Hello everybody!

Last chapter wasn't too exciting, but I appreciate those who read anyway and enjoyed it regardless. Finally, a new year. For me, 2014 wasn't particularly my favorite, and a lot of stuff changed, some for the good, and some though opposite.

If everything goes as planned, this should be the final year of this story; Meaning that all updates will finish this year. This is a good thing really, I'm glad I'll be able to finish everything and polish some chapters.

If I haven't said it, you guys are great! You're the ones who tell me what I should do and what I should not, I love you guys!

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Chapter 35

The Accommodation

With the knowledge of Tigress's location, Po had already been on the expedition to find the tiger. Luckily, he was able to gather information from a inspector guard from the village. He was also curious if the linguist was okay, considering that's the primary place Tigress visited.

The Dragon Warrior put himself to a stable jog, concentrating on his endurance. The backpack he was wearing wasn't helping, yet it was important for their expedition. He was still on the road they had chosen at the fork.

What had come to a simple adventure came to a catastrophe; Their luck seemed to had run out, with earthquakes and bandits after them. Now, the question is, will they recover?

In any event, Po didn't have a whole lot of information about Tigress exactly. He was given a relative location, and a "good luck", that was all. He believed that he could find her regardless of such.

The panda was motivated, energy rushing into him for the danger of Tigress was too exquisite. Knowing that he needed to put forth all effort and having the motivation and self-discipline to do so.

With his attitude, he would pull through and save his friend from the disaster. It was no longer just a trip for a family reunion, but a fight to have a story for it. Finishing the job was the only thing Po was worried about.

Tigress was counting on him, and he knew it. The only thing she could possibly do if she was entirely captured and disarmed is hope for the best, wishing for Po to be her savior.

~~(Tigress's POV)~~

I feel slightly conscious now. It seems I had passed out from the force of the impact, too bad they didn't realize I've been hit harder before. However, there was little control of my body.

My eyes gently opened, I could tell that I was laying on my back. It seems that I was on some sort of table, it felt smooth and warm. Maybe that was just my heat from my body that is providing the warmth.

Earlier I felt like a dragon of a divine attacked me with all of it's strength, yet it only seemed to be the forges of my enemy, my unsuspecting enemy. In an elaborate, brutal manner, they took me down with a weapon similar to something Shen had constructed.

Now I assume that I've been captured and have been positioned in a prison camp of some sort I reckon. Though, my eyes are still being revived from my great sleep of faith.

I can see the objects around me and the sources of light as well; There seemed to be a lantern in front of me, hovering above my feet. It seemed I was in a room with no windows and only a single door.

The room was secluded from outside view, and occupation, for though it seemed I was the only individual present in the room. The walls were primarily white with roots eroding from the floor, with that being cracked and damaged severely.

The ceiling seemed to be in unstable condition as well, most likely going to collapse if I barely pushed it. It seemed to be made of wood and perhaps a bit of stone for additional reinforcement.

The ceiling also supported several chains, all of them geometrically aligned with each other and spread out across the room, mainly in the center where I was positioned. They were stemming down about a meter or so, It was difficult to pinpoint their exact length.

The chains on the ceiling appeared to have little to no motion, and it also seems as if they were implemented from an outside source and didn't adhere to the initial construction of this building. Another thing I noticed, they looked the exact same as the ones that held me down on the table.

I looked around to see to make sure that I was the only one in the room; And I realized I was, but completely halted from doing anything. My upper chest was locked with chains strapping me to the table. I couldn't budge my hands as well, for they were restricted with chains.

My legs felt numb, and I couldn't even feel them regardless. Almost as if I couldn't move them what so ever. The room also felt as if it contained negative energy, and I wasn't exactly comfortable inside it.

It was quite dark, yet it seemed unnaturally dark even with the lantern, but there was nothing in the room that seemed tenebrific. There was also no sound, except for when the chains raddled when I moved slightly.

The temperature felt controlled and not too warm or cold, but I swear I could feel a breeze from time-to-time. Thus, I started to relieve myself from control. My lower-body attempted to force the chains of of my ankles, sure enough, the chains erupted with a loud shling! And they fell to the floor, echoeing loudly.

I felt the energy rush throughout my body - blood was pumping. My arms buckled against the chains that constricted my chest; I pulsed forward stretching the metal away from me. I could hear the table screech as I began to splinter it with broken support of wood.

Then, I snapped the chains in half once more, causing me to be free from constriction. At that moment I rose from the table, fueled by motivation and determination.

My eyes automatically locked onto the door, and I proceeded towards it. As I touched the frame, I felt something, something I didn't notice before - My scar on my leg was gone. It literally had been eliminated from my skin and fur.

I turned around, thinking rapidly, developing theories as I examined the room. Something was different, all the chains were motion-less except for one of them, the one on the exact median of the ceiling. It was swinging, as if something had pulled it up and released it.

It kept swinging, but the rest kept sitting still. It didn't seem natural, or anything I have ever seen. In an act of petty fear, I opened the generically designed door, forcing myself outside into a new frame of mind.

Wow, sorry that took so long, I just been busy with some classword as usual, and studying :/

Anyway, Hope you all enjoyed!

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