Xiaolin Showdown Porn Story: A Whole Lot of Nothing Chapter 21

So I finally decided to bring this story back from the grave after losing focus with my other stories. Really though, I can’t seem to work on multiple stories at once with high school in my way, so I’ve decided to just post erratically in everything I have and hope that at some point, it evens out. Without further ado, here’s the fic.Clay’s POV

To the east, I heard a huge crash followed by the screech of a flock of birds fleeing their nests. That can’t be good. It took me a second to remember that that was where Matt and Omi were searching. Sprinting over to Chris, I grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him.

“I reckon there’s a bit of a tussle goin on over there,” I told him. “Go with Dojo and tell Rai and Kim. I’m going to try and see what’s happening.” I took a step over to the mouth of the clearing but found my progress suddenly halted.

“Oh no you don’t!,” he snarled. My sleeve nearly ripped off in his grip. “I’m not letting you go in there alone. How do I know you’re not just trying to get to Matt? Plus if you die, it’s on my head.”

“Well if Matt dies, then what then?!,” I growled back. “As far as I’m concerned you’d only slow me down in a fight, and I can’t be covering your ass the entire time! This is what we train to do, so don’t underestimate us.”

“Then don’t underestimate your opponents, Clay! I can’t say I know how to fight or your freaky element shit, but what I do know is that you never charge into anything without a little bit of insurance,” he spat. There was some merit in what he said, but most of it was lost in the fact that he was slowing me down right now.

Dojo writhed beneath us. “Hey, don’t I get a say in this?”

We both glared at him and he promptly curled up into a ball behind Chris.

“I don’t have time for this!,” I groaned as I took off into the dense forest.

“Clay!,” I heard Chris call behind me. “Clay, get back here!”

Chris’s POV

“Goddamned Texans! They’re so stubborn!,” I yelled. Dojo and I were left here alone, fumbling around trying to think of something to do. “Should we just go get Raimundo and Kimiko? I’m sure they’d know something was up already.”

Dojo slithered next to him. “I’m not so sure. The way things are going between the dragons, I can’t really say any of them are in their right minds…” He paused for a second. “Except for Omi. He’s about as right in the head as he’s ever going to be, so I can’t complain.”

“Well, we’ve gotta do something,” I mumbled. For a moment, I stared off into the trees. Should we follow Clay, or go find Raimundo and Kimiko?

Dojo winded in front of him. “I know that look, Kid. I’ve seen it before, and to tell you the truth, it’s probably not that great of an idea.”

“I didn’t even say anything!,” I snapped. After a second’s pause, though, I turned back to him. “Let’s go follow Clay.”

“I knew it! I knew it!,” Dojo groaned while he threw his little green arms into the air. “Master Fung sent me another crazy one!” However, he didn’t even bother arguing, so after the couple seconds it took to transform, Chris was on his way to get Clay and kick his ass.

Matt’s POV

“So nice to see you again, young monk,” Chase smirked. “It’s such a pleasant surprise, especially considering we’ll be able to talk uninterrupted.” Gestured down into the crater he’d just created where Omi was battling at least five or six of his warriors.

When I saw one of them land a clean hit on Omi, I nearly dashed down there myself, only to be headed off by Chase.

“And where do we think we’re going?,” Chase chuckled. “I think you and I have some business to attend to. Let Omi have his fun.”

I glared at him with a look of pure hatred. “Chase, I swear to you, if anything happens to Omi, I’ll-“

“You’ll what?,” he growled smugly. “Do you honestly think you can defeat me by yourself?” I fumbled with the Shen Gong Wu I’d been given. In my arsenal were the Yin-Yang Yo-Yo and the Staff of Jupiter. The Yo-Yo would help eliminate the advantage of Chase’s speed, but I was fairly certain I could hold my own with the staff.

He seemed to read my mind. “And don’t think your little toys will help,” he said cooly. “The difference between toys and true power is that the toys can be broken.” He suddenly balled his hands into fists and charged me.

In the split second it took him to clear the distance between us, I was already in the Yin-Yang World and back. After a moment of racing through the disorienting colors, I appeared behind him on the branch of a tree.

“You’ll have to do much better than that if you want any hope of winning!,” he snarled as he lunged for me. I put the Yo-Yo onto my belt and set myself with the staff. However, I was just a tad too slow, and he had a kick aimed at me while I was half-way unguarded. I managed to block the kick, but he took advantage of the weakness of my hold on the staff to play it in a circle and wrench it from my hands.

My heart dropped the moment I saw it falling to the crater in the earth. At least Omi might be able to use it. My thoughts were put on hold when Chase pushed me off the branch with a thrust of his hand. The battle wouldn’t wait for us to reach the ground, so he darted down from above to try and drive me down to the ground. However, I let my robe catch the air to slow my descent, and he overshot me by a meter.

Not to be out-done, Chase grabbed a tree branch within a second of reaching the tree and leaped to get at me again. This time, I sprawled out for a split second to put in position to intercept his blow. When he connected, I had an iron grip on his ankle. Wasting no time, I positioned him under me and kicked with all my might. That small burst of strength was enough to send Chase hurtling down to the ground impossibly fast and counter my fall at the same time. I grabbed onto a tree branch and hopped down ten feet to the ground.

Even with Chases reflexes, there was no way to cushion your fall from such a great speed, or so I thought. Within seconds, Chase emerged from the smaller crater as if nothing had happened.

“Excellent,” he chuckled. “We seem to be getting stronger. I really am impressed, Matthew. You and I could rule the world in a matter of days, if you so wish.”

I snarled back at him as he took a step towards me. “Too bad for you I don’t. I’ll never join you, Chase, and that’s just something you’ll have to accept.”

His eyes narrowed as he threw his head back in laughter. “Never may be coming sooner than you think.” He took a quick glance to the side. “Ah, it looks as though we have company.”

Right on cue, in trudged Clay, who stopped before us panting.

“Clay!,” I yelped. “What’re you doing? Where’s Chris?”

Chase took that distraction as an opportunity to lunge at me. I felt him get a hold of my hips, but after a moment of struggle, I weaseled my way out of his grip and flipped back towards where Clay stood.

Clay seemed to be ignoring me now; he was too busy glaring at Chase to answer my questions.

“Drawn like a moth to the flame,” Chase said. Though he looked and sounded relaxed, his “You two are just inseparable, aren’t you?” He studied Clay’s face and seemed to find something there. “Or is this ‘Chris’ person getting in your way, Clay? You monks always make things so complicated. Just eliminate this Chris and you’d have Matt all to yourself.”

I couldn’t seem to move as I waited for Clay’s response. “I reckon that’s the way you think about it,” he said in his slow souther drawl. “But the way I figure, Matt’d be too mad at me if anything happened to Chris.”

“True, true,” Chase chuckled. “But you should’ve taken your chances, because your days with Matt are numbered.”

“Chris isn’t taking Matt anywhere!,” Clay growled as he stepped over to me. I could feel the protectiveness billowing off of him as he set himself between us.

“Who said anything about Chris?,” Chase asked nonchalantly. “I’m saying that Matt will be leaving, but of his own accord.”

Clay couldn’t take it anymore. With a deft kick to the ground, he sent a huge ripple of earth at Chase, who easily dodged it. However, Clay anitcipated that, and sent a slab of earth hurtling towards him mid-air. Chase couldn’t find any foothold in the free air, so the hit connected. He and the sheet of earth fell to the ground with a huge crash, and there was a great cloud of dust coming from the location of impact. Slowly though, I could make out the silhouette of a crouched figure as the wind picked up. After the great roar of some unearthly beast, I was met with a piercing glare from Chase’s giant lizard form.

“Foolish monk,” Chase cackled. “I’ve endured more in my sleep!”

Clay growled as he sent a similar attack to Chase, which was easily avoided.

“Well, looks like you’ll have a little more help now, since reinforcements seem to have arrived,” said Chase.

“Matt! Clay!,” Chris yelled as he and Dojo touched down between us and Chase.

“Chris!,” I yelled. My veins went ice cold as I saw him walking straight into the battle. “What’re you doing?! Get out of here!”

Chase looked onto the argument semi-amused. “So this is Chris? A rather poor specimen,” Chase commented. “I was really hoping you’d do better. I think you traded down with this one.” He gave a quick glance to Chris and Clay and I blushed.

“Holy shit!,” Chris screamed. “What is that thing?”

“Chris, get back!,” I yelled at him. “Dojo, get him back!”

I saw Chase tense up to lunge, and I reacted almost on pure instinct when I whipped out the yo-yo on my belt. I ran frantically through the yin-yang world as the portal reopened. Hopefully I could make it in time.

Clay’s POV

I saw Matt reappear after a split-second and the momentum carried him through to knock Chris out of the way of Chase’s attack. I was over there in less time than it took to get my boots, and I crouched next to Matt should he need protection.

“Hey, bud. You okay there?,” I cooed soothingly to him as he kneeled there on the ground.

For some reason, I felt as if there was something off. “You okay?,” I repeated as I tried to look down at him. His eyes were glazed over and there seemed to be an intensity in his face that I’d never seen before.

Chase cackled again as he returned to his humanoid form. “You don’t get it, do you Clay?,” he jeered. “Give it a moment. I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

Chris recovered from his dazed state and refocused on the situation at hand. “Wh-what just happened?”

“Well, Chris, why don’t you take a look for yourself?,” Chase suggested with a slight moiton to Matt.

“Matt! Matt!,” I yelled as I shook him. He didn’t seem to want to budge, as if he was frozen to the ground. “What in tarnation’s wrong with you?”

Chris started to get worried to. “Clay, what happened?”

My answer was cut off as Matt rose to his feet. His bangs hid his face in a mask of shadow that prevailed even in this sunlight. Then I saw it.

“No,” I whispered. “No, not this. Son of a bitch! NO!” I grabbed his belt and pulled him closer to glare into his face as if I could find a way to would undo what had been done.

Chase knew I finally understood and he laughed as if it were all some hilarious joke to him. Chris turned at me worriedly and from the look on his face, I could tell that I’d gone pale.

Matt looked up to me with blood-shot eyes and smirked a malevolent smile. “Yes.” Those eyes weren’t the same chocolate brown I remembered. Somehow, the irises had turned a deep crimson, and his pupils were now dilated all the way, giving his face an almost feral look.

My heart beat faster like a crazy metronome as he lifted his hand up to me. The adrenaline had hit my nerves so hard that I couldn’t even bear to stand still, yet the look on Matt’s face froze me there like a statue. He circled around me and with his open palm, he sent a powerful jolt of electricity into my back, knocking Chris and me at least twenty feet through the air. All I felt his belt still in my hand, and I looked to see the white yo-yo still hooked onto it.

“Maybe you should consider using this next time,” Chase smirked as he threw the corresponding black one over to the ground in front of where I lay in a heap. I knew exactly what happened then. That moment he was wrestling with Matt, he never intended to hurt him. In fact, he just let him go because…

“NO!,” I cried out as I saw Matt and Chase bound away. They were followed by a band of five warriors who appeared out of some hole in the ground.

As my eyes closed, I felt the cuts and bruises sing out in agony. The small burns on my back were nothing compared to pain of this loss.

Through all of it, the only sensation greater than the pain was the taste of blood and tears.

I finished this just now, and I think I’m going to post it! I should probably check for spelling and whatnot, but I think it’s good enough.