The 2 Dragon Warriors

Illusion of Control

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In the Training Hall, Shifu is seen sitting in meditation, surrounded by numerous lit candles that make an orange glow in the dark training hall.

Shifu's inner turmoil caused him to fidget incessantly, and he muttered to himself, "Inner peace... inner peace... i-in... in-in...inner peace."

A very faint flapping sound in the distance does not help matters. It makes his ear twitch a lot for a few seconds before getting fed up; he eventually turns around with his eyes still closed. "Would whoever is making that flapping sound quiet down!" He snaps at the unknown person To which works as he hears nothing. Just, Silence.

Satisfied that the noise is dealt with Shifu resumes his meditation, placing his hands on hips crossed knees as he tries to concentrate. M

"Inner..." he mumbles to himself as he gets back to meditation. "WUMP!!" A goose squeak is heard as a person drops in from open ceiling as they fell to the floor causing dust to puff up from the landing along with black feathers.

Scowling and fed up, Shifu gets up onto his legs and turns around to see who it is, but his scowl changes into a smile when he sees who it is.

It was Zeng, his messenger he sent out ealier who looks like he went through a tornado with his hair all out of hair braid, his hat missing, his clothes all rumpled with scratches and dust cling to the material as he breathes heavy from pushing himself to the limits to fly as he wiped the dried blood from his mouth.

"Oh, Zeng." Shifu sighed in relief as Zeng shakily stood up, huffing and puffing as he pushed his hair from his face. "Excellent. I could use some good news right now." He comments with a smile on his face at the familiar messenger goose.

To which Zeng stares at the master on the stage in front of him, feeling the incoming dread as he opens his mouth to say but hesitates. He has anything but good news, it was horrible and news that he was so lucky to escape with his life.

"Uhhh..." Zeng utters, his voice hoarse from dehydration unsure how to say of the bad news.

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Minutes later, Shifu rushes up Peach Tree Hill in a hurry, desperation clinging to his bones to push faster as he scales up the hill to find the grand master.

Oogway, standing under the tree like always, slowly performing Tai Chi movements all very fluid and smooth despite his old age as blossom petals float elegantly from the branches around him.

"Master! Master!" Shifu panicky yells as he scrambles to run up to his master urgently, where he forgot about his cane to help him walk.

"Hmmm?" Oogway hums curiously as he slowly stops performing and turns around curious as to why his student is here at this time of the night.

Shifu, out of breath bracing his hands on his knees a bit fatigued says out between breaths, "I have... it's... it's very bad news."

Wiping the sweat off his forehead as he looked up at his old masters back with wide eyes, his master smiled bemused thinking his student was having another rough time training the Dragon Warriors.

"Ah, Shifu. There is just news. There is no good or bad." Oogway calmly says in a soothing tone to his anxious student as he holds his staff in his wrinkled hands as he turned around. Only to stop when seeing Shifu staring at him, terrified, with wide eyes as his hands shook.

"Master, your vision...your vision was right! Tai Lung has broken out of prison! He's on his way!" Shifu exclaimed, panicked pointing off to the lands where miles away, his adopted son was traveling to get there.