Control...Take 2 and 3
"I AM SORRY I AM SORRY!" Leng wheezed out as Po held his grip around the duck's neck.
"YOU'RE A DEAD DUCK, LENG!" Po shouted. Vince watched as the slim panda tried to choke out the little duck. He gently tapped Po on the shoulder.
"Are you done?" He asked calmly, "You have to try and meditate again. This time we'll be here to try and get you to stay calm." Po let go of the duck. As he sat down, Vince cautiously reminded him, "Remember, you have to conquer this inner beast. If you don't, you'll go wild again." Po nodded as he took a deep breath. Soon, his vision took him back inside his mind. It was dark again. The only source of light coming from above. Then he saw some familiar set of eyes. The white tiger came out again.
"Why are you doing this?" Po asked it, but it didn't answer. "It doesn't matter, I won't let you hurt my friends again!" Po said this time charging at the tiger. Po was better at the fight, but the tiger was more powerful. "I won't lose!" Po said as the tiger stood on top of him trying to eat his face. Po grabbed the tiger by the tail and swung him off of him. Still having the tail in hand, he spun it around and threw it back into the darkness. "Yes! I did it! Now I can get control of it," Po said excitedly. But when he woke up, he saw a terrible sight. Vince was leaning on a rock with a sword in hand. Leng was scratched up, broken in several places and bleeding. He was barely breathing. "No! But I won! I fought him off," Po exclaimed. Vince nearly fell to the ground if not Po caught him.
"There's something that we're not getting. Bring Leng to me, we must heal him," Vince said as Po rested him on the rock. He brought the duck over to the rock. "Good, now," He said with great difficulty, "Make some dumpling soup. The potion gives us naturally fast healing powers, but food will speed up the process." Po nodded as he ran to the kitchen. While in the kitchen, he ran into Song.
"Sorry to disturb you Song. I just need to make some and fast," Po said quickly getting some on the fire. Song halted him.
"Po, what's all this?" She asked horrified. Po looked at his arms and chest to see red spots all over him. Po quickly looked for an excuse.
"It's red paint! Don't worry, it's just red paint. Vince, Leng and I were painting something. But Leng got hurt and that's why I need to get something for him to eat," Po said attending to the pot again. Once the food was done, He ran out with the bowl.
"Well, how can I help?" Song asked.
"Don't worry, I've got it covered. You just stay there," Po said as he went out the door. Song just sat there in confusion. Po hurried to get to the spot where Vince and Leng were. He could see the healing power taking affect. Leng was now conscious and resting his back on the rock like Vince. "Here, eat this," He hurried giving them the bowls. Leng sipped some and then made a face.
"Urk! It's undercooked," He complained.
"JUST EAT IT!" Po shouted as his eyes turned slitted again. They do that when ever he's angry. Timid, the duck quickly ate all the food. Soon, Vince was the first standing, with Po's help. "I don't understand. Why didn't it work? I beat Fang Po," Po wondered.
"I don't know," Vince groaned, "I was too busy trying to fight your feline twin." Vince finally stood up on his own. "It seems that Fang Po doesn't like your 'trying to get control over it'."
"It (grunts) seems that your counterpart also destroys things when you try and get control of it. Almost the minute you shut your eyes, that...beast laid waste to us," Leng said standing with his back against the rock.
"For right now, we'll just let Fang Po do what he wants to. It doesn't seem that he will hurt anyone unless Po tries to control him. You'll just have to sleep knowing that you turn into a big white tiger in the night. You're a were-tiger," Vince weakly laughed.
"Let's get you two to the Palace. It's almost midnight," Po said as he helped the two back to the palace unnoticed.
"Married?" Po questioned. The conversation between Song and the others just got very interesting as they sat in the kitchen. "Wow! Who's the lucky man?"
"Oh, Qing is such a wonderful person. I met him on one of our travels. He wanted to help us out and so he traveled along with us. I guess I never realized what a kind person he was," Song said almost drifting into a happy daydream. She blushed out of embarrassment as she heard the others laughter.
"Well, we're very happy for you," Viper smiled. Song shook the hand of the walking serpent. It was weird looking at her in her green fighting robe, but strangely welcoming.
"Wow, I just can't believe how many changes are going around," Song marveled. Then she noticed something on Po. "Po, how did you get that red paint off your fur so fast?" she asked. Po's eyes widened as he looked at himself. He remembered in his dream that Fang Po had gone to the river to watch off he blood. For some reason, the white tiger spent most of his time looking at his reflection. How could a kind, protective, caring creature be so violent in mind. Po stuttered as he talked.
"Oh. IIII washed it off in the river," Po recovered. Vince and Leng, who were sitting down because of their injuries. The injuries now just annoyances.
"What were you doing with red paint?" Tigress asked.
"Um...Vince had me doing some crazy training exercise," Po said shifting the blame, but Vince was quick on his feet.
"That's right. In fact, we're going to do that training exercise tonight, right Po?" Vince said with a devious smile. Po glared at him. He hadn't planned that Vince would actually make a training exercise out of this.
"Right," He grumbled. "I'm going to get some air." Po exited the room. He looked down the village from the top of the mountain.
"What's wrong?" Tigress asked as Po jumped into his fighting stance, his claw unsheathed.
"Oh, it's just you," Po breathed, covering his claws. The two sat on the top of the steps.
"You didn't answer the question," Tigress reminded him. Po was silent for a while.
"Tigress, when you were dealing with controlling your strength, what was going through your head?" Po asked. This threw Tigress off guard for a moment.
"Well, I just struggled through it and I had to remember the prize. Getting control over my strength. My motivation was that everyone was calling me a monster," Tigress said sadly crossing her arms. Po gently rested his hand on her shoulder. Tigress gave a small smile. "Anyways, the biggest thing was that I didn't forget who I was. It's horrible to be at war with yourself. My temper against my strength. It's easier to just find equal harmony between the two."
"Yeah, I can imagine," Po muttered understandably. Then what she said and what his dad said made him thing. "If you lose control of your self, you'll spiral out of control" "It's easier to just find equal harmony between the two." Then Po got a brilliant idea. "THAT'S IT!" Po exclaimed, "Tigress, you're a genius!" He said hugging her then kissing her on the cheek. As Po rushed inside to get Vince and Leng, Tigress sat there with her eyes wide open. She slowly raised her hand and lightly touched the spot that he had kissed. She blushed immensely, but she had a dazed happy smile on her face as she looked at the sunset.
Meanwhile, Po rushed in to where Leng and Vince were in resting. "I've found a way to get control!" He said happily. Vince and Leng looked at each other nervously.
"We're going somewhere secure," Vince said. After a long walk, Po, Vince, and Leng found themselves in the old abandoned Boa-goo orphanage. They quickly located Tigress' room with the steal door. They placed Po in it.
"Why am I in Tigress' room?" He asked.
"Because Leng and I don't want to die tonight. If you have a way of controlling that thing, then we'll be safe from it," Vince explained locking the door. Po immediately sat down and started to meditate. His vision went inside his mind where the white menacing tiger was waiting.
"I'm not here to fight you," Po said to the tiger. The tiger stopped stalking him. "You have a power that I need to help my friends, the same friends you have," Po explained coming closer to the tiger. "You want to do the same thing. That's why you're not giving me control over that power, because you think that I'll misuse it. I will confess I will make mistakes," Po said making the tiger growl, "But because of you protecting that power, your and my friends have suffered." Po made visual presentations appear in his mind. He showed the mess made in the village, Monkey, Vince, and Leng's injuries, and the faces of frightened people. "I'm not here to take the power. I'm here to create harmony. I'm here to regain myself," Po said. The tiger looked at him. He stood up on his hind legs now looking down at Po.
"Will you protect friends," The tiger said in a deep voice and in thick language.
"I have, I am, and always will," Po said firmly. The tiger offered his hand and Po shook it, creating a shining light that vanquished the darkness.
"He's been awfully quiet in there," Leng acknowledged, "By now he would have been clawing at the door."
"Or would have broken it. This door is on a wooden frame. It would never protected us," Vince added. Then they saw a light from the bottom of the floor. After a long silence, they opened the door. There they saw Po in meditation position, but he wasn't a panda. He was now a tiger. Po opened his eyes and stood up. He took a deep breath and sighed.
"Po, are you okay?" Leng asked.
"My name is Fang Po," Fang Po said. Vince and Leng cheered as hugged Fang Po as he hugged back.
"You did it!" Vince congratulated.
"No, we did it," Fang Po said looking at his hands. "So this is how I look."
"Now that you can consciously become Fang Po, we can finally tell the others," Leng said excitedly.
"NO!" Fang Po exclaimed. This made Vince and Leng confused.
to be continued.
Trivia.
1. Did Po gain control after he defeated the tiger in his mind? (yes or no)
2. For people who have been changed by the potion, what speeds up their healing power?
3. How did Po gain control?
Answers for chapter 7
1. He lost control and nearly destroyed the village.
2. Po's tiger form had kissed her.
3. He threw a ball of year