Red Daffodils

(I do not own Xiaolin Showdown or any cartoons in this, they belong to their respectful owners. I only own this story, OCs and cover.)
Jack Spicer died.
It had happened at a Showdown, for the Xin de kaishi. A Shen Gong Wu that looked almost exactly like a daffodil. The Wu had been hidden in a flower field, surrounded by so many real daffodils. It started out fine, normal. Then, things got ugly. Jack had given up not too long ago, but went with everything out of habit. The partial albino was done with the war, and all the abuse that came with it. Too bad he decided this way too late.
Jack Spicer died in the war for the Wu, not even twenty-one yet.
He died. A bloody and painful one at that.
So, why was he waking back up?
Jack died, but because of the Wu, he had been sent back to the start. The Wu had somehow sent him back into the past.
But the thing was; Jack didn't want to be alive. He would have rather death then waking back up. His life was a mess before; he was essentially abused by everyone, had no friends to call his own, he failed too much to be of use to anyone, and he would bet all his money that no one cried at his funeral - if there even was one for him. Wouldn't shock him if his parents decided to just throw him in a ditch.
So why was it that he had been sent back? Why does it seem like no matter what, he can't escape the world of magic?
Jack Spicer died, and would rather have stayed dead.
Maybe....
Maybe if he doesn't try this time, everything would work out better?
It might even kill him faster then it did the first time when he stopped trying if he is lucky enough.
Too bad for Jack, he never thought that the smallest of changes could make the hugest of differences. Who says that the Wu are the only magical items that are fought over or are important?
Who says there is only one war?