Old Enemy, New Threat: Jack Spicer

Hel-lo lovies! Long time, no post! Soverysorry. Truly I am. HOWEVER I am updating now, so no hard feels, r-right? WELL! Here is the long-awaited chappy!

Chapter 6: Jack Spicer The Warrior

Jack's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Wow, you actually figured it out! Cookie for you."

"Omi's face lit up. "We get cookies?" he said, eagerly. The other monks facepalmed, sighed and rolled their eyes at the little monk's naiveté. Jack looked amused.

"Yeah, Omi. We've got'em on the dark side, but you have to join us first," he said. The sarcasm, of course, was lost to the small monk. He immediately went into 'self-righteous-never-tainted' mode.

"Jack Spicuh! You will not sway me to the side of evil, even with the promise of coolies!" He shouted at the teen, pointing an accusing finger.

"Gee Omi, your conviction is sooo inspiring," the young man replied, voice dripping with condescension, "I might just be tempted to join you!" Again, Omi's face lit up.

"Really?"

"No," Jack said flatly, Omi's face fell, "now, are we here to reminisce about the good ol'days? Or are we here to duke it out over this new 'wu? Although, you could always turn tail and run, save yourselves the shame and, as cue-ball would say, 'A most humiliating defeat.'" He finished in a –pretty good- imitation of the smallest monk's voice.

"Not a chance," Raimundo snarled, turning toward the Cat's Ear and lunged for it. He was shocked, however, when at the same time, Jack appeared before him. They grabbed the Shen Gong Wu at the same time. Jack grinned in a way that the Shoku warrior did not like at all.

"Raimundo Pedrosa," the albino said, voice loud and strong, "I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown, my Komori Sword for your Neptune Helmet. Now, let's see…" He looked around; the sun was setting behind him, sinking below the rocky canyon walls surrounding them. He smiled his truly unnerving smile again. "Let's play Labyrinth, first one to reach the goal wins," Jack said.

"You're on, Spicer," Raimundo replied and together they shouted, "LET'S GO, XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN!"

The world began to change, as per usual. The walls around them twisted and curved, getting taller and casting ominous shadows over the onlookers. Obstacles sprung up along the various paths within the maze until the transformation stopped. When it was over, both warriors, Xiaolin and Heylin, stood at different entrances of the arena and the other monks stood on a platform with Dojo, high above the Labyrinth.

Jack pressed a button on his wristband and his suit seemed to melt over him. Closing the visor (a/n: Iron Man-style "Don't touch my stuff" X3), he looked over at his opponent and they shouted together: "Gong Ye Tempai!"

Raimundo hardly had time to blink before Jack lunged forward and began making his way over spikes and around pillars. If anyone was expecting the Showdown to take a long time, they were greatly disappointed. It took Jack a maximum of three minutes to reach the end and win the match.

Jack Spicer left the monks slack-jawed with a cheeky wave and saying, "Hey look, you've been Jack'd. Ta!"

"What just happened?" Raimundo said, still stunned.

a/n: sorry so short… writer's block sumpthin' BAD. BUUUUT, not to sound too demanding, my creativity feeds on feedback (lolz) and so the more I get, the more story I write. See where imam goin' with this? SEND ME ENCOURAGEMENTS and I shall be motivated to update more frequently! (pretty please?)