This will be the most angst thing I have ever written. Prepare yourself! Sorta coauthored with The Unlikely Author. Also, sorry if Tigress is a little OOC but how else does someone react in this situation? Really.

First fic with Kung Fu Panda. No flames please.

EDIT: redid this. Also finished the ending. So yeah new chapter.

It was just another night mission. Just a simple mission, get in, beat them up, get out. The bandits seemed easy enough to handle; Shifu had sent Tigress and Po alone.

But it had taken a disastrous turn for the worse.

The bandits themselves had been easy, just like they thought. But the shadow assassins had been out of the blue! Po jumped back a little in surprise when they dropped in. Tigress adapted the new development fluidly, spinning at a 360 at her shadowy attackers. Po looked slightly jealous and admiring at the same time as he watched her. She took out five assassins before sparing a glare at Po, which spurred him into action.

Po made 'Kung fu noises' and punched the remaining bandits away. The assassins took their place, daggers twirling and glinting in paws. Po snatched up a bamboo stick, becoming a blur as he spun the stick at them. They were skilled at avoiding it and didn't seem distracted when he made his disarming faces at them. He did manage to take out quite a few with a 'Skadosh!" and a bump with his belly.

"Po!" Tigress called out. Po flicked his gaze over at her for a second before jabbing at an oncoming assassin. "We need to finish this now!"

"Yes," hissed a voice. "Finish this now." There was a slish, the sound of metals sliding through flesh and ragged gasp of pain. Tigress'. A slump sounded, the sound of a body hitting the floor.

Po turned to Tigress, eyes widening in horror. A lithe, darkly dressed form stood triumphantly over the fallen form of the Great Tiger Master with a blood soaked jagged dagger in his paws. And a dark pool was growing fast under her body. Po looked at

The shadow assassin leader flashed a cold gold gaze at Po, before saying in a equally cold voice, "Let it be known that I, the leader of the Bloodlust Assassins, Wei, have killed the greatest master." Then his tufty ear twitched and the assassins left without a trace.

Po rushed to the limp tiger. He pulled her up off her front, laying her gently on her back. A gasp emitted from Tigress as the pain doubled at the movement. The blood spilled out over Po's paws, staining them. Po held her close, trying his best not to jostle her.

The kung fu warrior coughed, her body spasming. She curled her body around his paws. A whimper escaped from her, amber eyes shut to block the burning pain.

Po's heart broke at the vulnerable sound. His eyes stung with unshed tears. He placed a blood soaked paw on her own paw, trying to comfort her.

"Po?" a voice whispered. Po looked down, tears spilling over. The weak voice could never come from Tigress, the bravest of the Furious Five. But Tigress' glassy eyes peeked out at him, begging him to answer, to let her know he was still there. Tears began to spill.

"Tigress! Ah, you're going to be fine! Just fine! Just a scratch." Po blabbed, even more tears falling out. Just like her blood...

"Po... you're... an... aw...ful... liar..." she croaked. Amber eyes were glazed, not truly seeing. Po felt his throat threaten to close at that.

"No... Please! You can't die! Don't... don't, please, you can't!" Po sobbed.

"I... don't... want... to..." Tigress whimpered brokenly. For the first time in many years, the tigress' tears fell with no attempt to stop them. Po's heart broke.

"No... Don't cry Tigress. Please you'll make me cry even more."

"Like that's... going to... make... me stop," Tigress gripped his paw harder, making some of the bones crack. "Don't leave... me alone..."

"Never," he promised. "I'll never let you go."

Tigress could barley breathe. She gasped in air, the lump in her throat and the blazing fire on her chest hindering her. Po could faintly hear Tigress say something. Leaning forward, he barely caught what she whispered.

"S-sing?" Tigress asked, her voice soft and heartbreakingly weak.

Po fought the urge to break down, as he realized that was the last thing she would ever ask. This, this was Tigress' last wish; he was going to do it. "Of course, Tigress."

Summoning all his control, he began to sing softly,

I remember tears streaming down your face

When I said I'd never let you go

Tigress' eyes began to fill with tears again. Po's own eyes were not much better. The panda gripped her paw tightly, as if holding on to a lifeline, as he sang.

When all those shadows almost killed your light...

I remember you said

Don't leave me here alone

Tigress looks up at Po with a look of surprise in her sunrise eyes. He continued, lost in the words. The tiger relaxed, her body ridding itself of tension. The blood pooled, forgotten.

All that's dead and gone and past

Tonight

Just close your eyes

The tigress' amber eyes dulled and drifted closed. Her paw, still in Po's beginning to loosen, losing the life in the grip.

The sun is going down

You'll be alright

No one can hurt you now

Po choked up on those words, looking down on the limp tiger, knowing she was beyond feeling anything. The blood pool was so big now, it was a miracle she was still hanging on. Not for long, though.

The morning light

You and I'll be

Po's control was breaking down, his voice hitching as he realized, that her breath was slowing into nothing.

Safe

Po stared down at her, hoping and praying. He sang out the last words, his breath hitching in his throat as it closed up. The paw seemed cold in his own.

And

The panda continued to sing, determined to fill her last wish.

Sound

A soft sigh of relief and goodbye came from the tiger master. The once warm paw fell from Po's paw. It fell limply, and Tigress was still. Her breath was silent.

As the last note ended, Po bent over the still form of Tigress and sobbed.

And when the morning sun peeked over the horizon, its warm rays found him, crying for the fallen master.