Journey to the North
Chapter 2: The Frost Banshees
Author's note: Another chapter for the ones who follow and read my stories. Sincerely thank you from a twisted person:D
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"Urh, where am I?" Song tiredly groaned, slwoly opened her eyes. She slowly sat up, looked around, to see that she was in a small room. There was a small bed, which she was sitting on, a small table, 2 chairs and a closet. Then she noticed something on the table. Standing up, she saw a small piece of paper, a cup of tea and some bread. She picked up the piece of paper, it said:
"Dear Miss Song, I'm sorry I couldn't startle you today, I'm on a mission. So I guess, this piece of paper will make up for it. So sorry that I had to knock you out again, but, I must obey my master. Please don't try to escape, getting you in this small room was hard enough for me. And for your own acknowledgement, the door is locked. For your own safety of course. Here's your break fast, I'll return soon."
Balro
Song sighed, then reached for her meal. the bread wasn't bad, just wasn't like home. The cup of tea was still hot, strange for a freezing Northern land. Finishing her break fast, she dropped down onto her bed again, with nothing to do, she thought of home, of her friends, and Kann. She missed him. But she was feeling some changes, in him maybe. But still, she shook it off and drifted into sleep.
Kann stood on top of a snow covered hill, scanning for signs. He had been tracing the retreating army for a while now. He caught up with them on his way. They moved slow enough to keep track on, due to large numbers. He stood there, unknown to the army below, watching. His eyes heavy, due to his sleepless nights traveling in high speed. And he was mentally unstable. There had been changes within him, his mind was going somewhere else, he was shifting to a dark place. Only the cause of bringing Song back kept him intact, kept him on his old path. He had kept his anger under control, and his own traitorful mind kept grounded in the bottom of his heart.
But not for long.
" Ah, Balro, I was expecting you to come!" Greeted an old lion, his mane was a blend of silver and gold, firmly tied back behind his head. He was hammering a sword some sorts, in a big workshop below a snow-covered mountain.
" Alright, Soren. How is the progess?" Asked the panther, entering Soren's workshop, taking of his cloak and hung it on a sword shelf.
" It is almost finish my friend! The Frost Banshees. As powerful as ever! Now, only one thing is missing." Said soren.
" Blood of the decendant of the Frost Wolves." Firmly said Balro, " Right. I'll report back to our master that it is almost ready. Anything else you want to tell me, Soren?" Asked balro.
" Arh, yes. he came earlier this morning, asking the same question. Watch out, my good friend. There isn't any existence of peace anymore in the North. " Watch the old lion.
" Thanks old friend." With that being said, Balro took his cloak and left, leaving the lion to his own business. Soren returned to his hammer, thrusting it down at the weapon on his anvil. The blade, strangely, sparked blue. Frosty blue.
" OUCH!" Winced everyone in the training hall after seeing Tigress hit Po with a powerful kick, sending him to the mat.
" That hurts." Commented Mantis, laughing.
Po was sparring with Tigress, and as always, he was losing. He was the Dragon Warrior, yes, but when he was with Tigress, not so much. Though she hit him hard, the panda found his way up at last.
" Continue." Firmly said Tigress, going into her stance.
" Gladly." Po replied, then charged at Tigress. The two continued to fight.
All was watching them. Except for two reptiles having a sparring match themselves in the other side of the room.
" Got cha!" Said Za Shen the black mamba after blocking a tail from Viper. But then she whacked him with her tail right in his face.
" OW! What was that for?!" Groaned the black snake.
" Sorry dear. YOu must stay focus in all fights. Otherwise I will lose you when you go out fighting in some missions." She answered, her eyes kind and gentle, and worried too. She was worried that she might had hit him too hard.
" It's OK dear. That's what I love about you!" Smiled Shen, shaking the smack off. Then they continued to trade blows and blocks.
Shifu was watching his proud pupils sparring with one another then Zeng the messenger goose landed right beside him.
" Now Zeng, what do you have for me?" Shifu said to the messenger goose.
" Yes Master Shifu. The emperor sends words summoning you to the royal court. He needs words with his advisors, more importantly Kung Fu masters."
" And what is it about?"
" Kann's departure, Master. They suspects that he plotted the attack, and now is going to the North to plan another."
" What?! Foolish politics. Very well, I'll be there in a week."
" Four days Master. They made it clear that they requested your present immediately."
" Alright. You can go now Zeng." Shifu said, the goose bowed, then took flight. Shifu then exited the training hall and headed for his
" Hah, I beated you again." Smiled sarcastically Tigress, pressing Po against the wall with her elbows.
" Not this time!" Po quickly twised and turned, breaking free from Tigress's grip. Then he quickly faked a punch and sweeped Tigress to the mat. Everyone just gasped in awe.
" Well that's the first!" Commented Monkey.
" You owe me 10 almond cookies." Whispered Mantis to Monkey, followed by a frown by Monkey.
" You give up?" Po now mimicking Tigress's tone earlier, his hands still pressed against her back. After a minute of struggling, she gave up eventually.
" Alright! Just let me go!" Tigress said, a little louder than necessary.
" Alright alright! I'm letting you go! Geez, Tigress, you really need to take things less serious." Po commented, standing up, releasing Tigress from his grip.
" I'm...sorry. You've been training well, Po. I'm impressed." Tigress quickly switched the subject.
" Well, I train with the bests." Po said, " Anyway, who's hungry?" Po quickly got back to his old habits
" Right, it's time for lunch." Declared Tigress, " Viper, are you two finished yet?" Asked Tigress to Za Shen and Viper.
" What do you say, babe?" Asked Shen to his green snake.
" Ok, let's stop here." She said to Shen.
Soon, night came, and the residents of the Jade Palace quickly got to their rooms. But somewhere in the far North, a white wolf was still following the army of his enemy. The army had set up camp in a valley, surrounded by snow covered mountains. Kann set up his own camp for the night in a cave high above a mountain. Also, he refused to himself not to set up any fire, for that would take his element of surprise. He looked down at the army's camp, seeing that most of it had already drifted into sleep, so he decided he should spend a little time to himself. He couldn't sleep, at least not right now, when he was eager for being so close to Song. He stood up and observed the cave. Kann ran his fingers across the freezing walls of the cave, revealing acnient markings. He had learned to read this kind of language, in his youth, it was the ancient tongue, long forgotten, with the destruction of his village. Only he remained. The markings described tales of legends, of heroic battles. Then he came across markings about the Frost Banshees. It said that, the blades were created by the Frost Lord, long had wielded the power of frost, one of the Seven Lords of life. He created the weapons, one of his most powerful tools, as his weapons in the battle against the Lord of Death. It said that the swords was bound by the blood of the Frost Wolves, for them was granted usage of the Frost Banshees when the Seven went into sleep. The weapons had the power of Frost, when the two met, it would create a thunderous shriek, like a banshee, deafening its enemy, and froze them, with the extending frost under their feet. at this point. The markings stopped. Kann retreated his hand. He reached for his sword, the Blood Drawer, closed his eyes, remembering the pain, the rage he forced into the weapon. Then he shot his eyes open, realizing that this weapon he created, had gone against his path. He hoped for a path of peace. A life with no danger for his close ones. Then he came to an decision. He went for the furthest, deepest part of the cave, he thrusted his sword downwards, piecing the ground. He took a few steppes back, raised his hands and shot out freezing air(kinda like Frozon in Incredibles, I dunno how to get it right. Don't complain,I'm a Vienamese remember? And he's a frost wolf, so yeah he got frost powers. Don't be surprised when in the first story he got fire's. That's because he had his time learning from a voodoo master in Africa, just to make sure you guys didn't forget anything.), engulfing the sword, sealed it within a thick layer of frost. He extracted one of his nails. He carved on the recently created frost wall of his, " Here lies the weapon of destruction, Blood Drawer. Whom shall it be wielded, heed my warnings, one day it will turn on you."
Finished, Kann turned and walked to the mouth of the cave. He sat down, his back against the freezing wall. He pulled his black cloak over his body, and drifted off into sleep. The moon was above him, seemingly watching over his strides in destiny.
Author's note: so so so sorry for the long update! School and shits. I have very limited time to write so bear with me! Oh and for anyone who didn't read my first, click to my stories and please, read and review!