Hey guys, I've been reading and reviewing stories for over a year now, and finally decided that I should at least try to put my two cents in. Some of you have made amazing stories, I only hope I don't fail miserably in comparison. The first chap's gonna be short, but dont worry, if I continue this, the rest will definitely be much longer. I'm aiming for a couple thousand words a chap after this. It is just the intro after all, and to see if anyone's interested. Critique is appreciated, I only want to get better.

Oh, and I own nothing, except an OC that I won't introduce for a long while, I think. DreamWorks owns it all!

In the words of my favorite writer, who will be missed,

"Hope you all enjoy. Let us begin"


The day started as any other would in the Valley of Peace. Calm, the sun was shining, and you could hear the villagers down in the markets. The famous masters' shouts could be heard from the Jade Palace. But peace never truly lasts. And our favorite heroes would soon find
out that was all too true.

"Monkey, more agility, concentrate!" Master Shifu was watching the five do their usual run on the training course, Tigress excluded. She and Po were sparring again, as the course no longer had the same appeal to either of them. (Well, Po never really liked the thing in the first place)

"Ready, Po?"

"You know it!" Tigress smirked. Too easy. As they charged, Po immediately attempted to throw his belly into her, to knock her across the room. He had recently perfected it, but unfortunately in his earnest, began using it much too often. Tigress quickly sidestepped, and grabbed his foot as he flew by, watching his shocked and confused face as it passed her, returning it with a much too relaxed smile. She then flung him around and into the wall, effectively ending the spar.

"Ugh... what happened?" Po said groggily, as he rubbed his head. This was going to hurt later.

"Ouch..." Scratch that, now.

"You got your butt beat, buddy." Mantis exclaimed, patting Po's back with his thingies. (Seriously, what do you call them? Pincers?) The rest of them walked up, having finished their training for the day. "At least she didn't throw you down the stairs again." Tigress walked up, and put her hand on Po's shoulder.

"Po, I know you're still very happy about having designed your first move, but that doesn't mean you can always use it." Po shook his head.

"I know, but couldn't you let me have my fun, just once? I mean, you guys all have super awesome moves, didn't you ever want to use them a lot?" Master Shifu then coughed for their attention, and they all looked over.

"If you're all quite done with your training now, you may go eat." At this, Po's eyes visibly got brighter, and his mood improved greatly. "Except you, Po. You will fix the wall you just broke. Then you may eat."

"Ahhh, come on! Tigress tossed me through it! How is that my fault?" Po whined, earning an eye roll from Tigress. The rest looked considerably upset as well, though. Shifu noticed this, and raised a brow. Crane decided to speak up.

"It's just that, if Po doesn't cook, and we're certainly not going to let Tigress do it," at this she audibly growled, " Then who will cook dinner?" Shifu opened his mouth, then closed it in thought. Everyone watched him, hoping for a miracle. And one did come.

"Very well. Po can cook dinner for you," Everyone cheered, including Po, "But he will wake up early tomorrow, before the gong, to fix it then. If you need me, I will be meditating." And with that, he left them to their small victory. Except for one.

"But... But..." Po stammered out, not fully grasping what he had just been forced into. This was going to suck, he thought. Thankfully Tigress saved him from his misery.

"It's alright, Po. It was my fault. I will help you in the morning," she said as they all walked back to the kitchen. She glanced out the window, and noticed the dark clouds accumulating outside. Odd, she thought, such nice weather turns into this? She shook off the thought, and continued with the others to their meal.

Meanwhile, Shifu was relaxing atop his staff, in the Dragon Grotto. He too, noticed the clouds. As the rain started to fall, his form wavered, ever so slightly. Finally, lightning clashed seemingly all around him, and he fell, clutching his staff to his chest. He gazed up at the clouds, and fear crept onto his face.

"Something is wrong, I can feel it," he said, perturbed by the waves of emotion clouding his mind. "I can only hope my students are ready to face whatever this is. Only one thing I know for certain." At this, he slowly made his way to the top of a rock, nearby, overlooking the valley and the palace. He looked over it all, and sighed.

"A storm is coming."

Well? Again, the next will be longer. If this does get good reviews, the story should end up at 50k words at least, unless I make a sequel that is. But I'm getting ahead of myself. For all I know, you hated this. Of course, there wasn't much info here to give you an opinion really. Plus, I feel like I may have ripped someone off. If I have, please tell me! The story I'm planning I'm sure hasn't been remotely done before, but this intro seemed familiar. Anyways, see you later!