Im baaaaaaaaaaaaack. I have a charger! *Does a happy dance! HELL YEAH. Im so happy. I was so freaking tired of taking care of things on my phone. I NEVER wanna do anything related on meh phone ever again T.T Anyways new chappie. This one is a little longer and a lot of shit happens. XD
Eatingadonut-I cant speak for anyone elses fanfiction but I have lions in mine because I thought they would make bad ass gods and goddesses. Technically speaking I only have one actual lioness in my story and she's only there because her parents gave her away and she ended up in China.
Crazy Hyper Lady-Silas has no idea that Po is a panda.:)
Blaise Simpson-You're idea was brilliant and I can actually use it...later so if you stick around till the stories finished you'll probably see it again
IHeartFantasy-Nope you've never reviewed before, but I'm glad you like da story.
FFcrazy15-No worries. I cant guarantee if Ill turn this story into a series, but I'm definitely finishing it out so they get a happily ever after XD
The wealthy bureaucrat sat conveniently in the spot Po had left him-sitting by himself in the kitchen.
Silas glowered, at the wooden table-his claws flexing into the hard wood.
He hadn't felt this irritated in years.
Tigress was refusing all his advances. All of his gifts-she refused to be swayed by anything he did. It made no sense. Women needed to be protected-provided for. They wanted to be given expansive things, and complimented for their beauty.
His jaw clenched
Tigress wasn't impressed by any of that.
She didn't even care.
It was obscene how little his charm affected her, and yet he'd known from the beginning that wooing the South China Tiger would be hard. He wanted her though. Silas's hazel eyes narrowed determinedly; Tigress-despite what everyone else said was not indomitable. The noble slowly stood up from his seat, pushing his chair back with a light screech.
Perhaps he was over thinking this.
He was in desperate need of fortitude.
Silas stalked out of the kitchen-tail lashing agitatedly behind him-every muscle wired with tension. He was positive somewhere in this backwater town there was some place that served alcohol that wasn't complete and utter crap. He brushed past the kung fu master's rooms, not bothering to silence his footsteps, and trudged out into the open courtyard, barely pausing when he reached the palace steps.
He paused at the stairway groaning.
Crud
He had no desire to climb down the freaking stairs NOW. It would be even worse if he got drunk.
…and yet he seriously wanted sake.
The noble sighed despondently, and forced himself down the steps.
This was bullcrap.
Eventually Silas made it down all the stairs, and eventually he did find a bar on the edge of town where a bunch of questionable people stood leaning casually against the entrance. The noble dusted himself off-combing lightly through his fur with curved claws. Silas was wearing the blue and silver that marked him as a noble. The colors made him a target in this poor and slightly decrepit side of town. He could feel animals of different species glaring murderously at him. Hell-it felt as welcoming as going to one of his father's family functions. The noble rolled his eyes, and with practiced ease ignored the glares stepping leisurely into the bar.
All activity paused as the gutter scum in the room turned to stare at him-assessing him, judging him. He could almost taste the tension in the air it was so thick. Silas blatantly ignored the stunned silence following his arrival, and stalked predatorily up to the bar.
The bartender-an old graying fox eyed him warily.
Silas slipped two golden coins onto the bartop.
"Sake-if you have it."
The fox eyed the coins wearily, and gave a tired grunt of acknowledgement. Soft murmurs echoed throughout the room as everyone went back to their conversations and decided to ignore the young noble's existence. Silas claimed a seat-twitching impatiently when the fox moved at sluggish pace-taking much longer than necessary to clean a glass for him to drink.
"Yunno-I thought people like you had an aversion to gutterscum like us? Doesn't it do something bad to your noble highborn constitution? Nausea? Headaches? Death? " The wry voice chuckled-amused. "You could die from being here. That doesn't scare you at all princess?"
Silas couldn't decide what offended him more; The light voice of the speaker that signified youth and a lack of masculinity, or the fact that they had just called him princess. His brow furrowed and his lip curled into a snarl.
Scratch that, the princess comment royally pissed him off.
The noble turned poised to start a fight.
His eyes met unfamiliar cerulean, and the youthful gaze of a lioness with dark beige fur and long scars that covered the entirety of her pelt and one arm hung limply in a sling in across her chest. How barbaric. Battle scars aren't meant for females. It took away from their natural beauty, and this lioness had the possibility of being beautiful if she hadn't been so scarred.
Silas blinked uncomprehendingly.
His claws slid out, and he placed one against the fur of her throat
"You are nothing-unfit to be even the dirt beneath my shoes and you will NEVER address me like that again."
Cerulean eyes narrowed at him.
" Oh jeeze. Princess, " The lioness casually brushed his claws aside as if batting away a particularly annoying bug. "Your dignitary title, and your alliance with tiger council might mean something to the people at the palace, but down here you're just another rich bastard that bit off more than he can chew, and came here to blow off some steam." The lioness bared her fangs-menacingly. "And your subjugation laws don't apply to me, because I'm not a tiger. So you can stop your violent musings."
Wait…what?
Dammit all he wanted was some alcohol.
Silas snarled.
"Who are you?"
The lioness chuckled bemusedly.
"My name's Rona. I'm here because I wanted to make sure you weren't going to screw over my friend."
Silas grunted and reached for his sake-grasping the glass firmly in one hand, and taking a deep gulp. He set the glass down with an audible thud, and turned to glare at Rona who was glancing at him expectantly. He heaved a heavy sigh-a slight haze setlling over his mind.
"And who is your friend exactly?"
A pause, and then;
"The Dragon Warrior."
Silas blinked, and then tilted his head back and laughed-almost losing his balance.
"I literally hate him. He's complicating my life without even realizing it, but I won't NEED to resort to tricks to beat him. There's a vast difference in skill level between the two of us. I've been mastering my style for a long time. He's been practicing kung fu for less than two years. There's no comparison. He's pathetic."
Rona's eyes narrowed, and Silas had the distinct impression she was offended. Too bad he didn't care. He took another swig of sake-and almost shivered in pleasure as it burned it's way down his throat. The lioness cleared her throat and began to speak again her soft voice grating on his ears.
"I heard a story about a tiger cub that grew up among other nobles and dignitaries. The cub was born to a dysfunctional couple. The father of said cub was an evil bastard. He beat the crap out of his mate for being soft with the cub-for loving the cub. That cub loved his mother though, and when the father killed his mate, that cub lost everything. His father molded him-broke him, and taught him to find pleasure in hurting others. "
Silas expression became stony and his gaze became positively arctic as he stared at the young lioness.
"Am I supposed to be impressed you know my family history? Please kitling-It will take more than that to dismantle me."
Silas slammed his glass down on the table, and turned on his heel stalking angrily out of the bar.
"Silas!"
The noble paused at the door placing a paw on the entrance, and leaning heavily against the wooden frame so he could peer back over his shoulder at the lioness.
Rona's eyes almost looked almost sympathetic, but he could detect a subtle weariness behind her expression.
"Tigress is subject to your laws, but there are loopholes, and she is stubborn. If she doesn't want you-you will NEVER have her."
Silas snarled angrily and stalked off from the bar.
He was drunk.
He was angry.
And that lioness was dead wrong. Tigress would submit to him. No one not even the Dragon warrior would change that.
The next morning.
"Po."
ZZzzzzzzzzzzzz.
"Po!"
The Dragon warrior twitched, but didn't awake from his pile of drool.
"WAKE UP DRAGON WARRIOR!"
The white tiger yowled -jumping to his feet, and panting in terror. He looked frantically around the room. "What the shiz? I didn't do it. I swear to god. It was Mantis. He stabbed me with needles, and threatened to cut off my tail and-"
"Po."
The white tiger paused whiskers twitching in confusion. "Um-Hi Shifu…what are you doing?"
The red panda sighed in utter exasperation.
"Po you have a responsibility besides cooking and learning kung fu. It is your turn to teach the children again. Why are you still in bed?"
Teaching children?
Pfft. What the fruit was he talking about?
Um.
Wait. Was he talking about his storytime session with the kids? He was actually supposed to be teaching them something? …productive?
Well crap.
The white tiger scrambled to his feet-shoving his sheet away from him. He quickly bowed placing his fist into his open paw. "Yes Master Shifu-I'll just go do that."
He stumbled toward the door, ignoring his master's indignant expression, and rushed out of the room. As soon as he cleared the doorway He crouched on all fours, and lunged down the hallway to the training hall where he could hear his friends practicing. He burst through the large double doors panting from the mini excursion.
"Guys, Shifu just cornered me. Was I supposed to teach today?"
Everyone froze.
Viper carefully slithered away from her tower of flames exercise and made her way towards him.
Mantis and Monkey both leapt away from their training posts landing lightly behind the serpent. Crane flew overhead hovering unsuredly. Tigress was missing. In her room maybe? The white tiger flailed uncertainly when no one answered him.
"Oh c'mon guys how come no one woke me up to teach?"
Mantis pointed a stick like leg at him.
"Dude. What the crap? Why are you here? We thought you were teaching the kids already. And you're saying you were sleeping?"
What?
Po's eyes narrowed-his claws flexing uncertainly.
"Why would you think that?"
Viper sidled closer hissing softly.
"We heard the kids practicing on our way to training this morning. It was your shift so we naturally thought-"
Oh gods.
Po paled-his muscles tensing as he fought back a rising panic.
"Where's Tigress?" His voice came out choked. This was an epic fail. This was not happening.
Viper tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"She's in her room.."
Viper's eyes widened in horror. If the Five were training and Po was sleeping, and Shifu was busy. That left only one person that could be with the kids. As weight of the situation hit them-Po threw himself into motion streaking past the training hall towards the courtyard. Adrenaline rushed through his body and his blood pounded in his ears as one dismal thought rang in his head. Silas was coaching the kids…
Silas…
Oh gods.
As he exploded into the courtyard the kids practicing became audible, and he screeched to a stop.
He heard his fellow masters screech to a halt behind him.
Po ignored them his entire focus on the horrific scene in front of him.
Um. NO.
Silas had overstepped himself this time.
"Master Po! Master Po!"
The kids noticed him for the first time and threw themselves at him. Several bunnies glomped him, and he resisted the urge to shake them off. Po took a deep calming breath-still glaring icily at the noble.
In a voice barely above a whisper he hissed.
"Kids. Class is over. It's time to go home."
Chaos erupted immediately.
"Aw but Master-"
"Master Po-"
His ears flicked back, and he actually growled making some of the children step back.
"NOW kids. GO HOME."
Everyone gaped. This was the Dragon Warrior. The laidback kung fu master. He never growled-never raised his voice. The bunnies and pigs glanced uncertainly at each other something was severely wrong with this picture. One by one they slowly trudged out of the gate leading to the Palace steps glancing warily over their shoulder at the incensed white tiger.
As the last child left, Po focused on the noble stretching leisurely in the middle of the courtyard.
"Silas. Whatwas that?"
His voice was choked in anger, and he was literally trembling in rage.
The noble paused, and stood upright giving him an incredulous look.
"I was teaching them invaluable skills."
Po wanted to hiss.
"You were teaching them an assassination technique. They're kids. Are you freaking serious?"
Honestly.
The noble snorted disparagingly.
"Kids have to grow up sometime. You can't be naïve enough to tell me that they'll never kill anyone-never hurt anyone so it's wrong to teach them technique."
Po chuckled in a way that lacked any amusement whatsoever-his eyes shined with unadulterated fury, and he clenched his paws into fists.
"Silas-if we were at war, and were unable to protect our kids that explanation would make sense, but right now in this time of peace they don't NEED to learn a technique like that. It won't help anyone, and they don't understand it. We're not teaching them to kill. That's stupid. What the HELL were you thinking?"
The noble's expression morphed into a sneer.
"Aw did I upset you? Is that kitty mad?" Silas took a threatening step forward-eyes blazing. "If you don't like it-fight me!"
Po paused.
….what?
As soon as Po forced the kids to leave Viper had slithered away unnoticed. She needed to go find Tigress because inevitably this was going to end in a confrontation. She may not really understand these tiger laws but she did know Silas didn't care about the kids. He wanted Tigress.
The serpentine warrior slithered past the training hall, moving her coils in a way where she was pushing herself forward at a blinding speed. She slid to a stop in front of Tigress's room, and burst through the doors. Her feline friend sat serenely on a futon in a meditative position blissfully unaware of the chaos Silas had caused.
"Tigress."
The leader of the Furious Five remained motionless although her ears perked at her name.
"Tigress-now is not the time to meditate, Silas is trying to fight Po."
The South China tiger opened one scarlet eye that slit dangerously at her comment.
"That's not funny."
Viper rolled her eyes-hissing. "Do I look I'm joking?"
The South China tiger took less than a second to analyze her expression. Tigress blinked, and jumped to her feet-lunging for the door. "Fuck!"
Viper slithered after her almost amused.
Her leader was so eloquent sometimes.
They raced past the training hall-flipping agilely around the pillars, and erupted into the courtyard just as just as Silas's deep tenor vibrated throughout the clearing.
"Last night I realized something glaringly obvious Dragon Warrior. I can't court Tigress. She's not attracted to me. She won't even consider me! " Silas chuckled darkly. "Do you know why Dragon Warrior? It's because all she's sees is you. It's going to come down to this; you WILL fight me for her. That's the only way I will matter."
Viper watched the proceedings with interest. For some ungodly reason Tigress wasn't intervening. Maybe she couldn't. It was possible the laws forbade her from interfering in challenges. Viper turned to her leader concernedly. Tigress was watching both male tigers with narrowed eyes-waiting. What was she waiting for though?
A weary chuckle emanated from the white tiger-startling everyone. The Five glanced at their frien-feeling slightly perturbed. Po looked up glaring frostily at the noble-shocking everyone. Po never glares angrily at …wth
"Silas..Don't insult me, or Tigress. Number one I respect her. I'm not fighting over her like she's a piece of meat. Number two fighting over her is stupid because no matter who wins it comes down to being her decision, and if I remember correctly she has already rejected you multiple times. Number three I have never pursued her because I KNOW she is out of my league and I don't deserve her." Po's voice lowered to a snarl. "But frankly; you don't deserve her either."
Everyone blinked in shock.
Po is an extremely mellow person. It took a lot to piss him off, and he was never one for male posturing. Silas apparently brings out the worst in everyone.
Po snorted derisively, and turned on his heel, and began to stalk away.
Tigress instinctively knew what was going to happen next.
Never turn your back on the enemy.
Silas trembled in fury and let out a feral roar-lunging for the white tiger claws extended. Tigress was in motion before anyone could truly comprehend the situation. Po's back was still turned, and Silas was a mere centimeters from his spine when Tigress bodily knocked him out of the air. The noble hit the ground with a slight huff of pain, but was on his feet in an instant with a snarl, and looked ready to lunge again.
Tigress's eyes narrowed dangerously.
She had one last crazy stupid idea.
"Enough. Silas if you want to debase me, and Po-then that's fine I'll give you what you want."
Everyone froze.
Um.
Silas tilted his head to the side curiously-his rage fading slightly.
"You'll be my mate then?"
Wtf? NUUUUUUUUUU
Tigress snorted. "Don't be naïve. I would never just give myself over to you. No-I'm saying if you want to fight Po-fine. You'll get your wish, but there will be stakes. "
The noble nodded slowly-relaxing his tense muscles as he sensed an ultimatum coming up. His eyes narrowed at Tigress's defiant expression.
"Name them."
Tigress glared icily at the noble.
"If Po wins you leave and don't come back to the Jade Palace, and you don't harass me or mine EVER again."
Silas smiled menacingly baring his fangs. "and what if I win?"
Tigress tensed-her lip curling in distaste-as she glared loathingly at the noble.
"If you win…I'll be your mate."
Silas was practically purring at this point.
"Ah. If I lose I have to leave and never come back here. If your Dragon Warrior doesn't win-what does he lose? What price does he pay for his loss?"
Tigress who had begun to stride away-paused at the entrance to the courtyard and peered back over her shoulder, her scarlet eyes glowing with rage and some other unidentifiable emotion; her voice was soft and full of promise when she answered.
"If Po loses I'll severe our friendship and never talk to him again."
Everyone gaped.
Mantis yelled the only thing that made sense.
"WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?"
lol so yeah...I'm glad when I asked about the Po or Tigress thing it was just a poll because a lot of you wanted me to throw Tigress at the douche, but unfortunately not this time. Well R and R XD