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Shan-Yu's Victory	By : lightbird Category: +M through R > Mulan (Disney) > Mulan (Disney) Views: 16642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Mushu. Mulan had a guardian named Mushu. Was it possible that his father’s guardian Jie had been real? If so, where was he? How could he have disappeared and let his father get killed?

Shang sighed and remained leaning against the panel in the dark chamber, trying to listen to what was going on in the other room, on the other side of the wall. Though he could hear who each voice belonged to as they spoke, the sound was muffled now. They must have been speaking softly. Though sometimes the pitch of the voices raised and he could make out words, it was impossible to get the whole sentence and he was unable to grasp the context of the words, or their conversation.

He finally gave up, leaning against the wall and sulking, thinking again about the interaction he’d had with Mulan. He had come to help her because she helped him and had ended up fighting with her once more.

He sighed again and shook his head. What was wrong with him? Why did he keep fighting with her? Why did everything she said and did make the anger flare up inside of him again? Even the fact that she had risked her life for him, though it touched him deeply, infuriated him.

He remained deep in thought as he waited in the dark, troubled by his own feelings, eventually drifting off to sleep as drowsiness overtook him and his thoughts ran together in a blur.

~~~

“Your guardian?” Shan-Yu repeated amused.

“Yes.”

Mushu poked his head out just a little bit. “What are you doing, Mulan?” he whispered.

“Interesting,” he answered, looking around the room.

Mulan took the opportunity to shove Mushu’s head back under the pillow when Shan-Yu looked away.

“So, you want to know my side of the story.”

She nodded.

“The name that your people have come up with to describe us is over-general and quite rude. Xiongnu. We do not refer to the Chinese in such an uncomplimentary way. There are many tribes that live to the north of your borders. I myself am actually of mixed blood, descended from more than one of those tribes. As I explained earlier, we have treaties with each other and treaties with the Hans in the north. The Emperors of your country have a terrible habit of meddling.”

“But this Emperor…”

“Was the worst of all,” he interrupted her. “He constantly interfered and his men that he posted along the borders constantly stirred up trouble in our communities.”

“He was worried about your people attacking.”

“So his defense was an offense!” he retorted.

“And your army destroying that village…”

“Give it a rest!” he shouted. “Your army did that to our villages! The troop was stationed at that village when we got there and we had no choice but to fight or go home! And I was not going home!”

A distant and anguished expression crossed his features and the thought crossed her mind that he had lost someone close to him.

“Were you married?” she asked suddenly without even thinking. She didn’t know what had made her ask it. The words had just come out.

He stiffened and stared at her in shock. “What would make you ask a thing like that?” he finally asked, his brow darkening with anger.

She shrugged. “You looked upset. I thought…”

“You will never ask me such a thing as that again!” he interrupted, curtly.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered timidly, truly wishing she hadn’t asked.

She averted her eyes. Although she was tense being there, knowing that at any time he could force himself on her, she knew that her fear of him had lessened in the time she had spent with him. She wondered if maybe she was getting too sure of herself, asking him such a personal thing.

“Many of us lost family members and friends,” he continued, his voice softening now. “I did as well.”

“I’m sorry,” she said again, but she genuinely meant it for him this time.

He leaned toward her and placed his hands on her shoulders, his face coming toward hers. Her hand involuntarily went up in front of her own lips, stopping his face as his lips came near hers, blocking him from her, and she turned to face to the side. He took her hand and moved it away. Her neck tensed as she still held her face turned away, trying to avoid at all costs letting his lips touch hers.

Once again there was banging on the door to the outside chamber and Mulan heaved a sigh of relief as Shan-Yu leaped up, cursing furiously.

“This had better be good news!” she heard him mutter as he exited her chamber.

Mushu leaped out. “Mulan, you have to get away from him.”

“It’s okay, Mushu.”

“Okay? He was just going to…”

“Mushu, you have to get inside the wall and help Shang to get out of here. I told you, Shan-Yu’s men are looking for him.”

“What is wrong with you? You care more about his life than your own?”

“Just do it, Mushu. I don’t have a reason to be worried about my life. He won’t hurt me. I know he won’t. Get Shang out of here and lead him to the others. Yao, Ling and Chien-Po. He is a leader. If there is anyone that would be able to organize those people into a fighting unit, it’s Shang.”

“You know I’m completely against this, Mulan.”

“I’ll be alright, I promise.”

“I’m coming back here as soon as I leave him with the others.”

He slid aside the panel that they’d seen Shang move earlier and disappeared inside the wall. Mulan shut the panel silently behind him.

~~~

Boke led Shan-Yu to the room where the commander had been held. The wall was now open.

“It’s a trick door,” Boke told him, indicating the panel that was part of the wall. “The passageway leads on for I don’t know how long.”

“Let’s go.”

Shan-Yu held out his arm to his faithful falcon that Boke and his men had used to sniff the wall.

“Lead the way, Suren.”

The falcon obeyed his master and flew slowly through the passage, catching the scent of their new prey and leading the way to him.

~~~

“Shang.”

Shang’s eyes fluttered open and he blinked at the golden eyes that were gleaming at him in the dark.

He sat up with a start.

“They’re coming to find you, Shang. You need to get out of here.”

“What?” he asked in confusion.

He heard an exasperated sigh in the dark. “You really need to get your act together, Shang. Your father had a lot of pride in you when he was alive. Just because he’s gone, doesn’t mean you should just give up.”

A flint was struck suddenly and the room became dimly lit.

“Jie?” he exclaimed, staring at the tiger before him.

“Did you hear me, Shang? You need to leave.”

“You’re Jie, aren’t you?”

“Shang, get up and get out of here.”

“I can’t leave her.”

“Who? The girl you keep fighting with?” the tiger replied, laughing.

Shang didn’t answer. He was still wondering if this was Jie, or if it was some other tiger guardian that had come to him.

“Yes, I am Jie.”

“You were my father’s guardian. Your job was to look after him. Why did you let him die?” he whispered.

“I didn’t, Shang. Your father became too sure of himself and stopped listening to me. And right now you are making the opposite mistake. What would he think if he knew that you had just given up like this?”

“Are you here to be my guardian now?”

“No. I’m just giving you a warning. And I’m not really here, Shang. You’re dreaming.”

Shang opened his eyes and blinked rapidly. The image of the tiger before him was gone and he suddenly found himself staring at the little dragon Mushu that he’d seen with Mulan.

~~~

Mulan jumped as the wall behind her opened, revealing the inner chamber where Shang had been hiding. Shan-Yu stepped into the room, two men with him. She recognized his falcon, now perched on his master’s shoulders.

“So, he led you here, did he?” Shan-Yu commented, reaching over and patting his bird on the head affectionately. “Nice work, Suren.”

“Shouldn’t we search the room?”

“No, Boke. He’s not in the room anymore. He was hiding in that chamber that we just came out of. He may have been in this room, but I’m sure he’s long gone.”

He strode over to her closet again, opening it and inspecting the inside. Mulan watched him, wondering where Shang had gone. Obviously they hadn’t found him in the chamber behind the wall and he hadn’t come back out into her room. Mushu must have somehow gotten him away via the inner passageway.

Shan-Yu now walked to the door leading out of her chamber and made a clicking sound with his tongue to the falcon, indicating the large room. But the falcon turned in the opposite direction and fluttered straight over to Mulan. She cringed and tried to protect her face as the large bird batted her head with his wing, perching himself on her shoulder and squawking at his master, who was eyeing her curiously.

“He was in the bed with her?” the man that he had called Boke asked.

Shan-Yu turned to him and slapped him in the face. “Get out of here. Make yourself useful and organize a team to start searching the grounds outside.”

Boke hurried out of the room with the other man, leaving the two of them alone again.

“My falcon apparently picked up the scent of the commander on you, Mulan. Either that or he knows you from some place.”
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