Hidden Talent

Chapter: 05

It had been about month since Jack had received the Hogwarts invitation and at the moment was busy studying 'History of Magic' in his family's library, trying to do a little more catching-up on his studies before the new school year began.

So far his life as a wizard was turning out better then his 'normal' one; true it wasn't as exciting, but the Quidditch World-Cup his mother and him were invited to by the Malfoy's was quit interesting with the way most of the lower-class' tents and fields had getting set on fire by some Dark-wizard supporters. He was most grateful they were in First-class that had better protection and a great view of the carnage!

He and Draco had a blast watching the whole place go up in flames, he may not be evil any more but that hadn't changed his love and habit for laughing his ass-off at others misery. That much was evident in his movie collection. But unfortunately since the fire and his mother demanded he go study his school books and lean as many protection spell and charm as possible. She'd become even more protective and paranoid about his safety than ever!

It had been a couple weeks since he had gotten his new books that he needed for the school year and had started studying them, trying to catch upon the work he had missed. He'd already finished reading all the books up to year 7 and that wasn't even counting the new non-school books he'd gotten his hands on, he hoped he could perform them all when the time came and not just be stuck with just the theory. That was the only reason he failed gym in high school, he could pass if it wasn't a practical class and it wouldn't of left a black mark on his perfect grade-sheet when he graduated at 13. But thankfully no-one could doubt his genius when it came to paper-based learning!

At the moment Jack was re-reading the whole of year 4 to see if he had missed something. It had really surprised him how easy he took to magic! He understood it better then even robotics! Jack maybe crap at fighting hand to hand, but if there was one thing he could do, it was memorizing anything he read, saw or was told! Thanks to his photographic and eidetic memory he would very well become a very powerful wizard one day! Take that, Wuya!

Sighing, Jack chucked the thick book onto one of the library's tables, stretching his stiff joints as he climbed from the comfy chair he'd been lounging in. 'Reading for 6 hours at a time was really a bad idea' Jack concluded with a groan and he heard his shoulder-blades 'pop'. Groaning even louder as he checked the clock and saw how late it was. He had to be up early in the morning to get to England at a decent time tomorrow! And he had to have a bath!

Scolding himself mentally, Jack quickly sent orders to one of his Jack-bots to run a bath for him via his bot-control-watch before sprinting down to his bedroom in the basement to grab a pair of clean boxes and a towel.

Stepping into the joined bathroom with a massive Jacuzzi/Bath that any other teen would literally kill for, Jack stripped clumsily and waved-off the Jack-bot who'd run his bath before practically dive-bombing into the warm water.

"Uahhh!" he moaned happily at the feeling; nice warm baths' were perfect for sore muscles after sitting hunched over books for so long! Enjoying the feel of the water, Jack leaned back and relaxed against the side of the tub, it wasn't like he needed to wash his hair or anything since he'd had a shower that morning, but it was more to get the sweat from the long day off him for his long trip tomorrow. There's nothing worse than flying long distance while smelling of day-old sweat.

But the time to relax for the first time all day also gave the Goth time to think about things he'd rather avoid, like the two things he found wrong with his new non-evil life: it was brain-dead BORING most of the time and second... he missed Chase.

The red-head gave another long sigh, not wanting to think about the war-lord he quickly distracted himself with quickly rinsing his pale skin of soap, gazing down at the bubble filled bath-water, closing his eyes as he sunk back down in the tub. He wondered what those Xiaolin losers were up to since he stopped going to the showdowns.

"Humph! Probable hadn't noticed I stopped going or just don't care that I'm not, knowing them" he muttered, his mouth just above the water. He look at the other occupant of the bath and smile, his hand surfaced and he pocked his Gothic rubber-duck making it, instead of squeaking, laugh evilly 'Muhahahahahaha!' making the albino giggle like a school-girl in amusement "That always makes me happy" he muttered, pulling out the plug, getting out the bath and dried himself.

"Yes-Bot!" Jack called, drying his hair. Moments later the bot flow into the room, creepy smile on its 'face'.

"Yes, Jack!?" Yes-Bot asked in his ever creepy/happy way.

"I'm leaving tomorrow to go to England so go you pack my things" Jack ordered in a muffled voice as it came through the towel.

"Okay, Jackie boy! Should I pack your Heli-pack, jet-boots and your plushy?!" Yes-bot asked happily, flying up to the teen and stated to help dry the red hair.

Jack pushed the robot away, Yes-bot was always too touchy-feely, before put the towel down and shook his head "No. I'll be wearing the pack and boots, and as for my plushy, I'm gonna need it tonight and put it in my Heli-pack tomorrow" he said, walking past the bot and into his room, towards his wardrobe.

"Sure thing, sport!" the bot squealed before fleeing the room.

The little Goth yawned and pulled on some cherry-printed shorts that were so short they nearly showed the bottom of his butt-cheeks and a long, baggy night top that looked a bit like a jumper(1), then climbed into bed and cuddled up to his 'Chase' plushy which looked a lot like the really Chase but much cuter "G'night, Chase" he muttered, snuggling thither into the quilt and fell asleep.

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--Earlier that day.

"Collecting Shen-Gong-Wu isn't fun any more" Rai muttered, inspecting the new Wu lazily as they flew back to the Temple on Dojo's scaled hide "When was the last time we had a Showdown?".

"I don't know. About a month ago? Maybe..." Kimiko sighed, leaning on the smaller yellow monk, in front of her, arms crossed over his round head.

"Why isn't Jack around anymore? I'm BORED!" Rai whined, tossing the Wu to Clay in a tantrum-like manner.

"He's probably still sulking like a little kid, I say he'll be at the next Showdown, Jack-bots and all" Kimiko ensured the other teen as she spotted the temple.

If she only knew...