Okay, this idea hit me one day after watching Xiaolin Chronicles. I must say it is nothing compared to Xiaolin Showdown, but I love Chase nonetheless. However, watching him in this new rendition and comparing him to other characters that I love, I thought, he's kind of pathetic. It feels blasphemous saying that, but it's kind of hard not to think that since I'll never actually see him go up against Alucard. This story starts when Chase makes the misfortune of entering a fight with my favorite vampire.

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Chase breathed heavily as he hid behind a tree from the monster that was stalking him. He couldn't really call it hiding, more like leaning as he tried to keep pressure off of his wounded leg. He was fortunate that the bullet just grazed him after seeing what it did to the tree it hit, but he still had a massive gash where contact was made. His warriors wouldn't be there to save him from this monster; they were dead, all of them. He fought to keep control as the horrid visions played in his head over and over again. His warriors, his beautiful feline companions, ripped to shreds before his very eyes. Teeth ripping the head off a tiger, a hand spearing through a lion, spilling its entrails. That disgusting slurping sound as the creature's unnaturally long tongue lapped up the blood that was spilled as Chase covered his ears to block it out.

"Lookie what I found," a deep voice snarled.

Chase looked over in the direction he had been trying to run in to see the monster standing there, with a leopard's head in hand, blocking his path. He stared at the crooked grin and strange, circular, red glasses. It was hard to believe that the creature had just slaughtered a group of predatory cats just a few moments earlier as there wasn't a drop of blood on him. Chase cried out in indignation as the monster dropped the leopard's head before crushing it as he marched over to the Heylin warrior. Chase tried to run, but a gloved hand grabbed his shoulder and slammed him into the very tree he was hiding behind. A gasp escaped Chase's lips at the force in which he was thrust into the tree as he heard bark cracking as well as a few of his bones. Blood flew from his mouth before turning into a rivulet at the corner of his mouth as he glared at the inhumane creature before him.

Chase grunted as the monster squeezed his face in a firm grip, bruising his jawline, "You're almost too pretty to be a warrior, much less a man." Chase spat bloody spittle in the monster's face at the further indignation he was suffering. Chase was repulsed as that disgusting snake of a tongue slithered out to lick up the bloody spittle. "Mmm, you might taste even better."

Chase's eyes went wide as the monster lowered his head letting a cool breath caress Chase's neck. Chase cried out as fangs pierced his skin. Slowly, he could feel his blood leave his body, even the gash on his leg managed to stop bleeding at the lack of blood flow. His life flashed before his very eyes as the creature continued to drain him. For the first time in his life, Chase was afraid, not of dying, but whether or not anyone would miss him. Would Omi notice that he is no longer there at the battles for Shen Gong Wu? Would the fiery Kimiko even bring it to anyone's attention that he had been missing? Would Raimundo make one of his smart aleck remarks about him to ignite some curiosity? Would Clay, in his homebody way, say that they need to check on him? And Jack, what would he do? He was so delicate, despite how tough he tried to show people he was. Would any of them find out, or would his body be left to rot and his soul to wander? His vision became hazy as something pulled him from his thoughts. He realized that he was laid out in the roots of the tree as the monster kneeled next to him.

"I am not going to kill you," he stated. "My Master ordered me to kill a monster, while physically, you fit the bill, a monster you are not. So, what does that make you? A man? A dog? Heh, a woman?" Chase was too weak to spit at him again as he glared the hell beast before he moved to speak into his ear. "My Master might punish me for letting you live, but you best take this and make use of it. I never spare anyone when I am ordered to kill."

With that, the monster stood and walked away to disappear in the shadows. Chase thought that this would be how he would die, left to linger alone, not even his killer to witness his last moments. It was kind of depressing as he tried to laugh sardonically. Before he passed out, he could hear someone calling out his name.

Jack? Chase thought as everything went black.

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Chase: What did you do?!

MsN: What?

Alucard: You think it's unlikely?

Chase: Well, I'm sure you don't!

Alucard: What is unlikely is my letting you live.

MsN: Snape, you're being quiet. Help me here.

Snape: Promise me that you're not going to make your next story with me some raunchy festival.

MsN: Oh come on!