Yep the third chapter and this one is filled with plenty of drama. I really did enjoy writing this chapter, it was a nice way to practice writing emotions and actions in fiction. I don't do that often because I often don't get that far enough in my fanfiction.

Anyway, I have a question for you readers. Do you think the next chapter of "I am Not the Dragon Warrior" should be more Tigress related or focus more on Po? Private message me or review, I'd like to know.

Anyway Kung Fu Panda belongs to Dreamworks. Plus don't forget to enjoy, that is the most important part!


I poke my head around the corner of the wall, making sure no one is in sight. Thankfully not a single villager is in sight. All I see is more trash and paper on the floor. Feeling its safe to head out in the open, I do so.

I think I may be lost; not because I don't know where I'm going or the fact that this village is big but that everything looks so different. With the whole incident, the village has been changing so much. It's kinda unrecognizable when you see toppled houses, split trees and trash all over the place.

All of a sudden I hear voices coming from behind me. I thought this part of the Valley is abandoned but sadly I am wrong. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted my gut on this."

It sounds like the mob from before which isn't helping my situation. Crud, I need to get away but where? I carefully take a step back, making sure not to make a single- Crunch.

"Everyone heard that right?" One of the villagers says.

Aw, why me?

"Yea, I heard that too. It sounded like someone stepped on a branch. It might be the panda…" A villager responds.

Just why me?

Not even putting another thought on it, I twirl around and run. I don't stop for anything. Everything seems like a blur as I run and I don't know where I'm going. I keep running for who knows how long when my body finally gives in after some time.

I slow down to a jog but that quickly changes to me standing there, grasping my chest in pain. I stand for only a second before I fall on my butt, with a heavy thud sound. My legs like before feel terrible but this time I think they gave out. I'm trying to catch my breath because my chest is in so much pain. My eyes are closed very tight, probably from the migraines. In general my whole body aches right now. Head, back, feet and so on; it all hurt.

I struggle to open my eyes by ignoring the pain and after a couple more seconds pass I do. I see a huge roaring waterfall.

"I'm definitely not in the Village anymore." I say to myself. I slowly look around, not trying to stir up any stronger migraines or aches in my body. It looks like I'm in the Bamboo Forest from the obvious bamboo all over the place. I really must have run that far, I never knew I had it in me.

All of a sudden I realize the sound of the waterfall; it's loud but oddly calming. I feel all of the pain in my body decrease bit by bit. The more I listen to the soothing roar of the water, the more I relax. It feels like ages since I've been this calm but in reality it's only been a couple of hours before all of this went down.

"Hey we found him!" The waterfall crashing roars make an abrupt stop. My body tenses up and it feels like something cold crawls up my back. I can feel all the pain from before hit me again with twice the amount of force, unrelenting. I really did trick myself didn't I? I was so focused on the waterfall; I don't notice the loud mob directly behind me!

My head slowly turns around to see the mob. A mob that looks very angry, they all glare at me with venomous intentions. The mob is filthy, their clothes covered in dirt and grime. All of them are armed with regular tools and appliances of all sorts. Pitchforks, spoons, bowls, whatever they can have. From young to old people, a good portion of the Valley is here, scowling at me.

One thing that stands out in the crowd especially are the numerous injuries on their bodies. Some injuries seeming like little scratches while others have plenty of bruises. Some goats have a couple of bruises while others have huge gashes. Some of the pigs in the mob have very black eyes and cuts on their face. There can't be one person in that group who isn't injured physically in some way.

I feel sick looking at the mob but not because it is too graphic or bloody. It's a reason that has been bugging me ever since this whole fiasco. I even talked about it to my Dad but even then it still bugs me.

I get up from the grassy floor, staring at the mob closely. The tension between me and the villagers is tense; I can feel how angry they are from just the stare.

I realize the villagers are walking towards me slowly but menacingly. I instinctively start taking steps back and they respond with walking but faster this time.

My heart is throbbing and my paws are really sweaty. I have no chance of fighting these guys off I'm way too tired. Running around them is also out of the question, they've blocked the only exit. I know for sure now, I'm a goner.

I take another step backwards, realizing that there is nothing underneath my feet. I look behind myself and see the waterfall, going on for what seems like forever.

Then, a thought sprouts into my mind! It is a crazy idea and I may not survive…

"Sorry, Po but there is no where left to go." A female goat from the mob says. I take my eyes off the waterfall and look back at the villagers, a smirk on my face.

"You guys might be wrong about that."

I jump of the cliff.

Like I had any other choice, I say to myself in a humorous way.

I don't sense much of anything else after that. The only thing I can hear is the powerful rushing waters and the gasps of people in the distance; they grow more and fainter until the sound of the rushing water is the last thing I hear. Something about it felt actually calming but I can't tell why.