Samurai Jack stared down at the teen, his eyes burning with rage.
Jake stared up at the man, eyes wide and mouth agape. It was him. The man he'd been searching for!
"Who are you. Why do you disturb my mourning?"
The American Dragon bowed his head, prostrating himself before the man. "Great Samurai of legend. I come from a different time and a different world. Me and two of my friends have jumped time and space to find you. I have come to humbly... ask you... to relinquish your sword to us... so that we may put him down once more."
Tears sprung to Jake's eyes, and he grit his teeth. The samurai stood before him, wrath weaving in waves.
Jake crawled forwards and grabbed the man's sandels in desperation, "My world has been reinfested with Aku due to an unforseen galactral structure collapse. My friends are fighting for their lives and our futures."
The man's eyes softened slightly, but remained hostile, he gripped his sword tighter. "That is not my concern anymore."
The man turned around to return to his hut.
"I am a descendant of you and the Great Dragoness Ashi!"
Jack whirled around in anger, "Ashi is dead! She faded alongside the future I destroyed!"
Jake got to his hands and knees, "In my world... the two of you married... you had a family and traveled the world. They settled down and created legacies and families of their own!" He gripped his shirt, clasping his hand to his chest, bearing his soul, "We protect the world! PLEASE, JUST LOOK AT ME!"
And after a moment of hesitation... Jack did. He lifted Jake's chin gently... and sure enough, there she was. Sharp eyes, button nose, hair black as coal scattered in messy points. Looking up at him... those eyes so dark brown that they might as well be black.
"You... have her eyes." Jack rubbed his thumb over a cut along the teen's cheekbone.
Jake chuckled awkwardly, wincing a bit at the pressure on the still tender wound. "... and my friend Juniper... has... yours."
The samurai eyes widened, and he straightened before sighing heavily... it could still be a trick from Aku... but... if there was a world where his Ashi still existed... and he could find it... "Come inside so we may talk... I... I will make some tea." He then turned and disappeared into his hut.
Jake slowly stood up, releasing a shakey breath. Laughing a bit. He didn't say it out loud... but he'd never expected the Samurai to look like the First Norisville Ninja mixed perfectly with the most recent one... well at least there was no way for Randy to mess this up!
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Randy Cunningham looked up at the Dragoness in horror as she recalled the battle. His brain was shorting out! Some of Phantom's rancid luck must have rubbed off on him or something! This CAN'T be happening!
"What do you mean the sword BROKE?!?!"
