The Chronicles Of Siko-Yama Korkai

by Shomei No Jisshi

The story of a tiger that came to the Jade Palace at a time of his need, and was taken in. How he was taken from his home, met Master Oogway, became the most feared leader in all of the underground organizations of China, and how Tai Lung sealed his fate with the Dragon Warrior and further training with Master Shifu. *OC origin story, don't like, don't read. Rated T.*

1. Prologue

The dark chasm was silent and dripping with fresh rain. The sky above was covered with clouds, dark clouds, with thunder striking the ground as it seems every five seconds. This chasm wasn't created by nature, it was recent and manmade.

At the bottom, there laid the body of an unconcious South Chinese Tiger. His pants reeked of blood, and it's very obvious that his left arm has been broken by the twisted way it's bent. His marble sword was left a few yards from his head, broken in half with it's golden encrusted handle covered with dirt and blood.

The tiger's eyes slowly open, and he looks up to the sky. He tries to breathe, but his stomach bursts with pain, causing him to cough and keep his breath short. His legs scream with pain as he rolls over and lifts himself to his knees, where he needs to take several small breaths again. He finally gets up, his legs screaming.

He clutches his left arm, moaning in pain, and looks up to the clouded sky. A raindrop falls onto his forehead, when he puts his head down and tries to think. "What happened... what got me here? Why do I hurt?" his mind pounds, as raindrops continue to fall.

"What is this place? Why am I here?" his mind continues to race, until finally the image of a monkey flashes, and one name, "Rilou."

Memories start striking him of a Palace with a familiar exterior, burning, with chains surrounding it and a bamboo ship above, with a label splattered with the letters "SF", and several people chained up, including a panda, red panda, tigers, a mantis, monkey, snake, and a crane, along with one of the tiger faces being more strikingly important to him than others.

Another memory comes up of a tiger whose fur was dyed red, fighting the tyrants and succeding until cut in the neck, and left to bleed. For some reason this memory also comes into striking importance.

The raindrops start falling heavily, as the tiger starts to recount his memory. Whatever happened, he must've gotten amnesia from. He crawls into a corner and tries to remember.

"What is my name?" he croaks out loud. "What is my name? Who am I? What am I doing here?" He keeps slamming his head against the hard rock wall, dripping rain from the ledge above. He sits with his eyes closed, remembering, until his memories return.

"That's it... My name is Siko-Yama Artemis Korkai."