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9/15/2017


Episode Seven: White Dragon


Chapter XXXV

MengMeng Mountain

3 Hours Earlier

"Tai?!"

The panda's tone crawled higher than the shadow's holes. Po and the albino peacock, Lord Shen, heard a snarl from the dark hole as if the golden eyes dazzled as the sun. The snow leopard Tai Lung gently growled, craning his sharp nails on his claws. The albino drew his Guandao within his long sleeve as if Shen mentioned and confronted him a few days ago at the peacock's hut that Tai Lung wanted to face Po importantly. Did he? "Shen, no! He's not here to fight!" Po retorted, grasping the shadow bar hurriedly.

Shen stood still in guarding stance. "How did you do inner peace?" the snow leopard inquired in intrigue, giving Tai a current concern. "I always wanted the meditation."

"Your inquiry interests what you foresee," Shen said as if the peacock peered at Tai's golden eyes. "Perhaps you never educated it before."

"Shifu taught the panda well. Po taught you well. But," Tai thought, slowly sauntering close to Lord Shen, "they never teach you everything."

"Everything?" the albino repeated, but perplexed with one eye rose, and the other narrowed. "You said you wanted meditation, everything."

"Thousands of forms and hundreds of chi powers you do not perceive," Tai added; the snow leopard stood after Shen nearly rose his Guandao as if the albino felt the presence of a threat from Tai Lung. "You need a teacher to show you an actual power of becoming a master, and ways of the perception."

The Dragon Warrior overheard adversaries' conversation, which the shiver crawled to his back like goose bumps on his fur arose freely. The peacock turned to Po's jade eyes. Shen could notice what difference which of two warriors know master, and ways of the perception, giving a slight circumstance to choose which teachers does Shen need to absorb memories instead taking a glimpse to return of darkness, where he journeyed for more than forty years.

Po looked to Shen's grip as if the peacock could not tightly grasp, nor his red eyes tensed. Panda's heart skipped twice while bearing the bars ahead of Po — he sank to his knees. "I already have one," the albino replied; the panda smiled a little before Shen turned back to Tai Lung. The snow leopard peered the peacock glimpsing his head to Tai Lung. "Thundering Rhino was my first teacher who educated me to preserve, and worth fighting before the panda. The inner peace is my next journey; Rhino was able to guide me, but I felt the seed of darkness I went on a terrible path that broke my family's hearts. I would concern to join your guide. As for my second thought —" the peacock grimaced his beak tightly, "— I will not follow you where you disgraced your master."

"So be it," Tai softly growled. He chuckled in a slight, rudeness smirk. "How thoughtful. You choose the big, fat panda who pardoned you for slaughtering pandas you've committed, and made your dead parents so proud of you."

Po gasped inaudibly, making Shen grimaced his beak and dazzled his eyes like sunlight beaming down to your head. The albino grasped his Guandao tight. "Is this how you discourteously compliment me to your peafowl lord?" Shen insisted.

"I am, my lord." Tai Lung replied.

The Great Dragon formed his leopard style of kung fu with fangs he summoned in fierce as his claws screeched; the Lord of Gongmen spiraled his Guandao above him, creating a compound Cai Li Fo, as if Shen spun with his long train, and landed with his weapon. Shen pointed his blade at Tai Lung, opening his train of black, white, and red feathers. "Guys, don't!" Po shouted.

A small, scarlet vortex next to Shen roared like a hurricane blowing its wind within holes of the shade. All eyes visualized to its vortex shaped into the red on the outer rim, as the hole dimmed into a black hole. Its ball of crimson spiral screeched into an elder woman's howl, shaping to a goat form with long horns. The sphere collapsed the goat to the dark floor, and the star of scarlet vortex vanquished and vanished in everyone's sight like a cannon triggered and cracked its echoes of an explosion in horror and loud.

The jade, crimson and gold eyes scarcely peered to goat in colorful robes, and the outer garment looked dark pink silk. The goat's head with long horns and long beard figured, crawling and scrabbled on the floor. "Mali! Soothsayer!" Lord Shen spread his eyes widely. He dropped his Guandao and rushed to the Soothsayer.

A sort of confusion to Tai Lung's vision, he surrendered his fangs and sharp claws. Po recognized the Soothsayer with a long beard as if the panda recalled her voice sounded like a sir or a guy in his stupidity thoughts. Mali was the mysterious, visionary soothsayer who glimpsed every person's fate as she reckoned the prophecy of a warrior of black and white.

Shen flattened his feathers to Soothsayer's back on the solid ground. The eyes of amber blurred and shaped the albino with crimson eyes meeting her eyes. "Who is she?" asked Tai in perplexed, as Lord Shen ignored the snow leopard's demand. And finally, the amber eyes met the crimson eyes and white feathers.

"Shen?" the Soothsayer named her adoptive grandson in a high tone. "Oh… My dear, Shen. How?"

"I— I don't know," the albino shook in weary, and could not clarify how. He only answered. "I… I was dead."

"My dear Shen. How can your face so bearable, and burdened your feathers among you?" the goat inquired in such fragile. Her hoof palmed on Shen's neck; the albino opened his beak as his tone stammered.

"I don't— know. It has been so long," Shen shattered the voice as his throat wobbled. "I would know how I was cruel. You were right about my parents. They adored me. You were right about me facing my fear, and I understood the prophecy."

Soothsayer's eyes glimmered, and her chest rose, contemplating her adoptive grandson's voice she listened the light from Shen's throat. No irritation or illness she experienced the albino from past Mali saw him for the last time since the incursion of Gongmen City. Mali smirked. "You did?"

Shen nodded with a little smile. "It was you convinced me to change my course," he answered conclusively. "I saw peace before I died. I couldn't move my own body because I knew my time was going to end and could join with my parents —" the albino gently closed his eyes, his tears held back from pouring on Soothsayer's chest. " — It is complicated to bear my story, but the panda helped me to diverge my path to clemency."

"It was my fault," she said in a matter of fact. "I informed your parents about your fortune, to know who could stop your abomination. It was not the path that you will face the consequence of the panda concluding you. The Oracle is a bond to who you are aside with to find your way through tranquility and hope…"

"Do not say it is your fault to blame, Mali. Your conclusion is what matters to persuade me and adjust," Shen reasoned personally, as the elder goat understood with a little smile. "I am with him. The panda is here with me."

The Soothsayer turned her head to the shadow bar near Shen. Her vision narrowed massively as the shadows dimmed into a hard black. As the figure of black joined to shades, only a white figure glimmered beside the torch, dazzling with panda's jade eyes with a beam. "It is so wonderful to see you again, Dragon Warrior…"

"I miss you, mister— I mean miss!" Po chuckled after corrected woman's title of Ms, or Mrs. properly. "Sounds like hardcore I am with Shen to be a great team!"

"Who brought you here?" Shen demanded the goat anxiously; he pulled Soothsayer's hoof, and Mali rose from the solid rock below the goat.

Soothsayer's head met with Lord Shen's. Her heart sank heavily. "You have seemed aware of yourself, and puzzled to notice why I am here," Mali discerned her grandson's anxious, and so to Dragon Warrior and Tai Lung met their eyes into such demented. "The black bear. The one who called herself Phantom. She brought me here from the incursion of Jade Palace."

"What?" Po and Tai shocked with surprise. The blend of appalling and confuse that bore Po's head sparkled and Tai froze his back. "What happened to Jade Palace, Soothsayer?" Po demanded in an agitated tone.

There were steps sauntered behind Tai Lung, as all heads turned to the hole. A stroll what not so rushed and utterly normal walk. The eyes of brown appeared; the black hawk in a brown vest and gray pants moved in front as Tai motioned to the right. "Ying?" Shen called the bird. The albino rose Soothsayer to stand and—

The blackbird opened his beak; his tongue lashed out and cringed his neck and throat. Ying coughed softly and cleared his throat. "Shen. There is—" Ying paused as his throat pressed his hack air. "Shen—" Again, he coughed harder.

"Ying, are you okay?" Shen called him in standard and perplexed.

Po peered the Hawk's throat. Ying smothered his air as something with the pressure of his breath. His neck forced vocal and gasped loudly. "He's not breathing!" Po appalled.

"Help the poor hawk!" Soothsayer begged.

Tai got to Ying and guided him with wings back to the snow leopard's neck. Ying smothered and barked his throat loudly. Tai placed the hawk down near Po's bars, moving his body in front and repeatedly pressed Ying's chest. Po's chi could not summon as if the shadows suppressed the light power within him. The panda stood in helpless.

The shadow as all eyes met Ying's throat pressed harder, and his rib cage shrunk like a massive palm crushing one body. The Hawk's beak bladdered and his eyes summoned red and dark purple to his cheeks. "Ying! Breathe!" Shen shouted; Tai thrust his both palms together and repeatedly on Ying's chest. The hawk snatched the albino's wing, dragging him closer as Shen drew his long neck.

Ying gargled with blood within his beak and nose; he thrust Tai away with his talon. The Hawk met his eyes on Lord Shen, clenching his feathers as the Hawk gave something like a soft shape caressing your hand and wrist. Shen sensed the scroll paper in his long sleeve. The Hawk's only answer was to offer something unusual, that Shen immediately stopped and caught the hidden scroll without anyone's sightseeing. What was it?

Ying collapsed his head to the floor. The Hawk's eyes grew wide, and his chest popped inside of his chest. Eyes dripped with the flesh of blood from his nose and beak, and last breath he stifled and no longer gripped Shen's sleeve. "YING!" the albino bawled, bursting his tears. Po, Tai Lung, and Mali trembled their bodies in horror eyes, like the bear in black with purple eyes that dazzled with a glare, strolled within the hole with her master.

His soul carries his secrets bold. Huoju said. The Ox-demon and bear in black with purple eyes sauntered near and stood. Such a shame to this simpleton hawk, who was the informer to share many details with the adversaries.

Shen shut his eyes from his tears, as he faced his companion killed from the cause of strangler, noticing Phantom's eyes changed her color to red, and vanished Ying's body into ash from talons to head. Shen stood from the ground after Ying's body disappeared on the ashes. "Your Grace!" Shen snarled; the albino turned to Ox-demon as he concluded the bear nearly drew her hammer ax. "Why did you capture the Soothsayer?!"

This goat is useful to me importantly, Lord Shen. Huoju replied roughly. This Soothsayer does not concern you.

"Yes, she has, your Highness!" The albino protested and extended his wings in front of Soothsayer behind him. "I would not let you do this to her!"

And what's your particular reason to not intimidate her, son of Feng? Huoju demanded in manner.

"Soothsayer— she is my family!" He reasoned the Prince of Darkness. The whole room of Hollow grew silent with Shen's echoes. The Dragon Warrior and the Great Dragon froze as their bodies filled with coldness. Their eyes and mouths opened far wider as they felt Shen's tenderness that a word family represented the affection of the elder goat, who Shen knew her for many years. "Soothsayer's the only family I have got left. Please, your Grace! Not her…!"

The Ox-demon sensed the shatter within the albino's chest as if Huoju knew feelings in front of someone, who mentioned, and adored in affection. One often meets the kindness which is kind, and part of the family debilitates to shatter mental and tenderness. Huoju quoted with the result of ominous.

Shen's tense returned raising his crimson eyes, and beak crushing. "Leave us!" Shen snapped vigorously, flailing his feathers. Their steps thrived in, as many refused in motionless and darkness grew by. Substantial walks approached; Po gasped in horror and met the eyes of the meanest Buffalo wearing a scarlet stone that shone as the fire and his eyes with a blaze, who entered from another hole. Behind him, three Wu sisters in black vests, and purple pants as their eyes colored differently snickered in soft and immoral.

Do you feel in high-rank nobles, Shen? Huoju demanded in a curious tone. The Ox strolled in massive steps he stood taller and met Shen's eyes down.

"What is the meaning of this?" Shen snapped again in confusion. "Is there something you do not share with me?"

Your rank is lower than anyone's highest military grade. The Ox judged the albino, consistent with not changing his voice. Does your voice have the power to send my loyalties dismissed from you?

Huoju flattened his hoofs to Shen's upper shoulders, which sensing the peacock's only finest silk Huoju gathered torn garment clothing. His neck craned down near to Shen's beak; the albino mumbled inaudibly as his voice froze and petrified. My dear, Lord Shen. The time to avenge my form which I've lost, will prevail retribution, and convey the infamous adversary to challenge me. This Dragon Warrior wields the chi of his, the Soothsayer can seek the future to her pray, and I shall grip the one who shall accept his defeat, and will rip his eyes out with a wicked scream from my avenge my retribution.

"Who are you avenging to, Huoju?" Shen murmured silently.

China's perception. The Ox answered. Every person's mind will agonize to my kind, who adores reckoning and death.

Shen opened his mouth, nearly full his eyes as if Huoju's crimson eyes pictured a sunset near to his pupils. What some sort of perception Huoju explained dearly, without the abundant answer to notice who and what can be done to fear the character? "Your… father?" Shen guessed.

The Ox touched the necklace of a scarlet star, Shen foresaw the glimmer on Huoju's neck. Arduous insanity. The Prince of Darkness answered.

The Prince turned his head to the bear; Phantom sparkled her vortex of the red star on her claws. Shen's sleeve jerked to his right. Soothsayer quickly grabbed the albino's feather knife and shoveled the peacock back. Phantom surrendered her capacity as if the Bear intrigued, and Huoju stood back and gestured her. "Please! Let Shen go!" Mali begged, and pointing the knife to Huoju as Shen called his nanny in fretfulness. "He's my grandson! Shen is my first peafowl son I raised him with his parents! You let him go, and take me in instead!"

The bear changed her eyes into scarlet, brighter than the moonlight she glared at her. "And why would Huoju let his companion go?" she snarled.

The goat spun the blade, snatching it, and pointing the feather to Soothsayer's heart. "As the former Lady of Harmonious in all of China, the designation of Soothsayer I swore to the Peafowl Nobles as Lord Shen's Guardian, I will stab my heart myself and let my grandson live without me!"

The albino stood without moving. His nanny swore the oath to Shen's parents many years ago as the protector, soothsayer and caretaker of Gongmen to such gratitude in Lord and Lady's vision. Ever since Mali trusted Shen's mother during the younger days of being in prosperous of meditation from Peaceful Palace in the North, Lady Mianfu returned the confidence as if the peahen offered her colleague to introduce her son along Lord Feng.

Shen held his tongue back as imperceptible. For the moment, the albino distinguished the Soothsayer's voice reminded of his lovely peahen mother. The goat's heart pulsed a little faster — looking directly to Ox's mouth about to open. You die, I resurrect you, and we will peer your prophecy, Mali.

Mali pulled her weight and her head back; Shen grasped her shoulders, and the Soothsayer felt softness feathers she shut her eyes. Send this goat and peacock to my Throne Room, Phantom. Huoju commanded the bear; all eyes randomly met to Shen and Mali, then to those who followed the Prince. Soothsayer will seek my fortune tomorrow.

Phantom spiraled her scarlet ball, fire with violet forming with flames crawling below Soothsayer's feet, and to her head; Mali screeched before her form vanished with shadows. "NO! LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS! BRING HER BACK!" Shen flailed his wing; Phantom cloned the vortex, as the dark and fire climbed the albino's talons to his whole head with Shen's scream.

"SHEN! NO!" Po reached his arm through the bars.

The bear thrashed her claw with the shade of scarlet and black sphere, smothering Po's throat and dragging the panda's body onto the shadow obstacle of solid rock. Chains slithered Po's belly, neck, paws, feet, and tightened his whole body. Stiff and control as Phantom's claw spread her fingers below the ball.

"Don't scream," she warned in vexation. "And if you do, chains will split your skull."

Phantom vanquished the vortex; chains snarled and stiffened across the black and white bear. The leopard heard Po's tone muffled in disgust as his fur cringed, trembling and startling in which Tai never experienced the vision of torture and nothing to compare his regret, and had tons of acupuncture on the tortoise back he kneeled on the bottom of loneliness rock platform.

"As you requested, son of Longwei," the bear blend her eyes to ocean color, and she handed the green caps and red with gold Dragon Scroll to Tai Lung's paw. Glassy and un-fragile of the reflection the leopard stood in petrified with golden eyes. It was merely a prize he wanted to claim and becoming China's disciple of the Dragon Warrior. He sensed no light on his claw that chanted within his intellectual; Tai peered to the bear's smirk. "As I said before, you are not worthy, and it chose the successor. Only the fool who reads blank."

The black bear walked in thunderous steps as her company including Wu Sisters and Temutai marched through the hole that covered in shadows. The panda pushed his throat as if chains ragingly tightened his neck, and Tai shrunk his ears while meeting his eyes to Po's. The softness blaze of violet beneath the leopard's feet ascended, then Po watched Tai's head with mouth opened, and eyes grew wider with brows together upward before formed into nothing.


Xing's PoV

"Bandits attacked Jade Palace, and the Valley of Peace," Tigress says in disconsolate. "Temutai took the Medallion, and killed tai chi teacher, Master Sheep."

Mei Mei sobs; both Dim and Sum hug her with red eyes pouring with tears. "They murdered my sister!" she weeps, collapsing to the grass as both twins hold her and perching to her shoulders.

"We have to go back," the leopard Mei Ling says, shaking her head in fragile.

"You can't!" Zeng protests. "You all still have Huangdi's order with the Company. If you head back, you will dishonor the Emperor and your reputation!" The goose points the fact as if we reject this quest, including both of plans and villagers, treason is not a good way of impressing the Emperor. The goose adds when meeting my eyes and the Company. "Huangdi is escorting many people of the Valley of Peace, the Prosper Valley, Musician's Village, and Tanhuang. If you have families and your villagers, you have to warn them!"

My brother's eyes glimmer, his crests rise rapidly as his attention impacts through his head, and Lotus's ears flick up. "My brother's mother is living in the Prosper Valley at her cabin, above the cliff ridge near woods," I inform.

Tigress cranes her neck down to goose servant. "Zeng, do you know where the Nine's village is?" she inquiries him in solemn.

Zeng nods; I slowly stroll to him, kneeling ahead near to his beak as my voice rumbles and fingers stumble. "Inform the Nine's messenger Kong to escort Lao's mother, and follow wherever Huangdi's Resistance transports my people away from bandits," I apprise the goose. "Tell Kong it's urgent from the Nine's leader."

Just as the merely order for the first time I notify the goose, Tigress nods to Zeng as he must obey my command. The goose accepts, flipping his wings through branches and disappears within the boundary of woods to the Southeast. "My sons," Peng rises his tone, "they're at Jade Palace."

"We ventured far enough to reach the Mountain," Tigress says while I rise. Peng's eyes quiver like his fur towering near to his neck, and dazzling his golden suns, breathing in fragile. "My nephew vowed Po's dads to rescue their son, and he will not break his promise —" Tigress strides to snow leopard; she paws both of his shoulders I sense their heads of anxiety. "— Peng, I hope your sons are alright with your beloved wife. You volunteered Huangdi to salvage Po, and we all have to," my aunt pledges, turning her head toward our eyes including Peng. "I am his, and he is mine. Po needs us, and he doesn't know we are coming."

Pandas sob as they continuously embrace Mei Mei like a giant pillow and laying their heads on her shoulder. Lei Lei's mother died yesterday. Without Mei Mei's niece as Tigress and I knew Lei Lei, we would shrink our seeds of desperation. I am very sorry. I think with anguished head and nearly torn my heart apart. "We stroll to the North. Follow Fei to the Mountain, and deal our quests," Tigress orders. "We will leave in ten minutes. Wolves will gag the gorilla if he talks."


In the morning, the Company marches across the high road of light terrain in the rainforest. The drizzle beneath the clouds touches my silk and whiskers; I do not bother the dazzling drips, letting it absorb through my tongue, and so the others behind me. This grave news from last night impacted critically to the Five's hearts (Three); not just Tigress, Viper and Crane shattered. Lao, Lotus and I pondered my grandmother and three of the Nine of Bao, Fǎnshè, and Hong at Jade Palace with Huangdi, including Righteous students we condolence Fei's master, who went murdered.

For a moment that Jade Palace went ambushed we revealed after the Company's attack, I endure with regret if no one survives there, especially both fathers of Po I promised them to return their son. The wolves point their wooden spears behind the gorilla bandit that tied his palms from behind. Tigress and I lead forward to the road, then onto the hills, and across the mist as its breeze swirl with a cold from the mountains.

Our strolling takes longer than riding the vessel. As for the stop near the river that does not walk, three bottles of cold water we thirst about a small cup in our throats. Crane as I crouch to the front of a gentle stream, the bird panting stiffly and rubbing his head after taking off his conical hat. The gray bottle finishes filling the water; I hand it to his feathers, Crane perceives the bottle as if he snatches and drinks in his beak.

His neck inclines while sipping, he coughs, and nearly spilling the bottle. "Easy there, Master Crane," I serene him, patting my paw repeatedly on his back and grabbing the gray cylinder. "You're drinking too fast." The leopard with yellow eyes behind Crane palms him back. Mei Ling holds his back, noticing the avian comforts the warmth of this female snow leopard.

Just as Crane immediately suppresses his cough, I peer up to the horizon that the mist covers in a light shade, which you can hardly see the snow over summits farther away: white snow and dark ridges on sides. Fei soars within a revolve over the breeze; the Company follows his path to where we venture to Yinxing Mountain. That is the only process to saunter at further tree forests and through the open grass hills about ten more miles to reach in time. At least, we arrive the land of MengMeng mountains by not dashing in a rush, but to let pandas jog in a short period.

Three pandas cannot sprint faster instead; therefore, they can roll quicker than running. There are no other downhills as the Company walks over the whistling fog of trees. Fei flies lower over the branches above when mists cover in light gray as our visual goes difficult with agitation. We gather ourselves in a circular line to stay as a group to not get lost in the mist. The Hawk's voice above us can guide the Company near incline prominence.

Five more miles later, the star from the east drops to the horizon. The sky pales into tangerine and plenty of scarlet on light sides of white clouds soaring above, breaking with lights. We stroll through soft white houses covered with snow, rooftops, doors, windows, and ground filled with small and big holes of steps in many directions. Twin wolves wield their bows and arrows, moving in front as I do the same. The one-eyed Commander Zhong orders the twins to the alleyways of right for Lee, and ahead for Lin as I saunter on the middle of a fifty-yard plaza with the dark roof that stands with four gray columns, and a large metallic bowl of a fire pit in the middle.

Tigress, Peng, and Lotus grasp the gorilla with pressure cuffs behind his back as if this bandit continues wobbling with tense. They guide him to the middle of this plaza I stand, opening one cuff as Tigress banks the Ape's left arm around the column, and put it back to his wrist. Hopefully, the pillar has a strength to prevent the gorilla's escape. I think. The roads fill with pale white you imagine of snows perch through layers, and grasses. Few rigid bodies of rabbits, geese and a large group of villagers of yak, and boars lie in an unconscious, white blue and green on their furs.

"Clear!" Lee echoes louder from the northeast road. The other shouts from the west, then south, and the north. I search both flat rocks to the enormous bowl of a metallic fire pit. Many logs lay to one side and stand facing in lean each other. I grind both stones, forming into small sparks splattering and fires touch wood and branches.

In through moments of sitting in front of fire we perch, a couple of groups scout through within houses to seek if any bandits are spying on us. None prevails. While sitting in front of the fire, pandas' eyes pour with sparkles of pale white tears, and redness eyes. Beside me to the left, Fei covers his feathers within his green sleeves, trembling his beak as he merely shut his eyes I concern the loss of his tai chi master: Master Sheep, the knowledge of chi energy we assemble and discipline into our intellectual thoughts while meditate and combine forms in a demonstration.

Zhong's voice calls from the second block of pale houses. I brush Lotus's head near to her ears as she smirks by accepting the touch, and watch on Mei Mei she sits and grasps the panda with twins Dim and Sum. Through these snows I step onto icy and frozen water pours across two story roof beside, Lee braces the bow and arrow, slowly strolling and glimpsing down to me with a nod.

"I sense bird eyes," detects one-eyed Commander ahead of me. "We are not alone."

His alert delivers my head as pressuring my awareness across the isolated village. I swim my head over roofs to the Southside, Lin stands of a single story building with the dark roof, banking his body left and right while aiming his arrow above the sky, then to the dimmed alleyways of dark blue ice nearby. I approach within there as not using bow and arrow for a reason as I use paws and feet as my superior weapon for years of Wing Chun. The dark alleyway touches the ice and pale fur of brown buried in the snow. I crouch next to who perched ahead of me as if he or she became ice as covered like the reflection of water and rock.

The wind murmurs like a wind kissing walls behind. My eyes glimmer like the ocean of stars, waving my tail sharply and slowly as my ears raise. Soft steps draw when shutting my eyes, sensing its awareness of light and harmonic of heart I feel within. I jerk my body behind, forcing my guard up to familiar black and white wings, and nearly plunge the bird's throat with my palm.

Glaring into the green eyes, I dart my eyes ahead of the black swan with a red beak and white wings in a green robe with black linings to her neck and sleeves. "You thought I am a bandit, son of Shui," concerns Swan in a calm voice.

"If you were a bandit, you be preyed," I persuade, surrendering my guard and palm near to her throat. Now, as of questions crawl upon my head, I demand forcefully, glimpsing the sky of broken clouds and sunset of orange. "Why did you come to me? Were you watching?"

"My child," Swan palms her white hand, caressing my soft paws she grasps gently, calming my sense of awareness and forceful tone like ice crawls my mind. "There are many truths you must discover the immorality bandit, who caused the ambush of Kong Bai Stadium." My eyes dart two wolves behind the Swan as if the third one above the roof glimpses down among her and me. Fortunately, this Swan could not be a trickster, nor a liar I sense her head with many glimpses of chi clouds and ocean of gold crumbling with yellow waves.

In moments of confrontation with the black swan and the Company, we contemplate her clarification, this Prince of Darkness based on Oogway's vision from his scroll opposed many people of students and masters he slew them all in seven centuries ago. To her knowledge she perceives more, there were many bloodlines on Huoju's side before his existence along with his father, Khan. Most were divine, and the last during the Fourth Dynasty dimmed into darkness, in which the unknown cause was Huoju's grandfather had personalities of monstrous and bigotry.

Cruelties and hate grew within the Prince of Darkness as if he including his father met the Komodo dragon sorcerer from Jīnsè Sìmiào, the Hand of Emperor Khan and Commander of the Fire Clan. Lord Sǐwáng educated both Ox warriors in their training with many forms of martial arts he indicated them on the wrong path, especially kung fu the Swan explained. I wonder who trained the Komodo dragon before the Sorcerer sent Huoju to my ancestor's Qing Temple Palace.

Tigress sat beside me with Mei Mei bending her arms that she-panda tries to warm, along the twins Dim and Sum. My meet my ocean eyes as if we concern to this Prince of Darkness is capable of immorality and potentially lethal. My aunt glimpses to the Black Swan. "Why didn't you and Oogway come over to Kong Bai Stadium?" Tigress asks.

"It is not our destiny to support you all and conclude Huoju," the Swan elucidates lucidly. She darted her eyes to many of the Company's eyes. "Two days earlier, on that night at General Bear's resistance, I was going to inform your nephew about the next move of Huoju's forces. Even as I was stunned in motionless, I sprinted away from him when your great grandmaster Oogway, sensed a high disturbance from his meditation. Something terrible went wrong, and could not foresee any visions of Huoju."

"What happened to Oogway?" I demand regularly.

"Oogway discovered that he spotted Huoju infiltrating the Spirit Realm with his right-handed guard," the Swan explains. She budges her eyes closed, moving her head toward me with her beak shrunk down to her sides. "Just as your Grandmaster foresaw them both after infiltrated to such surpass, his vision was blinded. And he could not notice where Huoju and Phantom went before their return to the Mortal Realm. The Spirit Realm has not destroyed; however, the battle is not the cause. Both Oogway and I strongly worried that something moves from the shadow, and it grasped what Oogway felt his heart tendered. Whatever Huoju snatched it somewhere at the abandoned terrain closer to the yellow temples that float across the long bridge, there could be the next threat. An opponent is far better than Prince of Darkness."

Far better? I repeated in thoughts with wonder, as all heads turn each other in ponderous and concern. "That is bad news," I realize. "I cannot ask who is the next worthy of Huoju's adversary. But," I think, standing as darting my eyes to her pale jade eyes, "could there be someone who will challenge him?"

"The answer can be much complex to clear," the Swan ominously says. "For that real inquiry you insist, you must discover yourself with your Company."

Her answer is not a straight path to notice who is Huoju challenging. Far better than him? From the past, or had a strong beef against someone who hates the most? My fur shivers across my back, murmurs speak louder than winds as if the breeze I mind of the cold oddly. My brother tugs his feathers in his sleeves, darting his eyes to the Black Swan, and Lotus grasps her mouth. "My Lady," I call her. "There is something odd about this season. As if this term is supposed to be summer, then how come this terrain of MengMeng Mountain feels like winter?"

She hums as hearing my inquiry. Perceiving how strange to this season might be mountains always cold if climbing through ridges. Below the terrain could go between warm and cold that depends. "Evil occupies near to these hills, my child," she replies. "For so long as the Prince of Darkness resurrected after his banishment for five centuries, he searched only the mountain where Huoju was born within the darkness, and no light for exactly ten years since his childhood days."

"Any idea how rabbit villager once quoted that the mountain has cursed for a reason?" Lotus inquiries her as my sister perched on the concrete floor; Viper beside she-wolf climbs onto her shoulder as the snake opens her mouth.

"For the reason unknown," the Swan continues, "Huoju does not cause these mountains as if he focused elemental of fire to his supernatural abilities, in which can scorch anything that the Prince touches. What Oogway and I concerned upon these summits, we concerned one of the unknown reputations who combined the anthem of rime."

The anthem of rime? I think. "You mean ice?" I guess.

"Precisely." Swan nods.

The winds blow over pale houses from the rimy ridges; I stand as if the breeze of howl enters my ears like someone's breath whispering. "There has to be someone who is very close to Hoju," I say to the Company. "That bear cannot be the one she uses shadow and fire on her. If I apprehend this apparently, Hoju uses blaze for a reason, and the ice has to be —" I consider ahead of the Black Swan, even as I take the possibility of guessing, which I find the answer my mind lightens like the candle, "— a relative?"

"Theories to reveal, do you think, Xing?" Lao asks thoroughly. Certainly. I think.

The North blows by its murmur. Undertone and howl swirl through my right side near to the white road. The ice does not the cause of stiff villagers as I see plenty spilled with warm blood that turned brown through walls, windows, and alleyways. The cause was spits and slashes I discern their wounds I felt within their flesh. Bandit incursion, I'm afraid. "We need to go," Tigress informs in a soft voice. "Yinxing Mountain is not far from here."

High winds breathe loudly from the tangerine sky and dark clouds, blowing with icy dust before glimpsing the Company straightening their backs from the concrete. Mei Mei washes her tears as if the twins grab her arms. Next, my brother glimmers his eyes, as if shrinking his head and darting to the black swan's eyes. Is the Swan knew my brother before Lao confronted me at second? The Swan revolved the cold wind ahead of the West road, as the breeze and snow whisper, combining with the reflection of thin ice. I follow the Swan. "My Lady," I call her reverentially. "May I ask you before you leave?"

The black swan suppressed the wind, palming the crystal glass ahead of me. My thoughts push as my brother sometimes recalled his home where his land occupied with bird civilians; he knew the Swan chick on the next door of my adoptive mother's house. Lao merely recognized the eyes of the green ocean on young Swan who wore a green robe with black linings, carved on sleeves and neck like water details. "Are you that bird who used to occupy with my brother Lao together at the Summit Village?" I ask. "Were you that beautiful swan chick along with your parents?"

"It was I, who was Hǎi's mother, and adored your companion." The Swan replies; the glass of green and blue horizons swirls around her, as the ice lips my mouth, and I sense her light with blossoms around her. Flowers of pink and cobalt soar after the glass fell without cracking like bones tearing apart. The light vanishes as the word Hǎi means sea, the little Swan's name Lao sometimes spoke during his sleep.

The Company saunters through long ridge as the hill can guide us through the top for pandas as they cannot climb very steep; we take small slopes on the snowy peak as my feet lay rimy with wet and robust ground with snow that perches through elsewhere. Mei Mei grunts behind me, as if she wobbles her body and arms winging backward, and I snatch her paw. Both twins catch her back, and their legs slide on the slippery slope, that grass combined with wet and icy snow. We grasp our hands together as the Company does the same; Tigress on my left drags my arm, and we pull ourselves to the top of the hill, reaching skies that paled with dark orange and thick velvet red.

Tigress and I pant as we bend our backs, lapping paws to our legs, her air bursts with creamy white. The snowstorm that breathes loudly, whispers and silently crawls down beneath our feet. The breeze speaks nothing, and Tigress's amber eyes gape. "Po…" My aunt stumbles her tone.

The enormous mountain stands ahead, glimmering with one hundred watchtowers across ridges through all sides, even the front gate as many dark towers have the gloss of red torches. More than fifty at the entrance, and twenty-five perches around the lonely, and cursed mountain. I sense the snow touching on its tip that breathes with ice, and shaped like walls of drips of solid ice.

The wood sign peaks next to the gray stone next to it in front. A script that has written with thick pink, and dark blood like a sunset:

Here, lies the Villager who paid my life witnessing the curse. To those you seek, death perches within the realm of hundred eyes towering the pale wind. The enemy discerns you and towers arm with death upon you. Spare your life, and do not underestimate the darkness.

Bolin Shu

"Bolin witnessed first before me," Fei says, kneeling to the grass that many tips glow with snow. "Poor rabbit knew he could get killed, but sacrificed as bandits focused on him, but Bolin freed me from them."

"The rabbit was right," Wolf Boss concerns and the one-eyed Commander points over dark buildings. "There are over a hundred watchtowers across ridges, and in front over there."

"Look!" The lieutenant Lin beside the Commander darts his paw to the South below the mountains. "General Bear's army! They are on the move to the front gate!" Dazzle torches of the orange and red march across the lower level terrain, as the land shaded in dark green mixed with black; thousands of General Bear's men stride.

The sound of horn blows from the storm and below at General Bear's army. That's the signal. I think. We are a little late to catch up and enter the mountain! Tigress draws the map from her sleeve as if the Hawk gazes my aunt with bright cinnamon eyes, while Tigress nearly opens the scroll. "There's no need for the map, Master Tigress," Fei says. "I studied it for many days since the birth of the Company. Earlier before volunteering, I marked my trace on these ridges from there, to the top right of eighty-eighth watchtower across the path —" the Hawk darts his feathers to the ridge, "— where the X mark lies there. You all must stay behind me."

The snake crawls under Tigress's belly, climbing on her neck and to right arm. "This is for our brother, Po," Viper beams.

"And our home," Crane adds, joining beside both masters.

"For my sister," Mei Mei stands beside Tigress.

"For our cousin, and pandas!" Panda twins unite next to Mei Mei.

"Let's go save the Dragon Warrior," I say.


Third Person PoV

Po breathed into misery, chains dangled around his body, and tightened over panda's paws above next to the lantern. It's shrouds darkened with a blur across holes with screams of horror from the prison. The panda would have known his family from Jade Palace was under incursion. Onto that raid, was a far too concern to Po's anxious as if the panda considered his two fathers from home. His home is where his heart warmed him.

Po heard loud footsteps nearby. He rose and shook his head difficulty as Huoju's shadow slithered over Dragon Warrior's fur that nearly sparked him, like a rope slashing into his back. An image of gray form with golden eyes the panda peered at him with the flesh of saltiness tear near Po's cheek and to his mouth. The gray form that Dragon Warrior barely sighted him with blurry vision, it impacted shadow bars with a blue spark. BANG!

Po twitched his neck above, seeking to someone in a shadow with torchlight who softly growled with fierce as rumble. A gray leopard who summoned his claws like screaming blade, he thrust his other paw onto Po's chest. Tai Lung grimaced at him; the panda inhales into difficult where pain fired through his lungs.

Po heard Tai Lung's quiet snarl. The snow leopard pulled his whole right arm with sharp claws as he brightened his golden eyes in front of Dragon Warrior. Weight on Po's throat loosened, and panda spoke. "Before you kill me," he embarked into anguish, as chains continuously clenched on Po's arms, "do you want to know why your nephew wanted to search you across China?"

Tai hesitated his arm that he dragged his claw. Why? Snow leopard though hardly, and rumbled his throat. "Many people including masters contemplated Peng about you," Po explained tenderly. "I shared the revelation with your nephew. He drove himself mad in front of me, and nearly quitted kung fu because Peng feared that he would follow his uncle's footsteps."

"Did he?" Tai demanded, quivering his head.

"Yes," he answered hardly. Chains grasped the panda in which tightened his strength and belly. Po nearly suffered in his breathing.

Tai Lung bent his right arm down. Realizing what he attended Po's rustling voice. "My nephew wants to find me? After all these years?" Tai pointed his paw to Po. "For what purpose? I…"

The leopard paused for a second as if the panda gazed in concern. "What is it?" inquired Po.

"I remember," he replied, seeking his head to Po's. "His mother sent him to search me after I escaped Chorh-Gom Prison. I received her letter after five days of my freedom."

"What was the letter for?" Po wondered.

The leopard shut his eyes, craning his neck for a moment he recalled shortly. Tai rose his head to Po, perceiving his demand. He inhaled into his mouth with a sigh. "To know I have a younger brother-in-law I never mentioned him," he answered. Tai plodded ahead of the panda. "I became so scarce and jealousy as I notice he slept with my sister, my only related who knew my parents deserted me to Jade Palace."

"Your father's name is Longmei," the panda said.

"Whoever he was, I am not aware of the man with the woman who initially brought me to life, and cast me away before Shifu," Tai shook his head. "I never aware of their faces, nor remembering their names before many years later until now, Phantom said the son of Longwei in front of me. My real dad's name."

"Why did your parents abandon you?" Po pushed his inquiry, once chains gently thrust to his neck.

"My sister what her letter delivered to me," Tai stated, "she said, my parents hated me. I don't perceive that reason they abandoned me." I am going to regret this. Tai thought, closing his eyes as if facing his head down to his feet. Consider what this snow leopard do, is undoubtedly had reflected of ridiculousness, but his mind abundantly flashed as his eyes gleamed into Chi.

"Do you remember your real parents?" the Dragon Warrior asked.

Tai looked up at him. Chains murmured, pressing the panda's neck as Po wheezed. "No…"

Tai pulled his arm and lightened his paw to blue spark he thrust into chains on Po's belly. Strings ripped like muscles fleshed apart, loosening Po's throat and all that clasped his body. The panda collapsed to the ground as his head flattened, panting heavily and strengths growing back within his form. The Great Dragon held the Dragon Warrior's arm, and he raised him returning Po's knees rise. Tai moved alongside with Po, as the ground melted into black water, and both left through the shattered bars.

The leopard released Po to the solid ground as if blackwater screamed like murmurs shrieking, and bars quivered like fingers waving from pinky to pointy. Po perched up, rubbing his neck and panting heavily after gasping louder with jade eyes glimmering. Many shades from the bar and blackwater vanished after painful scream that nearly echoed across the Hollow of Dungeon within dark holes. Black and white bear meet his eyes to Tai Lung's golden eyes above him.

"Tai?" Po confused, coughing and rubbing his neck he met his green eyes to golden eyes. "Why did you do that?"

"I have seen worse enough," he replied, quivering his head thoroughly. He crouched ahead of Po. "Huoju does not take promises what he can do to restore harmony. That bear had a mouth and explained how the scroll is not meant to choose me. It only called for someone who shall seek fortune and greatness to defeat the greater evil, like me, and whoever you fought-" The Great Dragon handed his claw to panda's paw. "Do you want to know my confession?"

Panda glimmered his eyes to him, questioning his thoughts what Tai nodded him. Can I trust him? Po considered. He helped me out of the cell! I should return him a favor one day! The panda clasped the leopard's paw; Tai rose Po. "Yes. I do," said the panda. "But why are you helping me?"

"Because I made my terrible decision to let you escape this horrid mountain from that Ox warlord," Tai stated. Po might convince a little, as his head bent to the left with one eye squinted in confusion. Tai inhaled from his nose. "Shifu was right. I was never meant to have the title. I am a terrible savage. You obliterated me to another realm where I faced fear, and consequences I battled Oogway for being a loudmouth with intolerance. To tell you the truth, I sat beside Oogway in his Realm at blossom tree, and he spoke through my guilt when I sobbed in my room for hours after Dragon Scroll refusal. The title does not fit me correctly because I am not worthy, and renowned master to seek fortune and judgment against all the odds of wickedness.

"Oogway's phrase of darkness in my heart does not mean I am his enemy, your enemy, or my father's enemy. It was all that rage, like Shifu before me!" Tai palmed his paw, almost hailing with his throat quivering with eyes shut. He breathed out his rage Tai eradicated, and see the panda ahead of him. "And I couldn't serene my consciousness to see my dad smirking at me. I felt his heart, Po. I made him proud, and so to Oogway. That tortoise convinced that one who seeks the road where light guides him will abolish immoralities."

Po sighted him in understandable, with his hands clasping and raising his eyes. Tai strolled closer to Dragon Warrior near to his head, meeting their green and gold eyes. "I wish for you, Furious Five and my father to accept forgiveness," Tai coveted. "But, the only way what I must forge sympathy is to do a right thing where you will admit it."

"You need help?" the panda supplicated.

"I need your help," the snow leopard implored him.

Now we are talking! Po beamed in thoughts, nodding with a strongest agree. "Then it's time to do a face of thundah!" Po announced, raising his fist into the air. Tai smiled a little for a split second he desired helping, instead of turning against the panda as the common enemy for years, even within the Spirit Realm he wanted payback. "We are the Dragon Warrior and the Great Dragon! Let's make vulnerability of pure awesomeness, and rescue Soothsayer and Shen!"


How do you like/dislike this one so far? Huoju planning with the Soothsayer to reveal his fortune? Black Swan meeting with the Company at the isolated village? The Company arrived Yinxing Mountain? And Tai Lung bailed Po in the cell and implore his help?! Punch the review for this one!

And thank you to followers who like and read my story, and to many pandom readers reading my book! It is time for the next chapter to experience my climax! Peace!

GZ