Note: This contains ChasexWuya, though not at the beginning.

Disclaimer: I do not own Xiaolin Showdown

Prologue

Evil was dying.

It wasn't just a group, or a personal favourite; it was a way of life. And it was being wiped out.

The Xiaolin warriors had multiplied, spread out like a virus and wherever they went, evil forces fell. Years ago, Wuya would have been able to name various evil allies that she could have called on had it been truly necessary.

Now, there was next to no-one. The Xiaolin monks - so much more grown up than they had been six years ago, truly teenagers now instead of youngsters - had recruited where they could, and nowadays, there were far more of them. The only ones Wuya saw regularly - at showdowns mainly - were the original four, still led by Raimundo Pedrosa, and they posed the biggest threat.

Truly, they were more annoying and more powerful than evil before. The Xiaolin side was growing and growing, more potent and more powerful every day …

And that Heylin side was getting desperate.

Most of the smaller forces had long since dropped out of the battle until the main bulk of the battles were over. It was akin to a small war, in a way, but only that those who had an interest in shen gong wu or world domination had a part in.

People like Tubbimura and Pandabubba were gone now, as was Katnappe, and Cyclops.

Surprisingly - seriously - Jack Spicer was still around. Wuya assumed that it was because he was not exactly a true member of the Heylin, more just an annoying teenager - though now older and more mature now than he had been six years ago - who swung more towards the side of evil. He was almost certainly still around because the Xiaolin found him too amusing to actually dispose of - most of the fallen Heylin were rotting in the Xiaolin prison that had been specially built somewhere underground in Tokyo, watched over by elder monks. No actual cruelty went on inside but their freedom was restricted to one building and their powers were stripped.

Long story short, Jack Spicer wasn't important enough to the Heylin to be trapped in the Xiaolin prison. And Wuya had no desire to end up trapped there herself, especially when she didn't have all her powers to defended herself with; Chase Young had given her back her glorious body years ago, but without her full power, and she had yet to have them restored.

Yes, the Heylin side was gradually, over the six years and ongoing, weakening. Overwhelmed by the sudden strength of the Xiaolin and weakened by their decreasing numbers, many had been forced to go into hiding or to withdraw from showdowns.

Wuya still showed up at the showdowns, but she never lingered nowadays. Without her powers, she doubted her abilities. If only she was all powerful again - she'd show them what she could do! She wipe the damn floor with them!

But alas, she wasn't as powerful as she once was, and so couldn't take on all four monks with any hope of a suitable victory.

In fact, the only Heylin who still stood a chance against the Xiaolin monks were Chase Young and Hannibal Roy Bean. Only they had martial arts skills advanced enough to take on the monks; and even they had stopped showing up as frequently.

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Wuya sighed as she sat herself down for dinner. She usually ate alone, but tonight she was dining with her 'roommate', as it were.

About two years ago, when the protection of having another Heylin member in close proximity had become logical to them both, Wuya had moved back in with Chase Young. It was true that they occasionally fought, but they usually got on much better than they had before the 'war'.

Nowadays, Chase wasn't quite so superior, though he still thought himself above Wuya. And Wuya's lust for shen gong wu had somewhat decreased; it had had to, if she wanted to survive outside of a prison run by monks - a fact she was still unhappy with.

She glanced up over her spoon, poised in midair, at her fellow member of evil. Chase was eating in silence, barely acknowledging her presence at the moment.

Well, she wasn't having any of that.

"The monks traced Hannibal Bean today" she commented, her tone conversational. "They almost had him, but the little cheese ball made a grab for him too early and he was able to escape."

Chase glanced at her and nodded to show that he had heard her but passed no comment. Probably he couldn't decide whose side to take, Omi's - a Xiaolin monk - or Hannibal's - his oldest enemy - and thought it best to say nothing at all so as not to give anything away.

Chase was just like that.

But she wasn't giving up - eating in silence was just one of those things that she found irritating.

"You know, Chase, I read the strangest thing today, in one of the old Heylin scrolls in the library."

Chase raised one eyebrow; his only sign that he was interested.

"It said something about the dieing out of the forces of evil, and I kept reading because that's pretty much what's going on. It said something about a force born of nothing but evil" she continued. "I couldn't understand a lot of it, but I got the gist of it."

"Which was?" Chase asked carefully.

"Basically, if two really, really evil beings get together and have a child together, if said child is raised completely in the ways of the Heylin, then it will be the most evil force in the world."

Chase froze and stared at the old Heylin witch, for once at a loss for words.

"Which scroll was this?" he asked, after a few minutes of silence, save for the occasional clanking of spoons against expensive bowls and plates.

"The Legends Of The Heylin" Wuya replied honestly.

And then she was left alone as Chase Young swept away from the table and out the door, heading towards the library to locate the scroll that the witch had told him about, to read a section that he never had before …

The one which he now discovered applied directly to him, and to the Heylin's present situation, and to Wuya …

Please R&R