Here's it is, before the Titans but after Mod.
--------------------------
A new battle had broken out in the pursuit of a newly awakened Wu, the <a href='http://xiaolinshowdown.wikia.com/wiki/Pearl_of_LiBai' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Pearl of Li-bai</a>, a four-way brawl trying to get to the Wu between Hannibal Bean, Wuya with Katnappe and Chase (Although, he was really just observing), Jack and his grandfather (Accompanied by their new, royal guard shaped Union-Jack-Bots) and the monks. A normal battle until...
"Kuzusu Atom!"
A yell suddenly ended with a flash as battle ceased, everyone looking at the scorched patch of earth the vaporizing wu had hit...
Where the young Dragon of Water had just been standing.
"O-Omi," Kimoko choked out, tears falling.
"'E, 'e blasted the cheese-ball!" Forgetting fear, Jack prepared to dash at the evil legume, but was stopped by his grandfather's cane.
"Hold on, Jackie," Mod said, seeing Wuya drop to her knees, "Something's not right 'ere." He also saw Chase approach from behind the other dragons.
Kimiko had broken down, even the blonde she had just been fighting felt struck by the bald monks death, placing a comforting hand on her rival's shoulder.
Dojo was staring blankly, but Raimundo and Clay were seeing red. Before they could attack, though, they were stopped by a hand on each of their shoulders.
Raimundo looked back to see Chase Young, activating the Crest of the Condor, "That bean is going down, Chase, and you're not standing in our way."
Clay did the same with the Longhorn Taurus, "You'd best mosey."
Chase narrowed his eyes, "As much as I'd like to see you attempt revenge for my fallen apprentice," He paused for a moment, he could feel the power struggling against the binds he'd placed, the raging flames seeking freedom and vengence, "This is no longer your fight, nor mine."
"Well," drawled Hannibal Roy Bean, "One down, just three more do go," he said, readying the weapon towards the other monks.
"Y-you killed him." A voice drew his eyes towards Wuya, tears streaming down her face, "Not that brainless Raimundo, not that redneck excuse for an earth dragon, not that video game obsessed tart, but you killed..." she trailed off, her expression twisting to pure rage as an aura of flames grew around her. Not her normal emerald flames, but dark red, close to blood crimson.
Chase saw this and nodded, "It is time."
"W-what's going on?" Raimundo had to ask, he'd never seen Wuya like this.
Chase released the two and put his hands together, Release!
With that, there was an explosion of energy and heat that almost knocked Chase off his feet as Wuya stood in the middle of a pillar of fire, getting looks of awe from everyone else, and fear from Hannibal Bean.
"You killed him! You took my treasure! YOU KILLED MY BABY!" The witch screamed, sending a stream of flame at the bean, who barely managed to dodge, "I'LL KILL YOU!"
Hannibal Roy Bean was no fool, he knew he couldn't beat Wuya now. Even back before she was sealed, he had been wary of her, but as she stood now with whatever nonsense she was spouting.
"Ying-Ying," Hannibal called for his bird, who answered with a falcon screech as it approached-
*CRUNCH*
Hannibal couldn't believe his eyes, that cowardly dragon had just snapped his jaws shut around Ying-Ying, it's head still sticking out as it's neck was broken by Dojo's teeth. Seeing a red light growing in the dragon's maw, Hannibal barely dodged out of the way of a fireball that consumed the bird's remains. As Hannibal recovered, he saw Wuya, cloaked in flames, quickly approaching as Dojo loosed an inhuman roar and fired another ball of fire as Wuya did the same. Reaching out, he found the reversing mirror, which had apparently been dropped by someone in battle, and brought it forth to try and block the two attacks. The force of the flames pushed him back some, but the attack was reflected at Wuya, who was buffeted back.
Dashing in, Dojo caught her as she landed on his head, sliding down the dragon's back just before his tail whipped her back towards Hannibal, who had managed to get back to his Armor and the Wu that was on it.
"Two-Ton Tunic!" the bean called out as the wu fitted over his mechanical armor. Wuya began a physical assault as clouds gathered overhead. Hannibal was skilled, but was still hard-pressed to defend himself against the witches berserk attack. One punch, however, slipped in his guard and did the impossible. Hannibal managed to knock her away, but the damage was done...
There, right in the middle, was a very large dent in the supposedly invincible Two-Ton Tunic.
Wuya flipped back, landing in stance on Dojo's head as he growled, baring down on the bean. Never had either one looked so intimidating, especially as thunder began to crackle overhead.
"Whoa," Clay looked on in awe.
"Is that really Dojo?" Raimundo asked, unsure if this was really happening.
"Dojo is and has always been a dragon," Chase stated calmly, "And dragons are very dangerous when truly angered."
Dojo and Wuya quickly resumed their attack, pushing Hannibal to his limits as he fought, no longer for some mystic trinket, but for his very life. Again, he barley managed to knock Wuya back, but this time Dojo caught her in his mouth.
Chase raised an eyebrow, This attack... He turned to Kimiko, who wathed in awe with tear stained cheeks "Pay attention, for this is the fearsome power of a true Xiaolin Dragon of Fire."
Moments passed before flames shot forth from Dojo's maw, a stream of fire taking the form of a great dragon staring down the armored bean, who turned to run and-
"Tangle-web comb!"
Hannibal looked shocked as he was stopped, by Katnappe!
"Wha-" He barely formed a syllable before the fiery dragon was on him. Wuya's voice echoed across the battlefield.
"DIE!"
A pillar of fire erupted, engulfing the beast and the bean in heat that, even several dozen yards away, the others could feel, and even be slightly burned by.
It was minutes before the flaming pillar died down to reveal Wuya standing on a burned, melted slab of metal. Thunder roared as rain began to fall, hissing into steam as it it the red-hot remains of the evil bean and his armor.
The others on the field watched as, slowly and head held low, Wuya walked towards the remains of the Water Dragon Warrior. She fell to her knees at the charred earth, the rain hiding her tears, but not the sobs racking her body.
The other in attendance could only watch as Dojo, down to a more manageable size, slithered forward to comfort the grieving woman.
"What's going on here?" Katnappe asked. While was sorry about what happened to the cueball, she was actually starting to like the kid, she'd never expect it to bring the most feared evil witch to tears.
"In'it obvious, ya knobs!" They saw Jack approaching with an angry but solemn look on his face, but was stopped by his equally solemn grandfather.
"Now, Jackie, don't raise a scene. A mother just lost her son, right Young?"
Chase only gave a brief nod as he watched his old friend mourn her son, a son who didn't even know he had a family.
"H-her," Kimiko choked out, "Omi was Wuya and Grand Master Dashi's son?"
Chase didn't move his gaze from Wuya, "Before Wuya united them, the Heylin had no concept aiding their own. I found that there was one who stole the children of strong warriors and attempted to use dangerous and unstable magics to control time. He planned to train them to be his own army, to carry out years of training in just a few days, but he failed. He died, leaving few writing of his plans and the magics therein, and the unstable magics of time scattered the children across time. Among them was a child of two of my dearest friends." Whether it was the rain or tears on his face, only Chase would know.
Dojo Kanojo Cho stood next to his old friend as she wept for the second loss of her son, until he caught sight of someting in the burned grass on the edge of the blast zone, something small and blue.
"Wuya." She could barely bring her self to look where the dragon was pointing, but she saw it. A shaky hope formed in her heart as she carefully crouched down and brushed the grass aside, seeing something small and blue with a glimmer of gold.
It was a very, very small...OMI! In his showdown armor and holding a single Chopstick! he must have shrunk and the other was caught in the blast!
Wuya managed to carefully grab the small stick, Please work, please work, please work, "Changing Chopstick!"
A moment passed with held breath before Omi finally began to return to normal size. Quickly, Wuya moved his facemask to check his pulse, praying to every deity she knew of...
*bump...bump*
For the first time since she gave birth, Wuya wept in joy.
"He's Alive!"
-----------
I'll either continue tomorrow or someone else can finish it. whichever.