SEARCHING FOR A WONDROUS, SPARKLING, AWESOME BETA. Because quality comes first!

FINALLY! Tcham, tcham, tchaaaam, I'm back! After having moved to Australia (at the other freaking side of the world) I am sorry for the delay, I know I promised May… but that's life for you. Things aren't all good still, what with having to find a job so I don't end up living under the bridge… but enough about my woes.

To answer some reviews:

Chibi-Kaisie: Thank you! I absolutely loved your review. Yes, I believed that sooner or later I would hit a snag such as cultural discrepancies, seeing as I am not a native Spanish speaker and as such do not understand some meanings behind certain expressions… also I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE A BETA, you hear me all Spanish crazy Chack fans out there, you! LOOOOOOOOVE…
About the "valorous" thing, I actually thought it was more Chase like hehehe.

EmilyKayros: Evil Chase is the best, hear hear.

Other reviewers: Thank you all for being so understanding with my crazy schedule! You are amazing.

Particular Guest chapter 6 . Apr 5: You CAN show your appreciation to the original author! Go to his original Spanish story and leave a review of the whole thing, I am sure they will love it (after a google translate session), nothing gets in the way of true appreciation.

Disclaimer: I DID NOT write this story, it was written by Altebar originally in Spanish and I only took upon myself to translate it. I will try my best to not alter the story, bar any expressions that does not have a direct translation.

You can find the original story in Spanish at s/3125241/1/Fuimos-lo-que-fuimos

Note: Seeing as Hannibal is a demon, it will be referred as 'It'

From here on I am translating the story verbum ad verbum, even the Author's notes.

The characters in this story do not belong to me. They are property of who knows it and WB.

I gain nothing from writing this but my own amusement.

WARNING: This fanfic will be YAOI (and slash), if this genre does not interest you or is distasteful to you don't read it, period, I understand perfectly this stance. Chase/Jack

Chapter 6. Unwanted nostalgia

He was being chased. Jack was desperately running, his feet sunk in the water, slowing him down. He tried to run but he moved slowly, it was horrible.

He didn't dare look behind, he heard his pursuers, he knew who hunted him. He could hear Wuya's laugher, the metallic steps of Hannibal's armour, huge and terrible, and the wild roar of an enormous T-rex.

He had to escape! They would make minced meat out of him! He ran and ran but his enemies only got closer.

- Spicer.

That voice… Jack stumbled and fell at the feet of a man, at the known feet of Chase Young. That seemed familiar.

- Jack. – That low voice, aristocratic, imperial, with a touch of danger which gave it an attractive and feral air.

- Jack. – Chase repeated.

Jack frowned, the voice had changed, it had lost that special something, the interior dragon, it was weird… different.

- Jack, come, wake up.

Jack opened his eyes with a start, he hated waking up directly from a dream, it was always sudden. He was in the dormitory, if you could call the common room with zones separated by paper frames it. The sun was starting to pass through the curtains, illuminating the room.

Chase was crouching besides his futon.

- Good morning, Jack. – Chase seemed radiant, happy. – Did you sleep well?

- Uhm… yes, yes, really well. – Jack closed his eyes and slowly stretched.

- You really sleep too much. – Chase scolded.

- I sleep the necessary hours; you are the ones who sleep too little.

- There is too much to do, you shouldn't waste time sleeping so much.

- Have you heard the saying "Create fame and go to sleep".

- Yes. – Chase raised his eyebrows, confused by Spicer's malicious smirk.

-Well, I do it backwards, I sleep now because when I conquer the world I won't have time to sleep.

Chase smoothed his smile in face of the declaration, clear and concise. He supposed he shouldn't encourage Jack to follow such sinister objective, so he controlled himself remaining serious.

- You still think about that?

- Of course! – Jack sat up and started to get his clothes from a small bundle while enthusiastically speaking. – I'm Jack Spicer, young evil genius, someday I will conquer the world.

- Evil genius. – Chase looks down murmuring. Again he felt the sting of guilt, his soul weighted like a mountain of lead, images of his recent past tormented him.

Spicer entered the bathroom, cleaned his face and combed his hair, going back he saw the tormented expression on Chase. Jack bit his inferior lip, he didn't like seeing Chase with such a miserable expression.

- Hey, there is nothing to be ashamed of, I think you were magnificent!

Chase regarded him with consternation.

-Were?

Jack fidgeted uncomfortably. Stupid, stupid, stupid, he should think before speaking.

- Eh… you still are… I said "were" from an evil point of view.

Chase nodded but still wasn't completely convinced. "Were magnificent", Jack spoke so spontaneously and eye sparkling with admiration. He run his hand through his hair, moving aside a stubborn lock of hair which always got on his face, he equally pushed aside this disturbing reality from his mind and concentrated on the fact that brought him to wake Jack.

- The monks and I have to go to my citadel to get my Shen Gong Wus before Wuya steals them. You can come if you want.

- Eh… I don't like travelling on Dojo, the undulations… - Jack bowed his head – You better ask Clay's hat.

- Don't worry about that, Dojo has an indigention after challenging Clay to a cheese contest. We will go on the flying Shen Gong Wu.

- I prefer to go on my Jet.

- We can't all fit in there. – Chase patiently replied.

- Very well. – Jack sighed giving up.

- Prefect, we leave in fifteen minutes, hurry up.

- I'm going, I'm going.

Jack took off his tunic that they lent him to sleep, and stopped when he was already unlacing his trousers strings. Chase was still there, looking at him. Jack rubbed an arm in an uncomfortable gesture, blushing.

- Ehh… Chase, do you mind?

The smile Chase gave him was… ardent, for a moment Jack was sure it was the old Chase, with that predator air, that… wild sensuality.

- No, I don't mind. – Chase answered purring.

Jack thought he would faint if he blushed any harder, of course it balanced with the blood flowing downwards, to his utter shame.

- Ah... but it matters to me. – He got to say with a whisper.

Chase instantly remembered when he made his felines take Jack to the citadel for explanations about the release of the giant spiders. Jack had been practically naked, taken directly from his bath, only having a small towel as cover.

That day he had strongly desired Jack, if Wuya hadn't been there swearing or if the spider's treat hadn't been so urgent, he was sure he would have acted on his desires. Jack hadn't showed that day reverential fear and overly sweetness, which was a plus in his favour, but his cowardice and betrayal later had made Chase change his mind.

Jack hadn't appeared so nervous then, but instead happy to see him. Until he ordered him to take care of the spider problem, that didn't make him happy one bit.

- My presence bothers you?

- Well, yes… it does.

-You wish me gone?

NO. Jack opened and closed his mouth continuously for a moment, a big part of him wanted to scream no, of course he didn't want him gone he wanted him to stay, didn't want to miss him not eve one second.

But a part of him was so uncomfortable and nervous it didn't let him.

- Eh… ah… it's better, yes.

- Very well. – Chase stood up. – I will wait at the garden with the others, don't take long.

Chase calmly walked out, he wanted Jack to feel safe in his presence, that he loose his fear, giving him the option of obeying his desires he wanted to show he changed, that he wouldn't order, nor demand anymore, anything from him that he didn't want to give.

But while he heads off to where the monks were, a part of him laughed, mocking, the voice of the dragon called him weak and made fun of him. Coward, take what you want.

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Dressed for the trip with his usual black clothes, saying that he would wear black until something darker be invented, Jack held his hair with his spiral goggles and went to the garden. The monks waited while doing some stretching exercises and Raimundo talked with Chase Young, both seemed tense and it was obvious that the conversation wasn't pleasant, Raimundo probably complaining about the company, suspicious as always.

Jack observed Chase while walking. Admiring the easy superiority of the warrior, the long and shiny hair. The power and strength in the figure of the man was evident without the need for movement. To Jack it made him happy to watch Chase moving, it was an economy of movements, gliding like one of his great felines…

Feeling observed, Jack supposed it were those "tiger senses", Chase looked over his shoulder regarding him. Jack forced himself not to blush and returned the gaze with all the composure he could. The moment Chase smiled, his composure dissolved and Jack looked at the ground.

- Finally. – Raimundo activated the Silver Manta Ray.

The monks, Chase, and Jack got on the Shen Gong Wu. Jack started to regret having accepted going with them only to retrieve the Shen Gong Wus, at the front seat were Kimiko and Raimundo piloting, he was between Clay and Chase… none of them a feather weight. With Omi, on his knees…

- Is there a reason for why Omi can't go up front?

- Eh, I am piloting, it would disturb me.

- And I'm a girl, it wouldn't be appropriate.

Bravo. He agreed, he understood that, but there were other options.

- Can't Clay go up front so I may breathe at least?

- Nope.- Raimundo answered - Clay gets ill when on the front.

- And can't I go on the front? – Jack grumbled.

- Stop complaining! – Raimundo, Kimiko and Clay barked ate the same time.

Jack grumbles through his teeth but didn't voice it out loud. He would have liked to suggest he had a lot more experience as a pilot, but it was obvious they wouldn't let him drive.

When they got to the Nowhere lands, Chase's territory… or has been, the place was strange, difficult and uneasy. Jack asked himself if it has always been like that or if the Heylin magic had contaminated the place after Chase's arrival. He started to ask Chase but thought better after noticing he was deep in thought, looking through the window with a disheartening expression of sadness.

He couldn't stand seeing Chase like this… it wasn't Chase, the Chase he knew was complete certainness, control and domination, ambition and action, he had never seen him doubt or show sadness, he was Chase Young, the emperor of darkness.

- It's my fault. - Chase said, as if he heard Jack's thoughts.

- Eh? – Omi and Jack had heard Chase mumbling.

- This, this… devastation. The Heylin magic corrupts everything, when I came to this land and conquered it, my magic overrun and poisoned it like a black wave.

- And what had been before? – Kimiko asked.

Chase meditated for a moment.

- People, warrior villages, here lived different clans at war. I came attracted by them, searching for challenges. I found it…and conquered them, during the passage of time the Heylin magic created monsters and the humans left. It was my fault… all those people.

-That happens constantly.

Everyone looked at Jack, Chase confused, the other nauseous. Jack shrugged.

- What? We humans have been at war during centuries, it's the law of the fittest. They were warriors, no? They would do the same to others, then came someone stronger and defeated them.

- That doesn't justify… - Raimundo started.

- Of course it does! History is like this, it's inevitable that a nation be overtaken by another, this is how humanity history has been shaped since its beginning, and each nation receives what was due at the moment.

If looks could kill, Jack would have drawn his last breath, however Omi, always open to new ideas, scratched his head and turned in Jack's knees to look at him.

- Then… we are evil by nature?

- Yes.

-No.

Jack and Chase look at each other. Chase sighs and caught Jack's chin so he wouldn't turn his head.

- No Jack. – Chase stood firm and the turned to Omi. – We are good Omi, the evil is a power which tempt us, but we can and should reject it.

Omi nodded, his doubts gone, smiled serenely and secure. Jack frowned and pouted, Chase rubbed his head consolingly.

The rest of the trip continued tranquil, until they entered the heart of the Nowhere kingdom. Then, the problems started.

In the form of huge flying serpents… alive… and in great number.

- Chase! – Raimundo screams with an accusatory air.

- I don't have power over this place anymore! – Chase replied offended. – Now the beasts of this place do whatever they want, without a master.

Jack had to grab Omi so he wouldn't fly through the frontal glass with the manoeuvres Raimundo was doing to dodge the attacks. Between screams, blows and the enraged hissing of the serpents, it was chaos. Jack bellowed to Raimundo evasive tactics but the wind monk didn't have enough control to follow the instructions.

A lateral brush with one of the serpents blew the motor (curious that a Shen gong wu had a motor) and they started to fall, dangerously swaying, to the ground.

- The forest! Try to land in the forest so they can't follow us!

Between blows, exaggerated curves, half falls and half spins the She gong wu crashed, grazing the ground, to a tree.

- Everyone alright?

This time, it was Raimundo who received murderous glares.

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The inventory was disastrous, after two hours examining the Shen gong wu Jack got out from under the transport and clicked his tongue with a negative gesture.

- It overheated, I managed to fix the motor a little but it won't stand more than three hours of flight before completely braking down.

- In that case we will continue on foot. – Raimundo decided. – We aren't so far from the citadel, that way we will have time for the return trip to the Xiaolin temple on the Shen gong wu.

Everyone agreed, even if no one liked the idea of having to walk though such dangerous place, onwards they went. In no time Jack started grumbling under his breath, if they had come in his Jet they wouldn't be in this situation. While walking, bored, he noticed some walnut shells scattered on the ground.

- Guys, wasn't around here that those squirrels…

A high-pitched animal shriek answers Jack Spicer's question when giant squirrels, able to spit fire, started to jump through the branches of the huge trees. Oh no, not again.

Chase formed a combat stance and jumped to the squirrels, to defend Jack, he dodged one and gave a powerful kick, but the beast only screeched and stood up.

Damned be, if he still had his Heylin power all he would need was a thought to return those pests back to their holes. He could have defeated then in less than a minute, or called his warriors, or his internal dragon…

Focusing on the combat, soon he defeated a bunch of squirrels, as the monks did on the other side… and Spicer hid partially behind some bushes. Chase didn't fault him for that, he wasn't a fighter… and after seeing him in action on his basement, against Wuya, he couldn't catalogue him as a coward. He had a weak body and knew it, but if he really wanted he could derive strength form his weakness… with the right training he could do great things.

- Ahhhhhhhh!

Chase turned when he heard Jack scream and saw how one of the squirrels pounced on him. Without wasting one second Chase threw himself straight against the animal, turning with it until he finally managed to grab its neck in a lock, with a dry movement he cracked it, braking the beast's neck.

He stood up panting and hurried to Jack.

- Are you alright?

Saying Jack was white was redundant, but you could notice in his eyes that he took a scare… or maybe something else had frightened him, Chase looked back and understood, it was death. Maybe it was a monster, but the sound of a neck breaking was the same for any living being, that abrupt and humid snap.

- At ease Jack, it's over.

- I… ah… for a moment… I thought that you… were your old self.

Chase brushed his hair with his hand, taming his it. Yes, for a second he also felt like before, without a soul, when feeling his enemy, when breaking the beast's neck, taking its life and feeling the power it gave, the complete power to administer life or death.

- I'm not, let's go.

Chase didn't know if he said it to Jack or himself.

- Oh…

Jack looked… disappointed?

Author's notes: Well, well, the next chapter I promise kisses and maybe more! This chapter is a little bit of a transition, but also I wanted to play with Jack's emotions regarding the old Chase and the new one, who sparked his curiosity.

The new computer arrived (Hallelujah, praised be the Lord!), so I will finally be able to better update, as in the beginning. Thank you all for the cheers and the comments about the fanfic, soon more romance in your honour.

Hello, Meracus here! sixth chapter is translated only three more to go, hope you guys enjoyed!