Interlude Xiaolin Showdown: Monk POV
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Interlude Xiaolin Showdown: Monk POV
'How did this all go so wrong?' Thought a tiny young depressed yellow skinned monk sitting with his hands under his chin on the steps of one of the many temple buildings. The young Omi sat there thinking about how he ruined everything.
'Oh right, I did not listen to Master Fung and explored the unlocked storage room.' Omi thought as he recalled the event which doomed the world to darkness.
*flashback*
Omi as usual was training his skills to one day become a Xiaolin dragon. He in particular was training his stealth skills by hiding in the hallways while trying to travel across the temple grounds. He was passing through the temple storage building when he came across a unlocked door which was usually locked. It seemed one of the temple seniors forgot to lock the door after cleaning it.
Now as dedicated as he was to training and becoming a Dragon, Omi was still after all a child, and what child could resist exploring a normally inaccessible room. Omi stealthily traveled to the door and quietly entered the room, making sure to close the door behind him.
The room was dark with a single unlit lantern hanging from the center of the room with the only light coming from the pair of windows in the side of the room. One of them was left open probably to air out the room as the air was kind of stale. The room was like the rest of the temple with brown block flooring and whitish gray walls. The side facing the window was lined with shelves and the middle of the room had several sealed urns clustered together.
Omi wandered around the room taking in all the old things stored on the shelves. Little knick knacks which made no sense to the monk like a symbol covered ball, a child's toy, a jar full of red powder, and a puzzle box. The ball and powder looked important so Omi did not think about touching them, the toy was too childish for him, but a puzzle box was ok. Omi carefully lifted the box and began to play with it, randomly shifting the moving pieces around.
Minutes passed this way until Omi quickly got bored, but just before he decided to stop he heard the box *click*. It seemed like he accidentally solved the puzzle. Omi gained a bright grin on his face as he thought he was a genius for solving the puzzle without even trying. Just as he was about to open the box and see what it held he heard a voice behind him and a bit to the side.
"Omi? What do you think you are doing?"
Omi screamed in a manly manner while tossing the box behind his head which incidentally was where the open window was. The box quickly flew out the window and disappeared to the temple grounds below. Omi quickly turned towards the voice and saw that it was Master Fung with a stern look on his face.
Omi quickly adopted a ashamed expression. "I am sorry master I let my curiosity get the better of me. I was merely playing with this puzzle box I found and solved it right before he startled me."
Master Fung's face paled rapidly when he heard that Omi solved a puzzle box that was in this room.
"Puzzle box? A brown puzzle box Omi, where is it?"
"I think I accidentally threw it out the window."
Master Fung quickly moved towards the open window, threw it wide opened and stuck his head out. Omi went under him and looked outside as well to see what his Master was looking at. Just before he could see a loud and bright lighting strike illuminated their vision. They blinked their eyes and rapidly cleared their vision and tried to see what happened. Outside, the two monks saw a young man in dark robes with a purple trim and short black hair standing above the puzzle box that Omi accidentally threw out. Master Fung's pale face quickly grew serious as he glared at the man and readied himself for combat, his ancient muscle tightening in response. Omi meanwhile just stared in curiosity at the strange man who appeared on the grounds.
The young man's head suddenly whipped towards the two and quickly showed anger on his face and shouted "Monk!" he growled out "I shall return! As for you young one, as thanks for your freeing me, I will make you my apprentice, just you wait."
With that last word he stomped on the ground and cracked it cause dust to form and fly up into the air obscuring his form from sight. As the dust quickly settled the man was gone, at least to Omi's eyes. Master Fung however noticed the trail of dust rising slightly in the air and followed it up. The first instance of something being in the air was the sight of two beams of light appearing from a spot of nothing in mid air towards one of the temple buildings and piercing its roof. At that clear indication of attack Master Fung kicked hard off the window sill and launched himself towards the spot he saw the beams originate from.
As he rose rapidly he struck out with his fist and felt nothing but air, though he did feel the presence of a slight vacuum from rapid movement flowing away from the temple indicating that the man was moving away from the temple grounds. As he had no platform to jump off of the old Xiaolin monk had no choice but to fall back to the ground and wait for the next strike, though he felt it in his gut that the man had gotten what he wanted and has already left, beyond his ability to reach.
Omi during all this was confused and scared.
'What was happening? Who was that man? Why did he say he was going to make me his apprentice? Why was there beams of light coming from nowhere at the temple?'
"Omi" Omi was jolted out of his thoughts at the sound of his master.
"Go gather the rest of the brother monks, tell them to be on guard and to search the grounds for the intruder."
Omi nodded and went off in search of the other monks.
The monks quickly and thoroughly searched the entirety of the temple grounds and found no signs or traces of the intruder and they all gathered in the main temple to await Master Fung.
Master Fung soon arrived walking slowly through the doors carrying something in his arms with a solemn expression on his face.
"Master Fung what is that you bring back?" One of the senior monks asked. At his question Master Fung let loose tears from his eyes as he showed what he had in his arms. Namely, the dead form of Dojo Konojo Cho with two burnt holes in his body.
"It seems the intruder truly left with what he wanted, the life of a dear friend." Omi's face filled with grief, anguish, and shame at the death of Dojo and the fact that he caused his death.
"Omi, that puzzle box was a prison for a Heylin apprentice called Disciple, a fallen xiaolin monk 1500 years ago who was corrupted by the Heylin Witch Wuya who became her student. He was once a student of Grand Master Dashi and in the final fight for the fate of the world he sealed both Wuya and the Disciple into two simple wooden puzzle boxes. Wuya's box was hidden away in the world while Disciple's was left here in the temple to be guarded. It is not your fault for the tragedy which has occurred today as it was our fault as we should have properly guarded that box."
At that last statement his eyes swept over the present senior monks who all felt a shiver go up their spine and gulped. They silently prayed for the one whose turn it was today to clean and guard the storehouse as Master Fung would show no mercy for the failure in their duty as it resulted in the death of one of their own and the release of a great evil.
*sigh* "There is one more thing to be addressed, Omi, tomorrow you will have new monks in training joining us, you shall be training together."
"Yes Master Fung" Omi said without much emotion as he was still in shock about what he had done despite the Master's words.
*end flashback*
It has been about 5 months since that day and Omi met his fellow monks in training. There was Raimundo the rebellious Brazillian, Clay the stout Texan, and Kimiko the fiery Japanese. Their first meeting did not go quite well as Omi was still depressed about the events of the day before and he quickly explained just what happened by the end of the day at Master Fung's urging.
The three try their best to cheer up their little fellow monk in training and over the course of the first couple weeks they managed to get him back to his old self. He promised that he would never join the forces of Evil and would become strong enough to avenge Dojo.
The four monks were informed about the Shen Gong Wu's by Master Fung and how Dojo was the only one who knew where they were hidden as he was the one who hid them all. So with his death they could not find them before the forces of Evil. All they could do was train and master their own elemental abilities and Xiaolin magic to prepare for the time when Evil would step out from the shadows and assault the temple to finish them off.
To the temple's surprise even though Dashi's field against Evil rapidly weakened no forces assaulted the temple and the monks trained ever harder while constantly alert for an attack. Then, on the fifth month their worst fears were realized. All the monks awoke as they felt the presence of great Evil emerge on the planet, Master Fung instantly realized that Wuya had returned once more.
The monks quickly roused and gathered to strengthen the temple's defenses in any way possible. They armed themselves with weapons, their magics, their elemental strength, and waited. and waited and waited. Weeks passed with no sign of Wuya approaching to destroy them all despite their lack of talismans and her presence quickly disappeared soon after it was unleashed that day.
The monks were all very confused and wondered what was going on as this was not normal by their standards. They should have all been engaged in a life or death battle by now.
The monks gradually relaxed as the months passed with no signs of Wuya dominating the world and no signs of the thousand years of darkness approaching. They all figured that Wuya wa somehow defeated by some unknown hero.
Two and a half years passed before Kimiko revealed the news about what truly happened to Wuya.
"Hey guys! Come quick and look at this! This person is named Wuya and she apparently owns most of the world and is the leader of one of the strongest countries in the world!"
All of the monks quickly gathered in the main temple where Kimiko had set up a large television that she had in her room. On the screen was a face that Master Fung recognized from his studies.
"Truly that is Wuya the Heylin witch, but why are the people allowing her to rule the country?"
Kimiko quickly found the answer as she looked it up on Google on her laptop.
"It seems like its because she owns most of the companies and shops in the world and is making things better for everyone. All of her businesses sell cheaper than their competitors and give better pay and benefits to all of their workers and even help them with everything in their lives like housing and debt repayment. Everyone loves her for her generosity as she even does charity work and has helped the continent of Africa come out of being a third world continent and lowered the amount of warlords there."
"But that makes no sense, isn't Wuya like the super evil bad guy? Why would she go around doing good stuff?" Asked the confused Raimundo.
"I do not know, but I do know that whatever Wuya is planning it cannot be good for the world. We must stop her before she can achieve her goals." Master Fung stated.
"But how? Wuya is legally the president of the United States and has committed no crimes, in fact she has done nothing BUT good. Who would believe us if we told them that she was a some kind of evil immortal witch who wanted to rule the world?" Kimiko asked.
At that statement everyone grew quiet and contemplated their options.
"I think, that we should do nothing, wait! Hear me out, we have no proof that Wuya is evil and we have no way to actually beat her since we have no Shen Gong Wu. Also, if we start a fight before people realize that she is bad then they will think we are the bad guys for fighting with their leader." Raimundo explained.
"So what we need to do is train, prepare, and wait till Wuya reveals her true nature. Then, we can fight her, Master Fung could we learn to make Shengong Wu?"
Master Fung looked with approving eyes at the young trainee dragon of the wind.
"Yes, Raimundo, eventually you all can learn to make Shengong Wu as long as you study hard the art of Xiaolin magic. I agree with your plan, all we can do is train and wait for the true nature of Wuya to be revealed and be ready to fight."
"Alright, we got a plan people let's get training!"
*Timeskip 9 1/2 years later*
The years passed by in a flash as the monks trained as hard as they could. They quickly reached the level of Xiaolin Dragon in seven years of constant hard training. At that point they learned how to make their own Shengong Wu and made their own personalized elemental weapons and mastered their elemental powers. If normal people were to witness their powers during training they would have assumed those people were demigods or some kind of elemental being.
However, for where all the progress they made was amazing, the other goal of theirs failed to materialize. Wuya relatively quickly gained more power as more and more nations joined her country as they witnessed her country's prosperity and the pressure coming from both within and without from their own people. As more and more joined Wuya's rule and become more prosperous even more joined in order to gain the same benefits. Eventually, everyone was part of Wuya's world empire with everyone with a say in the government replaced by those loyal to Wuya. Life became better for everyone under Wuya's rule, free medical for everyone, decent jobs for everyone, manual labor replaced by robots, bureaucracy streamlined and expedited by robot workers allowing for a very efficient administration. Wuya had the complete support of the world at that point and none would gainsay her rule and with subtle prodding by her second in command Disciple, the people all agreed that Wuya should be publicly declared the ruler of the world.
So Wuya went from president to legally the Empress of the world and life was good under her. Meanwhile, the monks suffered from depression and doubt as it seemed that Wuya truly was doing good and was not doing anything evil. Crime was dropping (not actually Disciple merely made sure they were more discreet), people were happier, life was better, and everything was good.
In the end, the monks could do nothing with their powers that they trained and gained. They had the skills, the Shengong Wu's, the cause, but they simply did not have the reason to attack Wuya. She has done nothing but good for the world and to attack her would be to have their faction destroyed by the angry people of the world. So, all they could do was sit and watch in silence and sadness as one of the greatest forces of evil took over the world without opposition and with the willing happy support of the world behind her.
The one common thought running through all their minds was 'What do we do? What can we do?'
No answer was forthcoming, as the years passed Disciple disappeared, which caused Omi to feel some relief, and the temple slowly faded from memory and the members died from old age as any attempts to recruit new blood was prevented by Wuya who never truly did not keep an eye on her hated enemies.
In the future, the world has only ever known the rule of the benevolent God Empress Wuya and the Xiaolin monks went extinct as no new member was ever recruited. Wuya made sure to have all their knowledge purged and removed from existence thoroughly personally. Evil had triumphed over Good forever and all it took was the use of the greatest tool of Evil known to man. Money.
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an:................mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, well I wasn't planning on coming back to this world anyway I guess.
'How did this all go so wrong?' Thought a tiny young depressed yellow skinned monk sitting with his hands under his chin on the steps of one of the many temple buildings. The young Omi sat there thinking about how he ruined everything.
'Oh right, I did not listen to Master Fung and explored the unlocked storage room.' Omi thought as he recalled the event which doomed the world to darkness.
*flashback*
Omi as usual was training his skills to one day become a Xiaolin dragon. He in particular was training his stealth skills by hiding in the hallways while trying to travel across the temple grounds. He was passing through the temple storage building when he came across a unlocked door which was usually locked. It seemed one of the temple seniors forgot to lock the door after cleaning it.
Now as dedicated as he was to training and becoming a Dragon, Omi was still after all a child, and what child could resist exploring a normally inaccessible room. Omi stealthily traveled to the door and quietly entered the room, making sure to close the door behind him.
The room was dark with a single unlit lantern hanging from the center of the room with the only light coming from the pair of windows in the side of the room. One of them was left open probably to air out the room as the air was kind of stale. The room was like the rest of the temple with brown block flooring and whitish gray walls. The side facing the window was lined with shelves and the middle of the room had several sealed urns clustered together.
Omi wandered around the room taking in all the old things stored on the shelves. Little knick knacks which made no sense to the monk like a symbol covered ball, a child's toy, a jar full of red powder, and a puzzle box. The ball and powder looked important so Omi did not think about touching them, the toy was too childish for him, but a puzzle box was ok. Omi carefully lifted the box and began to play with it, randomly shifting the moving pieces around.
Minutes passed this way until Omi quickly got bored, but just before he decided to stop he heard the box *click*. It seemed like he accidentally solved the puzzle. Omi gained a bright grin on his face as he thought he was a genius for solving the puzzle without even trying. Just as he was about to open the box and see what it held he heard a voice behind him and a bit to the side.
"Omi? What do you think you are doing?"
Omi screamed in a manly manner while tossing the box behind his head which incidentally was where the open window was. The box quickly flew out the window and disappeared to the temple grounds below. Omi quickly turned towards the voice and saw that it was Master Fung with a stern look on his face.
Omi quickly adopted a ashamed expression. "I am sorry master I let my curiosity get the better of me. I was merely playing with this puzzle box I found and solved it right before he startled me."
Master Fung's face paled rapidly when he heard that Omi solved a puzzle box that was in this room.
"Puzzle box? A brown puzzle box Omi, where is it?"
"I think I accidentally threw it out the window."
Master Fung quickly moved towards the open window, threw it wide opened and stuck his head out. Omi went under him and looked outside as well to see what his Master was looking at. Just before he could see a loud and bright lighting strike illuminated their vision. They blinked their eyes and rapidly cleared their vision and tried to see what happened. Outside, the two monks saw a young man in dark robes with a purple trim and short black hair standing above the puzzle box that Omi accidentally threw out. Master Fung's pale face quickly grew serious as he glared at the man and readied himself for combat, his ancient muscle tightening in response. Omi meanwhile just stared in curiosity at the strange man who appeared on the grounds.
The young man's head suddenly whipped towards the two and quickly showed anger on his face and shouted "Monk!" he growled out "I shall return! As for you young one, as thanks for your freeing me, I will make you my apprentice, just you wait."
With that last word he stomped on the ground and cracked it cause dust to form and fly up into the air obscuring his form from sight. As the dust quickly settled the man was gone, at least to Omi's eyes. Master Fung however noticed the trail of dust rising slightly in the air and followed it up. The first instance of something being in the air was the sight of two beams of light appearing from a spot of nothing in mid air towards one of the temple buildings and piercing its roof. At that clear indication of attack Master Fung kicked hard off the window sill and launched himself towards the spot he saw the beams originate from.
As he rose rapidly he struck out with his fist and felt nothing but air, though he did feel the presence of a slight vacuum from rapid movement flowing away from the temple indicating that the man was moving away from the temple grounds. As he had no platform to jump off of the old Xiaolin monk had no choice but to fall back to the ground and wait for the next strike, though he felt it in his gut that the man had gotten what he wanted and has already left, beyond his ability to reach.
Omi during all this was confused and scared.
'What was happening? Who was that man? Why did he say he was going to make me his apprentice? Why was there beams of light coming from nowhere at the temple?'
"Omi" Omi was jolted out of his thoughts at the sound of his master.
"Go gather the rest of the brother monks, tell them to be on guard and to search the grounds for the intruder."
Omi nodded and went off in search of the other monks.
The monks quickly and thoroughly searched the entirety of the temple grounds and found no signs or traces of the intruder and they all gathered in the main temple to await Master Fung.
Master Fung soon arrived walking slowly through the doors carrying something in his arms with a solemn expression on his face.
"Master Fung what is that you bring back?" One of the senior monks asked. At his question Master Fung let loose tears from his eyes as he showed what he had in his arms. Namely, the dead form of Dojo Konojo Cho with two burnt holes in his body.
"It seems the intruder truly left with what he wanted, the life of a dear friend." Omi's face filled with grief, anguish, and shame at the death of Dojo and the fact that he caused his death.
"Omi, that puzzle box was a prison for a Heylin apprentice called Disciple, a fallen xiaolin monk 1500 years ago who was corrupted by the Heylin Witch Wuya who became her student. He was once a student of Grand Master Dashi and in the final fight for the fate of the world he sealed both Wuya and the Disciple into two simple wooden puzzle boxes. Wuya's box was hidden away in the world while Disciple's was left here in the temple to be guarded. It is not your fault for the tragedy which has occurred today as it was our fault as we should have properly guarded that box."
At that last statement his eyes swept over the present senior monks who all felt a shiver go up their spine and gulped. They silently prayed for the one whose turn it was today to clean and guard the storehouse as Master Fung would show no mercy for the failure in their duty as it resulted in the death of one of their own and the release of a great evil.
*sigh* "There is one more thing to be addressed, Omi, tomorrow you will have new monks in training joining us, you shall be training together."
"Yes Master Fung" Omi said without much emotion as he was still in shock about what he had done despite the Master's words.
*end flashback*
It has been about 5 months since that day and Omi met his fellow monks in training. There was Raimundo the rebellious Brazillian, Clay the stout Texan, and Kimiko the fiery Japanese. Their first meeting did not go quite well as Omi was still depressed about the events of the day before and he quickly explained just what happened by the end of the day at Master Fung's urging.
The three try their best to cheer up their little fellow monk in training and over the course of the first couple weeks they managed to get him back to his old self. He promised that he would never join the forces of Evil and would become strong enough to avenge Dojo.
The four monks were informed about the Shen Gong Wu's by Master Fung and how Dojo was the only one who knew where they were hidden as he was the one who hid them all. So with his death they could not find them before the forces of Evil. All they could do was train and master their own elemental abilities and Xiaolin magic to prepare for the time when Evil would step out from the shadows and assault the temple to finish them off.
To the temple's surprise even though Dashi's field against Evil rapidly weakened no forces assaulted the temple and the monks trained ever harder while constantly alert for an attack. Then, on the fifth month their worst fears were realized. All the monks awoke as they felt the presence of great Evil emerge on the planet, Master Fung instantly realized that Wuya had returned once more.
The monks quickly roused and gathered to strengthen the temple's defenses in any way possible. They armed themselves with weapons, their magics, their elemental strength, and waited. and waited and waited. Weeks passed with no sign of Wuya approaching to destroy them all despite their lack of talismans and her presence quickly disappeared soon after it was unleashed that day.
The monks were all very confused and wondered what was going on as this was not normal by their standards. They should have all been engaged in a life or death battle by now.
The monks gradually relaxed as the months passed with no signs of Wuya dominating the world and no signs of the thousand years of darkness approaching. They all figured that Wuya wa somehow defeated by some unknown hero.
Two and a half years passed before Kimiko revealed the news about what truly happened to Wuya.
"Hey guys! Come quick and look at this! This person is named Wuya and she apparently owns most of the world and is the leader of one of the strongest countries in the world!"
All of the monks quickly gathered in the main temple where Kimiko had set up a large television that she had in her room. On the screen was a face that Master Fung recognized from his studies.
"Truly that is Wuya the Heylin witch, but why are the people allowing her to rule the country?"
Kimiko quickly found the answer as she looked it up on Google on her laptop.
"It seems like its because she owns most of the companies and shops in the world and is making things better for everyone. All of her businesses sell cheaper than their competitors and give better pay and benefits to all of their workers and even help them with everything in their lives like housing and debt repayment. Everyone loves her for her generosity as she even does charity work and has helped the continent of Africa come out of being a third world continent and lowered the amount of warlords there."
"But that makes no sense, isn't Wuya like the super evil bad guy? Why would she go around doing good stuff?" Asked the confused Raimundo.
"I do not know, but I do know that whatever Wuya is planning it cannot be good for the world. We must stop her before she can achieve her goals." Master Fung stated.
"But how? Wuya is legally the president of the United States and has committed no crimes, in fact she has done nothing BUT good. Who would believe us if we told them that she was a some kind of evil immortal witch who wanted to rule the world?" Kimiko asked.
At that statement everyone grew quiet and contemplated their options.
"I think, that we should do nothing, wait! Hear me out, we have no proof that Wuya is evil and we have no way to actually beat her since we have no Shen Gong Wu. Also, if we start a fight before people realize that she is bad then they will think we are the bad guys for fighting with their leader." Raimundo explained.
"So what we need to do is train, prepare, and wait till Wuya reveals her true nature. Then, we can fight her, Master Fung could we learn to make Shengong Wu?"
Master Fung looked with approving eyes at the young trainee dragon of the wind.
"Yes, Raimundo, eventually you all can learn to make Shengong Wu as long as you study hard the art of Xiaolin magic. I agree with your plan, all we can do is train and wait for the true nature of Wuya to be revealed and be ready to fight."
"Alright, we got a plan people let's get training!"
*Timeskip 9 1/2 years later*
The years passed by in a flash as the monks trained as hard as they could. They quickly reached the level of Xiaolin Dragon in seven years of constant hard training. At that point they learned how to make their own Shengong Wu and made their own personalized elemental weapons and mastered their elemental powers. If normal people were to witness their powers during training they would have assumed those people were demigods or some kind of elemental being.
However, for where all the progress they made was amazing, the other goal of theirs failed to materialize. Wuya relatively quickly gained more power as more and more nations joined her country as they witnessed her country's prosperity and the pressure coming from both within and without from their own people. As more and more joined Wuya's rule and become more prosperous even more joined in order to gain the same benefits. Eventually, everyone was part of Wuya's world empire with everyone with a say in the government replaced by those loyal to Wuya. Life became better for everyone under Wuya's rule, free medical for everyone, decent jobs for everyone, manual labor replaced by robots, bureaucracy streamlined and expedited by robot workers allowing for a very efficient administration. Wuya had the complete support of the world at that point and none would gainsay her rule and with subtle prodding by her second in command Disciple, the people all agreed that Wuya should be publicly declared the ruler of the world.
So Wuya went from president to legally the Empress of the world and life was good under her. Meanwhile, the monks suffered from depression and doubt as it seemed that Wuya truly was doing good and was not doing anything evil. Crime was dropping (not actually Disciple merely made sure they were more discreet), people were happier, life was better, and everything was good.
In the end, the monks could do nothing with their powers that they trained and gained. They had the skills, the Shengong Wu's, the cause, but they simply did not have the reason to attack Wuya. She has done nothing but good for the world and to attack her would be to have their faction destroyed by the angry people of the world. So, all they could do was sit and watch in silence and sadness as one of the greatest forces of evil took over the world without opposition and with the willing happy support of the world behind her.
The one common thought running through all their minds was 'What do we do? What can we do?'
No answer was forthcoming, as the years passed Disciple disappeared, which caused Omi to feel some relief, and the temple slowly faded from memory and the members died from old age as any attempts to recruit new blood was prevented by Wuya who never truly did not keep an eye on her hated enemies.
In the future, the world has only ever known the rule of the benevolent God Empress Wuya and the Xiaolin monks went extinct as no new member was ever recruited. Wuya made sure to have all their knowledge purged and removed from existence thoroughly personally. Evil had triumphed over Good forever and all it took was the use of the greatest tool of Evil known to man. Money.
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an:................mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, well I wasn't planning on coming back to this world anyway I guess.
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