Hello my fellow readers and writers. Before you start reading I have a message I need to relay. I do not own Kung Fu Panda or any of its characters. I only own my OCs and that's it. The rest is property of DreamWorks. Thank you for reading this disclaimer. Now, enjoy the story!

U.S.A, 2150

"YES! I think I finally got it buddy!" Said the boy excitedly to his dog who was lying in the middle of the room. "Do you think we should try it now or after dinner?

*Woof* was the only answer he got.

"Yeah, I think so too." the boy said. Then he heard a call from upstairs.

"Al time for dinner! Make sure to wash up first." said a feminine voice.

"Coming mom!" the boy now known as Al replied. "Let's go Chubbs." he called after the dog. He made sure to set down his tools down before going up. Last time he was in serious trouble for bringing his laser cutter to the dining table.

Both boy and dog made their way up from the basement of the house to the kitchen. As they neared, a delightful smell was coming from the kitchen.

"It sure smells good mom. What is it?" Al asked as he entered the kitchen.

"Well, I've made some meatloaf along with a few bitter greens and some spaghetti." his mom answered.

"Sounds great!" Al exclaimed as he walked to the cupboard and took out the plates, cups and silverware.

I thought if I made something delicious it would be enough to get you out of that basement." his mom said. "What do you even do down there?" she inquired as she began filling the plates of food.

"I'm working on something special. Its a surprise. I'll show it to you once I finish it." he answered before he began eating.

"Does it have anything to do with your creativity combined with your enthusiasm for science?" his mother asked as she sat down at the table. He nodded since he had his mouth full. "Do the wires, metal platings, lithium batteries, plasma cutter, titanium case and wielder have anything to do with it also?" He swallowed...hard.

"Hehe, Kinda." he said. He thought nobody saw him bring those things down to the basement. Then there was a whining noise and Al looked down and saw Buddie looking at him with a pleading face. "Oops, sorry Chubbs I almost forgot." he then got up and went to a cupboard and took out some dog food. Then he walked over to the dog bowl and poured the stuff until the bowl was full to the brim. Chubbs then began eating like there was no tomorrow.

"Wow he's really hungry. Wait, did you feed him this afternoon when you came home from school?" his mother asked. Al began rubbing the back of his neck.

"Aw man, I totally forgot. Sorry." he apologized.

"Don't apologize to me. I can make my own food." she gave a glance towards the canine that had emptied the dog bowl.

He nodded and walked over to the dog and crouched. "Sorry about that buddy, it won't happen again." he got up and started taking the dirty dished to the dishwasher.

"You spend a lot of time down in that basement and you forget about everything around you." his mom criticized. "Look, I know you like to do your inventions and everything, but you have other responsibilities. When you go down there it's like your own little world and you block out everything."

"That's not true." Al said getting irritated.

"Oh yeah? When was the last time you played with Chubbs?" she asked.

Silence.

"When was the last time you even contacted your friends from school or even went out to hang out?" Al was going to open his mouth to answer but then closed it.

"That's what I thought." her expression softened. "Look, I know that accident that killed your father has affected you greatly, but that doesn't mean that you should shun everything around you and stay down in a basement for long periods of time." she then waited for her son to say something.

"But everything that I have left of him is down there." Al said in a whisper. "When he was with us he used that basement to make his inventions. He would usually take me down there to watch him work or to explain how most of the stuff worked." he chuckled at the concept of his dad talking to a five year old child about how a particle separator works. But he remembered. "I think that's why I spend so much time down there...cause it reminds me of him." Al said with a somber expression.

"And here you are. Twelve years later and you're following in his footsteps to be an inventor." she said with pride. He smiled a little. "Well, I think I'll head on up to bed. You should get some rest too, when's the last time you had a full night's sleep?"

"Uh, I don't know. But it's not like I have school tomorrow, it's Friday. I'm just going to do a few finishing touches on my project then I'll get some sleep." he said.

"Alright. Just make sure you don't bring down the house or create another city-wide blackout." his mom said accusingly.

"Hehe, you know about that too?" he asked nervously. His mother nodded.

"You know you can't hide anything from me Mister. Besides, mothers know everything. Good night son." she said as she walked up the stairs and headed towards her room.

"G'night mom!" he called out then he made his way back to the basement. "Let's go Bud. Lets give that machine a test run." Chubbs quickly followed.

When both boy and dog made it down Al neared a table and pushed a button that produced a few flashes then remained a steady white color. Suddenly, a screen appeared on the wall and a keyboard hologram appeared on the top of the desk. Then an electronic female voice spoke up.

"Good evening Al What can i do for you?" the computerized female asked.

"Hello Haivas" Al greeted. He had created his own Holographic Artificial Intelligence Voice Address System. He named her Haivas for short. It took him roughly three years to complete her programming, but despite the challenges and sleepless nights of testing and fixing, he did it.

"I need you to prepare the system for a trial run. Run diagnostics code: six- four-zero." Al ordered.

"Understood. Running diagnostics code six-four-zero. Please wait..." Haivas said. A few seconds passed. "Diagnostics complete. All systems functional. Machine ready at your command.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road!" Al exclaimed but not loud enough to disturb his mom. He walked over to the opposite side of the room where an object was covered in a cloth. Beside the object there was a metal casing that had a bunch of wires attached to it. He grabbed the cloth and pulled it off to reveal a rectangular object, that came close to looking like a door frame, only a little wider. There were a few switches and a few lights on the object. Al stayed still marvelling his invention. Technically it was his fathers idea, but he made it a reality.

When Al was ten, he had found a blueprint suggesting the possibilities of a machine that would allow a way to travel through time and at the same time it could teleport things from one place to another. He then made it his resolve to finish what his dad had started. After a few years of research and gathering materials, he was able to take the machine from inception to production. Time-portation machine was what he called it.

After a few minutes of standing there, he walked back to the screen hologram and started inputting some codes to start up the machine. There was a whirring noise coming from the machine and the lights began to blink a rapid red color then slowed down to a steady green light, indicating that the machine was warmed up and ready.

"Alright, the time machine is ready to go. Haivas, activate a timer to create a portal every hour for when I'm ready to come back to the present." he said. "Make sure it doesn't stay open too long. We don't want any hitchhikers.

"Set." She informed. "The portal will only be open for two minutes."

Then he walked back to the desk. "Also, let me add a fail safe in case of a power outage." he said as he typed away at the computer. "There. That should do it." he grinned.

"Alright Chubbs, when and where in time should I go for this test run?" Al asked. "Renaissance era Italy? No? How about France during the French revolution? The Ice age?" he pondered for a second. "Nah. Too cold. Umm...the industrial revolution?"

"Well obviously in a time where it wont be hazardous to your health and wellbeing." Haivas said. Al just glared at the female hologram.

"A suggestion of course." she meekly replied.

He opened the browser in the computer. "Ain't nothing a little Googling can't help in." then he got an idea. "How about ancient history? I've read a lot of books about that."

"Hmm... there were a few conflicts and battles at that time...but nothing major if you choose the right place and time."

He typed it in and scrolled through the options. "Ancient Greece? Ancient Rome? Ancient Japan? Ancient China?" he heard a bark that came from Chubbs. "What, Ancient China?" he repeated.

Another bark.

"Alright. Ancient China it is." he entered the time into which he would be traveling to. "Ok, 450 B.C should be about right. What do you say Bud?"

*Woof*

"Good. Let me get some supplies and I'll be good to go. Stay here." he ordered the dog.

"Wait. My A.I. cores could not find a valid reason for you to make a decision that was based on a natural habit from a dog. I will run a self diagnostic test in case of malfunction." Haivas stated.

"You're not malfunctioning Haivas. It's just a trust thing." Al sighed

"Oh. Remind me to download a database of human and animal interactions." she said.

"I don't need to remind you. Aren't you an advanced Artificial Intelligence? Didn't I put a To Do list somewhere in your programming?"

"So that's what that data block was for." she said with sarcasm.

"Hold on. Were you being sarcastic just now? Cause I have a fix for that." he said as he picked up a screwdriver and spun it between his fingers.

"Hehe. My apologies." she said in a nervous voice.

He turned around and silently went upstairs to his room while muttering 'A.I's these days.' He went to get a backpack so he could put his supplies in there. Of course, he would attract some attention with his appearance. He had on a reversible hoodie with sky blue on the outside and dark green on the inside. He also wore navy blue denim jeans with heavy duty boots and a wrist watch with a digital LED screen, But he wasn't going to stay long, Only for a couple of minutes. After all he didn't have any ancient China outfits lying around. 'So much for trying to blend in.' he thought to himself.

After he finished packing, he again silently went back downstairs to the basement where the canine was waiting for him.

"Alright Haivas, transfer to my wrist watch." Al requested. There was a little blip and a status bar appeared, indicating the transfer progress. This was another of his creations, a watch that worked with his home systems, including Haivas' A.I and acted like a portable computer. Haivas could transfer data files, raw codes, commands and even her own programming to the watch at will. It also was equipped with Wi-fi and location accessibility on the inside, three centimeter wide lens in the center so it could project 3-D images and Haivas' hologram. The watch was powered by two one inch super-capacity rechargeable batteries that lasted 98 hours on full load and 125 hours on standby. But of course this watch would mean nothing if it couldn't tell the time, so it had that feature too. After four and a half seconds passed the transfer was complete. "Took you long enough." he stated critically.

"Yeah I stopped for coffee and visited my friend on my way here." she said, her voice now coming from the watch. Al laughed.

He mounted the backpack on his back then he walked over to the center of the door-like object.

"Ok Haivas, start the countdown."

"Fifteen" said Haivas' electronic female voice.

"Fourteen"

"Thirteen"

"Twelve"

"Eleven"

Al took a few deep breaths to calm himself.

"Ten"

"Nine"

"Eight"

"Seven"

"Six"

"Be a good boy while I'm gone. I'll be back in a couple of minutes" he told the dog. Chubbs only let out a whine.

"FIVE"

"FOUR"

"THREE"

"TWO"

"ONE" he braced his whole body and shut his eyes, getting ready for what was coming.

"ZERO"

There was a blinding flash that temporarily illuminated every corner of the room but as soon as it appeared, it disappeared taking Al along with it.

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