Hello my lovelies! I'm practically buzzing, with this being my first story and all, WOO! Just to put this out, but this is more like an introduction into the story, with very little Kung Fu Panda mentions, but trust me, there will be LOTS more soon. So, check out my chapter, my aim = make this story long. Really long. So if you decide to stick with me, I promise lots more chapters in the near future. Another heads up, I've basically planned the full story in my head, so NO writer's block! Yipee!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kung Fu Panda or any of it's characters. Only Kiera, my OC. Anyway, don't let me stop you. Read on!

Chapter 1

Down the Rabbit Hole

The soft melodic tune weaved itself throughout the air, a delicate harmony intricately intercepted throughout the notes. Kiera lost herself in her flute piece, enjoying the beautiful lullaby she had picked up earlier that day. She sat perched on top of her desk by the window, letting her eyes drift closed and guiding her fingers across her prized possession. The flute was petite and was a gleaming silver, with a single inscription at the tip engraved in a flowing practised calligraphy - "Follow your heart to your destiny", a birthday present from when she was five years old from her late grandmother. A wise woman. Kiera's mind lingered over the memory of her unforgettable smile.

Her eyes fluttered open as the tune floated to a finish and removed it away from her mouth. She sat staring out of the window and towards the hustle and bustle of the campus below. Lunch equals freedom. Freedom equals madness. She chuckled slightly at the thought, it was completely true. Kiera was abruptly pulled from her imagination, the ringing of the bell overhead indicating lunch was over. She quickly placed her flute back into it's case and stuffed it into her backpack, once more looking out of the window at the now dispersed college kids. She furrowed her brow. What class did she have again? Was it a Wednesday or a Thursday? She slowly hoped off of the desk and practically skipped towards the calendar that hung by the teacher's desk. Tuesday! It was a Tuesday!

Kiera resisted the urge to face palm as she ran through the corridors and skidded around corners. Had to be a Tuesday, when she just so happened to have Biology, this class being the furthest back in the whole building, on the bottom floor, while she just so happened to have been in the top. Just perfect. She brought her right wrist up and glanced at the clock. 12:58. Two minutes. Mr. Doyle is not going to be happy today.

This new found information had Kiera running twice as fast, now noticing the empty corridors. Great, just great. She sprinted around another corner, narrowly missing what would have been a painful collision with the wall and straight between two unsuspecting students, knocking the guy with the black hair's books out of his hands. Oops.

"Sorry!" Kiera gave a little wave as she turned around with a goofy half smile, only to cringe as she noticed the other guy giving her quite a glare, so she turned and continued with her fast pace, focusing on her target as she jumped down the second last flight of stairs, three steps at a time.

She rounded her last corner, stopping for a second to the observe the short corridor and stairs that led to her Biology classroom right in front of her. She could see the door. She checked her watch again. 30 seconds! Stricken with panic at the thought that it would be impossible to get down the stairs in time, Kiera swished her head from the right to the left, and on a whimsical thought, spotted a tray on the janitor's trolley and grabbed it. She glanced at her watch once more. 15 seconds! She focused on her Biology class door, and with a silent prayer for her stunt to work and for her life, charged the stairs at full speed and jumped at the edge of the staircase. She quickly swivelled the tray under her feet and got into a crouching position, stumbling on it slightly as it collided with the stairs and she started speeding down them.

"Holy crap! This is EPIC!" Kiera screamed at the top of her lungs, laughing as she zoomed down the bumpy 'ride'. Only then did she realise she hadn't thought about the landing, the door almost two inches from her flying form.

"Right class. Seeing as almost everyone is here, we shall begin with…" Mr Doyle motioned towards the board, only to have a load crash literally bang down the door. He turned and what he seen made his face go beetroot red.

There was Kiera, a lump on the floor from her not so graceful landing and a door off of it's hinges behind her. She blinked a few times, finally registering what happened and quickly stood and pretend to swat her clothes to get off dust before turning to Mr Doyle, who was still in shock and turning redder by the second.

"That could have gone better." Kiera moved her hand behind her mid-length black hair and rubbed her neck, stiff from her entrance. At that comment, Mr Doyle seemed to exploded.

"MISS KIERA! My door…! SEAT! NOW!" The teacher was practically bursting at the seams, and Kiera could have sworn she saw steam coming from his ears as he dramatically pointed towards her seat, her scurrying towards it as fast as her legs could take her. When she sat at the two seated desk, her blonde hair neighbour raised an eyebrow, elbowing Kiera slightly and giving her one of her 'looks'. The kind of look that said 'your-an-idiot-you-know-that-but-strangely-it's-expected-so-I'm-not-gonna-ask.' Kiera rolled her eyes at her friend, turning her attention to the now simmering teacher. He seamed to have let off most of his hot air, as he turned to the class with a now composed face, although his eye twitched as they came across her.

"Anyway…! Class, if there will be NO MORE interruptions…", Mr Doyle's bugging eyes seemed to rest a few seconds on Kiera for emphasis, "…we shall begin our lesson with a case study on the Red Panda!" The lecturer clapped his hands together, almost as if he was excited about the idea. God. This is gonna be a long lesson.

The bell rang signalling the end of the class and everyone stood up to leave with their new notes on the Red Panda either spilling from their hands or stuffed inside their bag. Kiera swore in her mind that she never wanted to see another Red Panda again, unless it was in a movie. Which reminded her, Kung Fu Panda is going on once she gets home. Kiera stood, her notes already inside her backpack as she slung it over her shoulder and she made to leave, giving a short smile and an enthusiastic goodbye to her friend. Finally, she thought. Thought it would never end.

She glided her way through the busy corridors, dodging students until she got outside and made her way over to her car. Fresh air. She smiled as the breeze rustled her choppy layers into her face and over her green eyes, enjoying the feeling.

"Kiera…" Kiera opened her eyes startled, glancing around as she thought she heard someone whisper her name. Must be the breeze, she thought to herself, shrugging it off as her having had a long day at college.

"Kiera…" The voice whispered once more, bringing her out of her thoughts as she snapped her head towards the direction she was sure it came from, which happened to be the little opening between the trees in front of her car. Okay, so she knew from all of the horror movies she had ever watched not to investigate the strange noise behind the bushes, but it was like her soul was telling her to follow the wind carrying the whisper.

She curiously stepped towards the clearing, noticing what seemed to be small pink petals gliding on the breeze, beckoning her further as she slipped behind them, following them as they danced deeper into the forest area beside of the college. She carefully guided her foot over the leaf litter and tree roots, being extra careful not to face plant into the ground at a time like this and lose the leaves. The inscription from her flute started to surface in her mind, "Follow your heart to your destiny" and Kiera couldn't help but wonder if fate seemed to be playing it's part in this situation. That, or her Grandmother really was a lunatic, like the rest of the family stated, but something deep down always told her that her Grandmother spoke wise words, even if they didn't always make sense.

As luck had it, she managed to navigate passed the many obstacles in the forest without falling once, except from a few minor stumbles, which seemed to be an accomplishment. The blossom leaves finally stopped at another clearing, but as Kiera looked at the path they had come, all she could see was forest surrounding her. She really must have walked deeper than she had thought. She studied the floating blossoms, each leaf gliding purposefully towards the small lake and hovering over it. She walked slowly towards the lake, carefully staring at her reflection as she approached. She leaned down and placed her hands on the side of the lake, getting a better view of whatever it was her gut was trying to get her to see. Squinting her eyes, all that stared back in the water was her black hair, green eyes and pale skin. Wow, really pale… In fact, was her skin getting whiter? No, but the full pond seemed to be slightly glowing white. She watched with wide eyes as her reflection disappeared and the small lake started glowing. What the…?

Kiera leaned even closer, wonder taking over her senses at the strange glow emitting from the water. She slowly moved her hand and hovered it over the pond, her heart practically jumping as her conscience was urging her to touch the water. She leaned even closer, edging her hand to the top of the glow. She almost forgot, and quickly broke her attention to look up at the blossom leaves, only shocking her further. She could have sworn the leaves had taken the shape of a turtle, which seemed vaguely familiar. She gasped slightly as her own personal light bulb went off, remembering what, or better, who this was. She leaned even further now, determined to touch the turtle made of blossom leaves that hovered over the glowing water.

Kiera seemed drawn further towards the mystery, but before her hand could even come close to the 'seemingly' fictional character, she felt her hand that was clutched at the bank of the pond slip, and she felt herself fall into the pond. She panicked slightly, as when she made contact with the water, all she fell into was an endless glow surrounding her. No splash. She tried to wave her hands above her head to swim back to the surface, but there was no water to swim. In fact, she was just floating. Floating in this nothingness that glowed. But what happened next really tipped the bucket. Kiera felt herself being dragged down, almost as if this nothingness was getting sucked down a drain in a huge bath or something. She wailed her arms again, pathetically trying to 'swim' away again. Nothing. The last thing she felt was her smash into more water. Maybe she was dying, and that glow was like God or something? Either way, she was under water again, and was sure she was drowning. She felt her body go limp from the impact, her eyes slowly fluttering shut as blackness overcame her, only to feel her body being hoisted back out of the dreadful depths of the water.

Author's Note: Yes! Finished! No romance yet guys, but as I said before, introduction. So, review ahoy, me hearties! I appreciate constructive criticism, but please no flames. I hope to see you again very soon! ^_^