Sons of the Dragon

Don't own Kung Fu Panda

Po was sleeping in his bed snoring quite loudly. Then...

"PANDA!" Shifu shouted startling Po out of bed.

"AAAH! Yes Master Shifu?" Po said bowing. He was facing the wrong way. He quickly turned around to bow to his master with a nervous smile. Shifu groaned.

"I'm guessing that you haven't finished with your cleaning of the hall," Shifu said knowingly. Po thought about it for a while.

"Um...maybe?" Po said. Shifu sighed.

"Get to work, Po," he groaned as he walked away. Po grumbled out the door and went to mop the floor. He grumbled to himself as he cleaned the floors.

"Why do I have to do this? What good are servants if they don't, like, SERVE?" Po muttered to himself, "I mean, I'm the Dragon Warrior. The one who figured out the secret of the Dragon Scroll. The one who defeated Tai-Lung with the Wuxi Finger Hold!" Then he wondered. "You know, I never asked Shifu what that actually does. It's pretty unclear. He just vanished in a bright light. Hmm."

"You're talking to yourself again," Tigress murmured. Po jumped and spun around to see Tigress.

"Oh! Tigress," He said leaning on the mop. Then falling down, "What are you doing here?"

"Master Shifu told me that I needed to check on you so that you don't get distracted...again," Tigress said rolling her eyes.

"Well I'm done work, so no need to check up on me," Po said putting away the broom.

"Well then my job is done," Tigress said. Po was about to talk more to Tigress, but when he turned around, she was already walking out. Po sighed. She always left when he wanted to talk. He knew he was quite the chatterbox. He shook it off as he just wondered around the Hall of Heroes. Then he ran across a big red jewel that took two hands to hold. He read the inscription on it pedestal.

"'The Dragon's Heart'. Huh, I wonder why I've never heard about it," Po looked at it. He reached out to touch it. Then when he did touch, the world around him changed dramatically. Everything was red, and he couldn't tell if he was on solid ground.

"Po," A voice called. Po looked to see a red dragon. He didn't look like Ke-Pa and he didn't have a long serpent-like body. He had long scaly face with two black eyes and two horns on his head. His arms were muscular and his abdominal was yellowish orange while the rest of his body was a perfect red. He stood on two legs and had his arms crossed with two big wings behind him. He was about Po's height. "It's good to see you," The dragon said.

"Where am I?" Po asked.

"You're still in the Jade Palace. I've just created a place where I can speak with you. I am Drago, but you can call me Abba," the dragon said. Po was geeking out.

"Awesome! This is so cool! I can't wait to tell-"

"PO!" Drago exclaimed, "I need your help. The world's in trouble again, and I need you to protect it. You and your brother."

"Brother?" Po asked.

"You see, you were chosen a long time ago to be one of the two sons of the Dragon, which would be me. Oogway knew this, that's why he chose you. This was all planned for you and your brother. Your brother was also chosen, though not to be Dragon Warrior, he was chosen to do great things. Both of you will have the power to communicate with each other without anyone knowing it."

"COOL!" Po said excitedly, "So who's my brother? Is he this super awesome warrior that's legendary among all of China?"

"In...that...way," Drago said slowly, "Here is your brother." Po turned to see a bright white light appear then Po's smile turned to a shocked jaw drop. So did the other person.

"YOU!" They both said. It was Tai-Lung, "You're my brother?"

"I see you've met," Drago said.

"He's the one who nearly destroyed my village!" Po said.

"Because they didn't give me my rightful position!" Tai-Lung came back. Drago sighed.

"I know. I told Oogway to do that because I needed you two to be switched. You guys couldn't aspire to your full potential if you were the Dragon Warrior," Drago said pointing to Tai-Lung, "And if you were still in your father's shop. This way your potentials are fully released."

"How is giving a fat panda and me being where I am aspiring to our fullest potential?" Tai-Lung questioned.

"Because, that's the way you'll learn how to get there," Abba replied, "You must train each other in combat. Events are coming where both of you will need to be at your best."

"But Tai-Lung's mastered all the Kung Fu moves. What could I teach him?" Po asked.

"There are things that you know that aren't in the Kung Fu scrolls. You must put aside your differences to be able to combat this new evil."

"So how do we contact each other?" Tai-Lung asked. Drago grabbed both of their hands.

"You'll figure it out. Train well, my sons. I'll be with you all the way," Drago said. And just like that, Po shot up from the floor of the Jade Palace. It looked like he was sleeping. The red jewel was still there. Everything was back to normal.

"It was just a dream," Po sighed. Then he looked at his hand. It flashed a dragon symbol then faded away.

"Unfortunately, it wasn't a dream," Muttered a voice.

"AHH!" Po jumped to see what look like a ghost of Tai-Lung. He looked like himself, but Po could see right through him.

"Cool, I could go right through you," Po said, but he crashed right into him, "Huh?"

"I'm guessing that we can interact with each other but we can't do the same with other people. Great, as if my life wasn't already down hill," Tai-Lung said grumbling, "Listen, let's get something straight here. I'm not your friend. I'm your 'trainer'. For Now! So no 'touchy-feely' stuff, no retarded stunts, and no more geeking out."

"I don't geek out," Po denied proudly. Tai-Lung raised his eyebrow. "Okay maybe a little. Okay a lot. But I can't help it if everything I see is awesome, exciting and bodacious." Tai-Lung face-palmed himself.

"Why me?" He asked himself.

"So where are you? How are you still alive?" Po questioned.

"It seems like the Wuxi Finger Hold only transports a person somewhere far away. In my case, the other side of China where no one knows me. Thanks."

"Well, that's a good thing, isn't it? I could have sent you to a place where they knew you and you wouldn't have had the freedom there and a chance to restart your life."

"Oh it's restarted alright. I work as a waiter making noodles," Tai-Lung muttered feeling his position deeply. Po laughed a little. "You dare laugh at my misfortune?"

"No, I just find it funny that you and I switched places. I was a waiter making noodles in my father's noodle shop before I was Dragon Warrior," Po explained. Ghost Tai-Lung crossed his arms, "So how do we control this 'thing'?" Po said referring to their invisible connection.

"I think we just focus to contact each other than stop focusing to disconnect," Tai-Lung guessed. Then his ear twitched. "Heads up someone's coming." Po turned to see Monkey and Master Shifu entering the hall. Po saw Tai-Lung's angry glare at his former master.

"I see that you've cleaned the floor. Good work, panda," Shifu congratulated. Po's eyes kept darting towards him and Tai-Lung. So Po guessed that Tai-Lung truly couldn't be seen. "Is something wrong Po?"

"Um...no no. I was just leaving actually. I have to practice something," Po said rushing out the door. He ran to his room and closed the door. "So you really can't be seen by others. This is going to be interesting."

"For you or for me?" Tai-Lung mumbled.

"Okay, so what's the first lesson that you can teach me?" Po said excited. Tai-Lung rolled his eyes.

"I guess I could teach you the Balancing Crane technique. Not that you'll get it," So the two trained for a good hour, and Po picked up many of Tai-Lung's moves and arts.

to be continued.