Kung Fu Panda: Po Pilgrim vs. The World by

Mitchicus

Part II

Chapter 11: Love and Honor

The panda hurried up the steps of the Jade Palace, determined to find his master. He went to the Sacred Hall of Warriors and found him there. The Red Panda was seated in front of the Reflective Pool and was meditating.

"Master Shifu, may I speak with you?" Po asked.

Master Shifu opened his eyes and stood up. He turned and smiled at the Dragon Warrior.

"Of course Po." Master Shifu said.

"Master Shifu, I have come to know your daughter very well and I was wondering if…I could have your blessings and permission to marry her." Po said.

Shifu smiled and nodded. "You have my permission and my blessings, Po."

Po exhaled deeply. That was easier than I thought. Po scratched his ear.

"I'm glad that went easier than I thought." Po said.

Shifu nodded. "I expected you to come to me like this soon, and well, it happened today."

Po bowed. "Thank you Master Shifu."

Shifu shook his head. "No, thank you Dragon Warrior, for bringing my daughter to happiness; something I failed to do."

Po nodded solemnly and left the hall. He used most of his money to buy things for the…preparations.

The evening came, and everything was ready. All he had to do now was find Tigress.

The panda searched the palace until he came to the Training Hall and found her. She was doing her usual training on the Seven Swinging Clubs of Instant Oblivion, and he watched her until she turned and noticed him. She hopped up to where he was standing and smiled.

"Enjoying the view?" She asked.

Po nodded. "I always do."

Tigress giggled and hugged him.

After a few moments Po broke the hug and looked at her. "Hey, would you like to go eat dinner?"

"I'd love to." Tigress said.

Po gave her his arm and she took it. He escorted her out of the Training Hall like a gentleman and took her up Wu Dan Mountain.

"You didn't tell me where we are going." Tigress said.

Po turned to her and they continued to walk. "Well I have some dinner ready up there."

"Oh…that sounds excellent." Tigress said purring.

They reached the top of the mountain and stopped. A table with two chairs was before them. The chairs were cushioned and the table was covered with a red cloth. On the table was tea, white rice, fried rice, dumplings of many different kinds, and tofu. Tigress licked her lips at the tofu and stopped in front of a chair. Po pulled it back for her and she stepped to the table. He slid it back underneath her and she sat down. Po went to the other chair and sat down. The table was lit by bright candles, illuminating the two.

"How long did all of this take you?" Tigress asked picking up her chopsticks.

"Most of the day, even with my dad's help." Po said picking up his own chopsticks.

"It's really nice Po." Tigress said beginning to eat the tofu ravenously.

Po chuckled. "Go easy on the tofu Tigress!"

Tigress smiled. "It's the best tofu I've ever tasted; how can I slow down?"

"I guess you can't." Po said as he moved to the dumplings.

It was harder than fighting a battle for him it seemed; trying to act not nervous. She's going to find it soon, Po thought.

Tigress sipped her tea and Po struggled to find a good conversation.

"Are you glad that all of the exes are gone?" Po asked.

Tigress set down her tea and looked at him smiling. "Definitely. They tried to keep us apart, and now that they're gone, we can finally be together."

Po smiled. "That's true, and I'm also glad that it's over."

The two went back to eating and Tigress began to eat the white rice. Po tensed, and waited for it. Tigress pulled a chunk of rice out with the beautiful ring attached to it. Not knowing what it was, Tigress used her finger and pulled it off.

"What's this?" She asked.

"Tigress," Po said, out of his chair and now on one knee beside her. "Will you marry me?"

Tigress couldn't talk for a few moments from the joy that filled her. Finally, she was able to speak. "Yes Po, I will!"

The feline got out of her chair and embraced the panda. They kissed passionately and tears of joy filled her eyes.

"I'm so happy that we are together Po!" Tigress said as tears went down her orange cheeks.

"Me too." Po said smiling.

One month later.

We see the beautiful land of Japan. It seems peaceful…but it is at war. The Katsu Clan was once again at war with the Chuji. The two battled continuously; burning the other's villages and murdering their civilian population and fighting the other's armies. The war seemed as if it would rage for years and years…until this fateful day.

The Chuji Clan's leader, Bruntre, took a small group of his warriors with him while the rest of his massive army of Samurai Warriors battled the Katsu. Bruntre and his men burned a Katsu village and killed most of the civilian population there. When they were finished, they went back towards the site of the battle and set up a temporary headquarters there for their next move against the Katsu.

It was a foggy morning, and snow covered the trees and ground of the forest they were in. Samurai Warriors guarded perimeters, ready to repel any attack. One guard stood next to a tree. He saw a figure dash quickly, and it was so fast that one could say that it wasn't really there. The guard squinted, trying to find the figure in the woods but had his mouth grabbed from behind by a paw and his neck was snapped. The tiger that killed him gently set him on the ground. Another guard was walking along the boundary of the headquarters when an arrow sailed through the air and plunged into his eye. The Samurai grasped the arrow and yelled in pain, alerting his allies of an enemy presence. Two more Samurai went beside the now dead warrior and one was struck in the throat from another arrow. The Samurai grasped the arrow and gurgled before falling to the ground dead. The last Samurai drew his own bow, trying to find the enemy archer. Another arrow sailed through the air and plunged into the Samurai's chest. He grunted and fell to the ground. Five more Samurai came up and faced the direction that the arrows were coming from, staring into the fog to try and see the enemy. Out of the fog came the attacker, who dropped his bow and arrows and walked towards them. They charged with their swords, and the attacker stopped. He grinned and drew a Katana and Wakizashi sword, brandishing them both in his hands. He went into a stance and waited for them. On his mask was the image of an intimidating demon, and the Samurai charging at him were feeling its psychological power. They reached the warrior and began slicing at him with their swords. The warrior blocked a Samurai's sword before knocking it out of his hands. He sliced the Samurai's chest open with his Wakizashi short-sword, spraying the snow with blood. His enemy groaned and fell to the snow. Another sliced at the warrior, and he dodged the blade before decapitating him with his Katana. The Samurai's enemy's body and head fell to the ground. The three stepped back as the Samurai grinned through his mask. He charged and in three swift slices from his blades, cut their abdomens and killed them. Their bodies fell to the ground and the Samurai sheathed his Wakizashi sword. He walked with his bloody blade deeper into the enemy territory. A Samurai jumped out of the trees and tried to cut the tiger in half but he blocked it. The Samurai shoved his enemy back and impaled him in a quick stab, and then pulled his blade from him. The enemy leaned against a tree and fell to the ground.

The Samurai continued on, and came to a clearing. There was a tent at the center and there was a small river running behind it. A large group of Samurai circled Bruntre, protecting their lord. When Brunte saw one attacker, he was shocked.

"There is only one attacker yet he is still alive? Finish him!" Brunte commanded.

A large group of Samurai formed a line and charged at the lone attacker. He put his foot back in a defensive stance and waited for them. He jumped into the air when they reached him and decapitated two warriors with one slice as he was in midair. He landed on the ground as he impaled another foe. The warrior pulled the sword out of him and cut the throat of a Samurai as his foe tried to impale him. The attacker kicked a Samurai away from him before he impaled another.

The numbers of the Samurai began to fall quickly. Brunte watched with his hand on the hilt of his Katana. He knew that he would soon have to face the Samurai that now decimated his men.

The Samurai jumped into the air as five warriors surrounded him. He made one cut in a circle, and then landed back on the ground. His enemy's heads rolled to the ground as well as their bodies.

The Samurai sighed and wiped his blade on the snow, ridding it of the great amount of blood on it. After cleaning his sword, he calmly walked towards Brunte and faced him in the snowy ground.

"It is impressive that you have managed to defeat my best soldiers, warrior." Brunte said drawing his sword. "But I am more of a challenge."

The Samurai grinned through his armor and bent his knees, going into a stance. Brunte did the same, imitating everything his opponent did. The warrior lowered his sword to his side and held it with both hands, and Brunte did the same. The warrior slowly began circling Brunte, and Brunte to him. With one last crunch of his feet in the snow, the warrior stopped. Brunte did so as well, and all they could hear was the wind blow for a few moments.

Brunte made the first move, and yelled as he charged at the Samurai. The Samurai blocked his blade and shoved him backwards with his foot. The warrior went on the offensive, pushing him backwards. Brunte was hitting the Samurai's blade every time, but he knew that the Samurai was not even trying to fight. He was just warming up. The warrior spun in a circle quickly and cut Brunte in the stomach. The tiger grunted and tightened his grip on his sword. Blood dripped down his shirt and down his pants. The snow began to redden with the blood. However, Brunte showed no pain, for it was said that Samurai should show no pain. The two stopped fighting for a few moments until Brunte went on the offensive. He slashed at the Samurai, spinning and turning and jabbing; always trying to gain the upper hand on this foe but could not. The warrior swiftly dodged each of his opponent's attacks and then kicked his enemy's blade out of his hand. Brunte turned to his blade fall to the ground. Instead of finishing the kill, the warrior kicked the sword back into the air and caught it by its grip. He flipped the sword and handed it back to the warlord.

"I will not fight an unarmed man." The Samurai said.

Brunte nodded and went back into a stance. He charged at the warrior again, began blocked each time. The Samurai dodged his last attack and plunged his blade into Brunte's stomach. Brunte grunted and the Samurai pulled out the blade. The warlord fell to his knees. The wound would only give him a slow death, and Brunte wanted to preserve his honor. He drew his dagger and turned the blade to face himself.

"Warrior," Brunte said, "please keep my honor."

The Samurai nodded and went to Brunte's side, holding his sword at the ready. Brunte plunged the dagger into his own intestines, and disemboweled himself. He grunted, signaling the Samurai to preserve his honor, for Samurai were never supposed to show pain. The warrior moved his sword back quickly and made a clean swipe. The blade pulled Brunte's head from his body and it rolled to the ground. His body soon hit the ground, and the Samurai sheathed his sword. He bowed in respect to the fellow Samurai as blood began to flow from his enemy's stump.

He turned and walked out of the woods, headed for the smoke that he saw in the air. He reached the Katsu village that was burned. Buildings were in flames, bodies were on the ground, and the sky was a bright red from all of the fire. The warrior saw a lioness wounded on the ground. She was battered and bruised as well, and she looked up at the Samurai. She mistook him to be another Chuji warrior or something else. The fire around him made his eyes appear to be bright red through his mask, and she believed that he might be a demon. She was frightened by him.

The Samurai smiled under his helmet. "There's nothing to be scared of. You are safe."

She fainted and the warrior sighed. He picked up her unconscious body with both paws. He wrapped her paws around his neck and he held her up by her back and legs. He began heading towards his village.

He reached the mountainous and peaceful village, one that was the greatest of the Katsu. Metalworkers made brand new Katana swords, and the Samurai talked of the previous battle with the Chuji. His allies noticed him and bowed. He could only nod back, for he carried the lioness. He reached his own home and set her down on his bed, inside his own room. He found a doctor to tend to her wounds and headed for his leader. He reached his leader's home and walked past the guards there. He went into his leader's room, where the tiger was sitting on his knees and was meditating. When the tiger heard him enter, he rose up and turned around. The Samurai bowed to his leader.

"Katsumodo," He said.

The leader smiled. "Has victory against the Chuji been achieved, my old friend?"

The Samurai took off his helmet and held it to his side.

The Samurai smiled. "Victory has been achieved." Mitchicus said.

A/N: Po proposes to Tigress and the White Tiger defeats the Chuji. I'm so glad that I finally got the beginning of part II out! I hope it still feels like part I, if not better! This chapter's song is "Spectres of the Fog" from the movie The Last Samurai, by Hans Zimmer. This song sets the mood for the Samurai battle in this chapter. Next chapter: Brothers. Mitchicus returns to China to fight in another war. I ask that everyone add this story to alerts so that you can know when chapters come out. Please review, share, comment, and please, no flames.