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Even from where I was sat safely under the desk I could still feel the house being torn from its roots. Blinding daylight was seeping into the basement as thick slabs of plaster and dust rained freely down upon us, and for those few short moments of terror I had forgotten how to breathe.

Seeing the house being lifted from the ground on the TV was nothing compared to experiencing it in real life and I'm not going to bluff, it was absolutely horrifying. I can only guess at what Jack was thinking, considering it was his house.

The chaos continued to grow louder in my ears as I sat still under the safety of the desk, feeling rather useless and out of place, just trying my best to keep out of the way. Sure it probably wasn't the most courageous thing to do but it was smart.

I had never considered what a burden it would be to know what was going to happen. Sure things would work themselves out in the end but while being caught in the cross fire it left me in the predicament of not knowing what to do in the now. My plan sounded good in theory not so much when it was put into practice.

I guess this is one of the many things that I'm going to have to learn the hard way.

If I tried to help I would only get in their way not to mention the monks would see me and no good would ever come from that. It would only proceed to complicate things, it was bad enough that Wuya has seen me.

With every reason I came up with to help them out another would convince me to stay put. I covered my head with my arms feebly, closing my eyes tightly as I thought about what I should do, if there was anything I could do, starting to get frustrated with myself and the tiring situation at hand.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it the decision was taken from me when I saw a spider resting on the sleeve of my coat, over reacted, barrel rolled away from it and straight into the fray.

I winced when I realised what I had just done. For a few precious moments the chaos grew silent as its participants stared at me in obvious bewilderment. I could only offer a sheepish grin when Jack face palmed and slowly shook his head.

As if to add insult to injury I suddenly discovered the spider wasn't a spider at all, just a piece of cotton fluff and proceeded to quickly grew red in the face.

Doing the first thing that came to my mind I grabbed a pencil (that had probably wound up there during all the destruction) waved it at my captive audience and said "found it" before trying to crawl off again.

This episode only managed to get myself captured within the belly of a rock monster along with the others. I didn't even know where to start explaining myself.

As we made our way towards Wuya's castle I noticed that Kimiko and clay were giving me curious looks every now and again, the dread began to settle in as I finally realised my cover was defiantly blown.

I slouched forward resting my head against the cool bars, sinking lower when I realised Jack was probably mad. "I'm doomed"

"It's not as bad as it looks" Kimiko stated, probably thinking I was just a bystander "I wouldn't worry too much, we have a plan" She didn't sound too confident with her words however.

"Nope, she's right definitely doomed. We all are. " I winced; yep Jack was defiantly angry at me.

"That aint no way to talk to a lady, Spicer" I closed my eyes tightly and leant my back in the cage, oh here we go.

To say Jack was beyond frustrated with his new partner in crime would be an understatement; all she seemed to do was contradict her words with her actions. She was the one who wanted to stay secret in the first place and there she was jumping straight into the fight.

Not that it could be considered much of a fight as everyone who had been in his basement had been captured within two minutes flat. He was hoping to leave Naomi out of this, since she was so sure that Wuya's takeover would be short lived. It had even been her plan.

He wasn't too sure if having her around was an asset or a liability after the latest turn of events, Naomi had known this would happen and hadn't been able to prevent any of it, who's to say that the same wouldn't happen again in the future. She was the only one who would know the difference after all.

Riamundo had only been mildly surprised when he saw a girl being brought into the castle instead of Omi. Although he was more concerned about the boys absence as he knew it could turn into a problem later, since as much as he hated to admit it the little guy had much more fighting experience than what he did.

He knew that Omi was hardly likely to let his friends fight alone unless he had a more important task to complete, like the time he went to find the golden tiger claws. Omi not being here probably meant that they had a plan and that was more than enough to make him apprehensive of the situation, not that he let it on.

His suspicions were only confirmed when Jack blurted out that he was in the past, and Riamundo found that the longer he listened to Jack talking the deeper his frown became. Jack was hardly worthy of his time, to Riamundo he was an annoyance at best, someone he tended to look down upon.

Riamundo had stopped listening halfway through to inspect the new girl who to his surprise looked bored, the kind of expression he would make just before he was about to do one of his chores. He almost felt insulted, surely he should be able to strike fear into the heart of a mere girl. It wasn't like he just took over the world or anything.

She was just a girl he finally came realised, someone who was innocent didn't deserve to be here and what was much worse he managed to get his friends into this mess too but in the end it didn't matter how guilty that made him feel. He had made his bed and now he had to lie in it, it was too late to turn back now, or so he thought.

With his rapidly changing thoughts he didn't notice Wuya staring intensely at the girl with an air of annoyance. The kind of look someone would give to a piece of gum that got stuck to the bottom of their shoe, not that Wuya wore shoes.

Even when Wuya was at full power she couldn't sense the girl's energy, it was rather unsettling and made her feel oddly vulnerable but Wuya was slowly becoming to accept that she wouldn't be able to do anything about it herself. The really irritating thing about this mess had to be that she couldn't just kill the girl like she eventually planned to do with Jack and the monks since she wouldn't know what the consequences to those actions would be.

Well if she couldn't get rid of her then she would have to keep her, and if there was something that she knew for sure it was that she didn't want to let the girl mingle with her other prisoners she kept and allow them to bond. The teen would almost certainly ally herself with the monks which would make her untouchable in future should her world take over go wrong.

It was half the reason she let Riamundo ask his friends to change their loyalty in hopes that the girl would too and make it easier for her to split the group apart, the other half being to keep Riamundo's loyalty itself. She already knew how the monks would reply anyway; it was the girl with the sandy coloured hair that surprised her with her answer.

"My loyalties lie elsewhere"

Despite her answer Naomi found herself being forced into Riamundo's game room instead of the dungeons as expected and no matter how much she racked her brain couldn't come up with a reason as to why. A frown plastered across her face as she tried to ignore one of her least favourite characters in the show.

"Hey listen, I know you're mad being held here against you're will and all but you might as well make the most of it."

I ignored the boy, sitting with my back against the wall in much the same fashion I did at Jacks house.

"Come on, don't be like that, err..." he paused "say, what is your name anyway?"

I leant my head against my knees, signing deeply. This was the last thing I had expected to happen, the only conclusion I could draw was...

"Fine, be that way" I frowned at the interruption to my thoughts.

The only conclusion I could draw was that Wuya wanted something from me, as unlikely as it seemed since there was no way she could know I knew the future, thank goodness, and so with no idea as to why I was here the only thing I could do was wait it out.

It was only a matter of time till the monks arrived anyway.

Jack paced quickly back and forth within his cell, a mix of emotions running wildly throughout his head. Naomi had proved her loyalty; she had wanted to stick with him despite the fact it was obvious he was willing to ditch her at the first sign of being in trouble. He was so used to people stabbing him in the back that he wasn't sure how to react to this sudden change.

In the end it didn't matter however they were still separated and that's what bothering him the most, he didn't expect Wuya to be so persistent about getting rid of the girl, but it was a feat she wouldn't be able to accomplish he realised, not without him. Jack smirked wickedly; he could use that to his advantage.

My plan for ignoring Riamundo had backfired horribly. Even though I was making it painfully clear I wasn't interested in conversation the boy continued talking despite the fact my body language was so anti-social that I might as well have had 'fuck off' tattooed across my four head.

I guess his sudden open nature could be from either missing his friends or simply to annoy me into submission, but either way it sounded like he just needed someone to listen to him. That I could do.

"So in the end they all the guys ended up getting a promotion, every single one of them, except me that is." I looked up at him as he sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "I just don't get it. I was the one trying to help. I was the only one brave enough to go back there, trying to save our home while all they were doing was sitting around, they don't understand anything."

The road to hell is made with good intentions. He paused for a moment looking towards the ceiling as if the answer was in the stone walls. "I'm not sure why I'm even telling you this; you wouldn't even give me your name."

At this point I was beginning to feel like a bit of a douche bag, giving him the silent treatment while he poured his heart out. "I'm, sorry" I snapped my head towards his direction slightly stunned "sorry for getting you in this mess, and my friends, but they're just so stubborn. I didn't mean... I didn't mean for all of this to happen. It's all..."

"It's never too late to change, you know" I interrupted softly placing my head back against the wall trying to avoiding eye contact. I almost berated myself for saying anything at all.

"What? Have you not been listening? Even if I could fix this they would never take me back"

"Then they wouldn't be very good friends." I turned my head towards Riamundo, looking him in the eye as he frowned deeply at me. "Don't look at me like that, you wouldn't have betrayed them if you had thought otherwise." We sat in silence for a few seconds; Riamundo in what I think was shock, myself thinking on how to continue this lecture. I never was good at playing psychiatrist.

"We make mistakes; we learn from mistakes, we move forward. You're mistake just had a bigger impact than most peoples. This experience will mould you, so don't regret it. If you decide to change and they don't accept you for who you are at least you know not only that you were doing the right thing but that you were being true to yourself."

After letting the words soak in I hunched back over, refusing to talk again as he contemplated my words silently. Words spoken on a whim, words I had no right in saying. I was such a hypocrite. On the plus side my little speech seemed to deter him from wanting to speak to me anymore as he favoured building a castle out of cards instead. Good. This episode shouldn't last much longer.

The only noteworthy event happening after this was the monks showing up riding on dojo who proceeded ignore my existence which is just the way I like it, Riamundo seemingly forgetting my presence as he didn't even glance back at me on once he started to give chase on the monks. I smiled, that was a good thing it meant he valued them over me. Well that or he didn't see me as much of a threat, it was an accurate assumption to make.

I waited a few minutes before standing up to stretch, feeling relived after being in such an uncomfortable position on the stone floor for an extended period of time. I adjusted my glassed slightly surprised that they had stayed on my face for so long.

My footsteps echoed around me as I made my way towards the door, I was starting to see why Riamundo didn't want to be in here on his own. It was beyond creepy; the room was just too big and it lacked warmth.

I pondered silently for a moment as my hand rested upon the door handle. I wasn't going to plan to escape, I wouldn't get that far let's be honest but on the other hand the castle would be blowing up pretty soon and so would I if I didn't get out of the room, now.

I slowly came to the conclusion that the safest place to be right now was with Wuya, ironically. Hanging out with her would probably be an awkward experience on both of our parts but I knew Riamundo was standing right next to her when he opened the puzzle box. At least that's the way it happened in the cartoon and after he did that he would no doubt save me from the buildings destruction, I was sure of it. So the only thing left to do now was wait.