Chapter 2.
Author's note: Okay. So this is like my first time writing a fanfiction, so please forgive me if it sounds a bit unprofessional(dur) in some parts, I'm very new to all this. Also, English ain't exactly my mother tongue so… yep. Thesaurus here I am,^^. Anyways I'd like to thank the fabulous people that loved my story.
Thanks: Tigergirl713, BatmanRules256, kappamikey49, and DarkPheonix. Also I'd like to shout out to Lauryn for supporting me from the outside XP.
So please enjoy!
"TAI LUNG!?"
Po gaped at the snow leopard who in turn stared back at him with just as much shock. Quickly, Tai Lung's expression changed from shock to anger.
"You," Tai Lung growled as he stood up and glared menacingly at Po. Po was still gaping until he realized the situation they were in.
"Dad!" Po jumped in front of Mr. Ping and the two children, standing between them and Tai Lung. "Don't worry, dad! I'll hold him off!" Po yelled as he leapt at the snow leopard, catching Tai Lung in a clinch.
"Run while you can! Get the Furious 5, Get- Ow!"
Po let go of Tai Lung while he rubbed his bruised head. He looked annoyingly at Mr. Ping.
"Why did you do that for, dad? This isn't the time for arguing for something I probably nearly forgot- Agh! Stop that! Dad!"
Mr. Ping only hit his son again with the frying pan in his wing. "Po, you are being rude. What did I tell you about not offending guests? Hm?" The goose looked at Po, annoyed. Po just looked back flabbergasted. "Wha? What do you mean? He's…"
"A guest!"
Bam!
"Ow!"
"And you are to be respectful and polite, understand? Really, do I have to tell you everything?"
Po looked back at Tai Lung, confused. The cat was no longer growling, but that didn't mean his expression did not look any friendlier. Po turned back to his dad, bending down to whisper. "Dad. You do realize that this is Tai Lung, the Tai Lung. The scourge of the Valley. The bad guy. The guy that tried to kill Shifu and me?" Mr. Ping stared back unimpressed. "But he didn't, did he?"
Po stood there, not believing what he was hearing. Suddenly, Mr. Ping threw some dishes on Po, which the panda barely managed to catch.
"And take those dishes down to the kitchen while you're trying to process all of this," the goose told him, turning back to the two youngsters and the snow leopard. "Now where were we?" Ping asked, smiling at the three 'guests'.
Po snapped out of his daze and quickly left the dishes down somewhere. "Wait, dad. What do you mean? Why is he here? How are you totally cool about this? Are those two with him or is he holding them hostage? And how is he even supposed to be alive!?" Po asked/yelled, pointing at Tai Lung for the last question.
"Stop yelling. Tai Tai said it's rude to point at someone and yell like that."
Total silence.
Po turned his head to see the kitten he had heard and saw earlier, though, this was the first time he was actually paying to its presence. It was a little girl, a kitten to exact. Though, Po wasn't really sure what kind of kitten she was. Her fur was white, and had some sort of peach coloured, spot like stripes. She had soft brown eyes and looked a lot like a snow leopard, but…
"GASP!"
Po snapped his head at Tai Lung, his eyes wide with shock as his mind came to a conclusion.
"Don't tell me… she's your daughter!?"
CRACK!
The silence that followed was so disturbing that the chirping of a cricket could actually be heard despite the fact that there was also a heavy storm outside.
Smack!
Po's head did a quick 90˚ degrees turn as he felt a stinging pain on his cheek. Po slowly turned his head to look at Tai Lung, reaching a paw to feel his swollen cheek, taken aback by sudden strike.
Everyone was surprised at not only how quick the leopard closed the distance between him and the panda, but also how precise and quick his hit was delivered.
Tai Lung just stared at Po, unimpressed, his glare so penetrating it had Po backing up a little.
"Panda… the next time you say something as stupid and as idiotic as that, I will do more than just hit you on the face, understand?"
Po gulped and just nodded his head, his mouth suddenly dry.
"Plus," Tai Lung continued, his expression now taking on a more annoyed look.
"She's fridgin' Bengal cat! Not a snow leopard!" he seethed. "Does she look anything like me?!"
"Yea," the second child chimed in, a boy that rather looked like wolf pup.
"We were born in China, but not from China." The boy beamed as he stood next to the girl kitten, rocking on his heels, tail wagging.
Po just stood there, looking between the two children and Tai Lung, trying his best to process everything that just happened. Finally he looked back at Tai Lung, eyes seemingly wide with understanding.
"So you're telling me that this whole time you've been touring the world and now you're back with two "souvenirs" from some probably 'interesting experiences'?"
BOOM!
The storm raged on in the valley as rain sprayed down, pelting on the roofs of the little houses of the residents. Everyone were either drinking a warm cup of tea or were tucked in their beds, trying to get as warm as possible. Meanwhile…
"…and so Po, that is how things were going before you arrived."
Po just stared at his dad as he tried to soak in all the information just presented to him by his dad. Apparently, not long after the storm started, Mr. Ping was just packing some things in the stock room when he heard a knock at the door. He was going turn whoever was at the door away when he saw the state they were in.
With nothing but a weathered cloak to protect himself from the wind and rain, the snow leopard had stood at the door, holding in his arms two bundles that appeared to be children, whom he was evidently trying his best to shield them from the storm.
It was bad enough to see that the two children were shivering and pale, but the fact that Tai Lung had pleaded with the goose to allow them to stay until the storm passed just did it for him.
Mr. Ping thought that they could stay as long as they liked… as long as they paid well when the storm passes.
Po looked up at Tai Lung as the snow leopard simply looked out of a small window.
I bet he's glad that he got to hit me in the face two more times, Po thought bitterly, rubbing both his check this time. Fortunately, Mr. Ping and the two kids managed to convince the ticked off leopard against one more hit to his face. So they're not his actual kids, he didn't have to hit so hard…
Apparently, Tai Lung took those kids in while he travelled. To where? No one knows, Tai Lung is not looking too keen on answering that question, but at least one thing's for sure, he did not to intend to here long, in the Valley of Peace.
Speaking of those two kids, the boy was apparently a Husky pup. His fur was a light grey and white. His light blue eyes shown with equal amounts of mischief and duty, oddly. He was only 6 years old while the kitten was 4. They were also cousins, apparently. Their parents had come from outside of China, but they were born in it.
Po was going to ask them about their parents when Mr. Ping nudged him. He sadly shook his head at Po and Po decided against asking them. It must be bad.
Why exactly is Tai Lung planning anyway? Po stared at the feline convict, who sat apart from everyone else. Tai Lung sensed Po watching him with confusion and uncertainty. He sighed loudly and allowed his body to relax a bit from its tense form, just a bit. "Look, panda. I don't want me here in this vile valley just as much you do," he turned his head towards Po. "And I do not plan on lingering here any longer than I should. Once the storm moves on, then so will we."
"Aww!" the kitten mewled. "But Tai, we-" "That's final!" Tai Lung snarled, his eyes blazing frightening light. The kitten visibly flinched and moved closer to the pup as they whined, looking at the ground. Tai Lung growled a bit before calming himself, shaking his head. He looked again a Po, this time instead of the glare that he usually had, his eyes now had a pleading look to them. "Please… I just ask one thing, I promise we will leave as soon as the storm passes, just don't tell anyone." The leopard growled a bit while emphasizing the 'anyone', and Po knew that when he said anyone, he meant the Furious Five, and most importantly, Shifu. Po caught his breath. Was this what Shifu warned me about? Does he need to know?
Po glanced at the kitten and pup as they sat silently, simply staring down at the floor. Mr. Ping looked at Po intently, watching what his son's answer might be. Then, as a thought came to Po's mind, the Dragon Warrior matched Tai Lung's stare as his eyes held a resolve. "I promise." I'm going to watch out for my dad, save those kids from Tai Lung, protect the Valley, and stop Tai Lung. Once and for all.
Woah… Po sure is bad at critical thinking, isn't he? …or is he? Hee hee hee… Anyways please review, love, hate, flame, touch, feel, adore or whatever you want to do with the story XD Also, do care to check out my profile on Devianart. I go by the name ForerunnerDreamer. I post a chapter everytime I post a drawing so you can double follow me if you like ;) Thankyou and tune in next time on WHEN THE STORM PASSES!