Po sat on the cliff and looking up at the cloudy day sky while eating a peach. The remains of Oogway's staff leaning on the tree. Oogway left the garden to Po if he was to ever meet his demise. Now, Oogway was dead and the garden was Po's now.

Po ate a peach to drown his sadness again. He wanted to keep his mind off of this as much as he could. He looked in his hand, which had the scroll with the letter S in it. He wanted to read, something was telling him to. This was a good time to.

Po put both hands on the scroll. He took a deep breath and was about to open the scroll until a voice filled with hate made itself known.

"I wonder what that could be?"

Po looked back and saw Jack, walking pass all of the flowers over to him. Po didn't notice the suspicious look on his face while he just closed the scroll.

"Oh hey...this is nothing-"

Po gasped as Jack took the scroll.

"Really? Doesn't look like nothing." Jack said looking it over.

"Give that back...please." Po said in a silent tone.

"Why would I? What don't you want me to see?"

"Give. It. Back!" Po repeated, growling it this time.

Jack pretended to think.

"...No, I don't think so."

Jack flew away. Po growled and got on a fire ball to follow Jack. They didn't go pass the Mountains, but Jack's speed made it a long chase. Po was starting to get very pissed. His fur and eyes were turning blue again as he took off his gloves.

Po held both hands out and aimed at Jack. But as the dragons on his hands were opening, some part in Po made him start trying to fight the urge to do a kill shot. He still shot a blue ball of fire out of his hands, but it fortunately missed.

Jack, seeing the ball, stopped and glared back at Po.

"Ha! I knew it!"

Behind Jack was a large cloud that made it start to blizzard. Po, whose fur and eyes was turning red again, stopped and stood there perplexed.

"What are you talking about?" The melting snow on his body wasn't the focus at the moment.

"You're just like other fire spirits! Don't care who you kill to get what you want! I bet you're working with them already!"

Po still looked confused.

"I don't know why Manny chose you! Maybe you even manage to fool him with your oblivious moron act! I totally know you're a moron, but I know you know something about those other fire spirits! You didn't do anything to that chicken when he was at the North Pole and I know damn well that you didn't knock out the cat! Just admit it, you're with them!"

"I'm not on their side!"

"Don't lie to me!"

"Why don't you believe me?" Po growled. "Why do you hate me? I've been try to be a good friend and Guardian-"

"And look how good that turned out! I told you that you were just gonna leave a flaming mess and so far, that's all that happened! You are a fire spirit that messes everything up! Whether on purpose or accident, you're equally to blame for just existing!"

Jack pulled his hand back to throw the scroll pass Po. He was about to do it, but he brag it down slowly when he looked at Po. Po was crying with his hands in his face. He was silently saying 'ow' as the tears stung his eyes and hands, and for the snow melting on him. The blizzard stopped as Po slowly floated back to the garden and stepped off the ball.

Po got on his knees and looked down in complete submission and shame. He saw Jack's feet in front of him with his puffy red eyes and begun talking.

"Don't you think I know that?" He said. "Everything you said is true. I want to say that they were just accidents, but Oogway told me there are no accidents. It only makes me feel confused over it. But the point is you may as well tell me something I don't know."

Jack watched as Po put back on his gloves on and held out his hand.

"Please...just give it back." Po said in a low and silent tone. "It not even mine, I'm borrowing it."

Jack wanted to say something like 'from whom?', but he just put the scroll in Po's hand, carefully since the scroll was very old. He really didn't have anything to say to this. The panda never broke down in front of him, or anyone, before, and it looked nothing like he was acting.

"You couldn't have been..."

Po, who was confused by what Jack said, looked at him while putting the scroll in his pocket.

"I couldn't have been what?" Po asked

"...Nothing. I've had some...bad experiences with fire spirits and-"

"You thought I was involved and that caused you to hate me?"

"Something like that...and the fact that you act nice and friendly kinda pissed me off. I thought you were a lying fatass."

"I wouldn't believe it either, so I don't blame you..."

Jack wasn't really comfortable with this. He actually still doesn't believe this is real. Po was a fire spirit, so that meant he was evil, right? He was working with them, wasn't he?

"...Be honest though. Are you with them or us?"

Po groaned, not out of annoyance but more out of hurt.

"With you guys. I would never be with them. I'm having a bad enough time trying not to get that angry."

"What do you mean?"

"...When I turn blue..."

One of Jack's brows rose.

"I don't see what wrong with that."

"Blue fire is the second hottest fire, which makes me one of the strongest fire spirits." Po said. "I don't like being that. They would use that to no end if I ever joined them. I have no plans using it purposely after..."

Jack looked interested in hearing this. Not for any purposes on hurting him, but he was actually willing to sit and listen to the bear.

"Go on..." Jack said sitting down.

"...The Palace I live in."

"Palace?"

"Yeah, the Jade Palace. There were people who use to live there. I had nowhere to go that felt more like home. I wanted to be friends with them so badly, because I felt like they would be some the only people who'd accept me…who'd help me…"

Po paused to let Jack sink it in, and then continued.

"It was mostly from the fact that no matter where I saw them, I could sense their sadness. They smile at other people, but the miserable feelings from them were easy for me to feel, and I didn't like it. I wanted them to see me so I could cheer them up…I don't know why I wanted them to know I was here so badly, it was like…like-"

"Like you knew them from somewhere?"

"Exactly! But I couldn't have known them before! When I first saw them, it was a few days after I was created by Manny!"

"…So, you don't know?"

"Know what?"

"You...well…"

"Oh! I'm drifting off here, sorry!" Po said while rubbing his forehead, forgetting what Jack said. "Anyway, this went on for a few years before a gang of crocodiles, wolves, and even a few oxen attacked the Palace. The overpowered them with their number and when I saw them being taken down, I felt…rage. A mess of rage."

Jack felt a wave of aggression hit him suddenly. He looked at Po's face and immediately stood up to backed away as he saw the livid look, another look he hadn't seen from the panda.

"I was so angry that I couldn't do anything." Po said in a low voice that was filled with malice, as he started to turn blue. "I didn't want to watch the people be hurt; I want those bandits to go away! I wanted to make them suffer! And when they actually managed to trap the old man and his wife, I-I-"

Jack backed away as Po was almost fully blue and there was a fire circle forming around him. Jack thought fast and made big, dark cloud above Po.

Po almost black out when he felt the blanket of snow fall on him. He turns red once again as the snow melted on him and the circle disappeared, leaving a burned circle behind. Jack walked cautiously to Po, who came back from his nearly insane state.

"…You okay?" Jack asked.

"…"

"Po?"

"…I burned it down…"

"What?"

Jack sat back down and listened some more.

"I don't know what exactually happened, since I wasn't in control at the moment. But when I was in control, the whole building was in blue flames. The bandits were dead and the people was lucky to escape."

Jack frowned at this.

"I decided to live there, not having much to do. I guess word went around about what happened and most of the other spirits avoided me like the plague. I...I'm Manny's mistake. I was never meant to be a Guardian."

"If you think that, why didn't you leave when I told you?"

"I actually almost did. But Oogway convinced me to keep trying. I mean it is my dream to be a Guardian ever since I heard they existed!"

Po stood up proudly and walked around acting in his usual excited nature.

"I've always wanted to be the Guardian of Righteousness!" Po said with ecstasy. "Or The Guardian of Amazing...ness...or The Guardian of Awesomeness!"

Po stopped as his face turned from ecstasy to remorse.

"But...If I'm really as bad as everyone, including you, says I am then...I may as well be...the Guardian of Destruction..."

Jack watched as Po sat down with his back to him. The winter spirit finally realised, this wasn't some act being preformed by an idiot actor. This was a spirit who just wanted to have friends and to not be thought of as some monster by everyone.

Jack could see that Po hadn't had much luck with believers. Po was friendly and if people just let him, he'd be the best friend the no one ever thought of having. That wasn't what Jack did, he just blamed Po the minute he just saw him and he had no reason to.

Jack sighed. He saw the Po was, in his own little way, just like him. The only differences is Po was older and wanted to join the Guardians, who truth be told were the only ones who would be willing to let Po in.

Jack crawled to Po and pat his shoulder.

"It's okay Po..." Jack said. "There were times when I thought that I was Manny's mistake."

Po looked at Jack.

"I know, then you joined the Guardians and started feeling that you were meant to protect the fun in children."

"Exactly! If I can become the Guardian of Fun, even though I wasn't willing at first, You can become the Guardian of...whatever it might be if you are willing!"

"...You really think so?"

"I know so!"

Both of them stood up. Po smiled slightly.

"So we'll be able to find me another purpose other than to burn things?"

"Purpose? You mean your center?"

"That's what it's called?"

"Yes."

"Then yes, my center."

Jack smiled.

"Sorry about...you know..."

"It's okay. Like I said, I wouldn't believe it either."

Jack chuckled a little. Po frowned suddenly and backed away.

"I think I need to stand a few feet away from you."

Jack looked at Po in puzzlement.

"Why?"

"It looks like you're starting to melt..."

Jack touched his face with his free hand and pulled away to see water. Jack gasped when he looked down at his feet. He was standing in a puddle of water.

"I-It's not you, Po! Something's wrong!" Jack said in terror. "Something's wrong! Wind, take me to the North Pole!"

Jack flew away with the wind as Po summoned a fire ball to fly with him.