Ok, 'member that I had posted something called "Two Family Renunions?? Well, I'm kinda re-posting that. But it's gonna be different, let me tell you.
Here is...FIRST PART. He's my friend.
Chapter One: Secret Revealed
It was six thirty, and Po was hungry.
He trudged lazily towards the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
He heard the slight patter of feet and turned around to face Monkey.
"What are you doing?" he asked. Po responded with a loud yawn.
"Just...getting something...to eat." he drawled. Monkey sighed.
"Po, every ten minutes you eat something! I've even seen you sleep-
eating! Every ten minutes each night!"
Po yawned again.
"You need to go back to sleep," Monkey snickered.
"No...Must eat..." Po snored. Monkey half-lead, half-dragged him to
Then suddenly, as Monkey dropped Po on his mattress, a loud BANG!!!
exploded in the air.
Po sat bolt upright. Monkey whistled through his teeth.
"It's happening." he whispered.
"What on earth," Po said nervously "was that?"
"Tigress," responded Monkey "That's what."
Po and Monkey looked out the window. There she was. And now Po could
see what had happened. An ironwood tree had been literally chopped in
half, and it had fallen on top of a gong. Tigress was looking down the
hill, clenching and unclenching her hand. Po spotted a small scarlet
spot the front of her paw.
"Eww." Monkey whispered "She's hurt."
"That was...AWESOME!!!" Po squealed.
"You're happy because she hurt herself?"
"What? No, no! Just what she did with that tree!"
Po stared back, eyes wide. Monkey rolled his eyes.
Tigress was punching another ironwood tree. Peices of bark flew
"Why does she do that?" Po asked, his wondering green eyes on Tigress.
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And with that, he poured every single ounce of strenght and power he still had and didn't have left, making him weaker and weaker, the ring's glimmer fading quickly, and shot out a ray of sparking black light that streaked across to the body of Po, which was slowly opening it's eyes feebly. The shadow-blast pounded straight into him like a sword and made him slam back into the wall so hard he smashed through.
"Po!!" Tigress screamed, watching in horror as the Dragon Warrior's spirit faded swiftly, the panda's eyes huge and dimming, his life source dying, and then it was gone.
Tigress began sapping back into her pain-filled body too, and she watched as Morgul gave a low, satisfied sigh, and let himself fall, and his ring slipped off his neck as he sailed downwards, down with it's Master and never to be seen again.
And as Morgul fell, he remembered distantly the dim last lyrics of a song, a lullaby from when he was young that had come to mock him.
All shall fade,
Morgul closed his eyes and let the shadows of below engulf him without protest.
The earth rumbled and suddenly began restitching itself to gether until it was sealed, like a cavernous mouth that had swallowed a satisfying meal.
Tigress, ignoring her screaming sides, hauled herself up and stumbled over to the lake, where Po had been blasted into and was floating around the shore, completely still.
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Aaand...on we go...
They fought long and hard, and still no one was winnning, yet Morgul still had the upper paw. His Ring had more power than the lockets, so they discovered, and it was all the two Kung Fu Masters to do to keep him at bay.
Yet even rings that control shadow lose their power gradually.
Morgul hissed and sent a disc of shadow whirling in their direction, and Po jumped into the air to avoid it, then Tigress extinguished it with a spurt of flame. They dodged more flying shadow-objects, ranging from waves to shurikens whipping towards them. One blast caught Po in the stomach and he collapsed to his knees. But he got up again, looking just a little black in the middle, and with a wave of his fingertips sent a blast of green light in Morgul's direction.
At the same time Tigress sent a jet of flame streaking towards her formidable uncle. For a moment, the two elemts whirled and collided together in a rolling spinning comet of green and orange, rocketing towards Morgul with a loud hiss and leaving in its wake a trail of white smoke. Morgul gave a hysterical shout of sheer horror and dove out of the way, but unluckily it skimmed just over his back and left it burnt, making the Black Wizard to yelp in pain as heat seared his fur, and he was sent crashing into the floor from the force.
The ball of orange and green erupted into the ground and dirt cascaded up, then down like a fountain, and it left a fresh, ugly wound across the grass as it slid into the earth, leaving behind a burning trail of flames.
Morgul got up. His eyes were harrowing pools of scarlet that would of given anyone nightmares for a month, and his robe was shredded in some places. He seemed drained, and his face was ashen and it seemed strained to even blink for him. His breathing was notably forced, and his paws shook uncontrollably, as if he was too weak to do anything, but yet he growled.
"You--you cannot defeat me!" He stammered, trying to stand upright. "I am the unbeatable Black Wizard!"
Both held out their paws and let the elements mix freely into a whirling ball, that for a moment was a spinning, blazing image of a yin-and-yang symbol, and then, with decisive nods, they let it flash forward. Wind howled as it raced up to Morgul, spitting sparks and whirling faster than you could blink.
"Skadoosh." Po grinned.
Morgul panicked and made a shield of shadow, then as he realized it was hopeless he dove away from it. The ball of fire and green light pummeled into the ground, making the earth sway beneath their feet, the rest of the ruins shudder and buckle in heaps of dust, and a giant crater gape open where Morgul had been standing only a second before, a chasm shadowed so you couldn't see the bottom, and black mist hissed and whispered out of the rim. The black tiger seemed to have landed safely, but his misjudged his step, and opened his mouth to scream as he plummeted into the yawning abyss.
But he shot out his arm at the last moment, digging his claws into the stone, gasping for breath. His fur bristled, his eyes were huge and terrified, mouth still open to yowl. He swiped his arm up to grab a stronger, surer hold, but missed and felt his claws loosening from the earth.
He glared back at the spirits of Po and Tigress, gritting his teeth so hard foam frothed at the sides. "I will not leave just yet!" He roared madly, eyes glinting. "Not without taking one of you with me as well!"
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Well, being 12 years old and uncreative, I named it something within my range of thought. On another site, I renamed it 'Island of the Past', but yes, I'm still open to suggestions. Well, I'm so glad you like it, and please keep reading and reviewing!
Okay, to everyone else:
I will be gone for a week or so, and I desperately need you all to help keep this and the Legend of Crescent up. Please?
first off, this story is awesome.second,its way too good to be called "the story with no name". who'd have thought tigress would have an evil relative, especially after being raised in an orphanage. it needs to have a name as awesome as the story. open to suggestions? let us know.
Yes, Crlefan, that term does belong to the Warriors series, hehe. Oh, and good luck on your trip!
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Chapter Thirty-Two: Copycats and Disaster
When Tigress woke up, she wasn't in her body anymore.
She could see it, nearly lifeless and hunched over against a wall, and her breat caught in her throat when she saw Po in the same position. No, wait, not lifeless. Not just yet.
The feline looked down at herself and almost screamed. She was hovering in the air, skimming overhead with paws that seemed to be made of shifting particles of light. She still looked the same, but energy hummed around her, and it seemed like air passed through her as if she wasn't living material. Maybe she wasn't.
Another part of her registered the burning pain, the aching way her body couldn't move, and the way she was teetering on the brink of extinction in her other form, but it seemed distant, so far away...
Po was hovering over the air beside her, equally disoriented and befuddled. He looked over, saw Tigress, and nearly jumped straight of his ghostly fur.
"What happened?" His voice asked, though his mouth didn't move.
Tigresss's mind reeled as she thought hard and remembered distantly those warning words Binjo had given her a time that seemed so long ago. You must be brave, have courage, and never leave your spirit.
Well, if being this wasn't her spirit, she didn't know what was.
"We're our spirits," she said softly, though, like Po, without opening her mouth to speak. "We're not ghosts, but almost."
Morgul, who had been laughing evilly, stopped and fixed his eyes hard in the air, scrunching his nose in distaste. Then he backed up with a blank look of shock and terror.
"Aren't we supposed to be invisible as ghosts?" Po asked.
"I...guess..." Tigress shrugged.
"Then why can he see us?"
Morgul was frozen, paw trained over his sword. "You cannot still be alive! It's impossible! I-I've blasted you with so much power" He fumbled breathlessly, "It..i-it's...you're not supposed to be...I vanquished you, o-once and for all!"
"No. Not yet you haven't." Tigress answered with fire resounding in her voice. Her paw began to blaze, and flames licked up her arms until she was smothered in dancing tongues of orange and red. Her amber eyes blazed angrily, golden almost, with fire reflecting nearly menacingly in them.
Po himself looked angry, but instead his whole body radiated with green-gold light, and it was almost serene. His eyes glowed an bright unnatural white, and though he was in spirit form, he looked just as panda-ish as ever. Possibly even more so.
Tigress stared at Po and Po stared at Tigress, and idea forming mutually in their minds.
"We need to work together," Tigress explained, voicing both their thoughts. "Use your power and I'll use mine."
Morgul's eyes were huge. He looked almost terrefied, but he switched to a nervous snarl, shielding fear from his eyes and drawing his black sword. "Spirits or not, I will defeat you!" He announced, baring his yellow fangs.
"Try me." Both the panda the South Chinese tigress smirked. And hence the second battle commenced.
Me- *hiding in a barrel* Thanks Rtfacts. It's been two weeks on board and we haven't gotten caught. this plan might actually work.
Rafiki- *in next door barrel* i told you so. just two more days and Morgul will be falling like a rock to my feet.
Me- first we have to not get caught so *whisper scream* BE QUIET SOMEONE'S COMING.
Crew guy- *walks along the deck whistling. hears something in the barrels. walks over and is about to find Rafiki but someone calls him and he walks off.*
@Taupetiger (sorry, but Im used to calling you that, if you don't mind )
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@Crlefan and Rafiki
Hoo, boy, could luck to both of you dark-siders! Morgul's waiting for ya!
Sorry, this won't be exactly the longest chapter, but anticipate the worst...
Tigress flipped to the air and kicked Morgul while coming down, then held out one paw and blasted another streak of flame at him. Morgul staggered back but ducked the fire, then unsheathed his sword and flicked the blade out far enough to graze Tigress's stomach. She squeezed her eyes tight in pain, but growled and with a swift twist of her paw she knocked the sword away then slammed her other paw into Morgul's already crooked snout, hence making it even more ugly. He snarled and swiped his foot under Tigress's leg, holding out one paw and using the other to aim a a blast of shadow.
Tigress jumped from the under swipe but was thrown back from the dark jolt and she did a couple backwards sumersaults before skidding to an unceremonial stop. The fire that had covered her like a protective pelt fizzed and died, and for a moment she had trouble catching her breath, groping at the stone ground then letting her hand drop from exhaustion.
Po, meanwhile, had attacked, and was fighting like a black and white blur, using whatever that green element was to move objects and direct them at the enemy, who blew them apart with waves of shadow. The sword had actually flown back to it's weilder, like it was some magnetic force pulling it into his paw. Po spun around and delivered a few blows while Morgul deflected them and whipped out his sword to try and slice at the panda, though so far the bear remained unscathed. Po put his palm out backwards and tendrils of light weaved around Morgul like a web, and as they grappled around him he struggled vainly to rip free.
Having baught some time, he hastened to help Tigress. Her breathing was labored, and her fur looked almost singed.
"Ti, you okay?" He asked, concerned.
"What a morbid uncle I have. How am I even related to him?" she moaned through a mouthful of courtyard dirt and stone.
Po let the tigress haul herself up. She spat out a mixture of earth and blood, eyes already slitted in anger. Glancing down at her paw, she said something softly.
"Mousedung, I've torn a claw." she growled.
"Cat expression." She explained quickly, looking up just in time to see a massive comet of shadow streak towards her and Po.
Just before a gigantic explosion rang in her ears.