Counting the Spoils
"Well that went well." Currently I am sitting in front of a giant pile of books in one of the rooms of the infinity fortress.
"Guess it was a good thing I had Jiraiya keep copying books when Shendu showed up. Still how did he pull the plug like that. Hopefully I'll find the answer in here. First though lets set up some defenses in case old scaly decides to sneak back." With that decision I make the infinity fortress set up some defense layers consisting of numerous empty rooms with anbu black ops patrolling them. Just the fact that the rooms don't connect to each other directly really helps mess with people. Once some defenses are in place I send Alucard and Yamamoto away and get Dumbledore, Jiraiya, and Naruto to help organize all the books brought back.
"Honestly what's up with this? Night with Ling Hua, Torturing Ba Sing, Conquering Xiangcheng; these memories seem useless to me right now. Alright you guys see if you can find any memories on magic spells, rituals, or demons. Once you've got that send them to me." Taking my leave to let them sort everything out I go to the room at the center of the fortress.
"Alright, I was able to steal at least some of Shendu's memories so maybe I can access mine." Sitting in the lotus postion I try to change the room to a library with my memories. The room seems to shift as I can feel the space warp and the air move. Opening my eyes I see shelves holding numerous books. Unfortunately the shelves are warped in strange ways with some going from one book case to another even across the room.
"Great my minds a mess. Lets see if I can organize it." I try to get the shelves to straighten themselves with my mind, but only get a headache. Guess it can never be that easy. Summoning some naruto clones I get to work cataloging which memories are where. As this goes on the shelves seem to shift to become more orderly, which of course drags out the process. Once catalogued by time, importance, and strength all the shelves seem to have morphed back into regular shelves and I feel much more clear headed.
Of course the first thing I do once everything is organized is go over to my memories of Jackie Chan Adventures. Luckily I don't have to read or watch everything all over again. Just running my hand on the book's surface is enough to bring the memory to mind. Of course some of the books look worn, as if they've been left outside for too long, but the more I focus on them the better they look.
"Alright so organizing my memories seems to have helped me. Makes sense when you think about it. The sheep talisman must have a lot more ability than shown if I can do this. Of course I don't know if I can come here again without that lizard helping so better make use of the chance." Now finished with a once over I turn to look at the pile of books in the center of the room. These are the memories with demons and magic I had obtained from Shendu. Hopefully I can digest these before I wake up.
Grabbing the first book, curse ritual research, I don't feel anything. Opening it up however, leads to a rush of information. I can feel the information cramming itself into me. That wouldn't be so bad if the emotions weren't hitching along for the ride. I can feel Shendu's pride and arrogance, as well as his ambition and desire for power.
*ugh* "If that happens every time I need to be careful. This could easily lead to one of those corruption scenarios I've read about. Still this is too useful to pass up. Just this one book contained way more knowledge than expected." The main part of the memories is important sure, but the subtle pieces of information is potentially even more important. This memory not only contained what he was focused on but how he got to that point. His basics basically. Knowledge on how rituals are performed, what magic works with what, even the basics of how the elements interacted. This will give me a great basis for the future. Continuing on I keep reading the books while fighting a headache until I hit a certain book.
"Wait what's this? Meeting Rob? That doesn't sound right? Hold on could it mean ROB! If so this could contain clues on why he's stuck in me!" Gripping the book tightly I open it and am hit with the greatest rush of emotions yet. Unfortunately that breaks the limit and I faint before I can read the memory.
*UGH* "Why do I feel like a truck hit me. Did truck-kun pay me a visit?" I get up out of my bed with a splitting headache, trying to think of something to lesson the pain. The morning sun coming from the window was not helping.
"Oh yeah, had that crazy dream thanks to chili breath. Guess trying to absorb too much at once isn't too good." Moving on from waking up I get ready and go grab a bite to eat. Seated at the second floor dining room table is Lord Miach.
"Good morning Jack, are you alright you're looking a little under the weather today."
"Ah? Yeah, just let me get some food in me and something to settle this headache." Some bacon and eggs with some headache medicine on the side later I could actually start thinking again.
"Feeling better Jack?"
"Yeah thanks for the medicine Lord Miach. Oh right, I need to tell you I met my personal demon last night."