Kung Fu Panda: The Genesis Program
Disclaimer: Kung Fu Panda and all of its characters are respectively owned by DreamWorks animation. But all OC characters do belong to me. In short, please don't sue me!
A/N: Ok, I simply did this fanfic just to get it out of my head, and also to try and adorn with a genre of this sort. (There aren't many like this in the Kung Fu Panda section). Also, this is my first ever fanfiction and constructive criticism is –or would be- greatly appreciated. As always, Read, and enjoy. Don't forget to review!
BTW, I hope that the OC character's name isn't the name of any real person on this site, because it can get really awkward, really fast!
Please read before commencing chapter 1
EDIT (2/24/2009): I really should have added this earlier when I started this fanfic, but too late. Anyway, I might as well give you readers this heads-up about chapter 1:
One of the many pitfalls in fanfic stories is the immediate introduction of OC characters and enviornments in the first chapter. This particular complication has a tendency to "ward off" possible readers simply because of its disjointedment and/or unrelatedness to the actual story (this is not always the case, but it is common). Anyway, just to tell you, Chapter 1 is somewhat of a "setting the stage" part for later chapters (the enviornment and characters are fully OC). So, this means that Ch1 is somewhat unrelated to the actual Kung Fu Panda storyline, at least until the two different worlds "collide".
If you're interested in reading, go ahead. If not, I don't mind. That decision is up to you. :)
Modern Day, 1535 hours, somewhere on Planet Earth
"Finally, I'm Free! Free at last. It's about time I had a vacation".
Those were the first words that barged into his head, as he made his way through the front door of his accommodation.
"About time… Finally, Now I can relax…." His reminiscing came to an abrupt halt as he remembered about his to do list for his first night on holiday. "Let's see…. Go check out my e-mail, surf the web, go check out any new updates on the fanfic site, then play the new call of duty game I have. Good plan"
Finishing that, he smirked inwardly at his fairly lazy itinerary for the rest of the night, but what the heck. It is the first night of vacation anyway.
Following his schedule he immediately made his way to his laptop, which happened to be "sitting pretty" on a study desk nearby.
Before he made it there, the phone suddenly rang out. Immediately, not wanting to delay the person on the other side of the line, he picked up the receiver…
"Hello? Anyone there? Hello?" He waited with eager anticipation
"David… Heeeyyyyy man, how're you doing'? Dude, aren't you excited about leavin' school and going somewhere else less monotonous? I swear man, it's going to be freaking
aweso—"
"Whoa, Justin, Just slow down… Jeez, what have I told you, stop trying to squeeze all your info in one breath?" David yapped out, a slight hint of annoyance in his voice
"Great… Justin HAD to call now. I don't get it. That little runt always seems to call in the wrong place, at the wrong time… Ah, what the heck, at least he's a good friend".
Stomping out the thought from his mind, he continued onwards.
Definitely, Justin had the "curse" of being interruptive, but at least he did make up for it with his cheery attitude and friendly disposition.
"Oh, sorry man, I didn't know that you're that bus-"Justin was cut off again.
"Dude, it's ok. I don't mind that much. So, what brings you to actually call me?" David uttered out, while slowly rubbing his sore temples.
"Well, anyway, Let's just say that me and the guys are heading over to my house to play some Halo 3, and to have some fun."
"Really? Wow, I'd want to come along. 'bout time I left the house for something exciting. Whe- uh… what time are you guys heading out?"
"Let's just say, at around –uh- six o'clock tonight. We could really use you in our 'lil team, even though you are one of our worst players." Justin ended that statement with a snicker.
David ricocheted back with a not so snide remark. "Hah! Very, very funny. I bet you're just about as good as me anyways."
"Ok, back to topic. David, are you planning to come tonight?" Justin inquired
"What do you think? Of course I'll be coming. Just have to do some stuff first. Well, Okay then, I might as well get on and get ready. See ya there."
"Ok dude, bye." With that, the line cut off.
"With that out of the way, let's get down to business." He blurted out loud, speaking to no one in particular.
Finally making his way to the computer, he began what he originally planned to do.
"Ok David, Any ideas for tonight? Let's see. I'll check my E-mail, and see if there's anythin- wait. Hold on, why not check out if there's anything new on Kung Fu Panda fanfiction".
"Now that's a great idea" David thought out loud, not really stating anything to anyone, but rather to himself…
With a bright idea popping into his head, he made his way to the kitchen, preparing a decently good hot chocolate, with marshmallows to enjoy while looking around his "beloved" website. Making his way back to the laptop, he settled himself down, made himself comfortable, and typed his favorite address into the URL search of the webpage he was currently on, affectionately known to most as the Kung fu Panda fanfic sub-section.
Thirty minutes later
Now, that felt really good… Yes, it was true. He did really find that he let his mind run amok when reading such stories about his favorite characters. You can call it his "closely guarded secret." He didn't mind letting his mind go and reminisce about this, but he definitely didn't want any of his compatriots having knowledge of him having such childish likes. "What the hell anyway", David pushed out the distasteful thoughts from his head with the blatant mental statement. He then continued on, doing what he can before he had to leave.
Unsurprisingly though, the multitude of gaming websites that he opened up still sidetracked him. "It's holiday anyway…" he thought in response.
During the ferocity of an internet shooting game, he managed to open up a new tab into his E-Mail account. While deleting some useless spam that frequently clogged his inbox, it was only then he noticed a message would have looked like any other, had it not been proclaiming "if this message has come to you, then take the chance." His curiosity galvanized, David went ahead and popped the thing open. If this is a virus, I'm screwed…
With the message expanding to fit the screen, David took his time to examine what it contained.
We are the makers of the GENESIS program. We have created this solely for the enlightenment of those who receive it. Within this program, contains a power so special, and so secretive, that the possibilities that this breathtaking piece of software can do, is practically, limitless. We do not ask for payment, or for thanks, but we merely want the one who gets it to learn and be enlightened from this remarkable and unique experience.
TO THE 'SPECIAL' ONE: You have received a truly astonishing program. If you don't really believe our statements about its capabilities (most likely, at first glance you will not), you will find out soon enough IF you actually want to install this on your computer. If not, please pass it on to someone who may agree to open it. If you try and copy it, you will find out that it cannot, as we have configured this program to be unique. If you try and delete it, you will also be unsuccessful. The only choices that you have would be to open it, or to send it to someone else, or to keep it with you. Do not worry about this program. We assure you that this is not a virus, a spambot, or any kind of malicious code. But mark our words. If you agree to open this, you will release yourself to a truly new world of new experiences. But if you do not, please send it out to someone else. The choice is yours, and as we said again, we do not need your money, or your gratitude, but we merely want to give you the best experience possible. Take it or leave it. We have made it for you. Whatever choice you make, we will agree with. As a parting gesture, we will leave you with this little statement:
"With Great Power comes Great Responsibility."
Good luck, and God Speed
Sincerely
The Genesis Development team
"Wow… Just, wow…" David just couldn't help it and uttered out that statement in amazement. Almost bewildered by the eccentric fervency of the letter (something that E-mails are not known to have), he noticed what looked like a download icon underneath the letter.
"Nawww… I can't do that… What happens if it's a virus, or some kind of spyware?"
He agreed with the nagging voice in his head, but somehow, his arms and hands did not.
Absolutely contradicting himself, he clicked on the icon. Upon doing so, an installer program immediately revealed itself on the screen. Strangely enough, though the file itself seemed to be very extensive and large, this unique program only took about a second to install. Immediately, the process vanished with an "installation complete" note and a "ding". The only proof that it worked was a new icon that adorned his already crowded desktop.
Observing the newly made icon, David took a mental note of how it looked like. The icon itself seemed to represent earth, and the solar system. However, there also was what looked like a bridge being built towards it.
"Perhaps that's a representation of what it can do." David assumed.
Clicking on the icon twice, the desktop suddenly turned to black, as expected. He observed with baited breath, only to exhale it in relief, as the screen filled in again with the content the program held.
"That's it?!" David uttered, surprise etched in his voice. Though he was expecting something elaborate and unique, the result was quite different. The screen itself displayed quite a simple layout. The background was the color of a solid grey slate, while the foreground was covered with what looked to be "type" in tabs with drop-down arrows to the right of them. The Times New Roman font, which described what each of these tabs did, barely helped embellish the already mundane-looking page.
Tentatively, he waved the cursor over one of the tabs, aptly named "Subject Title". Almost immediately, a popup expanded from the tab, giving information on what this thing was made to do…
…This particular tab is the base component of the construction of your new "universe", or the pathway to your universe. Basically, you simply need to input the title of the subject you plan to construct, or to" link" up to.
"Ok, that's… interesting." David remarked. It was then he noticed two smaller buttons to the left of the type in bar. One was named "Construct" while the other was named "link". He waved the cursor over that.
IF you plan to construct - to plan out your world from scratch- you will have to click this icon. In doing so, you will activate all of the other type in bars you see below. This is required so that the most information and specifications can be extracted to design and "make" your world according to the way you want it to be.
IF you plan to Link, then your situation is much simpler. A link would simply be a "portal" to an already existing scenario, or world. When we mean, "already existing", we denote that it has already been created, either in imagination, or for real. So, all you have to do is to simply type in the name of your desired universe, then go through the smaller number of specification requirements below (most of the type in bars should disappear, because you do not really need a lot of information for a "pre-made" universe).
Well. Obviously, Kung Fu Panda would definitely be in existence, considering that it came from the hearts and minds of those good folks over in DreamWorks® Animation…
Inserting the name in the title box, and clicking the "link" option, David noted (with immense reprieve) that most of the type in bars below disappeared; only leaving only three icons. The first looked like a timeline, while the second gave the impression of a clock.
The third -quite surprisingly- was the classic "big red button", with the words; "Press to Generate" underneath it.
Moving his cursor to the "timeline", David began to read its associated pop-up.
The process here is quite simple. You have a timeline highlighting the main events of your story. If you have noticed, there is a slider along the main line. This would obviously be the "time" you would want to drop in.
Moving his eyes to the timeline itself, he couldn't help but feel amazed at the immense amount of detail it covered. There, chronicled from left to right were the known events of Kung Fu Panda. From the arrival of Master Oogway to the valley of Peace all the way to when Po saved the valley from destruction, everything was covered in a detail not even the movie itself was able to provide.
If David did not know any better, he felt as though this little program knew everything…
He moved the slider just after the point where Po saved the valley. He also noted that the slider showed itself to be about one month after those events.
Moving on to the "clock", another pop-up greeted him…
Again, this is simple. The clock represents the time of day you would want to be dropped in. After this, go ahead and generate.
"Wait… When do the five wake up? Wait... Nix that thought." David set the clock to about 11:30 AM and moved the cursor over to the "big red button".
"The moment of truth… Ok David, take a breather, don't hyperventilate." He was quite surprised at how serious he took this situation, but again, this was his laptop at stake here.
Leaving his words and thoughts there, he clicked on the icon…
Contrary to what he expected, the entire thing abruptly froze, then bluescreened right in front of his eyes…
"Oh Crud! NO!" David exclaimed out. At that point, the entire screen began to display "fatal system errors", which slowly listed themselves in an extremely cynical fashion.
Obviously, this only made the situation a lot worse. Damnit! I really shouldn't have done that… I'm so freakin' STUPID! In a fit of panic, he began trying to abort, pressing practically any key, anything just to get out of it.
Ctrl, alt, delete… No! It doesn't work
ESCAPE… ESCAPE… C'mon!
Unexpectedly, the screen shut down, leaving a black void in its wake.
"Shit."
To him, the process from that point on went completely native. As David looked on, a glowing white sphere seemed to emanate from the screen itself, only to hover silently over the keys…
"What… on god's green earth is that?!" He uttered out, incredulous at the situation taking place right in front of him.
Shaking, he tentatively extended his hand towards the shimmering object. Oddly enough, he felt no heat radiating from the thing. Slowly and fearfully he closed his hand around it, completely clueless as to why he was doing it.
At that point, the sphere of light suddenly expanded into a glimmering ball of elemental colors, engulfing everything within a two-meter radius.
Within a fraction of a second, David, and his "beloved" laptop –quite literally- ceased to exist. Well, at least that applies to this world only.
However, within that same fraction of a second, that same process which consumed him punched through the thin veil separating two very different universes…
A/N: Yes! This would probably be the first fanfic of this genre! Like I'd say, do enjoy, and tell me what you think. Over and Out!