Disclaimer: I don't have much to say here, just to let you know that I am in the process of making a chapter 4 for 'A Two-sided Street'. WAIT! I have to warn you. This story is mostly centered around Tigress and her development in her relationship with Po and in her past. There will be sudden jumps between different films in the series and their perspective on it. (KFP 1, 2, 3, and Secrets of the scroll).

Heavy swearing, Blood, Heavy violence, Fluff, Sexual tension, Sexual references, and . . . Sex (forgive me) . . . (I don't own anything). And guys, tell me if this is a crossover.

We are all sitting at the table together, minus Shifu, enjoying a nice dinner Po has kindly made for us. We don't have a lot to talk about. Well, I don't have a lot to talk about. I just like to sit and eat in peace and calmly watch where the conversation goes. I softly smile to myself as Po tries to do his impression of Master Shifu once again. I lightly chuckle as I remember when he first attempted it by accident. He was drinking from his soup bowl and when he set it down, he left behind a noodle in the form of a mustache.

~FLASHBACK~

"What's that noise you're making? Laughter?! I've never HEARD of it!" Po dramatically said in, somewhat, Master Shifu's grouchy voice. I mean, it could be full of wisdom. That doesn't matter, the point is that I am furious! How dare he disrespect Master Shifu! What a stupid, disgraceful, ignorant panda. If only Mantis hadn't sturred him to go on.

"Train well, panda. And maybe someday-" He picked up two empty soup bowls and placed them on his head as . . . EARS?!

"-you will have ears like mine."

The group was getting a kick out of this, It's like they suddenly forgot how to act like adults. That all ended the second they realized Shifu was standing right behind the panda.

~PRESENT DAY~

I deeply frown as I recalled my venomous thoughts towards Po. I didn't even give him a chance to prove himself. I dismissed him from the start, selfishly. I am ashamed to even think that was once me. But . . . he didn't let it phase him. He was so persistent in the face of doubt. He still tried to learn Kung Fu even when we attempted to scare him away.

That's one of the many reasons why I have a strong admiration for him.

"Tigress?"

I snapped my head up and looked at the source of my name: Viper.

"Yes?" I responded. Her face looked concerned.

"Are you ok?" she asked, "Your soup is getting cold."

I looked down at my soup and then back towards Viper.

"I'm fine, just in thought. And before you ask, Po-" I slide my eyes over to him and, judging by his posture, he was about to speak "the soup is fine."

He blinks once and chuckles softly, "You got me." Then his face turned to a more caring one, "Do you feel alright? Do you feel sick?" He voice sounded a little bit more worried in that last sentence. As if he was afraid of something. Probably if the soup caused me to be ill, which was unlikely. He was always so careful when it came to cooking. Sometimes he never even lets us in the room while he cooks. It's adorable . . . and extremely obnoxious.

I smile softly with a slight nod, "I'm alright, I promise. I just lost my appetite."

Po flashes me a familiar, evil panda smile.

Oh no.

He carefully places a noodle on his face, just above his mouth. He snatches two of the empty bowls from before and places them above his head. He clears his throat, "Those annoying students! always destroying my snack cabinet!" he started, "I'm going to train them so hard, they forget what eating feels like! Well, look who's laughing now! That'll teach them for stealing my crackers."

The dining room uproars in laughter. Even I chuckle a little bit . . . just a little. But history likes to repeat itself.

"Hello, Dragon Warrior," a familiar voice mused.

Po squeals in panic and practically throws the bowls across the table and slurps up his noodle. "Hello, Master Shifu," the black and white kung fu master replied, "Would you like a bowl of soup?"

This time it was Master Shifu's turn to laugh. "No, thank you. I would just like to say I know what happened to your almond cookies, Monkey."

Monkey shot up, "You do?" he exclaimed; however, Po looked like a terrified cub.

Shifu nodded, "Po ate them," and with that, he walked away. But then he peeked back in again, "And please, don't hurt him too badly. I still need him to train tomorrow."

I facepalm while I hear the others (except Monkey and Po) laugh at Shifu's choice of revenge. It seems like no one can act like an adult anymore.

"I'm going to bed," I announce as I clean my spot at the table and walk away. I just really wanted to get away from Monkey, who was silently fuming with anger, before he exploded. I guess Po had the same idea, judging by how he ran past me. I groan in annoyance as Monkey chased after him, yelling threats he would never do and pranks he would most likely do.

After chasing him for what seemed like forever, they finally came to an agreement that Po would buy him two jars full of almond cookies by weeks end. And with that, we turn out our lights and go to bed. Once in a while, Po will snore, probably something to do with his anxiety or whatever. Tonight wasn't one of those nights, thankfully. But something else was stirring.

I am still asleep, but my bed felt hot and sticky. Like my room just filled with tar, where I could barely breathe. I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable; my body was not responding to my demands to get up, however. My throat was layered with a dry coating, like sand. When I tried to swallow, it made me more thirsty. I was then thrown into a dream, no, a nightmare. No, worse.

A memory.

I wasn't watching from my point of view. Well, not my younger self. I was, instead, standing off to the side, where I couldn't move and I couldn't speak. Only allowed to watch in terror. I stood in front of my old orphanage home. The tall doors with the signature lonely child symbol at the top were unmistakable. Rain pelted down with no mercy with thunder clapping above. With a bright flash of lighting and another clash of thunder, I was standing further back. Not only did I get a bigger view of my old home, but I saw something that I didn't recall happening before. I was running to the orphanage, I was so tiny maybe only two or three years old. But that wasn't it.

I was being pulled by the paw of an older tiger cub.

He must have been four or five. He ran up to the door and banged on it three times.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He panted harder, trying to catch his breath and looked back at me. I looked . . . horrified? Younger me began to cry. The broader looking tiger looked at me (younger me) sympathetically and bent down a little to wipe my tears.

"It's gonna be okay," he said. His voice wasn't so high pitched that it wasn't annoying but he was still a child. But it was soothing and calm in a time that, from what I gathered, was scary. It was almost like he was-

"Big brother's gonna make it all better."

I clutch my chest as I felt something break inside. He's my brother. My older brother. How come I didn't remember this? He was never in the orphanage. Whenever I asked the older adults if I had any family they just looked at each other and said, "They are in a better place now."

Younger me bawled louder, "NO, YOU CAN'T! MOMMY IS HURT AND DADDY WILL BE TOO!" She screamed. What did she mean by that?

He frowned sadly but then he smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, I will always be here for you."

Tigress looked up at him, "Y-y-you p-promise?" she said through sniffles. She held out her pinky claw.

He looked back to the door and this time he punched it, "FOR FUCK'S SAKE! OPEN UP!"

"TY!" yelled mini Tigress.

That name. Ty. I've heard it before. But I've never met him in my life. Almost like deja vu.

He looked back at her, the door now dented, and smiled, "I promise," connecting a claw with Tigress's.

And with that the door opened, revealing a sheep. She gasped at the two cubs, then at the door . . . then at something behind them. I (both of us) followed her gaze back to a white tiger with disfigured arms resembling tentacles with tiny hooks on the undersides. He towered over the three in a menacing fashion, blood trickling down his body and from his mouth. I didn't know if that blood was from him or something else. He roared so loud that it covered the sound of thunder. Something flashed from his neck, a cross looking thing hanged from a necklace.

Ty, I guess, growled and looked back at Tigress, "Once you get in there, you are safe. It can't hurt you in here. Do you understand?" I stared at the monster, trembling in fear. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"

I snapped back at him and nodded. He looked back at the sheep and she instantly let Tigress inside and was about to let in Ty. But the monster had other plans, He reached over with his large arms and grabbed Ty by the shoulder. He screeched in pain and began to claw at the tentacles. Tigress looked outside and yelled for Ty. The next few moments happened very quickly. The monster dragged Ty and ran away so fast, with Ty screaming rapid-fire insults, disappearing into the darkness and rain. With his final words being, "Bring it on you ugly sonuva bitch!"

I lurched up in bed, the screams still echoing in my head; although they were more feminine then I remember. Suddenly the door burst open revealing Po with the rest (and even Shifu) behind him. "What's wrong!?" Po asked panicking.

"I'm fine," I replied calmly, trying to regain my stoic nature.

Shifu marched right past Po, "You most certainly are not! Why else would you scream?" he scolded with worried eyes.

Oh, that's what the feminine screams were, "I screamed?" I questioned more to myself.

They all nodded with murmurs of agreement.

I shook my head, "Well, I'm fine now," I reassured.

"Tigress," said Viper, "It's okay to tell us. Even just one of us. We aren't going to judge you."

I thought about it. I always knew they were to be trusted, well, the jury's still out for Monkey. But it still doesn't sound comfortable talking about it in my room. Especially when it just happened.

"I'll talk about it," I decided. Everyone looked excited. "Tomorrow, at breakfast," I finished. Everyone lost their excitement but they nodded, understanding. Everyone went back to their rooms, but Po stood in my doorway, concerned.

"You don't have to tell me what happened, but can you tell me if you're okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine!" I growl in frustration. He flinched and started to head back. Shit, now I'll have to apologize for that later. I go back to sleep, a bit more peacefully. Suddenly a flash of Ty's face appears right before I black out.

Breakfast was, awkward, to say the least. Especially since Shifu decided to join us. We all sat silently eating our food. I could sense the tension in the air like Po's need for a bathroom break. They were all expecting me to make the first move and open up. Well, it's going to take a lot more then that to crack me. Po took a deep breath and muttered something that sounded a lot like 'screw it'. Which is the closest thing he's ever said to a swear word.

"I think I am about to say what we're all thinking," he said, looking back at the rest of us. We all nod, "We should have lunch at my dad's restaurant."

"Wait, what?" said Crane.

I slap my paw over my eyes and rest my elbow on the table in an exasperated sigh. I show a look of disappointment but secretly, that was exactly what I needed. A lighthearted joke to ease the atmosphere. "No Po, that is not what we were thinking," Shifu replied.

"But we'll think about it," said Viper, giggling.

I sigh, "I know what your all thinking." They all turned their heads to me, Po looks disappointed but gives me his full attention. I take another breath, "Last night was different for me. I had a . . . a dream I guess is the right word."

"A dream!? That's why you freaked out!?" exclaimed Shifu.

I look down in shame, I knew this was stupid.

"CAN IT, SHIFU!" yelled Po. Shifu looked back at Po in surprise. We all were surprised. But Po wasn't phased, he turned back to me and nodded. Allowing me to continue.

"Um, okay. With all due respect, you didn't let me finish," I began again, "I won't go into too much detail. I was back at my old orphanage when I saw me running to the door. I was kinda watching from the sidelines. But . . ." I pause to look for the right words. "I wasn't alone."

I heard very quiet munching as Po was, absentmindedly, eating some tofu. I find it amusing that he's taking such interest in my . . . story. I also notice how Shifu looked very worried or is that . . . resentment?

Anyways, "Guiding me by the paw was another tiger cub named Ty. He's my brother." I heard quiet gasp and Po sushing harshly. "He banged on the door and a sheep answered, but before she could get us both inside . . . nevermind, the next part is stupid," I say, standing up.

"He was dragged away by a tentacle from a monster." Shifu finished.

Everyone looked back at him in confusion, except me. I gaze back at him in awe, "How did you know?"

He became quiet. Very quiet.

Too quiet.

Then finally . . . the alarm gong rang.

Perfect timing.