Summary: "How is it possible that I was defeated !? ... I shouldn't have trusted myself so much. It's funny and humiliating at the same time that I was defeated by them, I thought that I could fight everyone at once ... if only that damn brat I wouldn't have been distracted. On top of that I have to deal with the fact that I'm now trapped in a parallel universe I don't know in the body of an imprisoned and totally immobilized snow leopard ... but that's no problem for me, hehe. " Naruto said with a predatory smile in the darkness of the back of the prison, while at the same time opening his eyes revealing one gold and the other black.

Disclaimer: I don't own the 'Kung Fu Panda' movie or the 'Naruto' anime / manga, and the only thing I own is this alternate / side story that I wrote for fun.

Lost in a strange world

Chapter 1: Blurred Vision

"Hablando"

"Thinking"

"Rasengan" Attacks/Chi/Ability/Jutsu/Magic/Technique

Gods / Demons / Aliens / Monsters / Villains Speaking

Gods / Demons / Aliens / Monsters / Villains Thinking

Reading / News

Author's Note: My English is not very good, but if you find any error of any kind in this chapter let me know in the comment box ^^.

The legend tells of a legendary warrior whose kung fu technique was legendary material.

There was a silhouette of a panda walking on a long pier, the water shining from the setting sun on either side of the large silhouette.

He traveled all over China in search of worthy opponents.

He looked up from his sun hat in a small tent that was in the middle of the sparkling lake. He slams the door shut and walks past many bandits of all shapes and sizes until he acquires the table he wanted in the back corner of the room. Gracefully he sits down and takes a pair of fine toothpicks. With them, He takes a small portion of noodles and brings it to his mouth.

"That you like to chew on.", A bandit to the tsar said with a mocking tone. "Then chew my fist!" The same bandit ox roared furiously, then his fist smashed against the wooden table, causing a gust of wind to pass past the soft fur of the panda.

The warrior said nothing, his mouth was full. Then I swallow. And then he spoke.

"Lots of talk. Let's fight." The warrior opined with a serious tone. SHAHABOOEY! He raised his fist and caused the small wooden table to explode on impact, sending debris everywhere and driving away the bandits that were gathering around him. He punched the bandit leader first with his palms and then threw three other bandits away from him with a single attack.

It was so lethal that his enemies were blinded by overexposure to such outrageousness!

"My eyes!" A bandit screamed in pain, which turned out to be a female snow leopard.

"It's re barbaric!" A bandit crocodile screamed in utter amazement.

"And attractive!" A little bunny girl commented, casting a flirtatious glance at the warrior.

"How can we pay him?" A second rabbit asked, who happened to be the owner of the store.

The warrior whirled around, his gaze fixed on the rabbit family.

"There is no price for barbarity or actractosivity." He responded with a tone of voice very 'serious' and gentlemanly at the same time.

There was a short awkward silence until ... KABLOOEY! He shot off the roof and flew into the sky.

No matter how many adversaries he faced, none lived up to his power.

He began to attack the wolves and cats that began to surround him in the sky. He then used a fury attack on his paws against the many bandits who rushed at him. Immediately, the wolves and the cats merged to attack as if they were one, but with a flash of their eyes, they were all defeated and fell from the sky like rain.

The warrior began his journey again, walking on the river bridge.

Never before has a panda been so feared ... and so loved.

He looked up at the mountain on the horizon.

Even the most heroic heroes in all of China, The Furious Five! They bowed with respect to this great teacher.

"We must get together." The monkey said seriously to the powerful Kung Fu master.

"Agree." The panda accepted as seriously as his new partner, his voice was not stronger than the wind itself.

Then the six warriors fell into their attack positions and looked towards the battlefield.

But they would have to wait to get together, because when you face the 10,000 demons of the demonic mountain ... there is only one thing that matters and that is-

"Po!" The same familiar voice brought the panda out of his actions.

The warrior turned his head in the direction of the voice and saw that the Monkey Master had been responsible for getting him out of his wonderful fight.

"Wake up!" This time Master Tigress said in a voice that was obviously not hers. The 'Warrior' turned his gaze to the other side and looked at Tigress with a surprised expression. "You will be late for work." The feline commented in the same familiar voice as before.

He now identified as Po was frozen in midair just like the others upon hearing those words from the Kung Fu teacher.

"What?", The panda did not ask anyone in particular and fell into the dark abyss of his dream world and then in the real world he fell from his bed. Slowly she opened her eyes to stare at a poster of Master Tigress on the roof of her house. Yawn. "Good morning, Master Tigress." The green-eyed man murmured a greeting in a low voice.

Before slowly sitting down and taking a look at his poster that covered the walls. He sighed with disappointment.

"Po! Wake up!" Mr. Ping called aloud to the stairs, making him jump and knock down a tower of unwashed bowls. He gasped and tried to catch them, but only managed to knock two others down. "Po! What are you doing up there?" The duck asked, puzzled by the sounds coming from his son's room.

"Uh ..." Po said as he scooped up the bowls in his arms. "Nothing!", The panda replied quickly by stacking the bowls again and looked around his room. His gaze fell on his action figures perched on the edge of his window. "HI-YA! Monkey, Mantis, Crane, Viper, Tigress! RAAAA-uh." The green-eyed man immediately stopped when he found a sow that is his neighbor across the street looking at him with his mouth open, who was watering his plants.

He laughed sheepishly and pointed to his action figures, but soon ducked under the sight of the window. On the ground, he found a ninja star that he picked up, but stopped moving when he heard his father call down the stairs a third time.

"Po! Hurry! You are already late!" Mr. Ping called this time raising his voice a little.

"I'm coming!", The panda replied, so that he would later throw the metallic star to a roughly drawn ox face on the wall, nailing it in the eye of the drawing, but he refused to stay. He threw it a second time, hitting the ox's forehead, but again he did not stay. He gave up and simply took the ninja star with him, but on his way he stumbled down the stairs falling down these to stop at the end of the face. He raised his head to look at his father and sent him an apologetic look. "Sorry, Pa." Po said with a grimace, while his gaze followed the silhouette of a panda you could see, although that was later discarded because it was actually a duck instead of a panda.

"Apologizing doesn't cook the noodles." Mr. Ping replied in a serious tone, poking his head out from among the things he was carrying to look at his son with a slight smile, so that he would leave behind a large pile of pots and bowls. "What were you doing? And all that noise." The duck asked something curious.

"Oh, nothing. I just had a strange dream." The green-eyed man replied with some nervousness, as he placed the vegetables on the counter.

"About what?" Mr. Ping asked a little more curiously than before.

"What?" Po asked, giving his father a confused look, silently asking him to explain his question.

"What were you dreaming about?" The duck asked again, while at the same time starting to cut a bundle of green celery at incredible speed.

"About what, uh ...?", The panda paused briefly before continuing his words, Po's father looked at him genuinely interested in what his son was about to say. "I was dreaming of ... uh ..." The green-eyed man paused again, taking a quick look at the bowl of noodles in his hands. "Noodles." Po said in an insecure tone, so that he then took his eyes off his father and the customers in front of him.

"Noodles? Were you really dreaming of noodles?" Mr. Ping asked in a mysterious tone of voice, so that he would then ask his son to bring his large knife, which he placed on a thick cream-colored vegetable.

"Uh yeah, what else was I going to dream about, dad?" The panda asked without worrying that he had accidentally placed his ninja star in one of the customer's noodle bowls. "Oh! Watch out! That soup is ... spicy." Po warned with a nervous smile.

"Oh, what happiness!", The duck shouted with a strange aura surrounding him, so that he immediately began to jump around the kitchen looking for Po's hat and apron of noodles. "My son finally had the dream of noodles." Po's father commented with a big smile. After that he walked back to the panda giving him a hat and looked at him with pride. "You don't know how long I've waited for this moment." Mr. Ping said very happy. He tied the apron around Po's waist and walked back in front of the panda. "It is a sign, Po." The duck revealed himself clutching his own wings with a dreamy look.

"Uh, a sign of what?" The green-eyed man asked holding the noodle hat in his hands and looking at his father.

"You are almost ready to find out the secret ingredient in my secret ingredient soup and then you can fulfill your destiny, and you will inherit the restaurant." Po's father replied enthusiastically. Mr. Ping jumped onto the counter with a wooden spoon and began pointing to the images of the male geese on the kitchen wall. "As I inherited it from my father, I inherited it from his father, who won it from a friend in a mahjong game." The duck explained with a smile.

"Pa, pa, pa. It was just a dream." The panda said laughing silently to himself, as he watched his father prepare two bowls of soup for the waiting customers, but he kept focused on his son.

"No, it was the dream. We are noodle people. We run broth through our veins." Mr. Ping commented with a serious expression, so that his typical happy smile would instantly return.

"But, never. I don't know ..." Po paused briefly, thinking for a few seconds. "Did you want to do something else? Anything other than the noodles?" The green-eyed man asked his father who jumped off the counter and continued cutting vegetables.

"Actually, when I was young and crazy, I thought about running away from here and learning how to make tofu." Po's father replied with a small nostalgic smile.

"And why not?" The panda pressured his father to reveal why he abandoned that dream so pure and noble in his personal opinion.

"Oh, because it was a silly dream. Can you imagine me making tofu?" The duck asked with a nostalgic laugh, remembering how his father made him forget that dream from his past while gently rubbing the sharp edge of his knife with one of its feathers. "Tofu ...", Mr. Ping muttered under his breath, but quickly regained his composure. "No! We all have our part in the world. Mine is here and yours is-" But suddenly the father was interrupted by his son.

"I know. It's here." Po finished his father's words, his green eyes following each corner of the kitchen.

"No.", The duck replied with a serious tone. Po's eyes widened, thinking that his father discovered his obsession with Kung Fu, but unfortunately he did not. "It's at tables 2, 5, 7, and 12." Mr. Ping said with a smile, then he threw six bowls of noodles at his son, knowing full well that Po would catch them before putting the noodle hat on. your child's head. "And always smiling." The father once again remembered his son. He brought his feathers to the corners of Po's lips and tugged on the back in a makeshift smile.

Po sighed and looked towards the mountain. The Jade Palace rested on the mountain and in the Jade Palace there was a red panda playing a bamboo flute. This red panda was Master Shifu ... although his concentration was interrupted when a roar followed by a strange teal streak illuminated the entire Valley of Peace and much of China. The Furious Five were also removed from their actions to attack Master Shifu as morning training for said event. Everyone observed that where the lightning had fallen was to the west of the valley of peace on the way to the Chorh-Gom Prison ... they were like that for a moment seconds until they decided that it was nothing following the thoughtful attack of the Furious Five against Master Shifu who also calmly played his flute again.

Meanwhile Master Oogway was quietly meditating on his old staff while keeping a perfect balance on his head, but this was interrupted when he felt a strange energy enter his world from nowhere and at the same time he had a small vision where he saw Tai Lung escape from Chorh-Gom prison with the aim of taking the dragon scroll by force, although strangely his vision was somewhat blurred to know for sure what was going on ... fearing the worst he called Zeng who was at the door of the palace of Jade to order her to call Teacher to tell Master that it was time to tell him about a terrible vision.

End Of First Chapter

First I want to tell you that there will be big changes when Naruto is in Tai Lung's body in this universe, but in some things it will follow the original line of the movie.

This version of Naruto is very different from anime and manga, although it still retains some things that identify him as that Ninja of the past.

Well that would be it until the next chapter.

¡Ja ne!

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