Why do I feel so hot?

Am I dreaming?

I'm so scared...

...

Light

Is that what making hot?

No

It's just warm...welcoming...comforting...

Po opened his eyes to find himself floating in thin air, under the light of the full moon. He didn't panic at this, for he felt that he was safe. He did eventually land on the ground and was given a chance to looked at his paws.

His fur was a reddish-orange color, a color he was sure his fur wasn't suppose to be. He was also sure that there shouldn't be dragon patterns on both his arms. Po started to look at himself. The pants he was wearing was charred, same as the one shoe he was wearing. The minute he he looked at his feet, Po started panicking.

He feet had smoke coming out, making him assume he was on fire. He ran to the nearest lake and dived in. Big mistake.

"AHHH!" Po yelled in pain.

He immediately swam his best out of the water. Po tripped when he was back on land and looked at the water. He saw his reflection. A red-furred giant Panda. The rings around his red eyes looked like real flames and looked even more real as the wind blew and made his fur move. Shocked, Po crawled away from the water.

"W-What is going...?"

Po stopped when he saw footprints in the grass. Burnt footprints. Po knew they were his and followed them with his eyes. They lead back to where he was last standing. The spot looked like a big fire ball was thrown there. Po ran back to the spot and saw that the damage continued down the bamboo forest. Po walked down the destroyed path and stopped at the abrupt end. He looked around and put a hand on an unharmed bamboo branch.

"What the hell?" Po said as the bamboo slowly started burning at his touch.

It finally set on fire and Po's attempts at put it out only made it spread to the other bamboo, his touch making them burn more.

"S-Stop!" he yelled with his hands held out.

When that was yelled, the Dragon head patterns on his hands opened their mouths and sucked up the fire. Po watched in awe until it stopped. Po looked at the head patterns, which were back to having their mouths closed.

All of this confused him. What was going on? Why can't remember how he got this way? It was scaring him.

"Help!" Po yelled running around. "Help me! I think need a doctor! Or exorcist! Or something!"

Po saw a village in the distance. Thought it was dark, he saw small lights that revealed the houses. Po smiled.

"Maybe someone there can help me..."

Po ran to the village and fast as he could, leaving burning footprints behind. Po kept his smile that slowly shrunk when he got there. Everyone there looked depressed, almost as if someone had died. He walked and looked at the villagers. They were all either crying or frowning.

"Geez, Who the hell died?" Po asked.

Po stopped next to a white goose with pack bags in front of a door of a food shop that looked like it was closing down. The goose looked just as depressed as everyone else.

"Hey Mister, are you okay?" Po asked.

The goose just stood there. It didn't look like he even heard him.

"Mister?"

The goose finally grabbed the bags and turned around to him.

"Good, you hear me! Why is every-"

Po stopped as the goose walked to him and walk though him. Po started hypervenilating and back away from the goose. Villagers that were walking did the same as the goose. Po tried yelling stop, but no one looked like they heard, let alone seen him. Rabbits, pigs, sheep, and a crying tiger woman, who was helping the white goose with his bags, walked right through him as if he was...

a ghost...

Po ran out of the Village in a panic. He hadn't even noticed that he was flying away on a fire ball he was making himself until he noticed the bamboo getting smaller. Po looked down, seeing he was in the air, running on the fire ball. He yelped and started falling to the ground while the fire ball dissappeared. He looked back at the sad village, which he had gotten very far away from though still close enough to see, as so many questions ran though his mind. What's happening? Was it like this with everyone? Was he really a ghost? Why was he-

It's okay...

Po's eyes went wide as he heard the voice.

You don't needed to be afraid...

"W-Who are you?"

I am the moon...

Po looked up at the full moon.

"T-The moon..."

Your name is Xiao Po, the Dragon's Spirit...

Po nodded and walked away from the village.

"My name is Xiao Po." Po said while walking. "The Dragon's Fire Spirit..."