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A/N: So I didn't mention next chapter. But that was the first major time I have written in Ava's point of view. I had a lot of fun with it and I was shocked that it wasn't too hard. So please let me know how I did! I have written a lot of Iron Fist before, but still tell me how I am doing.

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Dragonwriter 15- I am glad you enjoyed this latest chapter! More of Next Gen: Kai is sure to come. I'm hitting a little bit of writes block so just bear with me on this. I mean it happens.

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Also about the nitpicky thing, just because Ava was born there doesn't mean her family couldn't have moved. And I don't mind you being a little nitpicky trust me, some little details drive me crazy also.

Chapter 2: Danny

I'm late. I'm late. I'm late. I'm late.

Dragon Bones! Why does this always happen to me?

I had been lost in thought once more about some strange news I had been given just the other day. News that made me feel strange and tangled up inside, that could only mean it was about my parents, and my heritage.

I dash down the hallways in the monastery as fast as my legs would carry me.

I was late for Immortal Weapon training. And they aren't the most forgiving people ever.

I dodge people and do flips to keep up my fast pace as I hear people yelling behind me. My blonde bangs in my eyes, as I look back at the people behind me.

I grip the round stone on my necklace. I have to time this just right. Last time I had landed in a pile of books I left lying around in the library, and another time I had landed on some sleeping wolves. And that wasn't very pleasant. There were all sleeping in one spot and I had landed right in the middle. And I could hardly avoid their tails.

And right as I enter the arena, I tighten my grip and infuse it with my chi energy, opening a portal three feet ahead of my which I run into and wait till I feel the dirt under my feet.

"Finally, you're here." A grumpy voice criticizes me. I look up to see that Dog Brother is standing over me.

"Sorry, I got held up at lessons." I say quickly. I smile at him and he doesn't look amused.

He isn't wearing his heavy armor, the whole samurai warrior get-up. Heavy pieces or metal, fitted to each generation and then patched together over and over again with magic. Instead, he wears loose off white pants and is shirtless. I can see the many scars that he had earned by simply doing his job, saving the lost and hopeless, who have fallen more than their fair shares of miles.

In his hands are two bow staffs.

He tosses one at me. "Let's get started."

Three hours later I was covered in bruises. Everything hurts. I feel like a punching bag. I think I would have much rather been nearly killed by the boredom of another political meeting in K'un-Lun than go through what I just did.

After sparring for about half an hour, we ran about 10 miles, after that we went through a few rounds of exercises.

Dog Brother however doesn't look phased. "How about one more time? Are you up for it Young Dragon?"

I look up at him weakly.

"Actually, Dog Brother." A voice makes us both jump to see The Prince of Orphans. "I need to talk with Daniel about leaving in a few weeks."

I feel my face get pale. "What about me leaving?"

"You'll see, please come."

I walk into the dining hall. We both sit down at the table.

"Daniel, the gates of your city open in two weeks and I have found you a place to go during your time in the outside world." John Aman begins. "While on my latest trip I ran into some agents from a peacekeeping organization, called SHIELD. I spoke to someone by the name of Nicolas Fury, and you came up. How you are younger and have your power, and are still in training."

"I wonder how." I mutter. All the Immortal's seem to do is give me a hard time, and tease me, and just be those crazy aunts and uncles I never knew I had. Sometimes it gets hard to even breath around them, I am still not immortal like the rest of them, I am just a teenager. So I am not completely their equal, and they sure treat me like it.

After a death glare he continues. "And after a while you were offered a spot on the team."

I look at him carefully. "I don't know, I mean, yes I have all sorts of training and stuff, but why would I need to join a team?"

"The Immortal Weapons can't give you the real world experience you need, Daniel." He says.

"So you already arranged for them to come get me?" I ask quietly.

"If you agree to this, and I think you will, you will spend a week with Tiger's Beautiful Daughter in the village outside K'un-Lun where you can be picked up. The village with the portal."

I nod. "Two weeks." I mutter.

"I'll have to get back to you on that." I say quietly.

He nods and gets up from the table. "Alright. I will be waiting for your answer." He says, walking out and leaving me there alone.

The next two weeks is slower than anything else I can remember.

Demon attacks had happened every day, some demons were worse than others. I think the worse of all the monsters was the small one that every time you hit it, it would double in size, and every time it hit you, you got a new bruise and coughed up blood.

The other demons were twenty feet tall, they big round mouths and about 5 layers of teeth. And they also had hung claws. That type was mostly made of goop, so when you did destroy it, everything was covered in gray sludge.

I had fallen slightly behind in my studies, I still have three essays that are due, and I still am supposed to translate another couple chapters.

And I didn't even get a chance to meditate. Which has started a buzzing in my head. A very big loud scaly buzzing dragon, if you want to be exact.

And as for sleep, it had almost become like a drug. Once I was asleep, waking up was miserable. It was terrible beyond belief. The relief I had while sleeping was amazing, but it came in small portions.

The gate's opened tomorrow and I hadn't decided. I lay in my bed. My head aches. I had been keeping really busy with my chores, and responsibilities, making sure everything was ready for me to leave.

And then, John Aman. He had asked me about my decision every time he saw me. It was decided I would leave for one year, then return to K'un-Lun to compete for the throne. But, I hadn't decided about the team. I was originally planning to not use my powers while I was gone, there would be no seemingly use for it.

But this, being a hero? I wasn't made for this?

I had gone by to see my parent's graves today. Mom was buried here and a place had been put next to her for dad. The tenth anniversary of their deaths, I can here every year, and sometimes just for comfort. But something today was different, and sitting there, I was a small, frail six year old boy all over again, I was scared.

Scared to make the wrong choice.

So I had trudged back to my room and laid on my bed, and I simply watched the ceiling.

There was a knock on the door. "Daniel?" John Aman's voice asked.

"No decision." I grumbled.

"Then may I come in?"

I sigh. "Yes."

Green mist comes in from under the door. It swirls in the middle of the room and John Aman.

"Daniel. Why can't you decide?" Aman asked me.

"I'm, I just don't know." I sigh.

I look at my hand. "I am sort of nervous about going back, back to my home."

"Why?" He asks. He sits down. And I don't even sit up.

"I, I am still new to this. New to the Iron Fist. What if… what if I agree? And what if then I hurt someone?" I ask.

"You wouldn't hurt anyone." He assures me.

"You don't know that." I inform him.

"Then you can meditate daily, and train to keep the dragon in. You could learn to block him out." Aman replies.

"I know… but… I…" I groan and run my hand through my hair.

"But what Daniel?" Aman asks.

"Even since the monks told me, told me the truth. I just, I can't think straight. Everything seems different." I sigh.

"Danny, don't think about that for a moment." Aman instructs me.

"Ok." I let out a breath.

"Why don't you want to join the team?"

I think about it. "I don't want to hurt anyone."

"Is that it?"

"Yes," I sigh.

"Why are you worried?" He asks me.

"I'm new to the Iron Fist, I don't have perfect control over Shoa-Loa."

"Then join the team, and use this to learn how to control. Use this to become stronger."

I sit up and look at him. I don't look at him in the eyes.

"Your parents would be proud of this, Daniel."

I smile, "I guess so."

"So, you'll do it?"

I smile. "Yes, I will."

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