Hey everybody! It's me, BrokenSoldier! Now, most of you may know me for my stories Welcome to Our World and Tigress' Trauma (go a read them if you already haven't), and while they're starting to become fairly popular, I'm wanting to do something else without my OC's. This story is going to be centered around Tai Lung and his reawakening. However, there's a catch... he's become an amnesiac! He doesn't remember who he is, what's happened; he doesn't remember ANY Kung-Fu! Heck, he can't even remember his own name! Anyway, enough about the tiny details of the plot; let's get on with the story!
Chapter 1: Who Am I?
A burst of golden mist covered the Valley of Peace, signaling the inevitable defeat of Tai Lung by the hands, or… paws, of the Dragon Warrior. Exploding outward with the unleashing of the Wuxi Finger Hold, the sudden release of energy arced over the hills beyond the village, racing over its inhabitants and the Furious Five, the protectors of the Valley of Peace. Within minutes, the triumphant roars of the Valley's denizens could be heard for miles, rejoicing in the salvation of their home from the hands of the savage beast that was Tai Lung. However, this is not the full story of the snow leopards fall… and rise. The golden release of power continued to race over mountains and hills and streams, eventually disappearing to everyone except those that could sense its power; those at the epitome of mastery of Kung-Fu. Eventually, the dust and mist that had raced across the valleys of China converged at a single point, all of it colliding with an immense explosive power, rocketing upward before plummeting back to Earth just as rapidly. In a final flash of light, the dust that had darted across the land finally settled, revealing… Tai Lung, lying on his back, arms and legs spread out and out like a light. Five minutes went by without any signs of movement from the being; it would seem as if the master had recently died, his body left to rot in the middle of an uncharted forest. Finally, Tai Lungs chest began to slowly rise and fall and rise again, taking in fresh oxygen with every breath while his eyes slowly twitched open to take in the scenery around him. The feline turned his head to the left before slowly turning it the other way, rising up and resting on his elbows, groaning with fatigue while popping his shoulder blades, still staring at the area he rested in. Tai Lung had awakened in the middle of a dense bamboo forest; nothing less than the shoots surrounded him, with not so much as another insect to keep him company.
'Where am I?' Tai Lung thought to himself, rising to his feet, still taking in the limited variety of scenery around him.
Suddenly, the feline's bright, golden rod eyes shot open at the realization of the situation.
"Wait! Who am I?" The former-master shouted to himself, staring at the scenery around him, mouth agape and rapidly taking in breath with worry.
Amnesia had befallen the poor warrior; the power of the Wuxi Finger Hold had wiped away every single bit of his memories. Even his own name escaped his grasp, frustrating the master to an incredible extent. Tai Lung began to clutch his skull in frustration, struggling to remember what the first letter of his name was, let alone the first part! The feline eventually let out an exhale, letting his arms drop to the sides while he stared forward, gazing at the impenetrable walls of bamboo before him.
'Maybe someone else knows what happened to me; heck, maybe they can help me find out who I am in the process.' Tai Lung thought to himself before proceeding through the endless forest of bamboo, the thickets rustling with each step the feline took.
Tai Lung's vision was heavily obscured; all he could see before him was the green plant that continued to surround him in a sea of flora; an incredibly repetitive sea of flora. The walls of bamboo, while they parted to make a pathway for Tai Lung, also slapped him in the face from time to time, causing him to lash out at the shoots, each one breaking with the swipe and going off into another part of the endless forest. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Tai Lung made his way out of the endless forest, arriving at a small oasis in the middle of the living labyrinth. The fields within the area were fresh with life, the emerald green grass wavering in the gales that broke through the walls of the impenetrable forest of bamboo, calling Tai Lung over to the sapphire, pristine waters of the small lake before him. Tai Lung couldn't resist; slowly making his way over to the waters, Tai Lung knelt down by the shore, cupping his hands and filling them with water, gulping down every cool drop as it fluidly slid down his throat while he exhaled with content. However, from the thickets of bamboo, a pair of night-blue eyes meticulously glared at Tai Lung from a distance, watching the creature have his fill of the waters he knelt by. The animal within the thickets pulled his paws behind him, pulling out two knives from his haunches, each detailed with a jade green handle and a golden dragon wrapped around the hilt, their maws open in a snarl, ready to unleash an inferno upon their victims.
'Finally, murderer, you shall pay for your crimes against China…' the assailant thought to itself before lunging towards Tai Lung in a blur, Tai Lung swinging himself toward the sudden movement, holding his arms up in an X-guard as his attacker collided with him, the two of the tumbling farther in the field and back into the forest of bamboo.
The attacker eventually came out on top, holding a knife to Tai Lung's neck while the feline tried to gain details on his assailant. The armed assassin was wearing a dark violet cloak, shielding his face from view, while under the garment the attacker wore a lightning blue* cheongsam, paired with a set of jet black silk pants, tightened at the ankles by a series of wraps.
"Any last words, killer?" the attacker muttered, tightening his grip on the knife while pressing the blade towards Tai Lung's neck.
"Killer? What are you talking about? I've never harmed a soul in my life! Or, at least what I think is my life…"
The assailant merely scoffed at the ex-warrior below him before replying "Paranoia; that's all that you've got, murderer. Now, you shall pay for your crimes! DIE!"
But before the assassin could finish the deed, Tai Lung's body instantly fell limp, causing the attacker to rise from his body, staring at the unconscious feline before him. Searching his body, the assassin found a small dart that had punctured Tai Lung's neck, plucking it from his flesh and bringing it up to his face. Taking a sniff, the attacker easily identified the herbs on the dart; commonly used for a sleeping draught to help patients during surgery.
"You never did excel at following orders, did you, my apprentice?" said another cloaked figure in the same garbs as the warrior that stood over Tai Lung.
"Only because you taught me to follow my own path." Tai Lung's attacker replied ever-so smugly.
The figure behind him merely chuckled, shaking his head before wandering over to the unconscious feline and picking him up on his shoulders.
"Well, you'll have time to beat the stuffing out him later. For now, we need to get him back to the village. Something tells me that from his reaction, he may not be the man we thought he was."
"But we know who he is! He's a murder! A predator! A monster that deserves to be killed and left to rot in this forest!" The other warrior protested, trying to convince his master that he was absolutely right in this situation.
"My apprentice, we may know who he is, but maybe he's the one that needs to discover his identity."
"What? You can't be serious!"
"I'm am serious; I do believe that our target has developed a rather serious case of amnesia."
Well, sorry for the short first chapter, but more will come into light later in the story. Anyway, I'm open for OC suggestions for a villain! Now, here are my requirements for said villain;
He or she has to be both likable and hatable; just use Shen as an example
The villain has to have some kind of backstory that will contribute to his or her personality and goals
Q) THE VILLAIN HAS TO BE A BADASS! That is the key factor for any good villain!... with a few exceptions (I'm looking at YOU Sephiroth!)
Well, that's it for me! I'll see you all next chatper!
A/N: Lightning Blue: There's always this lining around a bolt of lightning, and its a fairly recognizable shade. There's also a brief flash of the color when the bolt strikes.