I can't believe this is the last chapter! I stated this SO LONG ago! –faints- I'm happy yet sad to see it completed, as I am with everything I write, lol.

First off, I'd like to thank everyone who has reviewed for this! Your reviews are what keep me writing. So I for reviewing for the last chapter I'd like to thank: lilanimefan247, SunDragon27, Crash9, Xiaolin Fan, f3296, TheRebelx3, Aissa22, sliceofpie, Xemlovezyou11233, tyrean12, Secretiveninjathingy101, and aalioina.

I'd also like to thank everyone that hasn't reviewed yet but I know soon will. Enjoy the epilogue!

Disclaimer: I don't own XS

-Clay: What a dojo!

-Omi: I foolishly and shamefully lost a quarter second on the sandbags.

-Kimiko: Hello ten thousand years of darkness.

-Raimundo: I saw my room, and no bed. Just a mat. What the dealy?

Epilogue

The Xiaolin Temple was lit up with pure morning light. The sky was cloudless, stretching in an arch over the green valley. Mountains surrounded it, sending an aroma of grass in the air. Birds flew from tree to tree on the temple grounds, melodically chirruping. In the Temple Vault the elder monks were meditating, as tranquil as the morning outside. In one of the courtyards a group of ten children were working through their forms, shouting in unison. At the entrance to the temple, marked by smooth steps, a stone path, and an arched entry, stood Master Fung. He was leaning on a cane, old but still smiling. Beside him stood a short, bald monk with yellow skin and black eyes. His robes signified his elevated rank, and he was beaming as he watched a large green dragon fly down from the sky carrying three passengers.

It landed lightly, and the three got off. One was a bulky cowboy, his wide-brimmed hat shading his pale face. Ruffled blond bangs hid one blue eye. His jeans were pressed, his boots shiny, and a red bandana twirled around his neck. The second was a young Japanese woman. Her ink black hair was tied back, sunglasses covering her slanted eyes. She had a backpack hanging off one shoulder and wore shorts and a t-shirt. The last was a Brazilian, his dark skin soaking up the sun and his spiky brown hair tousled in the breeze. He wore khaki shorts and a white hoodie. He flashed a brilliant grin, his green eyes taking in the temple.

It had been three months since Gethin had been defeated. The world on a whole was picking up the pieces, but was on a path to a smooth recovery. Jermaine went back to New York City to help rebuild. They had thanked him profusely for his help, and he had promised to visit the temple again. Master Monk Guan had sent them a message congratulating them on their victory. The monks themselves were ecstatic at completing their mission, and finally had a chance to reconcile their Xiaolin lives with their family ones.

Clay had set up his own ranch and was becoming quite successful. His daddy had been alarmed at first, but then showed how proud he was of his son by closing his own ranch and retiring, giving Clay the rest of his cattle. Without having Levi to worry about, Clay enjoyed every day he spent on the new Bailey Ranch.

Kimiko was a remote advisor to her papa's business, a valued employee, yet she still got to live in Rio de Janeiro with her boyfriend, Raimundo. Leaving the serious business world behind felt good to Kimiko. She had no chairman or Jet hovering around her. And her papa was content with her decision. Now she could still have a job and help out the company without having to invest her life into it.

Rai had signed a contract with the international soccer team, and was excited for the approaching season. He was able to quit his surfing lesson job and move into a house. He still sent money to his family, but he knew that with Kimiko there to help him through it, the memories of his past would fade and heal.

Omi, of course, stayed at the temple. His students were excited to have him back, as he was excited to see them again. But he no longer had to grieve over the loss of a life that once was. Because for one week every month, the three Chosen Ones would come to the Xiaolin Temple to stay. There they could train, share their knowledge with the students, guard the Shen Gong Wu for more evil, and keep in touch with one another.

Overall, things had worked themselves out. The team of four was back together, and looking forward to whatever their next adventure would be. For now, though, they were content with being together and celebrating their victory not only over Gethin, but also over their own demons.

"Howdy there, partners," Clay smiled, tipping his hat. "I brought the recipe for Texas' Spicy Steak I was tellin ya'll about."

"I hope it's everything you've made it out to be," Kimiko giggled, approaching the temple steps with the others.

Omi clapped in excitement. "My friends! I'm so happy you've arrived! I cannot wait to hang in!"

As they ascended the steps, Raimundo glanced down at him with an exasperated smile and corrected, "Hang out."

"That, too."

The End

Again, thanks everyone for reviewing! And thanks to those who will discover this story a year from now and still care enough to review!

As for what's next . . . Yes, I do have a sequel planned. It's not necessarily a sequel, it can stand on its own. However, it will take place after this one. But since I was so terrible at updating this one I'm going to take a break from Xiaolin Showdown. This is, what, my fifth XS fanfic to write in a row? Lol Check out the others if you like, but this one is much better written! I may rewrite the others one day. So I'm going to finish up the two fanfics I'm working on (Mimesis for HoND and Bright as Night for LoZ) and get a head start on the sequel.

Until then, I'll see you all! Thanks for the love and support!

God bless!

-Allendra