Today i’m really feeling like xiaolin showdown so have this Raijack idea i have ❤️🩹
They hate eachother ,but also kinda live for eachother? After the end of the series Jack starts to take being a villian more seriously. Since he notices that he has sort of fallen off in his evil performance and the monks don’t fear him at all anymore! So he lock in, and slowly actually becomes a threat to the xiaolin warriors once more.
He’s super fixated on defeating the dragons, it’s all he can think about, naturally tho he hates their stupid smug leader the most… he keeps monitoring all of his actions, analizes him. Tries his best to get inside his head so he can understand him and destroy him in the most painfull way possible. Any normal person would say he’s obsessed but to him It’s only natural to keep the track of what his „arch nemesis” is up to.
The feeling of this deep loathing is returned too, obviously all of the monks aren’t particularly fond of Jack to say the least, but he doesn’t drive anyone as nuts as Raimundo. Since Rai is the leader the responsibility to come up with all the plans on how to defeat their enemies and to figure out what said enemy could possibly be planning too is on him. Obviously then his mind is more occupied by their common rivals than the others. Ofcourse there are other threats, much bigger than Jack Spicer that he could be worrying and thinking about, like Wuya, Chase or Hannibal, but they’re not the most persistent threats. They usually stay aside, watching… they only strike ocasionally. Not Jack tho! After all he makes sure to come to all the battles he’s certain to loose! Therefore it’s only logical he’s the one Rai thinks about the most. Raimundo may not be as obsessed with Jack as Jack is with him, he doesn’t stalk him or anything, isn’t that intrested in his personal life and couldn’t be less bothered with the mind games Jack’s trying to puli off on him (failing most of the time) but he’d lie if he said he didn’t loose some sleep thinking about all the various new ways he could kick his gothic enemies ass and how fun it would be, or wondering what said enemy is doing „Is he planning right now? If so what? Or maybe he’s building a new robot! If so What kind? …Will it have lasers? … I kinda wish it would,that would be cool…” He’d think to himself when he should be long asleep. He’d also lie if he said he didn’t imagine Jacks face every time he was training, fantasizing he was the one receiving all those punches, not the air. Or that he didn’t spend a big chunk of his free time coming up with clever insults to throw at him when they’ll meet next time, so he can stand there all smug watching Jack rage, trying to come up with something insulting himself, ending up just speaking gibberish and stumbling over his own words following whatever just came out of his mouth with „wait that didn’t come out right…” ah yes their meetings, more often than not accompanied by a shen gong wu hunt and a solid fight. Meetings for which Rai was definitely more excited for than he should be. But then again hey, who doesn’t enjoy kicking Jacks butt! Right?
They hated eachother, but they also understood eachother like no one else, after all who knows you better than your own enemy? there was something so oddly comforting about that mutual hate thing they’ve got going on. Something so strong and so pure about knowing that you could show your worst side to somebody and it wouldn’t change your relationship with them at all, that that hatred you two have for eachother is something certain, that you can always count on… right? But then also what if… that wasn’t the case? What if with no warning, No signs it would all just- be over? Done? Finito? What if the person you relied on you’re life (in your own twisted way) which was the reason you got up in the morning, the single source of the burning fire within your soul, would just be gone? Leaving you broken, confused; cuz why would even you miss them anyway? Why would you care? You hated them! But most importantly just… empty. With No willpower to do anything, making you realise that you never noticed how much that person meant to you,until they were gone for good, and you’d give anything for them to come back. To fight them Just one more time.
ANYWAY that was my ted talk, thanks for reading. This turned out to be way longer than i anticipated lmao also i’m not really much of a writer but if i’ll ever become one i’d love to make this into an actual story. Maybe when i’ll read all the fics about them on fanfiction.net that are left and become so content starved that i’ll Just start making my own shit.
Also this song is what kinda inspired me to write this and has been playing in my headphones on repeat for the past few days:
