Disclaimers/Authors Notes: Well, back again. This time I have tackled the JCA fandom. Why do I feel so scared now? Anyway, this is a Jade/Hsi Wu pairing. If you hate this, then bugger off! I’m only sharing my perrty demon with everyone and might want him back when I’m done ;)

Anyway, a few artworks I have done will be linked to the fic so everyone can see em.

One more thing: I dun’t own JCA or any of the characters therein. I’m merely using them for my own sinister purposes. Anything or anyone NOT from JCA is © me, just in case you want to know (heh, yeah whatever). Ahem, Inspo from Souls Between the Walls, Legend in Love and BF 4 Her (Except for the fact the autor mixed Toa, Sinto and other Asian mythos with Christanity… errm….Baaaad. Demons have been around longer than westeren religions have. With the exception of Egypt), Legends of the Five Rings, The Plum Rain Scroll and Inu-yasha with a little Firebringer mixed in. Have fun and review, all flames will be fed to Shendu after we get back from our vacation to the Underdark, have fun!

Spring in the Old realms was a time of birth, of the celebrated joy of watching ones child hatch or be born months, weeks after it’s parents had performed the act of union that bonded them together.

The ancient kami settled down within the depth of the huge cave. His blue scaled sides heaving and shrinking with each breath he took. His golden eyes where hooded in an attempt to lull himself into sleep, trying to ignore the sound of his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren greet their pups with gentle trilling and purrs. The dragon kami himself had long ago lost his mate and had never tried to find another, it wasn’t worth it. He rubbed his antlers lazily along the side of the cave. His huge body (nearly 250 feet long), almost filled the whole cave, the cool rock calmed his feverish body. The winter had not been kind, just because you were close to a god didn’t mean that you didn’t die. You faded away, and his time was fast approaching.

He was nearly asleep when he caught the sounds of footsteps, claws click-clicking on the smooth stone floor, coming his way. The old kami sensed that this visitor was not human, as the worshipers that had once come here to offer gifts and food- not that he needed to eat very often, once or twice a decade maybe, but the gift had always been taken graciously by both he and his wife and returned the favour with blessings and good luck- but this visitor was not one of those, this was a demon.

The kami rose slowly, lifting half his huge body off the caverns base and waited, his coils slowly moved to arrange themselves into a place both comfortable for him and his soon-to-be guest. The footsteps slowly came to a halt, and the kami stared down at the small figure standing at the entrance.

The demon was seven or eight feet tall, his head as rounded with a wide mouth that nearly stretched ear to pointy ear. The chest of the demon was wide and the skin tight as parchment around the bones; the ribs could almost be seen. The waist was non existent, it seemed as if he had no stomach. The bones of the hips could clearly be seen despite the dark sash around his waist, (and it was male) and the reptilian tail lashed from side to side in agitation. The demons head was crowed by three long bony horns, there was no nose between the glowing red eyes which sat beneath narrow thick eyebrows, a small goatee graced his chin. From his back, strong wings (not bat-form, but seemingly prehistoric instead) grew and were now opening and closing slightly.

The demon was nervous.

The kami nearly chuckled, but consented to smiling only. His long mustachios floated as he exhaled and he rose one paw to stroke his beard in thought.

“Come in little one.” His voice was like the tolling of a brass bell, deep and oddly soothing.

The demon crept forward slowly, body language unmistakably submissive, before coming to a halt at the foot of the dragon kami’s massive body.

“Sit up on my tail, little demon, and tell me why you came.” His gentle voice rumbled.

The dark skinned demon spread his wings and beat them slowly, raising up and settling on the kami’s tail, sitting slightly behind the thick mane of hair. Staring up into the dragon god’s golden eyes, the demon coughed and spoke suddenly.

“My name is Hsi Wu,” The kami nodded, he knew of the Sky demon, “I have come to dema-ask-beg a boon from you.” The Sky demon’s voice was harsh and raspy, his intense stare would have unsettled anyone less than whom he faced now, but the dragon was used to this.

“What kind of boon?” The kami’s voice was tinged with humour, a demon requesting a boon? In such a humble way? It wasn’t something you heard everyday.

Hsi Wu frowned and struggled to place the want into words. “I wish, great kami, I wish to be as powerful as my siblings, stronger! I want to have more power over my realm! More control!” his voice laced with hunger, a terrible hunger.

The kami stood still and silent, as if he had turned to stone. The only proof that he was real was the whiskers that floated on his fragrant breath; moving and bobbing as he inhaled or exhaled. The Sky demon shifted uneasily.

The kami raised one hand slowly, the demon flinched as if waiting for the blow to fall and crush him, and spoke in a soft tone.

“You ask a great deal, young one. For you to be more powerful than your brothers and sisters I will not do, but I can make you their equal. You have risked much coming to me, and in return I will grant you your desire. But you will one day have to make a sacrifice in return for this power.”

“I will do anything!” Hsi Wu’s eyes glowed like hot coals as he spoke.

The kami smiled, demons had little scruples and less morals. But this one had another want in his dark heart, and this might be the key that would teach him some new emotions.

“Will you? I wonder..” He murmured softly, then nodded. “You will be able to take on your new form when you assert your power or consciously want to shift into it, otherwise you will remain in this body.”

The Sky demon nodded eagerly, clawed fingers running over one another in a gesture of greed.

“Since you asked.” The dragon god slowly uncurled and allowed the demon the slide off. He rose up, rearing to his hind legs, spreading his fore ones and moving his slim digits as he began to chant, calling up and summoning.

Hsi Wu watched, his body tense with anticipation. The dragon was near to completing the spell when a dull ach grew in the middle of the demon’s back. The ache began to increase until the pain was blinding. He cried out, an inhuman shriek (birdlike and lizard and mammal like at once), and fell to his knees, his claws scrabbling on the stone. The pain grew from his back to his skull and then to the base of his tail. Everything was in pain, he writhed and screamed louder as his knees gave way and he collapsed to the floor. Head striking the stone and knocking him out cold.

The spell ended and the kami lowered himself to his feet again, staring down at the demon passed out on the floor. He smiled as he observed the demon’s new form, it would be that way for sometime until he got used to it and learnt to shift back and forth.

With a flick of his long fingers, a porthole opened up beneath the unconscious form on the floor and the demon slipped into it. Disappearing from the realm of the old ones.

The kami smiled. His gift would prove to be very interesting indeed, what would the results be? He could hardly wait to find out. Closing his large eyes, he envisioned the Nether realm. Opening a small porthole that would only be found by his recent visitor.

After all, any demon could accesse the Old Realm, it’s where the demons had all been born.

The kami lay down and closed his eyes, shifting himself back into a more comfortable position.

“Well, Lao-Chang? What will happen do you think?” His murmuring voice fading as he drifted into sleep. “What will this demon learn from it all, my darling wife?”

End of Chapter one.