Hey there, my fellow writers and readers! :) Well, here's a new JCA oneshot I cooked up one day, as I wanted to write something different for a change. It takes place after the Season 4 episode The Masks of the Shadowkhan (which, in my opinion, is an excellent episode, as well as very intriguing).

Disclaimer: Genius John Rogers owns Jackie Chan Adventures. I own the fanfics I cook up from time to time.


Reflections On the Past

I'm getting out of this high-rise penthouse suite
Where we pretend life's rosy and sweet
I'm going back to the folks that I used to know
Where everyone is what they seem to be

And these high-class friends that you like to hang around
When they look my way they're always looking down
I'm tired of spending every dime I make
To finance this way of life I've learned to hate

I'm going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living's really got me down
I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers
And who buy their coffee beans already ground
You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine

You say the grass is greener on the other side
From where I stand I can't see grass at all
And the concrete and the steel won't change the way you feel
It takes more than caviar to have a ball

I'm going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living's really got me down
I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers
And who buy their coffee beans already ground
You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine

You think it's disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine
~Randy Travis, Better Class of Losers

Jade Chan sat at her desk in her room. Her golden-brown eyes were fixed on a pencil lying there in front of her as she tapped her fingers on the desk. The pencil was long, yellow and had a sharp point.

Of course, she was alone in the shop, as Tohru, Jackie and Uncle were out for the day. But she didn't mind; after what seemed like months of exasperating persuasion, her uncle Jackie had finally gotten the point that Jade could take care of herself – and at the age of eleven, too!

Of course, Uncle had also gotten the hint when he said, "Jade can take care of herself. And she's been doing quite well at it too."

Then a smile crept up Jade's face as she remembered all her adventures.

Her favorite adventure, if she had to pick just one, would be, according to her, the time when she got that tattoo of an evil symbol on her leg and was transformed into the (as Tarakudo put it a few hours ago) "former Queen of the Shadowkhan".

I'm glad that's over! she thought.

It was true. As much as she liked being a ruler over those shadow ninjas, it just wasn't the same as being normal.

Moreover, she also knew that Jackie had had a point when he asked her, "If Shendu is your friend, why is he stealing your book?"

She then remembered that real, true friends don't steal from each other. That was all it took…

**Flashback**

"Hisss! Traitor!" Jade snarled. Shendu took off for the elevator, growling.

"After him!"

The Shadowkhan took off to do just that.

Jade then looked down and sucked in her breath in horror upon seeing her tattoo disappearing slowly.

Then, her voice and skin turning back to normal, she called out "NOOOOO!" while hovering in the air before landing on the floor.

Shendu then turned and called out "No!" at the exact same moment. This stopped the Shadowkhan just as they were about to pounce on him and take the archive back. Then they paused, waiting for an order. Shendu couldn't believe it at first.

Then, he smiled. "Destroy Chan!" he hissed.

They then turned around and went back the way they came. But Jade, whose eyes were still red, quickly called out one last order as Shadowkhan Queen to them.

"No! Destroy…the book!" she said.

Shendu turned and gasped in horror. A lone ninja leaped up, stayed in mid-air, pulled out an explosive in a small test tube-shaped bottle and threw it at the book. The archive disappeared into thin air as it was hit.

"No!" Shendu yelled as he looked down in horror and shock at his hands where the archive had been only a few moments before.

In a way, she had won a battle or passed a test of some kind. Jade smiled at the memory. She had somehow knew the demon archive was evil. She had just kept it a secret.

Jade rubbed her head as she rose to her feet. Her eyes were now back to their normal golden-brown color, and her skin had lost the blue color as well.

"I have a weird feeling I…did something bad."

Jade's tone of voice, as well as her eyes, filled with regret and sadness.

Jackie replied, "If you mean getting a tattoo when I told you not to, yes, you did. But if you mean destroying the demon archive…"

He looked at Uncle, who nodded, and then turned back to Jade.

"…we can live with that."

He was smiling as he spoke the last few words.

**End of Flashback**

Jade's smile grew wider as, suddenly feeling inspired, she then began to write in her journal about her favorite adventure.

Yeah, being a Queen of those Shadowkhan ninjas was pretty fun. It was too bad, though, that she couldn't be the Shadowkhan Queen without all the drama and the evil that, in her view, always had to happen first.

However, being normal and going on adventures was much better. For one thing, she got to see all sorts of great places and see so many interesting things. Plus, it seemed that missions were always happening at Section 13. All sorts of cool stuff to look at and find out, as well as mysteries and problems to solve.

And in her mind, it was simply fantastic, as well as very awesome, too.

The clock struck midnight
And through my sleeping
I heard a tapping at my door
I looked but nothing lay in the darkness
And so I turned inside once more

To my amazement
There stood a raven
Whose shadow hung above my door
Then through the silence
It spoke the one word
That I shall hear for evermore

Nevermore!

Thus quoth the raven, nevermore

And still the raven remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him
No prayer remove him
And I must hear for evermore

Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven, nevermore
Quoth the raven, nevermore
Thus quoth the raven, nevermore

Nevermore nevermore nevermore never
Nevermore nevermore nevermore never
Nevermore nevermore nevermore never

Nevermore nevermore nevermore never
Nevermore nevermore nevermore never

Nevermore nevermore

Nevermore…!

-Alan Parsons Project, The Raven


~Finis