Shang's POV

The next morning I was out of their house before the sun had even rose. I rode back to where we had been ambushed, the ground was no longer smoking, however bodies could be seen. Head's rolling in the wind. Not exactly something you would put on a postcard.
"You know... This wouldn't be that bad of a place to have a summer home." Mushu said, trying to lighten the mood. I still can't believe that I had brought the stupid lizard with me. He LIED to me for goodness sake!

"Do you know where she is?" I ask through clenched teeth, trying to calm my voice. Mushu just looked at me with hollow eyes and sadly shook his head. I growled and punched a tree. "How can she just be missing?!" I yelled at the sky. I don't even know why I was reacting like this in the first place. On top of frozen feet I know had a hurt hand. The ancestors weren't with me today.

I continued walking seeing familiar faces every few steps until a river blocked my path. A dark shape floated out of it, blue with cold and bloated with water. It shifts up and I see the familiar face of my face.

Howling with rage I rush into the water and grab him, hoping against all hope that he could be saved.

"Father?" My voice was soft, like I was scared to wake him. "Father?!" A little louder, until I was yelling and sobbing. I shook him and his head just rolled, no pulse could be found. Nothing. No breathing, no pulse, no laughter, just... Emptiness. Like my heart.

"Uhhh... I hate to bear bad news but... What's that?" Mushu pointed to a slim figure that floated out seemingly dragged by a branch that was caught on the dress. I could make out the features a little bit more. It was a girl. With short hair.

"Mulan?" I breathed, hoping that she was still alive. Knowing that would be impossible, there is no way she could have survived the cold of the water, not to mention she had probably been underwater for at least a few hours. I wade back into the river and pull her to the shore. No sign of life anywhere. My fingers are numb with cold now. It doesn't matter, nothing matters. I let Ping down. His sister is unmistakably dead.
"NO!" My voice is the only thing that could be heard in the eerie quiet of the snow covered forest. "No." I sobbed. I couldn't help it, nothing would ever be right in the universe now. Nothing could ever be right. I look closer at Mulan, her small lips are dark blue, her skin a grayish blue color. The dark color of her dress made her washed out and pale.

I put both of the bodies on my horse, Mushu had curled up next to Mulan. I don't blame him, if someone I had been protecting had been killed I would be doing the same thing. But I couldn't. Not anymore. Not since I was eleven. Not that it would matter.

I walked the seven hours on horseback to Mulan's village, it took me all day and night. My feet ached but honestly? I didn't care. She had died, my FATHER had died. Nothing could ever be right anymore.

Walking up to the walkway to the Fa house was pure torture, not even an iron heated poker could compare to the pain I felt. The sun was barely setting when I saw Fa Zhou walking towards me. Hope in his eyes.

"MUL-" the words died in his throat as he got closer. Close enough to see her body.

"I am so sorry." The words seem hollow, not that anything could be whole again anyways. Fa Zhou's lips set in a hard line while he nods.

"What happened?" He asks, the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"I don't know." I wish I did, I wish I could bring him closure but I can't. I can't do it. He just nods and takes his now thawed out daughter.

"Go." He whispers. I must have looked confused, because soon he was yelling it. "I SAID LEAVE!" A urn next to him was thrown at me. I didn't stay to see what else he would throw, I mounted my horse and left. Never to return there again.

Again short. But I will be posting the last chapter today as well. It will probably be even shorter. I am very sorry.