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This update seems to go slow at once I am having a bit strangle from writer's block, and finishing the latest rework on Chapter 20! What matters is the time to see our favorite Dragon Warrior! Previously on A New Prophecy!
2/28/2018
Episode Nine: Haidao (41 - 46)
PART FINALE
"War"
Chapter XLI
Scrolls
Two Days Later
In through the darkness, there were faint cries through the battle. You stood alone in the dark, contemplating nightmarish voices in your ears. The black and white bear with jade eyes positioned on the blackness platform, swimming his frightful head around him as if he discerned tones. The Five's, and even his master's clamorous voice. Guys?! Po reached his giant paw behind him. His heart and body cringed when his fluff ears caught sounds of swords swinging and banging.
He could not glimpse anywhere. The panda never felt these shrouds that mocked every villager's and master's voices. He thought that the prison had always haunted his fur and snatch him, regarding his escape. Gray sunlight touched behind the panda's back. He wobbled his body and turned to an unforgiving scene. Lotus? A fabulous, attractive, serene voice heard. Honey? Wake up, mah baby boy.
He heard infant's giggle. Po glimpsed small black arms and paws reaching the infant's mother. She wore a blossom vest and her pink knot above her head. Mama! Po's tenderness tone called her. You imagined of your lovely mother's meltable grin that you titled "Mama" or "Mom" that melted her heart in your reflective eyes on tales of your pictures. She smirked. Oh, my sweet Lotus. You are my world. No matter where you go without me soon, your Mama lives with you. Po's mother pointed her son's heart.
His paw touched the cold reflection on his mother's cheek. Po could not caress her fluffy fur. His eyes went poured near to his closed lips that pressed and wobbled. There is no light can escape cracks in the shade, Dragon Warrior. Po overheard an unfeeling tone behind him. Something whipped the gray reflection as if his mother's head fainted and separated like clouds breaking apart. NO! Po reached his paw toward a dimmed mirror and no longer watching his loving mother. The panda revolved and recognized the enormous mad-Ox dressed his black kimono robe with silk water details on gold linings standing ahead of him. You born from light and soon die ahead of you when time decides your fate. Death always wins.
The Prince of Darkness clapped his crimson light hooves ahead of the Dragon Warrior's temples.
The black and white bear woke from his deep trance.
Tigress flicked ears and twitched her body as if the Dragon Warrior gasped and lurched his half body forward. Palming on the panda's soaking chest, Tigress hushed Po. "Po! It's alright! It's me!" she calmed him.
Po's great breath sweated his fur that dripped underneath his bamboo stretcher. His anxious head swam around within the enormous red tent of thirty wounded soldiers perching on beds. "Tigress?" he stammered, panting.
"It's okay, Po. You are safe," she alleviated her voice. Tigress caressed the panda's cheek. "We are here at General Bear's village."
His green eyes went sparkling. Po's weak strength in his left arm he rose, piled with ten red acupunctures as the panda reacted stings. He saw someone standing next to Tigress as if the panda remembered little pains. An elder goat stood and carried a small white teapot. "What happened?" Po asked Tigress as if he hesitated his flesh muscles and fur skin around him.
"You have slept for two days," answered Tigress. "These acupunctures kicked right into your head. Bear's doctors eradicated your pain."
Po glimpsed at her shakeable amber eyes; Tigress could not move her petrified lips as she hesitated her closed eyes. Tha panda could notice something went wrong. "Tigress?" Po called her with his voice growing and reaching near to his good tongue. "Where are the Five and Shifu?"
"Monkey and Mantis got out. With Shifu, all masters, Huangdi, and your dads," she unstabled her fond voice.
Po bore to glimpse Soothsayer's keen eyes she darted Tigress including the panda. He even watched the horror in their heads as he felt his mother's tears dripping above his jade eyes. "Is it true, Tigress? Our home had destroyed?" Po demanded her with his adoptive father's rising voice.
Tigress shook her mouth, inhaling her nose. "I am sorry, Po," she tendered. No! Po wobbled his head with his lips pressing hard. "Huoju's bandits attacked the Valley of Peace and Jade Palace."
Tigress's voice hammered his heart to her honest, sadness words. Po's eyes went poured. She knew the panda would not like to hear worse news about his famous village where Mr. Ping raised Po. None of the worse news impacts him that his two father survived the Valley. Tigress's arms dragged from Po's grasp, the Dragon Warrior pillowed his forehead in front of Tigress's neck, sobbing.
Soothsayer went shaking, caressing her long beard below her jaw at once she listened children's sob. Poor, children. The goat reflected. Most of the injured warriors across the medical tent stoned their heads and eyes looking at Tigress and Po embracing as their loss rammed their emotional feelings that painful wounds cracked open.
In moments after the panda suppressed his red eyes, Po normally breathed in while Tigress sat a wooden chair beside the elder goat who sipped her tea. "Are there any survivors?" he could not stop asking Tigress with his worried tone.
"Your two fathers, and plenty of villagers," Tigress replied, clasping Po's left paw. "The black bear slaughtered Lei Lei's mother. Mei Mei's sister."
The panda rose, acupunctures drifted and back as his grunt under his throat went silent. "We have to go home," he hunched his arms to tower his half body forward.
Tigress softly pressed her paw to his chest. "We cannot, Po. You are hurt," she shook; Po stalled himself from rising, focusing Tigress's eyes. Why can't we go back home? Po perplexed in his thought. "We cannot return to the Valley. Emperor Huangdi escorted all villagers out of there with all masters, so did your dads, and my aunt's villagers."
"Crane and Viper?" Po inquired her.
"They are here," she replied, then added as her eyes met the panda. "My nephew and his friends, Mei Mei and your twin cousins, Mei Ling and Peng, and —"
Tigress shut her soft lips and eyes looking away at the panda's chest. "And what?" Po asked worriedly.
She looked up at a concerned panda. "Do you remember the wolf who hammered you back at Musicians Village?"
Po listened to her stoic tone. His thought went through emptiness water and entered with unforgiving voices and scenery battles. Ever since the panda remembered Lord Shen's symbol of a crimson eye on Wolf Boss's shoulder patch, he met his old enemy's army of wolves who none of the villagers, nor masters (except Master Wolf) would discipline ruthless, and insanity wolves to obey Lord Shen.
The panda would no reconsider the Nine's Dancer as if Lotus is not part of aggressive wolves that Po once told by Master Ming to discern her she-wolf student's inception. Po had not noticed many wolves have changed after the loss at Gongmen City, after Shen's death.
His mind went unflustered, recalling every bit of a slow movement wolf who let his tongue out and rose his maul with red tribal that Wolf Boss's patch on his shoulder once glimmered with pale red. Po felt the hammer's wrath as if his mouth impacted with a powerful strike and nearly unconscious while panda's old nemesis escaped with metals that wrapped with net ropes.
"That wolf is here, Po," Tigress told him as Po's mind intervened from her soft voice. "Wolf lieutenants including him pledged Huangdi that they regretted their actions for Lord Shen's atrocity. The wolf and his lieutenants volunteered to help us get you and many villagers out of the mountain."
"Did he?" Po sparkled his eyes.
Tigress nodded with her little grin. "He wants to speak with you," she informed, turning her head to the right side of the tent behind Tigress.
The old goat turned. "Zhong," she called, not to compel her tender throat to disturb wound warriors' doze on bamboo stretchers.
Steps approached at the opened war tent. Once a gray figure with one right eye entered, the panda slowly dropped his jaw. The black and white bear gazed the one-eyed wolf ambling with his soft closed mouth. Zhong's black armor and gauntlets went black and same ropes around his waist and even he wore a spike gear on his upper shoulder. The panda wouldn't believe how, or what this commander Wolf Boss has been doing after ten years.
"Hey, Dragon Warrior," the Commander smirked at him in such proper manner. Tigress rose and dragged away slowly while grasping Po's paw. "Do you remember me? The one who I wanted to punch you in your —" Wolf Boss gently punched his palm, "— super soft face?"
Tigress hummed a smooth tone under her throat. "Of course!" the panda dazzled with emerald eyes, nodding to Tigress and the former enemy he pointed. "You are that guy who struck my head with your maul."
Yes. That was me, alright. Wolf Boss thought into his guilt after chuckling, he stretched his body down and cringed his tilted head forward. "Absolutely. I was an idiot and ruthless, panda," the one-eyed wolf nodded in honest. "I never like to hurt villagers or stealing their metal belongings. I chose without breaking the peacock's vicious orders. Just for the record, my wolves and I like to say that we are sorry. For grabbing Musicians' metals, hurting you twice in a row or three if I made a mistake count, and burned down your old village where I was there."
Po could sense the wolf's honest heart in him. He glimpsed Tigress as if the Five's Leader bent her head slowly with her eyes closed. "Shen's orders disgusted my stomach," Wolf Boss added when shaking his head. Po listened to the Commander when Boss continued his honest explanation. "My locals went scattered across the village, captured innocents. When the infant panda wailed near the bamboo stairs, and I had to get him out of the village, one of the pandas did this to my eye —" Wolf Boss pointed his dead left eye, wrapped with a black patch. "— A big, fluffy and stern panda who held his hammer and slashed my head away from his innocent child. The wolf and peacock learned the consequences that no man or woman could apologize to pandas for Shen's wrong idea to cease his fear of Soothsayer's black and white prophecy."
Wolf positioned the iron maul to the platform ahead of him as if Zhong wielded a sword standing with his grip, facing his head forward near to the grasp. "You are the Dragon Warrior by old turtle's blessings, and I respect your designation," Wolf Boss said. "There will be no more violence from wolves and to me to intimidate villagers, and forge metals. I, Zhong of Houses Lang and Peafowl Nobles, Commander of Beijing's Sister, vow your right to fight beside you with Prince Dongji, son of Lord Shen until the day I die."
Po had heard Commander Wolf Boss's oath. The oath that every warrior vows not to shatter his or her promises. The panda admired wolf's words as his heart filled with light that the Dragon Warrior loved and believed second chances to every bandit who hated nasty works. Soothsayer manifested Po to watch Wolf Boss's honest eyes; she nodded the panda with a beam on her cheeks. "I, Po of Houses, um — Mr. Ping and Panda Village, Dragon Warrior of Jade Palace, Master Oogway's triumph and the Valley of Peace's awesomeness, accept your hardcore pardon!" Po forgave Wolf Boss with a broad smile.
Zhong took the panda's encouraging words at once he nodded and returned the war maul behind his back. Tent's opened doorway moved in as their heads revolved.
"Commander Zhong and my Lady — I mean Master Tigress and Dragon Warrior," the brown yak in gray armor entered the medical tent. Po could nearly burst his sarcastic chuckle under his voice. Though around his back, the small pain sparked and Po silenced and breathed in. "General Bear and his lieutenants request your presence to all of the Company members meet inside the War Tent."
"All of us, Lieutenant Colonel?" Wolf Boss asked.
"Lieutenants and I deciphered Huoju's scrolls," the brown yak guard added, "and it is urgent to know every scroll before we proceed any further notice."
As two warriors agreed Lieutenant Colonel's information when a brown yak nodded and turned away from the medical tent, Po brushed Tigress's right paw as if the Five's alpha sensed the panda. He sometimes did not like leaving any of his friends during his past injuries from Jade Palace, and especially this today.
"We'll be back, Po," she tapped the panda's paw with her genuine smile.
Both Tigress and Wolf Boss dismissed through the outdoors of Medical Tent, leaving Po with the elder goat who could not cease her grin across her longest ears for many hours. The panda glimpsed Soothsayer's doctoral packages next to her, perceiving this sagacious goat has had the wisdom to glimpse every child's eyes, every warrior's fortune, and every person's body to heal lacerations. "Shall we begin?" Mali asked, manifesting Po with her right hoof carrying the brown acupuncture.
"Begin what—?" Po asked.
Soothsayer pinned the acupuncture in between his eyes, opening Po's good tongue as his green eyes split away. "Ahh," the panda numbed. She poured a yellow medicine that you sipped a strong sense of grape and cherry you sipped with your mouth and body cringed. Soothsayer pulled the puncture off of him, closing his mouth as if the Dragon Warrior swallowed hard like you dislike the medicine that you shake your head and tongue off. "Oh, not that medicine again! I tasted it before."
"I'm surprised that you helped Lord Shen to accept his truce and have found inner peace," she smiled, having to notice the albino made a slight change to peacock's mental inside of him. Po coughed when still sensing the cherry and grape medicine flavor on his tongue. Soothsayer manifested him pouring a green tea on the mahogany board beside him; she handed the white mug with blue flower details to him. "Notwithstanding, he will unite by your side. You can educate him to socialize through serenity courses."
"I felt hope in him, Soothsayer," Po soothed, grasping the astonishing color of the mug he fondled. "There are many paths for Shen to manifest inner peace. He had his best about one time. I was like Shen at once."
As expected, Dragon Warrior. Mali thought while smirking. "Even in tranquility, Shen has to absorb the flow of inner peace wherever suffering from his interferes," Mali wised. Soothsayer discerned most of the warriors held their painful memories as many (including Po at last) felt a painful sting in their heads, recalling the past where tragedy hurts them.
I was like that when it happened to watch my old village burned alive. Po thought with emotion eyes he closed. Shen must have seen something whipped behind his head as someone hammered him behind!
"It appears my old companion's son has the inception to search the light from the darkness where Shen cornered himself in his tender heart for a long time," Soothsayer determined. "For as long as he cannot tense or fight agonizing memories during his meditation, light can shine him out of the shade."
I can take her excellent advice. Po reflected after his nod; he sipped the mug. Green tea soothed his flesh vocal and warm throat. "Is your prophecy meant for both of us? Even if Shen faced me and once defeated, then we both met at last to seek clemency, has your divination still affects us?" Po inquired the elder, sagacious goat.
Mali kept considering how her prophecy was the right way for the Dragon Warrior to eradicate Lord of Gongmen's madness. Soothsayer recalled the time when she strolled with Master Ox toward the Firework Factory after Thundering Rhino's funeral on that night when the final battle of all masters against Shen's army ended. Mali entered Shen's Bridge as if the goat remembered the guandao scorching southeast map of all China.
She took plenty of Shen's train and leftover shredded silk in the plate and tossed small dust with a white-blue spark with smoke. Her thoughts went perplexing during its form shifting the albino peacock. The only final form never changed as the black yin, and white yang revolved. "Shen was Yin, and you are Yang," answered Mali after waking from her deep reflection. "With this abundant understanding from your crocodile friend clarified to me as I concerned my old prophecy, Lord Shen went hesitated to glimpse your light and interests what he craves after inner peace."
"Like what?" Po tilted his head.
Soothsayer palmed Po's heart. "Amity," revealed Mali.
"General?" the tiger straightened his back and head. Most of the Company members including the peacock Lao beside him positioned. The war table went surrounded by all high ranks as Tigress palmed her nephew's shoulder; Viper slithered below Xing's belly and perched on the counter, piled with crumpled maps. The orange lanterns glimmered plainly to foresee this enormous War Tent where warlords set their ideas to contemplate.
Master Bear handed the golden scroll with black dragon cravings on the table.
"Emperor Huangdi and many villagers of the Valley of Peace, the Prosper Valley, Musician's Village and Tanhuang are nearly reaching China's largest sanctuary," announced General Bear, eying on every warrior and warlord's eyes.
"That is great news to reveal," the tiger pointed, glimpsing the colossal brown bear who brushed his long beard below his jaw. "Are there any awesome kinds of stuff to notice Huoju's plans, sir?"
"Not awesome, though plenty manuscripts are grim and revolting to read those." Bear minded.
"General," an old, stiff tone drew across the meeting table. A white owl with gold eyes in yellow armor and battle vest garment ambled in front of the table as Master Owl bent his wings behind his back. "Since the Supreme Warlord returns, shall we concern his arrival and search Kai?"
"I suppose the Collector's return could plot his vengeance, Master Owl," Master Bear discerned.
"And the jade sky, sir?" the white owl pointed. "This smaragdine light I concern is likely the presence of Oogway's former ally."
The red tent behind Bear earlier opened to detect the day and night horizon. Many members of the army noticed General Kai's return as they including the Company scanned dancing jade clouds farther away.
The smaragdine lights were not dazzling bright enough as if it faded behind ridges of the mountains, enlightened between orange fruit dusk and emerald clouds of dust sparkling above. Jade was meant to feel the presence of health and as tranquil to embark contemplating the Mother Nature's earth. Not precisely what General Kai fitted into healing this living nature, that all those who witnessed his capabilities of collection ever master's Chi, increase his strength and power.
"As long as we must avoid and not getting close wherever Kai is right now, it is better to leave him be," advocated Bear. "His strength and the incredible power of jade is invincible to handle him and his jade zombies."
The colossal brown bear inhaled. "We open these plans now," General ordered.
Fourteen warlords including Master Bear around the meeting table twisted each scroll's tip of the colorful pole. Manuscripts made of soft papers and few ancient that could easily rip if not being careful. You held an old document from the library at the counter that aged many years, article tanned with light brown and plenty of ancient writing black inks fainted.
Soft words around the War Tent elevated as if all twenty-eight eyes scrutinized the articles. "Masters Xing and Tigress," Master Owl called two masters from Xing's upper right side of the table. A long-eared white owl's eyes peered as if his small beak slowly opened. "You both found fourteen simple plans that which brought most of the artilleries, banners, and reputations of every person, city, and temple. Where did you find these manuscripts?"
"At Huoju's Library, Master Owl," Xing answered to Owl's orange eyes. "Bandits were opposing my team. Temutai and Wu Sisters were in there. I cannot explain what was their purpose as we conflicted them all in there."
"This is— " the bear reflect his eyes to the scroll he grasped and scrutinized. "Ninety thousand troops. One hundred and one artillery weapons. And—"
The giant brown bear paused his voice. His throat had soared with his warmth healthy mouth opened.
"General?" the chicken master intervened he lept beside him to Bear's left on the map table.
"Jinse Simiao," Master Bear breathed out. General normally pointed the mysterious plan to the table he pointed with his claw finger. "Now that is a forbidden city where no master, nor warlord and Emperor would know for a long time."
"Jinse Simiao, sir?" Peng perplexed next to the peacock prince. The snow leopard's eyebrows pushed up to his forehead. "May I ask what is that place you said?"
"It's a Golden Temple where Huoju's ancestors built the largest city, made of gold with all wealthy that Emperor Khan followed his father's legacy advise," elucidated Master Bear. "Used to be a peaceful city before Huoju's divisive grandfather ruled. Now, the city of Jinse Simiao is forbidden for political reasons, and never contact Lord Commander Siwang, Emperor Khan's Hand."
"If I may, General and all Lieutenants with respect," the tiger sharpened his eyes toward lieutenants, and Masters Chicken and Bear. "Tigress and I found this crucial fifteenth scroll, not from Huoju's Library."
Xing nodded to his aunt beside him. The Five's alpha entered her right paw in a left sleeve. A sound of glimmer sparkled out of her garment uniform as many ears rumbled from the manuscript. A crimson scroll with gold fires blessing with black smokes and both brilliant dawn caps shone. Heads of higher ranks turned their eyes to themselves; voices spread over the lantern light surrounding them all.
"Oogway's blessing!" the chicken gasped inaudibly. Master Chicken collapsed his short beak as both of their eyes went reflecting on the full, fifteenth scroll's dazzle skin. "Who gave it to you?"
The tiger inhaled. "Not many of you will convince Tigress and me," Xing said.
"Speak plainly, my child," Eagle softened his tone. The brown eagle shifted beside Tigress as the lantern mirrored his beak and his brown war uniform. "You, Master Tigress, and I have our disclosure to announce this shocking honesty proportion."
Will these Resistance warlords listen to me when we confronted Tai Lung and Lord Shen? Xing thought worriedly. His aunt's amber eyes shut with a minimal nod. For a moment, most of the bright eyes glittered. Tigress and Xing lit their eyes toward all of the stern, worthy, and amity warriors as if the tiger breathed in his mouth.
"Tai Lung gave Tigress this important scroll to us from Lord Shen's sleeve in his gray robe at Huoju's Factory," Xing announced.
Every voice across the room whipped their tongues with a shocking look towards the Company. Pandas and the peacock prince Lao rotated their trembling heads at both tigers. The Nine's Clever dragged his chest ahead of the table when noticing his tiger brother's eyes not shutting his eyes repeatedly.
"How is that possible?!" Owl burst his tongue out of his beak, pulling every warlord and warrior's head at the ambitious, stern owl. "It must be a mistake!"
Both Tigress and Xing nearly opened their mouths. The brown eagle gestured his feathers near to their chests, not letting both tigers growled. "If it were a mistake, Master Owl, Tigress, Xing and I wouldn't be here by now." Eagle defended, then nodding to both tigers. "Continue your voice to hear this War Room."
Tigress held and placed the crimson scroll in front of her and Xing on the crumpled war map of China. "My foster brother gave me this scroll," many warlords contemplated Tigress's clear voice near her adoptive father's sagacious tone. "His reasonable answer was Tai Lung clarified about one of your spies had to deliver the manuscript. Much important when something choked the brown hawk's neck, gave Lord Shen before —"
"Before Ying died," Xing added.
"Ying?" Eagle brightened his cinnamon eyes at the tiger.
"Yes. Is Ying one of your spies to share his message, Master?" Xing asked.
"Absolutely," Eagle bent his head forward at once, grabbing his feathers on his back and faced many warlords including the Company. "Ying was not an enemy when my men captured the hawk after Kong Bai's ambush. Huoju tormented my spy with his intimidation thoughts at Ying, including his right-hand Phantom who she is with the Prince as the black bear smothered the hawk."
"I am sorry, Master," respected Tigress for Eagle's loss.
"There is something to consider both warriors who gave the crimson scroll to Tigress and Xing. Oddly to concern," Bear brushed his long soft beard. "Not many bandits decide to change and crave second chances."
"We have those coward crocodile bandits, and that brutal gorilla who worked with Lord Shen, General!" the giant tan deer in dark emerald armor and brown eyes reached his pointy shade hoof behind the War Tent's entrance.
Coward crocodiles bandits? They helped the Dragon Warrior, not a coward. Xing thought with a quiet glare, refusing to glimpse the deer's grimace head with tan antlers like curved thorns as if crowds behind him and high ranks around the crumpled table argued to their agreement.
"Before we argue this term before contacting Huangdi," Bear gestured his opened claw at them all. Calming to his colleagues as General sunk his hand back to the table, Bear moved his head slowly to Xing's ocean eyes. "Let us hear the Nine's Leader who shall read the scroll."
Xing delicately snatched the scroll. Shining sun poles were the essential color that sun climbed out of the horizon darkness from the east and settled your light you guide across many ventures until the dark returns, dusk till dawn. Something that yellow-like Chi is purity of master's highest level of advantage, and abundantly embrace the flow of water that sparkled with fingers you merely concentrated tranquility.
The tiger gripped and looped the sun-pole; his strength became agile with an average firm grasp. Your grip slightly burned when nothing pry your water bottle cap. "Odd. I bet this thing kept close as no one has ever opened it before," He kept gripping the pole with his firm claw. Four or five times during his clockwise looped, his teeth clenched near to his good tongue. "Damn—sorry, Oogway's blessing."
"Maybe you can let me help you this… problematic grip," his aunt reached her paw near him.
Xing gave the scroll to Tigress, concerning one of his hands refused to open strangely. Floop! Most of the eyes popped ahead of the Tigers. The tiger dropped his jaw in a second as if Tigress passed the opened scroll to her nephew. "Thank you," whispered Xing, shrinking his heart including the back of his body went cold and closed his mouth.
The manuscript had colored most silvery white and two black sticks that looped the message. Xing sensed the delicate fabric made of a palm tree, handmade and much challenging to do the exact strategy that could take days to create from palm tree to a paper. Someone had made this paper perfect. Xing described in his serene thoughts. Once scrolling from top to bottom and flattened on the table, small black brush words sharpened to Xing's squint pupils.
He revealed ending letters in every two sentences:
Pale orange horizon blesses the tower.
A tall throne ruler.
"It's a poem." Announced the tiger.
"What?!" random warlords and the Company shrunk their pupils.
"Why poem?!" Owl spat rudely. "This isn't a reading class anymore!"
"What does it say, child?" Master Bear asked.
The white continued to scrutinize this poem as Xing's eyes squinted. He read with his voice:
Pale orange horizon blesses the tower.
A tall throne ruler.
Four defensive seasons that
Guard the Earth.
"Guard the Earth?" The owl questioned, perplexing with his bold voice pitching near to the tip of his throat. "What or who guards Earth against whom? Spices?"
Four Seasons? Not spices. Are those divided times? The tiger raised his point paw. "Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall," he figured.
"Defensive seasons. There must be barricades, or something large to prevent." Bear reflected, then nodded to the tiger as if Xing softly brushed his pointy claw finger onto sentences.
Iron Birds gate barricaded
From threats by the fires touching the throne.
Breathing iron metals hacked,
Spitting toward threats, protecting the throne.
"Strange," Master Chicken bent his head to the left. "I never remember some 'Iron Gate' that 'barricaded' from someone or something. Bear, and I know every master's temple."
A light city thrived.
A million people sing colorful dust and stars.
A darkness city shaded.
By an angry prince, triggered his dust and spike lights.
Chicken bounded and tapped his claws from one side to the other repeatedly. "That looks like Prince Huoju sparking Lord Shen's weapons! Buck, buck!" Chicken rose his eyelids.
"Close," Bear thought.
"What do you mean close, General?" Chicken demanded.
"My thoughts are absorbing through memories," the brown bear eyed on Chicken. "Something about my father who used to glimpse 'dust and stars' beaming with colorful lights above the sky and cold wind."
"There are no dark and light cities that combined into an enormous place," Xing considered. "Light and Dark have to be like day and night?"
General bent his head once after the colossal brown bear noticed quickly. "Continue all the way, my child," pointed Bear. "You are smart than our heads here."
An ancient red tower glossed.
Gold scorched the Earth.
And the fire snarled,
slithered on the tower of the Gods.
Xing read the last three stanzas he rose his head. "Has anyone ever been to the famous city that this poem means to you?" the tiger inquired any warlords.
Most whispered in their ears. "I have," Wolf Boss admitted.
Many eyes guided straight to one-eye wolf's battle head with vigorous right eye and scarred left eyelid closed. "I have seen every street and building all my life since I was a cub," Commander told the warlords and also the peafowl standing next to Wolf Boss who palmed Lao's back of the elegant ocean silk robe. "Every time I looked at the temple, the horizon had always guided me where my family is.
"Do not get me wrong," Wolf Boss leaned and towered his paws ahead of the table, peering all eyes. "This poem indicates that you are in Huoju's game, to embark confusion that his byzantine paragraphs describe a place instead of telling where he will proceed —" Zhong turned to the tiger's eyes. "Read the last three stanzas, Xing."
"An ancient red tower glossed. Gold scorched the Earth. And the fire snarled, slithered on the ancient tower of the Gods."
While reading twice in last three paragraphs, the tiger tipped his black ears upward from his aunt's buzzing sound under Tigress's throat. The Five's alpha inhaled her nippy breath through her tiniest gap in her lips. She must have recalled only one sanctuary that she including the Five and Po went through perilous missions across China for years. Tigress couldn't remember much except merely dangerous quests like Kai to send his spirit body back to the realm, and Ke-Pa that all his demon minions conquered before Po's final approval of skadoosh.
Her mind flushed into the reflective memories Tigress closed her amber eyes.
Noticing her paws had clawed from pressure cuffs, she strolls with the panda and Five across the full dawn bricks on the front door. They have dashed over the streets with thousands of signs, and hundreds of thousands of villagers stroll through apartments: rentals, "strange" noodles and "strange" places. Wish Mr. Ping would have seen Po with his son's companions and squint at "strange" streets with prosperous villagers!
Most of the wolves bandit surround behind these incredible warriors as if many across the giant ancient gray border on both sides next to the temple aim their red bows and arrows at all six masters. One sudden movement, consequences could hurt one of the Five, or Po. Tigress senses much awareness around these vicious wolves and in front near giant ape and one-eyed wolf strolling ahead
Peered ahead, the Five's alpha imaged the opened Iron Gate with linear designs, and both gold peacocks rest on two rings, bursting their crimson wood fire with their long necks point above the peafowls. Black spikes below and top and six prongs on each side around the outside of the red circle are pleasantly decorative.
"The Dragon Warrior, Furious Five and I have history," the one-eyed wolf uttered. "I have had an order in which Shen desired the panda and his companions to bring them alive. Once accomplished and as I delivered my wolves to guide all six masters to the front Iron Gate we arrived, pain within me struck in my heart. Memories grew painfully at once I looked at my best friend's home."
Wolf Boss inhaled his shaky breath, even closing his right eye that most of the Company including Tigress listened to Zhong's tragic life story during Shen's dark times. "Even on the courtyard I watched Lord Shen faced in front of his parents he screamed at them, my left eye bled with tears."
Tigress was ready to speak as if her mouth nearly opened. The memory swept ahead of Tigress's vision.
She walks behind Po while chained with pressure cuffs as the Five follow, and the gorilla and one-eyed wolf saunter to the apotheosis divinity tower across the large courtyard. The horizon had much craft with beautiful dark red-orange clouds from the dusk star. The red tower detailed with the gold blaze; many villagers think of the royal palace's details sincerely the essential, fire guarding the lord against insanity bandits.
An ancient red tower glossed. Gold scorched the earth. Tigress's mind echoed from her nephew's distinct tone. Her body twitched and quivered her fluff pale cheek.
"Lord Shen's Tower!"
