The Girl With A Warrior's Heart

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I stood there, frozen, wondering what just happened when I saw a item on the ground. It was a piece of Lee's ridiculously long cloak, large enough to fit another person. I picked it up, tears spilling down my face."Whoa, whoa, whoa, missy. No need for tears! At least not yet!" A voice sounded in my ear. I yelped, dropping the piece of fabric. "Who's that?" A creature scurried out from beneath the cloth. "Hey! Don't hurt the dragon!" it shouted at me. "Dragon?" I asked incredulously. "how are you a dragon?" "I am a dragon. I was sent by your ancestors!" It said. "You're very..." I trailed off, not knowing how to describe it. "Terrifying? Awe-inspiring? Superior?" He suggested. At least I thought it was a he. "I was going to say tiny. My ancestors sent me a lizard?" I asked. "Lizard?" he exclaimed. "Lizard? No, I'm a dragon. I don't do the tongue thing. Besides, if I were my real size, then you would be cowering. I'm Mushu. What's your name?" "I'm...Hermione. Hermione Nike." I said, giving the 'dragon' a look over. He looked like Mushu from Mulan. Then again, I had just learned that my best friend was the descendant of Li Shang and could time-travel. "You need a guy's name if you want to get your friend back then. What's it going to be, huh, 'Mione?" Mushu asked. "A Chinese guy name?" I responded. "No a girl's name. Of course a guy's name. They wouldn't accept you into the army if you were a girl." Mushu said. "Ping made it and she's a girl." I said. "Ping was an uneducated girl at war and didn't know how to hold a bamboo rod." Mushu snapped back. "I think you can do it better than her. Just don't screw up anything like spoil what happens."