Hey! Okay so this has been in my mind for like ever! Yes i know i still have other stories that im working on but i really just need to get this out of my head before it explodes! So here's the main point of this story! When they were little, Po's 'little brother',a mute tiger, was made the Heir. Po's little brother suddenly disappears for a few years and reappears a few years later and things start to get a little out of control. So I hope you like it and here we go!
A young panda cub quickly ran to the small tiger boy, who was now lying on his back. "Lang!" The panda yelled, kneeling by the tiger's head. "Lang! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" The tiger cub sat up, with the panda's help. "Where did the ball go?" Earlier, the panda had accidentally thrown the ball at Lang, the tiger cub. The ball had gone flying while the panda panicked and ran to Lang.
Lang was different than most of the people you would actually know, not just because he was one of the very few tigers in the Valley of Peace, but he was mute. Ever since he was little, Lang could not speak. The panda, Po, had me Lang when a group of older boys decided it was okay to beat him up because he couldn't object to anything. Po had gotten his dad to 'shoo' the boys away from Lang's trembling body. It took them a while to figure out the orphan boy could not speak.
For a long time, Po and Mr. Ping just thought Lang was shy and didn't want to talk to them, but Po finally figured out what was actually wrong with him. Po, since Lang could not talk, spent a whole afternoon trying to figure out Lang's name. He said at least 2,000 names before Lang finally decided Lang was a good name. For the next year or two, Lang had turned into a second son to Mr. Ping. 'Two boys mean twice as much fun and joy', Mr. Ping had said about Lang.
When Po asked his dad if he and Lang could go into the 'backyard' he agreed and this is where they are now. Lang and Po had decided, or Po at least, to play a game of ball, but Po had kicked the ball too hard and too high. That was the reason Lang was not lying on the ground. Lang pointed to a small opening into the forest, trying to tell Po that was where the ball had gone. Po helped Lang off the ground and the two 'brothers' went walking through the forest in search of the missing ball.
"Lang, are you sure this is where the ball went?" Po asked, obviously scared of the dark forest they were in. Lang nodded and continued to look for the ball, completely unfazed by the forest's dark shadows. Po whimpered when he heard a rustle and quickly ran to Lang, trying to stay as close to him as possible without making him uncomfortable.
Inside a large temple-like stone building, the ball rested close to the middle of a circle on the ground. Po and Lang stared at the ball for a few minutes before Lang decided to get it. "Lang, I don't think this is a good idea." Po whispered to Lang who was quietly walking to the ball. Lang rolled his eyes at Po's fear and continued to walk slowly to the ball. "Lang!"
Lang quickly turned around to face Po and found the doors closing on their own. Lang ran to the doors and tried to keep them open, but wasn't strong enough. The doors slammed shut, locking Lang inside. "Lang!" Po muffled voice came from outside. "Are you okay?" Lang banged his fists on the door, telling Po he was okay.
A noise erupted behind Lang, frightening him. Lang slowly turned around to face the noise behind him and found the pillars that we once just tall cylinders were now beautifully carved, giant, statues. The statues were of a dragon, a phoenix, a tortoise, and a unicorn. He studied statues, amazed at how they went from one object to another.
The dragon suddenly came to life and smiled at Lang. "Well, look who we have here." The dragon walked to Lang, who was now pressing himself against the stone door. The dragon bent down to Lang's face and studied him. "Hmm…" The dragon straightened up and took out a small staff. (Small to the dragon, huge to Lang) Leaning against it, he called over to the other statues. "Looks like a strong boy. Do you think he would do?"
The tortoise walked to Lang and turned up his head with her large claw. "Hmm…" The tortoise hummed. "He has a strong spirit. He does seem like a good Heir." Nodding, the unicorn agreed saying that she could feel his chi's energy. The phoenix glared at Lang and flew to him, angry.
"What is your name, boy?" He ordered, scaring Lang even further. The dragon put a clawed paw of his friend's shoulder."What is it that you want, Koon Chen?" The dragon smiled at his friend's impatience. The dragon chuckled and gestured to Lang.
"His name is Koichi Uri. He cannot speak, Lou Fan." The dragon lowered his outcast hand in front of Lang. Lang hesitated before he climbed onto the dragon's, Koon Chen's, paw. "He was the son of Koichi Danto and Naomi. They died recently, leaving Uri an orphan."
Lang shook his head at Koon Chen's name that he was given. The unicorn smiled and walked to the group of creatures. "His name, he is wanting to be called, is Lang, the adopted son of Mr. Ping." She leaned over to Lang and touched her horn to his forehead. "Koichi Uri, Ping Lang, reveal your memories."
The room burst into light and small clouds floated around the room. On each of the clouds, a different moving picture was on a cloud. Each of the clouds that had a moving picture was each a memory from Lang's mind. Lang stared in amazement at the clouds as the four giant, stone creatures looked through them for very few seconds.
After a little while, the creatures had come to a decision. "Koichi Uri, Ping Lang, you have been chosen as the Heir, the most powerful being in the whole Godhead." Lang stared at the group of creatures in front of him for a few seconds, before he put a confused look on his face. The tortoise giggled at him before she said, "We shall explain everything to you tonight." Koon Chen sat Lang back down on the ground and walked back to his pedestal he was rested on before.
He stopped beside the colorful ball that Lang had come in to get and gently hit it to Lang with his staff. Lang caught the ball and looked up at the four moving statues. "Do not tell anyone of us." Lou Fan told the boy before he froze along with the rest of the statues.
Lang grabbed the ball and quickly ran to the stone door. It opened with ease and it revealed the cold dark night. Lang panicked, thinking he was going to be left alone forever, and ran back though the forest. He jumped up the stairs and ran into Po's room. Quietly, he walked to Po's head and dropped the ball. Po snapped awake, screaming and fell off the bed.
Po looked up at Lang, who smiled down at him. Screaming, Po stood up with such speed Lang almost didn't see him coming and wrapped his arms around Lang's neck. "Lang! You're alive! You got out! Oh my goodness! I'm so happy!" Po's commotion woke up his dad and a small celebration was held for Lang's coming back.
After Lang had eaten the food Mr. Ping had made, he went to bed and had the strangest dream of his life. The creatures had told him that tonight they would explain everything to him and they did. During his dream, he was explained what the Heir was and what he would be able to do, but the only problem was Lang had to leave Po and Mr. Ping in order to be able to control his new powers.
What will Lang do? Will he leave the only ones that love him to become the Heir? Or will he deny the succession and stay where he is, without the fear of being left alone? Wait until I update the next chapter and you will see! Also the next chapter will have Lang's dream and what his decision will be… or will it? Maybe I'll make a cliff hanger? You wouldn't like that would you? No you wouldn't but we'll just see! I will update the other stories, but i just needed to get this out of my head.