Disclaimer: Mulan does not belong to me. Ling doesn't either. Disney has snatched them away! Woe!

Well, Chi-Fu had let all of China know what had happened in the mountain pass-omitting the part where a girl had infiltrated the army and saved their lives. That would bring about a lot of uncomfortable questioning and other things that Chi-Fu was rather keen to avoid. The whole regiment was rather down, they had all liked Pi-Mulan, and anyways, she had saved their lives, and she had been repaid by being left in the snow on top of a mountain to die. Life was really unfair, the law was unfair too. Before, Ling had thought it was a good law: Men do the fighting, and women stay in the home and tend to the rice paddies. Now that he had seen what Mulan could do though, he thought that an army of women could wreak havoc on the world. Perhaps that was why they were kept to them home, because the Emperor (may he live forever) knew what could happen if women ran the country. Ling looked gloomily at the cheering crowds. How he would have loved this, sucked it up shamefully, if only Mulan was here to celebrate with them.

"Make way for the heroes of China!" an announcer declared. The heroes of China, humph. A well placed cannon and they were the heroes of China? They weren't even the ones who thought of the idea! Ling paused and considered the last moments of conversation he had had with himself. He was bitter wasn't he. He really would have to-

"Shang!" Could it really be…?

"Mulan?" Shang stared at her. Ling, Yao and Chien-Po brightened. She was here!

"Shang! The Huns are here, in the city. I saw them." Captain Shang frowned, clearly disconcerted by the curious stares of the crowd.

"You don't belong here Mulan." Shang's voice was steely. Mulan's face fell, and Ling wanted to kill Shang. Mulan loved Shang, any moron could see that, and here the captain was spurning her! If it was him…but it wasn't. It wouldn't be, the way Mulan looked at the captain. He sighed, then realized he had missed part of the conversation. Captain Shang had pushed past her and she was looking after him, hurt and angry. Glaring, she reigned in Khan and troted over to the three.

"Keep your eyes open. I know they're here." she instructed them. Wide-eyed, they nodded. Ling knew that he would keep an eye out for the Huns, he would do anything for her. He knew it was sad, and a love doomed to be unrequited, but he didn't care at that moment. All that mattered was that she had spoken to him.

And was it just him, or did the dragon seem to smell like war?

mwahahahaaaa! another update! whoo! Ling gets bitter, although that might be coming from me. We watched Mulan in Spanish class today, although the movie was in English o.O so i figured 'hey! a great chance to update the never ending story of Another Point of View! Reviews? Reviews? luv u all my reviewers!