one of his many colorful, and confusing, metaphors.

"I know, but it's true! We'll need to split up and search in both directions."

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Rai. "What? Just because I'm the leader I have to decide who goes with who?" he asked. "Why doesn't Clay decide or something?" then he realized what he'd just said.

Clay gave an evil smirk. "Ok, Rai. I'll decide who goes with who." He dug into his pocket and tossed the crouching cougar to Kimiko. "Kim, you and Rai take the crouching cougar to the east while Omi and I take Dojo to the west." Clay then turned to Rai, still grinning, and cocked an eyebrow.

Raimundo knew exactly what he was doing. This was one of Clays many attempts to get him and Kimiko together. Clay had done this many times after Rai had become a Shoku warrior, always telling Rai to make a move or taking Omi out of a room and leaving him and Kimiko alone together. So far, however, his efforts have been unsuccessful.

Rai grabbed Clay by the sleeve as Kim activated the cougar and Omi got onto Dojo's back. "I swear, Bailey, if you don't stop this I'll-"

"Oh c'mon partner. You know you like her." Clay whispered, trying not to dray attention from the others, "And I recon that she likes you too."

"Listen, cowboy," Rai growled, "Just mind your own damn business. My relationship with Kim is my own business, and right now we're just friends." He let go of Clay's sleeve and jumped into the cougar.

Clay jumped onto Dojo's back and pulled his hat down slightly. "What ever you say, partner. Whatever you say."

RAI AND KIM

It had been an hour since the group had separated. Rai and Kim had realized to late that whoever had the Shen Gong Wu wasn't going to show up on the radar anytime soon if at all. So, after about 'debating' on what to do for about five minutes, they finally decided to just stop for a while and enjoy the view. Rai was a bit surprised when Kim suggested his, but how could he refuse? Kim had given him that sad puppy dog face. So, they ended up parking the cougar near a lake and just sat there for a while watching time pass.

"So Rai, what were you and Clay talking about before we left?" Kim finally asked.

Rai had been dreading this question. Who knows how Kim would react if he told her the truth. Would she go into a blind rage and not rest until Clay's rotting corps was buried six feet under ground; burst out laughing; or confess some hidden feelings? Whatever it was, Raimundo was about to find out. "Well, it's kinda stupid actually." He grinned suspiciously, itching the back of his neck. Kimiko narrowed her eyes. "Ya see, he's kind of been trying to, please don't hit me, get us… together. I was just telling him to stop before we left."

Kim's slight smile faded into a frown. "Oh… I see." She murmured, lowering her head slightly. She seemed sad, almost disappointed.

Rai could've sworn he saw a tear or two roll down her cheeks. "Kim is there something you want to tell me?" he asked. He placed his hand over hers and scooted a little closer. Kim looked up at him and looked like she was about to say something, when wouldn't you know it, Dojo swooped down over the cougar and landed at its feet. Oh, perfect timing, both Kim and Rai thought. The dragons of fire and wind quickly pulled away from each other just before Omi jumped onto the front of the cougar.

"Hello friends. Why are you just hanging about here?" Omi said.

Kimiko giggled. "I think you mean 'hanging around' Omi. And we just stopped because we couldn't find the Wu."

Rai looked down at Clay and Dojo as Kim and Omi continued to ramble on. He noticed Clay grinning slightly and giving him a thumbs up as if saying, "Way to go!" Raimundo pulled a small red stone out of his pocket, being very discreet, and whispered under his breath, "Ruby of Ramses."

Clay suddenly went flying into the lake, taking Dojo, who was now sitting on his hat with him. Rai chuckled to himself before stowing the ruby back in his pocket and shouting, "Hey Clay man, what happened?"

Clay spat out a mouthful of lake water and threw some weeds off of his hat before answering. "Alright, which one of you no good varmints has the ruby?" Everyone, including Dojo for some reason just started laughing.

"Alright kids, let's get going." Dojo suggested as he and clay got back to dry land. "I'm almost positive that we've lost this one. Not like Jack Spicer will do anything productive with it."

THE TEMPLE

The rest of their day was completely normal, or as normal as it got when you had the ability to summon the power of the elements at will and had a vault full of magical objects just beneath your feet. Kimiko chatted with her friends back in Japan over her PDA; Raimundo just sat around on the roof, being as lazy as ever; Omi practiced over complicated martial arts moves; and Clay (after changing into dry clothes) began to plot his revenge after seeing Rai put the ruby away. It wasn't until just before dinner that night that anything interesting happened.

Omi came stumbling into the bed chamber, half asleep from training all day, and plopped down on the mat in what Master Fung called his room, which was on the far right of the door. He half opened his eyes to get a quick look at the familiar surroundings before falling asleep. It was completely bare. "Where are all my things?" he asked himself. He lifted up the curtain that normally would've separated his room from Clays. He was shocked to find himself looking into his own room. He then raced out of the curtained area he was in and began to count. "… two, three, four… five?"

"Hey Omi, time for supper little partner!" called Clays voice from just outside the chamber.

"Clay, come here for a moment, will you?" Omi called back.

"Could we hurry this up Omi?" Clay asked as he walked up to the short monk with the oversized head. "I'm hungrier than a starved frog in a room full of flies."

"Clay, could you please tell me how many rooms you see?"

"Five." Clay said as his stomach growled.

"Repeat that."

"Five… FIVE!"

Clay and Omi could be heard yammering about the fifth room all the way from the kitchen as they made their way through the corridors. Rai and Kim were going to ask what they were talking about as the cowboy and the bald kid took their seats, but Master Fung walked in before the could get the chance. "Good, you are all here." He said, "I have good news."

"Yeah, really good news!" Dojo agreed as he slithered into the room, followed by a mysterious new face. It was a girl who looked about Clay's age; it was obvious that she was Chinese, despite the blond hair; she wore a plain yellow tank top and a black miniskirt; but the one thing that separated her from anyone else was a multitude of small scars running up her left arm, they almost looked like fang marks.

"Young Monks, may I introduce you're newest training partner and the dragon of lightning: Saya. She has just returned to the Temple after a seven year journey.

"Hello." The new girl said, getting a good look at everyone.

Everyone greeted her back and began to eat, except for Omi. "I am most curious." The bald monk said, "Master Fung said you were 'returning' to the temple. This means you have been here before?"

"I thought that was you, Omi. You always were full of questions." Saya replied. Then she did something that no one, except Master Fung and Dojo perhaps, expected. She haled off and hugged the little monk. "You've grown up a lot since I last saw you." She said after pulling herself away a few seconds later. "You haven't gotten much taller though." She giggled.

"O-ok, as Raimundo would say: that was whacked out." Omi stuttered.

"You mean whacked up." Rai corrected him.

"That too. But now I am most curious… again. How do you know me and why did you hug me?"

"Oh, now I'm hurt Omi." Saya grinned. "You mean you don't even remember your own older sister?"

Everyone froze. Master Fung and Dojo were smiling; Rai, Kim and Clay stopped eating and starred in shock, Clay had already chewed food in his mouth; and Omi fainted. "Well," Clay said after swallowing, "That was about as expected as a flaming cat riding a unicycle."