So, I thought that I'd start writing a Kung Fu Panda story. Please don't kill me because I've been trying to work on two other stories as well.
Master Oogway sighed as he turned away from the open doors. Snow flurried in from the blizzard outside, covering the bloody tracks of one of his students. Only a silhouette could be seen through the blinding snow, and that was disappearing as well. The old turtle used his staff to shut the doors of the Hall of Warriors.
"Master," a hoarse cry came from the dark.
Master Oogway turned to the pool, where a prone form was lying. Slowly, he approached the creature. He looked down at her sadly.
"Young one, I cannot help you," he said.
"But…I didn't do anything," she croaked, curling into a ball.
"Do not lie to me," Master Oogway scolded gently. "I saw what you did. Even though I do not condone what happened, you knew what was going to happen."
"Yes, I know," she choked on her own blood. "But it was my right and no one else's. I did what was right."
"No, child," he turned away. "You did not."
Incredibly short chapter. Please do remember to R&R though! :)