The small white wolf stood at the top of the stairs, looking down into the storm that raged about him. His student and his death were coming. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, Tai Lung was there.

"I have come home master," Tai Lung bowed slightly.

"This is no longer your home and I am o longer your master," Master Shifu stiffly replied.

"Yes, you have a new favorite. So where is this Po? Did I scare him off?" the monstrous wolf chuckled.

"This battle is between you and me," Master Shifu growled.

"So, that is how it's going to be?" Tai Lung turned away.

"That is how it must be," Master Shifu readied in a fighting position and lifted his chin.

Roaring, Tai Lung leapt into the air and came down with a thunderous crack. The small white wolf only barely leapt out of the way. Tai Lung lifted a huge rock out of the crack and kicked it at Master Shifu, but using his chi to strengthen himself, he lashed out with a paw and crumbled it. He yelped in pain as Tai Lng threw himself at the little wolf punched him in the muzzle, sending him head over heels, but landing safely.

"I rotten in jail for twenty years because of your weakness!" Tai Lung advanced.

"Obeying your master is not weakness," Master Shifu snarled.

"You knew I was the Dragon Warrior," Tai Lung accused, showing him the memory of when Master Oogway refused him and Master Shifu could say nothing. "You always knew. But when Oogway said otherwise, what did you do? What did you do? Nothing!"

"You were not meant to be the Dragon Warrior. That was not my fault!" the white wolf snarled.

"Not your fault?" Tai Lung advanced as Master Shifu backed away, "Who filled my head with dreams?" He shot armor at the little wolf, but he leapt over it. "Who drove me to train until my bones cracked?" The huge wolf flung a shield at him, but he dodged easily. "Who denied me my destiny?" Hurling several weapons at him at one, Tai Lung snarled as the white wolf defended himself from each one. Kicking up a large knife, Tai Lung sent it flying and the little wolf, but he spun it in his paws and slammed it into the ground.

"It was never my decision to make!" Master Shifu snapped.

"It is now," Tai Lung picked up the staff. Snarling, Master Shifu launched himself at Tai Lung, furious at his disrespect, but the he wolf got in a powerful blow and caught the small wolf midair around the throat with the staff. "Give me the scroll," Tai Lung ordered, pressing the staff to the floor, though the white wolf was managing to barely avoid it.

"I would rather die," Master Shifu growled. Tai Lung used his chi to make it stronger, but under the pressure, it broke, and Master Shifu watched in dismay as broken pieces went flying.

Tai Lung leapt, kicking the small wolf's head and slamming him against the wall. Pushing off it, he dropped to the floor and began leaping from pole to pole as fast as he could. When he stopped to look behind, however, he panicked and leapt to the ceiling, where Tai Lung kicked him through and up into the air. They parried blows as they fell, and the small white wolf was beginning to feel exhaustion from the pain in his wounds, but managed to avoid a fatal claw swipe. Landing on Tai Lung's back, he used his left leg to pin his head down, but yelped in pain and let go as Tai Lung elbowed him in his bad hip. Snarling, Tai Lung pinned him and brought him crashing through two roofs. Kicking the white wolf in the stomach, Tai Lung sent him sailing into a pole where he cracked his head hard on the jade before falling several feet to the floor below. Leaping through fire, Tai Lung leapt at the small wolf with paws aflame.

"What I ever did, I did to make you proud!" Tai Lung screamed, swiping angrily at Master Shifu, who barely managed to defend himself. He was weakening fast and the fire was burning his paws and forearms. "Tell me how proud you are Shifu! Tell me! Tell me!" he screeched, and the white wolf was no longer defending himself, taking the blows, and a final one, that sent him rolling to the base of the stairs to the Moon Pool. Coughing smoke which hurt his broken ribs, he used his shaky, burnt arms to push himself up slightly. His whole body hurt and he was barely keeping himself awake.

"I-I have always been proud of you. From the first moment, I've been proud of you. And it was my pride that blinded me. I loved you to much to see what you were becoming-what I was turning you into," he shuddered in pain. He had never been in such pain in his life, including the pain in his heart that his son was going to kill him because he had failed as a parent. "I'm s-I'm sorry," he admitted painfully, stopping Tai Lung in his tracks.

Snarling, Tai Lung lunged down and sank his teeth into the small wolf's throat, carefully though, so as not to kill him, but to choke him slowly. "I don't want your apology. I want my scroll," he growled, lifting the white wolf up and looking for it where it should have been on the ceiling. "What? Where is it?" he screamed, throwing him hard into the ground.

"Dragon Warrior has taken scroll halfway across China by now. You will never see that scroll Tai Lung. Never. Never…"he wheezed as his blue eyes rolled back into his head. He was slipping into unconsciousness as Tai Lung tightened his jawhold in fury. Just as Tai Lung's teeth started to pierce through his throat, he stopped.

"Hey!" Po yelled.