Icy Lips, Bloody Eyes

A Gift or A Curse?

Prologue

Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown. Just my OC.

((Current character ages: 14-16 ))

Night had fallen. Though the air outside was warm due to it being the middle of summer, inside the room of 16 year old Alexis Fissure, the air was freezing cold. Her room was dark, yet you could still see her dirty blond pigmented hair reaching down pass her shoulder blades. Her fair peach colored skin which went so well with a pair of bright azure orbs; they would attract the attention of any man. Alexis sat upon her bed, tightly holding onto one of her stuffed animals. Her room was freezing cold, yet she did not tremble; her breath could still be seen as she sniffled. Her parents had not spoken to her since dinner time. The day, for her, was going so smoothly in the beginning, but as soon as the sun began to set, it quickly turned into a nightmare.

Everything she touched turned into a statue of ice. Whenever she breathed too hard, the air around her would become so cold; it got to the point where the ones around her were having trouble breathing. Her skin became so cold that it burned to the touch. Her parents found that out the hard way when her father tried to hug her. Finally, after arriving home from the hospital, her mother said nothing to her; in fact she did her best to avoid her only daughter. Feeling scared and alone, she decided it would be best to lock herself in her room for the rest of the night.

Alexis slowly brought her knees up to her toned chestier region and tightened the grip on her stuffed toy. Immediately she gasped and released it when she realized it had frozen into a block of brings her trembling hands over her face and begins to cry softly to herself, choking in freezing breaths, "w-why is this happening?"

Suddenly, she heard a loud slam a few feet away from where she was sitting. Silently, the blond pigmented haired teen looked up to see her room window wide open. Thinking nothing of it, she stood up and ran over to the window, slamming it shut, it soon froze in the process.

"Damn!" she huffed to herself.

"It's a shame.." said a smooth low voice from behind the girl's facade, which caused her to soon jump and whirl around. "..when not even your parents understand what's happening to you" finished the low vocalized voice.

Wide azure orbs soon spot a tall bulk silhouette leaning against the wall next to the bedroom door frame, as if making sure no one would enter, and no one could escape.

"Wha? Wh-who? How did you get in here?" Alexis practically yelped, hoping that her mother would hear her from downstairs. But deep inside, she doubted her mother would even bother to look into it.

The shadowed figure simply chuckled and replied in smooth silk calm vocals, "the window."

The female teen turned her cranium to check the window, soon bringing her glance back to the masculine figure. "Psh- No way! That's at least a 20-foot drop…and I don't remember there being a latter" she grumbled while taking a few steps back.

Again, the masculine silhouette released a soft chuckle, or more like an evil smirk, while straightening up and watching the blond teen back away. "Whoever said I used a latter? But never mind that, we have more important things to speak of, and with little time. They'll be coming for you soon."

Alexis lifted an uneasy brow, "wh-what do you mean? Who'll be coming for me?"

Slowly and with grace, the silhouette masculine finally stepped into the moonlight, revealing his full facade to the young teen. And Alexis had to admit, the sight was really breath taking. In front of her stood a tall man who seemed to be in his early 20s. Long obsidian shaded hair with slight streaks of dark olive emerald reached down to his waistline. His facade, very built with firm masculine structure, yet he was still lean in an even way. But what really grabbed the young female girl's attention, were those bright golden hued soul piercing oculars.

"Not at all human.." she thought to herself, not pulling her gaze. When she realized she had been staring, she quickly turned her cranium away, pushing back strands of her gold tinted hair behind her ear. "Who are you?" was all she could think of saying.

A sinister smile formed upon the man's handsome face when he witnessed her looking away. "You may call me, Chase Young, Miss Fissure" he answered her softly.

She glances back at him with a confused expression on her facial region, soon asking, "How do you know my name?"

The long obsidian haired brute's smile did not fade, but it did in fact, soften before he replied, "I've been watching you…and I've seen that you are very talented in the art of Kung-fu. And now that you have finally awakened with this gift, I have come to you with a proposition."

Alexis stared at the man as if he had grown a second head, her expression quickly changing from surprise, to anger, and Chase Young began to sense it. Despite his tolerance towards the cold, he noticed that the temperature within the room was growing lower. As he looked around with his motioning golden orbs, parts of the room were beginning to turn into ice sculptures.

"Freezing people to death is NOT a gift!" she suddenly yelled.

Chase did his best to keep his tone at a calm level when saying, "You are simply having trouble controlling it. Trust me…others have gone through the same thing you are going through now. But I guarantee you…with my training…I can change that." The freezing winds slowly began to turn into soft breezes the more she listened to this stranger's words. Seeing this, Chase continued to lure the young teen with his snake like vocals, "Now then, we have less time than we did before, so I'll get straight to the point. If you want to learn how to control that power, not to mention increase it, then you'll come with me."

Alexis said nothing, but again she had a surprised expression on her face. Her mouth then opened as if preparing to say something, but was quickly interrupted by Chase, "Of course, I will need two things from you, after all…don't think you're getting something for nothing, my dear Miss Fissure."

Alexis narrowed her azure orbs as this before saying, "and what might those two things be?"

Chase turned and walked over to where he assumed was the young adolescent's closet. He noticed a few varieties of frozen bags hanging off a hook. He quickly grabbed one that was not too big or too small and tossed it towards the female blond. Thinking fast, the said teen caught the frozen bag. She then looked up at the masculine man, feeling slightly confused.

"First, I want you to pack light, simple clothing will do. And second….you must swear your loyalty to me. Sounds simple enough for you?" he asked with a snicker. The brute said they were "needs", but to the ears of Alexis, they sounded more like demands. Thinking it was best to not say anything about that though, Alexis stayed silent; besides, the man was beginning to sounds impatient. In her thoughts, Alexis pondered about "swearing her loyalty" and found that so called "need" strange. Glancing over at the toned male, Alexis saw how he seemed calm, collective, and friendly. But her gut was telling her that it was all an act. Unfortunately, she was caught in a vulnerable state. Still feeling alone and scared of her so called "gift", Alexis walked up to the tall dark haired male and held out her hand to him.

"Fine…I swear my loyalty to you" she said to him, her voice soft and still filled with unease vocals. No sooner did she say that, a big, sinister smile appeared upon the tall well toned man's face. Happily, he brought his own hand up, gently taking hers and giving it a confirmed shake. Though it sent a chill of regret up her spine, it shocked her more when she noticed he didn't turn into a statue of ice when he touched her.

"Excellent, now hurry and pack your things. Remember, light things" he ordered, and with that, he released her hand and made his way over to the frozen window to wait for her.

The next few minutes of packing were silent, but Alexis' mind was beginning to fill with thousands of questions during the process. Who is this Chase Young? Where did he come from? Why did she have these powers? Why did Chase want her to come and train with him? And most importantly, was this a good idea? The list went on and on, but still she kept her thoughts to herself. Close to finishing her packing, a new thought popped into her head, and pretty soon, Alexis found herself split into two. A part of her wanted to control this "gift" and not hurt others by accident anymore. But the other half screamed for her not to go with Chase. Unfortunately, again, she was in a desperate state of mind and wanted the help more than anything else. Even if that help was from a completely dark and erotic stranger.

Finally finishing her packing; even though she really had no idea what to pack honestly, Alexis went over her things to double check them. All she could think of were extra clothing, her ipod, psp, and her favorite stuffed toy. The only difficult thing about packing was that she had to wear her winter gloves. She really didn't want to end up freezing her electronics. Grabbing her small but full bag, she got up and walked over to where Chase was standing, throwing the bag over her shoulder.

"Ok, all set" she said to the male, a bit of hesitation in her voice. As soon as she said that, and toned structured armored arm reached out and wrapped around her slim waist firmly. Alexis soon found herself pressed up against the masculine brute's armored chest. This sudden action startled the young female adolescent, who soon felt her cheeks beginning to grow warm despite the room being freezing cold.

"Don't let go, and don't breathe for the next couple of seconds," was all Chase said before raising his free hand and snapping his fingers. A shadowy mist appeared and began wrapping round both frames. Seeing this, Alexis quickly opened her mouth and took in a deep breath of air before darkness engulfed them, soon vanishing. Even after the mist parted and Alexis and Chase were now gone, the room still remained at a very low temperature.

Not long after Alexis and Chase had left, there was a loud bang on the window.

Some voices could be heard from outside, then a sudden shout, "Oh, I got it!"

Suddenly the window breaks open, pieces of ice and glass shatter across the floor.

"Whoops! Heheh…I think I knocked too hard," said a nervous low voice. Next, four silhouettes jumped in through the broken window, a small lizard like silhouette soon followed after.

"Wow, this guy has an awesome crib…never would have taken him for a techno lover," said one of the silhouettes; his vocals sounding a bit gruff with a low Brazilian accent.

"And what makes you think our new Xiaolin member is a guy, Raimundo?" snapped another silhouette with a fem voice.

"Now now Kim, let's not start countin' our chickens before they hatch," said the tallest of the four silhouettes, his accent sounded more Texan.

"Clay is right, this is not the time for biting each other apart," said the very smallest silhouette, his vocals sounded a bit high and foreign.

"Um, I think you mean "chew each other out" Omi," giggled the petite fem named Kimiko. After a few chuckles, the four warriors began looking around the room, but found nothing that could help them. During the searching, Kimiko brought her hands over her arms and began rubbing them to try and warm her frame.

"Brr…why is it freezing in here?" she huffed hot steamed vocals. Omi nodded in agreement to Kimiko's statement, his petite form also beginning to tremble.

"Then for sure the dragon of ice lives here, but where is he now, Dojo?" asked Omi while looking around the room, His orbs noticing bits of ice all over the place. A small dragon climbed onto the small monk's shoulder and began sniffing the air.

"Hmm…strange, I sense him not too long ago, but all ova sudden the aura has vanished," said the ancient reptilian before slithering own the monk's leg. At the far side of the room, Clay was looking around a busy desk. Though chunks of ice and frost covered most of the items on the desk, something did catch his bright sapphire hued eyes. He soon reached over and plucked a half frozen picture frame from the frosted covered desk. Carefully, he brushed some of the ice away.

After looking closely at the photo for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly opened wide while his jaw dropped. In the photo was a small girl who looked to be about 16 with long blond hair that reached pass her shoulders; wearing a light blue silk sundress. She was holding onto a small light brown Labrador pup with a blue collar.

"Well I'll be a Texas rodeo clown with a snake in my boot!" the Texan male suddenly yelled, not realizing that he practically had a huge smile on his face. The other warriors drew their attention to the cowboy and ran over to him.

"What is it Clay?" asked Kimiko, trying to look over the cowboy's broad shoulder.

Dojo climbed up onto Clay's hat and peeked down at the photo, he then turned to Raimundo and chuckled, "looks like you owe Kim 10 bucks wind boy."

The dark tanned Brazilian made a "WTF?" face and yelled, "Whaaat? No way! It's a girl?"

The Japanese adolescent simply giggled and nudged him on his side, "Yep! Tough luck Rai, now pay up!" Kim happily presented her empty palm to the tall Brazilian teen. Rai, reluctantly went though his pockets and pulled out a ten dollar bill, dropping it onto her palm, which gave Kim a big smile.

"Like you need any more money, you're freaking rich!" he yelled.

"Whatever, a bet is a bet Rai," giggled Kimiko as she put the money away.

Omi did not understand what the two older teens were talking about, but he soon turned his attention to Clay, who was now trembling with what he thought was due to the coldness, but in fact, it was excitement.

"Are you alright Clay?" he asked, placing his hand on the cowboy's shoulder.

Clay nodded and cleared his throat, "I..I just can't believe it. It's really her! Baby Jay!" They all had confused looks upon their facial regions. Raimundo then walked over to Clay's side and looked at the photo carefully.

"Oh wow, she's cute!" thought the Brazilian teen. "Sooooo…her name is Baby Jay?" he asked his cowboy comrade. After Raimundo asked that, Clay realized that he accidentally thought out loud and quickly thought of something to change the subject.

"Umm…so Dojo, should we wait around for her? I'm sure she'll be back anytime now."

Dojo looked around and noticed that the closet was open. He slithered over and checked inside. He saw that there were still clothes inside, but hardly.

"Um, I think we might have a slight problem kids. Something tells me we got here too late!" he panicked.

"What do you mean too late?" yelled Clay as he ran over to the dragon's side and looked in the closet.

"Most of this girl's stuff is gone, and not to mention she's not home either. Why would a girl her age be running around at this late hour?" he said looking up at the cowboy before continuing, "I'll tell you why. Someone must have gotten to her before we did!" Clay gave the emerald scaled dragon a worried look.

"Jack Spicer?" said the yellow skinned monk.

"Hmm, I highly doubt Spicer would even have the balls to talk to any girl Omi, even if it means recruiting," smirked Raimundo.

Dojo sighed, "For all we know, she could be with Chase Young, or even Hannibal Roy Bean."

Clay growled not realizing his hands were slowly turning into fists, crumbling the photo a bit. "We got to go after her!" the Texan brute suddenly yelled.

Dojo shook his head and slithered toward the window, "No can do, we have no idea where to look, much less, if she'll even listen to us. If she has been taken into the Heylin side, then I'm afraid it's too late."

Kimiko frowned and crossed her arms over her chest "so we're just supposed to forget about her? But she's one of us!"

The dragon again sighed and climbed out the window, quickly shape shifting into his bigger form. "Look kids, there's nothing we can do now. Let's go back to the temple and tell Master Fung. I'm sure he'll know what to do," said the dragon as he waited for the warriors to board him.

The warriors reluctantly boarded the dragon with their heads low in disappointment. But none were as disappointed as Clay. While Kimiko was still climbing out the window, Clay glanced down into his hand and saw he was still holding the photo. He then reached up into his hat and pulled out a small pure sapphire pigmented rose. It was plastic, but a strong type of plastic and it amazed him that the color had not faded through all these years. A warm smiled formed on his face as he gazed at the photo and brought the rose to his chest.

"I never thought I'd see ya again "Baby Jay..just wait…I'll find ya," He said softly to himself, making sure no one heard. He was soon brought back to reality when he heard someone call his name.

"Oi Clay! Come on!" yelled the Brazilian, annoyance was easily detected in his tone. Obviously he was also upset that he didn't get to meet the new girl, especially when she is very good looking. As soon as Clay climbed onto the dragon's back, it took off into the night sky, heading back toward the Xiaolin Temple.

Hey folks. Yes this story is back.

Few days ago I read over this story and was...shocked.

I don't wish to go into details, but this story needs to be rewritten. XD

So (not that I'm putting my ZAGR on hold) I'm going over this and editing it.

If this is your first time reading this, hope you like.

If you're not new and read this before, then hope you like the changes. ^ ^