ATLA fan fic :D I wont be using foul language but just to be safe ill rate it at +14 (6 posts)

Topic tags: Aang, airbenders, avatar the last airbender, Azula, firelord zuko, guru pathik, katara, Mai, sokka, Suki, the duke, toph, Ty Lee, white lotus, zuko
  • Avatar Annaliese

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    said 9 months, 3 weeks ago

    Ch 1: Haunted

    The night was without stars. The moon half hidden behind a grey cloud, yet its fullness still reached Katara as she Waterbended against her attackers.

    Sokka drew his sword, his face filled with confusion as he ran towards the loud explosions that had begun without warning. The Earth Kingdom was cooler with the fall setting in; his breath formed a mist as he kept his pace steadily towards the top of the hill. Suki wasn’t far behind; she called out to Toph who was running at a slightly slower pace.

    Sokka froze at the top of the hill, below was the clearing and his eyes widened trying to absorb the chaos of it.

    Suki joined Sokka and her jaw dropped, Toph paused as well.

    “It feels like Zuko, Katara and Aang practising their bending….” Toph waited impatiently for Sokka or Suki to explain their awed state.

    Sokka inhaled sharply. “Are they…..spirits?”

    The ghost-like people dodged several of Katara’s ice blocks which she threw desperately.
    Shades of transparently blue-outlined figures attacked Katara and Zuko with what seemed to be fierce dancing?! No it was circular movements; it appeared as a dance but it became clear to Sokka, these things…these ghosts were benders; their technique was based on trying to get behind their targets. These were Air Nomad spirits…

    ÂŹThree days earlier…

    “Sokka you don’t have to keep trying on that fire…” Suki giggled.
    Sokka frowned, “Excuse me but everyone else is claiming that the little break we’re having is supposed to be fun. Campfires are mandatory, and no one else is helping.”

    Toph sighed, “Just ask Aang to help, the wind is too strong today…and that campfire wood is looking pretty sorry.”

    “Right, ask Aang to help…” Sokka rolled his eyes.

    “What, just because you can’t light a fire it’s no reason to be embarrassed.” Suki reassured.

    “It’s not that, Aang doesn’t have enough time to help he’s so busy with Katara now.” He mumbled.

    Toph laughed, “Relax, they’re happy and you’re just grumpy because you can’t use boomerang as much as before.”

    “If you spent half the time with me as you do complaining about Aang and Katara…” Suki muttered in an inaudible voice.

    Sokka shrugged, “I just don’t want to see Katara get hurt…”

    Toph snorted, “You really think someone like Tinkle-toes would be able to do that, calm down and stop using those pathetic spark-rocks.” She stood and pulled her arms up forcefully creating a big earth wall to block the winds.

    Zuko and Mai walked over carrying a basket in their arms. Mai sat down and began to unpack the basket, Zuko waved at everyone, “Hey guys.” As he sat down he shot a fireball at the pile of wood in the small fire pit.

    Sokka’s brows dropped, “Hey-ya Zuko…Mai.” He let the spark-rocks hit the ground and sat back. Suki moved closer to him rubbing his shoulder, softly laughing at the fire.

    Appa landed in the field nearby and two people got off. Aang and Katara walked over, Aang was holding their supper.

    They sat together in-between Sokka and Toph. Mai handed Toph plates to pass around.
    “I made fire flakes.” Mai said to Sokka as she handed him the bag.

    Sokka let his frown fade away and smiled as he grabbed the bag, “That’s what Sokka’s talking about!” He grabbed a bunch and shoved them in his mouth and quickly regretted it, his face turned deep red and he yelled. “HOT!!!”

    Katara shook her head, “Seriously you can’t remember from the first time you did that?”

    Everyone laughed as Sokka scowled and took a gulp of water being passed to him.

    “So what are we having, Aang?” Zuko asked curiously as they were all handed a bowl of yellow liquid and a fruit pie.

    “I brought fruit pies and some papaya –“

    Katara groaned, “Ugh, papaya?”

    Aang grinned; he pulled out a mango and handed it to her, already knowing papaya was her least favourite fruit. “There is also some salad.” Aang added.

    Toph sipped at the mysterious yellow soupish stuff and spat it out immediately, “What is this?”

    Aang blushed slightly, “Uhm…that’s onion banana juice…”
    Mai smiled, “This is great, thanks.”

    Sokka starred at his vegan meal, “Yeah it’s great but where’s the meat?”

    Katara rolled her eyes, “You asked Aang to bring the supper, and he doesn’t eat meat so…what did you expect?”

    “Well I guessed you’d be like that, so I came prepared.” Sokka said defensively, he pulled out a wrapping of blubbered-seal jerky. He chewed it bitterly as everyone indifferently ate the vegetarian meal.

    “So I hear the transition in the Fire Nation is going smoothly.” Suki noted towards Mai and Zuko.

    “Most of them are happy that they don’t have to deal with such harsh penalties for simply living their life.” Zuko glanced towards Aang, “I’ve already got the school system changed so the students are allowed freedom of expression and of course the whole history curriculum must be changed.

    “All they need is an opportunity to express themselves; I mean that dance was all it took.” Aang recalled.

    Katara’s eyes drifted off as she remembered her duet with Aang.

    Toph set aside the onion-banana juice. “Yeah about the ‘smoothness’ of the Fire Nation,” Toph used her fingers to emphasise smoothness. “When are they clearing out the colonies,
    back in Ba Sing Se I hear the King is getting pretty anxious.”

    Zuko rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “Well we are trying to make things easy for everyone and the citizens are just getting a grip on the reality of things.” He spoke carefully and Mai held his hand supportively.

    “Apparently the colonists aren’t even packing.” Suki noted.

    “It’s all very complicated, those people have made a home and it won’t be an overnight move, but eventually everyone’s regions will be restored.” Aang cut in.

    Katara broke the tension quickly, “So I hear the Kyoshi Warriors are going to help with the Seasons festival.”

    Suki nodded excitedly. “Yes, we have all of the flags made up, the cooks are assigned and Aang agreed to rewrite the Nomads Airbending Scrolls.”

    “Seasons Festival?” Toph frowned.

    “I know you like you’re little arena Toph but seriously this event is going to need your help too.” Suki mentioned.

    “What’s this festival even for?” Sokka asked intrigued.
    “The four elements, the celebration of balance.” Zuko explained.

    “An Avatar festival? Like the one with the giant floats of burning Avatars?” Sokka grinned.

    Aang shook his head. “This doesn’t celebrate the Avatar as much as it does the unique and rare aspects of every nation, so people can learn more about the other elements and ways of life to promote respect for them. I figure the war was based on everyone’s division, if we did a festival of Seasons it would give a rich culture lesson.” Aang elaborated.

    “I hear there is going to be bending lessons.” Katara added.

    Suki smiled widely, “There’s going to be foods, dances, art, bending, and architecture from everyone. Toph would be able to help make the mini stone replica of the world, it would focus on the Air Temples, Water tribes, Earth Kingdom capital and Fire Nation.”

    “Almost like Wan Shi Tong’s library…” Sokka remarked.

    “What about the five mystery events, it was rumoured that five surprises would be in the festival.” Mai asked leaning inwards.

    Suki nodded, “One for every nation and the last for the spirits.” Suki was obviously trying hard not to spoil anything.

    “Aw come on just one of them, tell us please!” Sokka grabbed Suki’s hand and brought it to his cheek and made a pleading face.

    Suki smiled at Sokka’s flattery, “It’s up to Aang…”

    Everyone looked at Aang expectantly.

    The sun was beginning to set and its warm colours were soft on Aang’s face, he smiled. “Only one…”

    Everyone leaned in excited to hear what it was.
    “It isn’t something that can be used with words; it’s more of a demonstration…” Aang drifted off.

    “So it’s an Airbending technique?” Zuko guessed.

    “You don’t need Airbending… it’s something the monks did to help people find enlightenment or to share meditation.” Aang began.

    “I can’t really meditate…” Toph reminded.

    Aang closed his eyes, “Close your eyes and hold hands.”

    “You don’t understand that its better to die on your feet than to live on your knees!”
    I grinned, “Why not live on your feet rather than die on your knees?” ~Rise Against
  • Avatar Annaliese

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    Ch 2: Enlightment

    Everyone pulled back from their held hands, their expressions of shock and amazement.

    “I….I don’t know what happened.” Toph stammered.

    Aang smiled, “You saw it didn’t you…you could see.”

    Toph covered her mouth and nodded as tears fell down her face.

    Zuko and Mai both exchanged happy looks in response to Toph’s joy.

    “That wasn’t possible…” Sokka whispered.

    Aang put his hand on Toph’s shoulder, “It was, the veil between the spirit world and this one, it may have been simple and plain but it has never been done with anyone other than the nomads.”

    “Why not that was breath-taking!” Katara exclaimed getting teary eyed.

    “In the temples we used meditation every day; we had to master meditation before attempting to cross the spirit world. Those who were close enough to mastering it were the ones who shared meditation.”

    Aang looked at Zuko. “Iroah had to practice it to get through to the spirit world but the only hiccup with that is that you cannot leave on your own accord. You are kept there until someone from this world guides you back or a spirit does. But with me guiding you all there, I can get us back at a second’s notice.” Aang responded.

    “What is in the spirit world, why didn’t we go all of the way?” Suki asked nervously.

    Aang paused and everyone looked to him awaiting the truth. “Certain spirits…they are dangerous, Koh is one of them…”

    “Can’t you just fend him off?” Sokka asked in confusion.

    “If you show any expression when he sees you he can steal your face.” Aang blurted.

    “I don’t want to go to the spirit world if my face could get stolen!” Mai groaned. “Can’t you just make a pact with him to leave us alone?”

    Aang nodded slowly, “Yeah any of them would if I asked.”

    “That isn’t all is it?” Katara asked gravely.

    Aang shook his head and lowered it. “Sometimes you might come across…spirits who have….passed from this life…”

    “Like our mother.” Sokka noted as he looked at his sister.

    “Why would seeing the ghosts be bad?” Katara questioned, everyone stopped eating and grew silent.

    “The ghosts aren’t majestic and prettied up…they look like corpses, they look dead and it’s not the best thing for anyone to see…the only time they don’t look dead is when they attempt to contact you.” Aang fought his voice; obviously he had learned this the hard way.

    “So the spirit world is swarming with ghosts…” Suki sighed.

    “Only in some parts…they aren’t allowed in a few.” Aang reminded himself.

    “I saw you guys, Sokka I expected you to be taller for some reason.”

    Toph noted happily. She paused, “I could read books in the spirit world!”

    “You can’t bend in there though, or go to the bathroom.” Sokka interjected.

    Toph and Katara scowled at Sokka for being a killjoy.

    By now all light from the sun was gone; the moon was in a beautiful crescent and the autumn breeze blew over the small rock wall Toph had made earlier.

    The Gaang continued their reunion, Zuko a Mai expressed their concern for Iroah who was still living humbly at his Jasmine Dragon tea shop. Suki began to confide in them about the Seasons festival, that was only a month away. Sokka seemed a little irritated that he wasn’t told about this festival considering Suki was assigned full control over it by Chief Hakoda, Chief Arnook, The White Lotus, Aang, and Firelord Zuko. Aang admitted that he and Katara were going to the Air Temples to clean them up possibly for the colonists in the Earth Kingdom who needed to eventually be relocated.

    Eventually Mai was beginning to fall asleep and Sokka was out of blubbered-seal jerky. Zuko and Mai tiredly waved goodbye and headed off to their cabin, Suki supported Sokka as he quietly ranted about Momo not being here.

    It was only Aang and Katara left sitting at the barely burning embers of their fire. Aang pushed down the rock that Toph had used to shield the fire. The Ashes flew up and swirled away as Aang turned to Katara and took her hands.

    “I have a present for you.” Aang grinned.

    Katara patiently waited to see the present but paused when Aang remained motionless, still holding her hands.

    “I was in the spirit world recently and…” He decided against ruining the surprise, he closed his eyes and she did as well.

    Katara opened her eyes to be in a field, someone before her wearing Water Tribe clothing. Her hair was a darker brown, it fell loosely at her sides and her fragile figure began to move toward Katara.

    Katara froze, “Mom?”

    Kya ran to her daughter and embraced her joyfully, “I didn’t think the Airbender was telling the truth!” Kya exclaimed as she cried.

    Katara felt the emotions in her gut, butterflies; she didn’t want this moment to end. She smiled to herself seeing Aang off in the distance meditating. Tears streamed down their faces as Katara told the story of her journey with Sokka and Aang, who she explained to her mother the Airbender was Avatar Aang.

    Aang opened his eyes, still keeping his focus up so Katara could stay with her mother a little while longer. He could feel the connection between them; Katara and her mother were overwhelmed. Aang watched for a while but felt his body begin to twitch; he felt a slight alarm… They were in the spirit world for quite some time, but how long in the real world had it been? He was used to longer meditations but this was different, must have been a good 32 hours… He stood allowing Katara the chance to say goodbye. Then everything faded.

    Katara and Aang opened their eyes; a wave of exhaustion fell on them both.

    Without hesitation she hugged Aang tightly, her misty eyes staring back at Sokka who was sitting there dumbfounded at why the two were there for 32 hours mediating with hands held.

    “You went to the spirit world didn’t you?” Sokka said crossing his arms.

    Katara let go of Aang and they both stood. She nodded unable to find the words to describe it.

    “Seriously, after all that talk of ghosts and face stealer spirits you took my sister in there!” Sokka repeated in anger.

    “The less people I guide the less risk.” Aang protested.

    “Yeah that’s very convenient, this is serious Katara I don’t want you going-“

    “He let me see Mom!” Katara yelled.

    Sokka stopped, “What?”

    Katara tried to sound less aggressive now that her brother had stopped his little rant. “He took me to see mom, mom has been trying to talk to us for a while now but the spirit world isn’t easily contacted unless you’ve got an Avatar or a solstice.”

    Sokka was still in shock. “How is she?”

    Katara put her arm on Sokka’s shoulder, “She is glad to know what we have done, she is so proud of us, especially you.”

    Sokka frowned, “But you’re the one who defeated Azula, why is she so proud of me?”

    “Mom didn’t think more or less of either of us, she’s proud because you kept your promise to watch over me.”

    “So I didn’t come along because…?” Sokka scowled.

    “Like I said, the less people the better, I still need to practise more with guiding one person and I don’t want anyone endangered so-“

    “Kya is my mother too; I don’t need any of your excuses I want to see her!” Sokka protested.

    “Sokka I haven’t-“

    “Hey if Sokka’s going to the spirit world I want to as well, I really like seeing…I never thought it would mean so much to me…” Toph admitted walking over in a rush.

    Zuko looked up from the distance and came over in curiosity, “What’s wrong?”

    Sokka glared at Aang, “Aang’s making sure he gets to selectively choose who gets to see their lost loved ones.”

    Zuko frowned, “What?”

    Toph stomped her foot, “I don’t want to see dead people, I just want to be able to see!”

    Aang looked at everyone and then back at Katara.

    “Fine.” Aang sat sitting down.

    Toph, Zuko and Sokka sat as well while Katara stood in disbelief, “Aang you said it yourself, you still aren’t sure if this will work with so many.”

    “Twinkle-toes do I need to give you some more Earthbending lessons, it sounds like your chickening out again!” Toph teased.

    Aang closed his eyes and Katara sighed in defeat, she too sat down and they all held hands.

    “One rule…” Aang spoke louder than he had to.

    Everyone waited…

    “If I say something is wrong, don’t second guess it, I don’t care if you think it will do anything harmful, I want you to run over to me and grab my hand…from there I can get us back.” Aang firmly announced.

    Everyone nodded in agreement.

    Aang’s tattoos began to glow and everyone slipped over the veil.
    The spirit world was bright, a meadow much like the one they were sitting in a few seconds ago. The light was a light greyish colour, it was calming.

    As soon as everyone stood a flock of black birds quickly flew away in a lone tree.

    “So where is mom?” Sokka asked, his feelings of uncertainty had dulled his anger slightly.

    Toph looked around, tears in her eyes. “It’s so beautiful…”

    Zuko nodded, “What part of the spirit world are we in?”

    Aang frowned, “Stay close…the spirit world isn’t made of substance; it is constantly growing and changing.”

    Katara began to feel uneasy about the field. “Are there spirits watching us right now?”

    Suddenly a soft breeze began from the direction of the tree.

    Aang’s eyes darted in that direction and he moved in front of his friends protectively.

    “Isn’t wind a substance? Why is there wind in a place without substance?” Zuko quacked.

    Toph was taken aback by the people walking towards them, the breeze picked up. “I can’t say I know who they are…I can’t describe colour…”
    She continued to enjoy the luxury of seeing it thought.

    Aang was still, this made everyone seem defensive against the people moving slowly towards them.

    “Aang, is everything okay?” Katara asked.
    Aang glared over at the figures with horror in his eyes, “We need to go, now!” He reached for his friends hands and noticed Toph’s wasn’t there.

    Toph had moved away from the group, she was starring at a flower trying to understand its colour.

    “Toph!” Aang called desperately, the figures in the distance began to walk faster. As they walked faster the wind picked up and began to whistle, as they sprinted, it howled and when they broke in to a full-out run the howl turned into a low and high moan.

    Everyone moved back at the people who were now only yards from them, they were scarred and parts of bone were protruding from their skin. Of all of the dirt and paleness of their skin one thing stood out more than any of the gruesome gore. Airbending tattoos…

    Aang reached for Toph’s arm as a last resort, everyone held onto his other arm in fear.

    The corpse reached out and grabbed at Aang’s neck, it latched its fingers around it and squeezed.

    Aang’s tattoo’s lit up and Aang touched Toph.

    Everyone gasped and let go of each other’s hands.

    Katara starred in horror seeing Aang’s tattoos were still glowing, he was still in the spirit world.
    She covered her mouth, trying hard not to vomit at the memory of the
    Nomads who had run at them. Rotting flesh, skin torn from their bones, blood had been dried and crusted on their skin.

    Toph was shaking, “After seeing for the first time I never thought I would regret it, until I saw `them’….”

    Zuko didn’t make eye contact with anyone he looked at Aang and sorrow filled his eyes. “What did they want with Aang?”

    Sokka snorted, “Gee maybe they wanted to invite him to a tea party!”

    Katara used her bending water to hit the back of Sokka’s head, “Stop it!”

    Sokka rubbed his head and stood, “No really, a nice party with more Airbenders and plenty of dancing lemurs, I mean they grabbed him by the neck, how else do you get invited to a party?!”

    Aang’s tattoos faded, everyone was still arguing too much to notice.

    “Sokka seriously, get a grip!” Katara fumed standing to face Sokka.

    “What do you think they wanted with Aang? It was definitely one of his own people and they grabbed him by the neck!” Sokka defended bitterly.

    “We know next to nothing on the spirit world.” Zuko reminded Sokka; just the slightest hint of resentment had fallen into his voice.

    “Yeah well we also know next to nothing on Aang’s past! He makes this story up about running away and missing the genocide of his people but in Fire Nation history,” Sokka turned to Zuko. “Yeah the scrolls directly written by Sozan! He said that he engaged the Avatar, he couldn’t have ever seen Aang let alone fought him if he left before the Firebenders arrived!”

    “Fine Sokka, you witness the genocide of your people and explain how you didn’t stop it!” Katara yelled.

    Toph felt the vibrations as Aang slowly stood and began to walk away.
    “Are you okay?” She called to him.

    Everyone turned to see Aang walking away, his fists balled up; they were surprised to see that he had returned and ashamed that he had heard them…

    “Never been better.” Aang growled.

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    Ch 3: Intentions

    Aang had kept a clear distance between everyone, Katara had managed to get into the room Aang had locked himself in; he was mediating.

    “Aang, I can understand if you don’t want to talk but this is a big burden.” Katara spoke softly, she leaned in and kissed his cheek and Aang’s concentration broke. He half-heartedly smiled at Katara’s sneaky method. She knew it would make him immobile for a second as well.

    “As much as I want to say Sokka was out of line when he said…when he said those things but,” Katara sat beside Aang and held his hand. “He was right…when that storm broke out and we were stuck in the cave, you seemed extremely brief, not only that but you stumbled through the story. I didn’t want to question it because I can’t imagine how it must feel…” Katara trailed off not wanting to finish the sentence.

    Aang looked into Katara’s eyes, “I love you…” He smiled.

    Katara smiled back and squeezed his hand, “Just wanted you to know that I’m here.” She began to stand to leave but Aang held onto her hand. The slight surprise was reflected in
    Katara’s eyes, she sat back down and Aang sighed deeply.

    “In truth I can’t remember what happened…I remember the monks sitting down with the students for the meditation ceremony and then screams. As I look up I only see a wave of water crashing down on me, I’m on Appa and we are caught in a massive storm… I’ve told Roku about this and all he says is that my memory has been cleared of burden; he said the monks used a form of Energybending to erase that part of my memory and the rest was because of the time I had been in the iceberg…” Aang was starring at the floor, his eyes were misty and his lip trembled.

    “If I try really hard I can picture an older woman and her husband. I can see them holding a baby in a cloth, another girl and boy my age holding onto their robes; calling over to me. The little pieces I can remember….they are only of me and Monk Gyatso training. I remember the temple, my travels to Kuzon and Bumi, my tattooing session and meeting Appa. Everything’s so clouded though; anything I think about too much just becomes harder to remember…”

    Katara moved closer to him to embrace him, “And in the spirit world…those were Nomads?”
    Aang nodded, “I don’t know what they wanted but Roku warned me to stay away from their ghosts…I remember that Monk Gyatso and some other Nomad had tried contacting me before…they tried on the day of Sozan’s comet. The day I disappeared to look for them, I found the lion turtle instead and he showed me how to use Energybending…”

    “You think that the lion turtle wanted you to use it to find your memories?” Katara suggested.

    Aang nodded, “I tried getting help from the other Avatar’s that day, all of them wanted me to kill the Firelord; even the Air Nomad Avatar.”

    “Then why would the Nomads guide you to the one thing that could help you avoid it?”

    Aang shrugged, “The lion turtle told me that Energybending was used in the time before the Avatar…maybe my past lives didn’t even know about it either…”

    “That Guru…didn’t you say that he could feel your thoughts with touch?” Katara offered, she was stretching it a bit but she wanted to help Aang understand this and more than anything she wanted to understand him.

    Aang’s eyes widened, “Yeah…Guru Pathik knew about Energybending, he had to have known because that’s how he read the emotions so easily…”

    Within an hour Aang had explained to everyone his intentions to visit Guru Pathik, Sokka didn’t meet Aang’s eyes while he talked and Aang wanted it that way. He never suspected Sokka would be so bothered by his past but in a way he was threatened that Sokka was reverting back to the way he first did when Aang first got out of that iceburg.

    “So you can take memories away with Energybending too?” Zuko asked, his eyes were swimming with hope and almost immediately Aang knew what Zuko meant.

    “Why would he need to?” Sokka asked, it was obvious that Mai, Suki and himself didn’t understand…

    “Azula has had a twisted childhood…maybe if she forgot it she could become sane…” Zuko explained.

    Mai scowled, “Yeah let’s just fix her back up so she can finish you and Aang off like she almost did last time!”

    Katara looked at Zuko; his face was caught between hate and love for his sister. Their family was surely not an easy one to deal with. “It might hurt her more than it helps her…” She directed this at Aang. “For all we know you could be in more misery missing the memories than if you could remember them.”

    “We don’t know that, I don’t even know that, and if it would take the burden off of Azula maybe the other nations would be able to see how even Azula was a pawn in Ozai’s plans.” Aang admitted.

    Mai snorted, “I can’t say that Azula hasn’t had a rough childhood but I can say that she’s always had a pleasure in pain, we all saw how she smiled anytime she was defeating her enemies or toying with them.”

    “What if you took her bending away and then her memories, she would be less of a threat if she were to go rogue…” Suki sounded skeptical of her own plan but everyone knew that Aang had a weakness for giving people second chances.

    “So Azula’s memories are a burden but Aang’s memories aren’t?” Toph asked.

    Aang’s heart dropped, he had hoped no one would bring this up…

    “It’s just that…” Katara began

    “Just what? Aang lost his people and from what we can tell, he was there to see it. If those memories are too horrible isn’t this amnesia protecting him? Who says Aang won’t go Avatar state on the Fire Nation after seeing what actually happened. He might even want to go after the other nations since technically no one helped the Nomads.” Toph’s cool tone showed that she was only being helpful but the frustration practically emitted from Aang’s body.

    “I won’t hurt anyone.” Aang replied in a stern voice.

    “You spared Ozai’s life; that was amazing considering what happened…what if you only spared him because you didn’t really remember what happened? What if your humanity and humility towards your enemies goes away after this?” Mai confessed.

    “My people didn’t even have a military force, we were peaceful, we understood the corruption in revenge and we understood above all that life was precious.” Aang defended.

    “Maybe you should just give wait to see Guru Pathik…at least for a few more days to make sure this is really what you want to do.” Katara calmed.
    Aang looked at his friends and slowly nodded, “I suppose.”

    The rest of the day consisted of sparing sessions. First up, Sokka went up against Suki, although they were both neck-in-neck for awhile Sokka eventually nailed in a sneak attack with boomerang. He then versed Mai who took him out quickly; from there she went for Katara.

    While those four rested Zuko and Aang spared.

    Katara and Sokka were particularly interested if the two had changed tactics after being in battle with each other for so long and that Aang promised to only use Airbending.

    Zuko started off with a rippled of fire across the grass, Aang easily flipped over it and with that motion, the wind blew out the fire. Zuko kicked forward, two fire blats were sent over to Aang and Aang ducked to avoid the first jumped to avoid the other.

    “You’re holding back Twinkle-toes!” Toph yelled.

    Zuko rolled forward and advanced towards Aang, he sent a few bullets if fire at Aang and then dived to the side to come up on one knee to sent two more.

    Aang inhaled seconds before the bullets reached him, his instincts took over. Aang swept his feet over and easily dodged the bullets, his circular evasive manoeuvres made it extremely difficult for Zuko to keep his distance and still aim properly with the fire. He eventually gave up the distance and moved in, as he did a grin spread on Aang’s face.

    Katara felt goose-bumps; she knew that Aang wanted Zuko to close in.

    As soon as Zuko got within distance, he used his hands to make a wall of fire.

    Aang lowered his stance and in a half-moon motion his feet moved around Zuko, within seconds he had his hand relaxed on Zuko’s back.

    Zuko tried to face Aang but Aang’s movements were too fluid and graceful to be beat. When Zuko tried rolling forward to get out of the block Aang used his air-scooter to swing around to face Zuko.

    Zuko’s expression showed Aang that he was caught off guard, without hesitation he waved his arms in a tight circular formation and then pushed forward, the air spun Zuko around while knocking him back.

    Aang helped Zuko up and Zuko smiled, “Toph, your turn.”

    Toph beamed, “Alright Twinkle-toes, let’s see if you have gotten soft!”

    This time everyone was locked on the two, a match of the opposing elements. Two true masters facing each other.

    Toph didn’t make the first move, Aang did. He flipped forward and tried aiming his feet at Toph; she had already felt the vibrations and her arm shot out followed by a slab of rock.
    Aang was knocked down immediately, he pushed himself up with Airbending and then reverted back to circular patterns of movements, about a half an hour later, Toph and Aang were still dodging defensively while occasionally throwing in the offensive.

    Aang plopped down on the ground and Toph kicked up the dirt sending him flying up and crashing down.

    “Rock beats Airbender!” Sokka teased.

    Aang slowly stood panting and rubbing his back where Toph had catapulted him. He bowed to Toph and Toph bowed to him, everyone moved in to help them get water and wipe themselves off from the sweat and dirt.

    “Enough of sparing, we should make teams and play a sport!” Suki suggested enthusiastically.

    Mai raised an eyebrow, “Like what kind of sport?”

    “Air-ball is out of the question.” Aang joked referring to Sokka who blushed deeply at the time when he had played it against Aang and lost 0-7.

    Everyone remained silent in thought until Sokka gasped. Everyone looked at him expectantly.
    “Redemption, that game Aang made up to make the Gan Jin’s and Zhang’s stop feuding in the canyon!”

    Zuko, Mai, Suki and Toph all starred at Sokka with confusion.

    Aang smiled, “Toph, we need a courtyard and a ball.”

    Toph shrugged indifferently and made up a large rectangular field, she carved a rock to form into a ball and held it up.

    “Teams?” Sokka asked.

    “Girls vs. Boys.” Mai suggested.

    Everyone agreed even though the girls would be at an advantage with one more person on their team.

    “The goal is to get the ball across the opposing boundary while holding it.” Katara quickly explained.

    Zuko grinned, “This game got two tribes to stop fighting?”

    “More or less.” Aang smirked.

    Katara and the other girls moved on their side of the field and the boys on theirs. The ball was placed directly in the centre, “Go” Toph yelled.

    The boys ran for the ball, the girls did too all but Toph who stayed behind waiting.

    As soon as Sokka picked up the ball Toph sent the land beneath him skyrocketing. Sokka flailed and threw the ball to Zuko who was confronted by Mai. She slid underneath Zuko and tripped him.

    Aang flipped over Mai while gracefully taking the ball; of course Katara stood in his way and grinned playfully. Aang started running for the line when she opened her pouch and shot the water at his feet, freezing it Aang stumbled and Suki grabbed the ball.

    Sokka stopped rubbing his sore butt and ran after her as she made a break for it. Zuko wasn’t far behind, focusing more on blocking Mai from any possible assist.

    Aang and Katara blocked each other, hoping to do the same.

    Sokka tackled Suki and managed to throw the ball at Zuko, Toph sent a rock at him and the ball flew from his hands into Mai’s. She kicked the ball up in the air and Aang took that as his unofficial clue to go after it.

    He used a powerful Airbending move to launch himself upwards; he caught sight of it and pulled it towards him with Earthbending. From there he was falling back down.

    He could see Mai had changed to block Sokka who was acting as a defense on their side of the field. Zuko and Katara were shoving each other out of the way, but Zuko was still close to the boundary, Toph was smiling from ear to ear waiting for Aang to land, he knew she would use her moves to get the ball to her teammates. Suki was prepared as a defense on her side of the field…

    Aang had decided, he landed and as he did he felt the ground beneath him begin to rise, he threw the ball to Zuko and he dived for it, using Firebending as a block to Katara’s advancement, she had no choice but to step back and protect her from the flames.

    Zuko made a run for the boundary and Toph drilled her heel into the ground making sure Zuko tripped.

    Suki rolled forward and got the ball, she threw it to Mai who wrestled with Sokka for it. Eventually Sokka came out with it and Toph simply raised her arm and a chunk of the ground knocked him back.

    Hours passed by, so far the boys had gotten three points and the girls had four due to Toph’s relentless Earthbending. The only reason the gang didn’t continue to play was the call of a hawk in the distance.

    They all paused and watched as it flew towards Mai, she opened the letter and groaned. Zuko moved beside her to read why.

    Dear Mai,

    Hey Mai, the Harmony Restoration Movement is going well except the colony your father is governing. It would mean the world if you could stop by and persuade him to cooperate, maybe even let him know that he may get a place in the palace since you are dating Zuko am I right?
    Your best friend,
    Ty Lee

    Mai shrugged, “Shouldn’t keep her waiting, it’s been fun and all guys but I really need to take care of this.”

    “Here I’ll come with you.” Zuko offered.

    “No, you should spend a little more time relaxing, I won’t be more than three days and that’s really all the time you can spend away from your nation Firelord Zuko.” She smiled at his title.
    Zuko kissed Mai and she headed for the pier where a few Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom boats were docked.

    “Where is she going?” Suki asked curiously.

    Zuko felt a little embarrassed for not reading the letter out loud for everyone else. “Ty Lee and some other Kyoshi warriors are still helping evict the colonies, Mai’s father is being a little difficult and Ty Lee thinks that Mai can give him a nudge in the right direction.”

    Toph smiled, “Last I heard they weren’t even starting to pack, for once it’s great to know I was wrong.”

    “Yeah, we are just a step closer to peace.” Aang commented.

    The friends spent the last few hours of sunlight working on their plans for after the vacation they were having. Sokka and Katara planned to go back to the Southern Water Tribe to help Master Pakku and the others rebuilt and build things to improve it.

    Toph admitted to wanting to go back to Gaoling and see her parents, Suki wanted to join her fellow Kyoshi warriors in the HR movement but agreed to visit Sokka in the Southern Water Tribe as soon as she was finished. Zuko obviously had to get back to the Fire Nation to run it, the people were going to need support since all of the colonials would need housing, Aang offered up the Western Air Temple so that they would have a place to stay in the meantime.

    Katara seemed upset that Aang was going to travel to the Eastern Air Temple alone to see Guru Pathik instead of go to the South Pole but she figured the Guru was very old and didn’t have more than a few years before he would pass on. Aang needed all the time possible to learn about the things he would have had he not run away and had the Fire Nation not murdered his people… That and the idea of Aang finding out about the lost memories he so badly missed, although no one commented on it, they still thought it was a bad idea to try and remember them.

    By the time the sun had set everyone was in their little huts. Appa was found sleeping on a pile of hay while Momo munched on some berries from the nearby trees. Aang smiled at them as he passed by. He and Katara shared a hut, they both weren’t sexually active for the reasons that Aang was only 13 and they both agreed that they weren’t ready for something that mature. That didn’t stop them from cuddling and the occasional smooch before they went to bed together.

    On the other hand Sokka and Suki were in their own hut probably doing just what Aang and Katara weren’t doing…

    Zuko fell asleep near Appa since he didn’t really like the lonely hut where Mai would have been had she not left for the colony her father was at. He wasn’t talking about it but Zuko really had a problem with the colonies. On one hand he knew how much of a home it was to his people, how some had even made peace with the Earth Kingdom people there and they prospered together because of it. Yet there was the issue of his oath to the Earth King, how peace was believed to be in the restoration of the land and as much as the colonists wanted to say 100 years of life in the Earth Kingdom made it their home, countless centuries before this one would say otherwise.

    Toph in her hut got to sleep easily much like Katara and Aang, yet she was still troubled by the idea of her parents welcoming her back to a life of suppression and over-protection. She desperately hoped that her parents would see her part in ending the war as her proof that she was more than a blind girl and that as their daughter she needed love not lies.

    Aang opened his eyes, much like the day before Sozan’s comet he heard chanting, he stood listening for the source.

    Katara rubbed her eyes in response the chilling breeze where the Avatar’s warm body used to be.

    “Aang?” She asked in a tired mumble. She walked out the hut and stopped Aang, “Are you okay, are you sleep walking?”

    Aang looked at Katara with his sleepy eyes and then back at the field; the hilltop had a cold breeze blowing viciously, “I think there is something down there.” He admitted.

    Zuko looked out at Katara and Aang, he had not slept yet and knew that at the rate he was going, his troubles would be keeping him up longer. He got up and followed, Appa grunted in his sleep and Katara turned, “Hey, you’ve been awake?”

    Zuko nodded, “What’s wrong?”

    “Apparently Aang saw something down there”, Katara pointed down to the field and they walked to Aang who had stopped in the middle.

    “I don’t get it…” Aang whispered as the chanting stopped abruptly.

    A flash of blue came from beside the three and they took fighting stances in alarm.
    “Aggression, your choice.” The blue figure spoke in a low and gravelly voice. As the figure’s features became less blurry Aang and his friends gasped. More multiplied from the spirit’s body and they all advanced on them, without a word they began to attack.

    Sokka jumped at the sound of a yell, he shook Suki and got out of bed. Grabbing his boomerang and sword he stormed out of his hut and found that Toph was already up having felt Sokka’s vibrations, “What’s going on?” Toph asked sleepily.
    “It’s just over the hill.” Sokka guessed.

    Sokka drew his sword, his face filled with confusion as he ran towards the loud explosions that had begun without warning. The Earth Kingdom was cooler with the fall setting in; his breath formed a mist as he kept his pace steadily towards the top of the hill. Suki wasn’t far behind; she called out to Toph who was running at a slightly slower pace.
    Sokka froze at the top of the hill, below was the clearing and his eyes widened trying to absorb the chaos of it.

    Suki joined Sokka and her jaw dropped, Toph paused as well.

    “It feels like Zuko, Katara and Aang practising their bending….” Toph waited impatiently for Sokka or Suki to explain their awed state.

    Sokka inhaled sharply. “Are they…..spirits?”

    The ghost-like people dodged several of Katara’s ice blocks which she threw desperately.

    Shades of transparently blue-outlined figures attacked Katara and Zuko with what seemed to be fierce dancing?! No it was circular movements; it appeared as a dance but it became clear to Sokka, these things…these ghosts were benders; their technique was based on trying to get behind their targets. These were Air Nomad spirits…

    “Why are they fighting Aang?” Suki asked her breathing quickened as she witnessed the battle.

    “Doesn’t matter, they need help.” Sokka yelled charging towards his friend’s attackers. Toph and Suki tried to keep up while blinking away their drowsiness.

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    Ch 4: Unanswered

    Sokka swung his sword at an angle catching one of the ghosts off guard; they stopped attacking Katara and turned to face the new opponent.

    Suki flipped around to aid Zuko, she tried kicking at one of the ghosts and she sent it flying backwards. She was equally shocked and relieved that she could actually combat these ghosts without going through them.

    Toph stood there in the confusion, she couldn’t feel anyone other than her friends and it frustrated her.

    “To your left Toph!” Zuko yelled.

    Toph sent a boulder to her left and sure enough for the slightest second she felt something almost crumble to the ground like sand. Then something grabbed her shoulder, it was cold and painful and her senses felt like they were in overdrive. The ghost whispered something into her ear and goose bumps riddled her body.

    Her eyes watered like a river and she collapsed to her knees, she wiped her burning eyes and her jaw went slack.

    Aang blasted three more ghosts with his water and firebending, Zuko was getting further away and Katara was now being helped my Suki.

    Sokka was over helping Toph who had doubled over for some reason. Then Aang realized Toph’s eyes were a bright green, not the dulled blind eyes he had come to know. They darted from him to the ghosts, Toph tried to stand but felt wobbly.

    He sent a wave of water at the ghosts attacking Zuko, they faded away into nothing but he could still hear their screeching voices move around invisible.

    Katara and Suki stopped as the ghosts they were fighting disappeared as well.

    “Is there anyone here wants to explain to me what is going on?!” Sokka cried.

    “You actually think we know?” Zuko replied in the same tone.

    “Toph…are you alright?” Suki asked, she put her hand on Toph’s shoulder to keep her still.

    “I…I can see you.” Toph replied in a whisper, her eyes were watery and bright emerald green.

    Suki breathed in sharply, “Oh my god!”

    Aang and the others moved closer to Toph, still cautious about the spirits lurking about.

    “What happened?” Katara asked.

    “I felt something grab my shoulder…” Toph admitted.

    “So I could go blind if they touched me?” Sokka panicked.

    “There’s something else isn’t there?” Zuko assumed; he watched Toph as she slowly nodded.
    She looked to Aang, “they said ‘it is a fair exchange, and in time it will complete itself.’”

    Aang paled, “You made a deal with a spirit?” His voice was trembling and everyone had reason to worry then.

    “Is that bad?” Sokka asked.

    Aang stuttered a bit before speaking, “Spirits as violent as the ones we just met never give anything without a catch…”

    “So they said they made an exchange, for Toph’s vision what would they take?” Katara wondered out loud.

    “If they are as twisted as you say they are, is Toph in danger?” Zuko questioned.

    Aang shrugged, “I learned after meeting with Koh that they love to play in riddles and misfortune, I kept myself away from those offers.”

    “But I didn’t ask you anything!” Toph protested.

    “Then how is it an exchange, don’t you have to make a deal?” Suki asked.

    “Maybe its temporary…I mean what is more cruel than letting you see for a few months and then take it away for good?” Katara suggested.

    Toph’s expression saddened.

    “You can’t miss what you never had…it makes sense.” Aang agreed.

    “Where did those spirits go, can’t we just get them to take it away and void the deal?” Sokka asked.

    Everyone looked around briefly, the sun was rising.

    “This has happened before…I think the spirits are back in the spirit world.” Aang coughed, he was trying to compose his fear.

    “Yeah you were attacked by angry spirits before, randomly just attacked, no explanation to why they did it or where they left to?” Sokka raised his eyebrow doubtfully.

    Aang studied the rising sun, the horizon was still darker but it was growing brighter. “Right when I disappeared, I was woken by a chanting. I followed it, down the beach and into the water. When I woke I was on the giant lion turtle who had been swimming in the sea. I could bend…I wasn’t in the spirit world; once I talked to the spirit it gave me the knowledge to use Energybending. Maybe the lion turtle wasn’t as violent as these spirits but I know for a fact that I was woken by the same chanting before I came to this field.”

    “So this had nothing to do with the spirit world incident?” Katara asked, her eyes told Aang that she really wanted to get the truth, but Aang knew even the truth wouldn’t be the answer she wanted to hear.

    “No…” Aang began.

    “Well what if the spirits were angry and they tried following you back to this world, which would explain why they were as vicious to you in the spirit world as they were to us here.” Zuko figured.

    Toph looked around; truthfully she loved seeing and didn’t really care about the ‘price’ she would have to pay. She wanted to learn colours, to read and write. They were right, you couldn’t miss what you never had, but she had this briefly in the spirit world…she loathed every sight each second she blinked.

    “I think we’d better see Pathik today….” Suki admitted.

    Everyone nodded in agreement, whatever had just happened he would most likely have the explanation they all craved. By late afternoon they had been flying on Appa for a few hours towards the eastern Air Temple.

    The air was thick with fog and as they all ascended the giant staircase the sounds of their feet carried throughout the temple.

    They passed through a large library, Zuko and the others were taken aback by the large history and information on the Nomads but not only that, at the dead centre there was three small journals laid on a pedestal, red bindings and a title written in black ink. Our Demise. Zuko looked at Aang who was busy searching for Pathik; he picked up the first volume and opened the pages.

    ‘Storm clouds are collecting in the west, according to the nuns at the temple it is imminent that we are to be eliminated by the Firelord Sozan. Our only possible survival depends on the predictability of the day he will try to take our people to the shadow of death. With that information we could assemble the generations younger than twenty and send them to the northern or southern Water Tribes along with the young Avatar Aang. The monks at the southern Air Temple report he is only twelve and it is a last resort to inform him of his identity.’

    Zuko put it down and picked up the second one as Sokka read behind his shoulder.

    ‘The Avatar has been informed of his identity, this was not a collective decision…Monk Gyatso insisted we tell the boy and stage a false farewell to push the boy into hiding himself. This worked almost too well and the boy had left the temple within the two weeks he was informed. The monks reported problems though, the other children stopped associating with Aang after learning of his potential power, and this has negatively affected the plan because of Prince Bumi and Kuzon of the Fire Nation. The two outsider friends the young Avatar has made may agree to shelter him but Kuzon has been confirmed as a liability. Kuzon was seen at the Firelord’s home relaying information on the Avatar’s identity, although this information was horrifically extracted through torture on the young boy, the Firelord Sozan now has the identity of Aang. All he has to do is find Aang and enslave us all; he no longer has to destroy every one of our people like we first believed his rash and desperate grab for power would need. Especially now that Aang has fled the temple we are more vulnerable than ever…’

    Sokka grabbed the last book and Zuko read it quietly with him. They glanced up to see Aang and the others gone still looking around so they lowered their gaze to the final words of the Air Nomads.

    ‘Sozan is using a comet, a comet that gives him and all Firebenders unbelievable power. He has already destroyed those at the northern and western Temples and there are reports that he was captured Aang and his bringing him back to his home temple to murder his allies there. It seems that even though Sozan can easily stop the Avatar he wants to make an example…this genocide is coming for this temple even. Although we have sent our children in secret locations around the world, I fear the other nations will suffer greatly until the Nomads we helped escape grow in numbers. THEY ARE BURNING OUR PEOPLE ALIVE, THE SCOUT IN THE SOUTHERN AREA HAS CONFIRMED THAT THE AVATAR WAS STILL ALIVE, INSTEAD OF KILLING THE BOY; SOZAN HAS KILLED ALL THOSE AT THE TEMPLE TO MAKE SURE THE BOY WOULD PROVE HIS IDENTITY. THE AVATAR HAS ENTERED THE AVATAR STATE AND STRANGELY ENOUGH IS RETREATING AS WE HOPED. THEY ARE COMING DOWN THE HALL AND I AM PROUD TO SAY I WILL PROTECT OUR LAST WORDS AS’

    A smudge of blood covered the rest of the paper. Sokka set the book down, “If Aang remembers something like that….he will lose control of himself.”

    Zuko nodded, he pocketed the volumes and the two friends tried to catch up to Aang and the others.

    Aang was kneeling beside a small stone bench; Guru Pathik was lying down on it breathing shallowly.

    “These spirit world invasions are a part of the calendar as the solstices of winter and summer the two season s are opposites so they share a common name of day, the fall and spring have a ‘solstice’ called Cypros. When these days are gone through the spirits will sometimes try to violently lash out at any who are near because they are still in a state of confusion, spirits who haven’t died naturally or who haven’t been properly laid to rest have not yet let go of their worldly concerns. It is their torment that is caused by the seventh chakra much like your previous struggle. I cannot answer for the bargain they made with your no longer blind friend, but as you know I advise you to avoid deals with spirits. When a soul is clouded by anger and fear they do things desperately and as a result try to hold people ransom for wishes with twisted ends. They are not always clear on what that twist is though…you will have to find out in time.” The Guru explained. He sighed and began to sleep, snoring slightly.

    “Is he going to be alright?” Zuko asked as he and Sokka walked over.

    “He wants us to leave…he is going to die soon…” Aang replied in a small voice.

    “Did he tell you how to remember?” Sokka asked.

    Aang seemed to pause longer than expected, he looked to Toph while he collected himself.

    Toph shook her head, “He was obviously panicked when Aang asked him but avoided the topic altogether, he said ‘the past is a foundation for the future but if that past is corrupt and broken so will the innocence of the future…you are the future.’”

    The mood of the group lowered even more when they were on their way to Appa, they all turned away as they caught sight of a mother’s skeleton holding a baby’s burnt remains in her decayed arms.

    Appa flew away slower than usual, he too was feeling the depression Aang was, not only because they were linked through the bond made so long ago but because they were now more clueless than ever and it was apparent that it would be like that for the rest of their days….

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    Ch 5: Reunion

    EIGHT YEARS LATER

    The people gathered just as they did after the 100 year war at the coronation of Firelord Zuko. Northern, southern and swamp Water Tribes, Fire Nation, Earth Kingdom and of course the last Airbender…

    Aang kissed Katara’s cheek from the Earth King’s home, just a few steps to his left stood a podium and the chairs of the leaders of their nations.

    Backstage Katara hugged and left for the VIP seating area where Toph, Suki and Sokka were.

    As the crowd clapped for the Avatar, he swallowed.

    They all silenced as he opened his mouth…

    “Nobody ever set their sights on second place…”

    The crowd cheered.

    “Who aspires to be almost remembered?

    Everyone silenced in respect for the reference to heroes of the past, fallen from the war

    “There’s a reason people wear their nations colours with pride.”

    The people roared with approval.

    “No one wants to tell an average joke, make an underwhelming entrance” Aang referred to Sokka’s legendary humour and Zuko’s inspirational coronation speech

    “….or go out with a whimper…”

    Tears were beginning to flow down some people’s faces.

    “No one ever stood above the world and claimed its people! And there are definitely more moments like this to come, moments where we stand together!” Aang spoke enthused.

    Everyone jumped up and down in joy, they settled as Aang chuckled at their response.

    “Today we have restored the boarders of the nations in the Harmony Restoration Movement, and also passed the world wide custom of harmony. We recognize the joining of different nations and their children of half nations. It has been decided that it is the choice of the person who defines their heritage, if a child of Earth and Fire Nation wishes to live in Earth Kingdom territory they have that right. If they decide to live in the Fire Nation, they have that right. We all have the right to live where we choose as long as we do no oppress the other, there are no colonies. Colonies are towns that are made from a different nation than the one they are located in. Respect is required from everyone; the war is long since over…any bias towards any nation for the past is intolerable and ignorant. We live in a time of peace, let’s embrace it! The eighth annual Seasons Festival begins today! ”

    Aang smiled as everyone agreed with their cheers, he stepped off to his place among the nation leaders, he was techniqually the leader of the Nomads…being the last one.

    The ceremony lasted a few more minutes and then the people moved on to the displays of culture.

    Sokka and Suki were dressed in Kyoshi Warrior uniform; Sokka had changed the colours of his face paint to the greys he had used in the southern Water Tribe. They and the other Kyoshi warriors patrolled the grounds making sure everyone behaved.

    Aang and Katara had dressed in Water tribe robes and mask to lay low and enjoy the festival. They had learned those eight years ago, the first festival was crazed with the person flooding towards the Avatar, who was the last Airbender and his legendary girlfriend Katara. They had overloaded everyone with questions and requests of fame, Firelord Zuko and his wife Mai had dressed in Earth Kingdom robes and masks also hiding from fame.

    Sokka and the Kyoshi warriors were famous as well, but they were guards so the people were more hesitant to rushing over and squealing.
    Toph was walking around with The Duke; they had been dating for two years now…their relationship started slow enough to make Iroah impatient!

    Uncle Iroah was at the Fire Nation section again demonstrating his ability learned from the Water Tribe about how to redirect lightning.
    Aang had previously gathered some of the Nomads scrolls and books from the temples to contribute to his part but since fighting the angry spirits before the first Seasons Festival, he had never let anyone into the spirit world, even he had cut his visits down to once a month.

    “That was a great speech, when did you get so poetic?” Katara smiled as she walked hand in hand with her boyfriend.

    Aang shrugged, “Well Air is based around the idea of freedom, the best way to demonstrate our freedoms of expression are mostly artistic…like poetry.”

    Katara held back a smile.

    Aang rolled his eyes, “And Sokka did give me a few tips…”

    Katara began to stare at the Nomad section of the festival. People were crowded around the displays and ecstatic about Appa who sat merrily with hay in his mouth.

    “So dancing…and songs?” Katara asked starring at the several books of the Air Nomads.

    Aang nodded slowly, “Uhm…yeah.”

    Katara smiled mischievously, “I never heard you sing.”

    “Just never really tried it I suppose.” Aang was very hesitant now.

    “I bet you sing wonderfully…couldn’t you use Airbending to help?” Katara suggested.

    Aang sighed, “There are actually some volumes of dances and songs…”

    “You’ve never read them have you?” Katara guessed.

    “I know the anthem and a few songs used in ceremonies but I never took that side of the temple. The monks wanted to keep me in mediation and training so I never really joined in the other activities.” Aang told.

    “Haven’t you been studying the scripts of the monks?”

    A light flickered in Aang’s eyes. “Things I never would have understood about my people have been explained so easily through the scripts…the only catch is that most of the older scrolls are written in a different language so it can be hard to decipher.”

    “You said something about that once, how in the ancient times before bending the elements was adapted from the original sources there were languages that divided the four nations…”

    “Actually back then there were two nations, the Water Tribes and the Air Nomads were joined since they lived within the same areas. Back then the monks were the only distinctiveness between what the nation would split into. The ones who didn’t meditate began to separate themselves from the world by their cold and snowy regions. The land was harsh but they survived through their faith in the moon as they watched it pull and push the tides. Once the people had learned this they became independent and were known as the Water Tribe, in their dedication to their new spiritual way they began to wear blue colours. The monks had lived lowly and were lead up to the mountain altitudes by the Sky Bison. They studied them and began to build temples where the Sky Bison lived and continued their ways through nuns and monks as a detached people. They adapted the bright orange and yellow robes to show neutrality and tranquillity. In a way the Water and Air nation both detached themselves to live enlightened. The Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation both were one nation as well; the Fire Nation formed after a small group called the Sun warriors had studied the dragons. They moved to a land where the source of life and fire was most concentrated. The Earth kingdom was formed last where everyone else had taught themselves a form of bending and created a region in which they stayed. Oma and her lover Shu learnt from the badger-moles and others began to learn from Oma after the death of Shu…” Aang paused as he and Katara recalled the Cave of Two Lovers.

    “I remember you said that the nomads were all Airbenders, if the Water Tribes were also detached from the world why do the Earth, Water and Fire nations have non-benders?”

    “Well the western and eastern temples were home to the nuns, the north and southern temples were the monks’ homes. They separated genders but every winter they visited in the winter so the nuns would give birth in autumn, they seemed to not only raise everyone the same in spiritual meditation but through date of birth. I guess it was a process…but I think it has more to do with Energybending, even though there are benders and non-benders there are obviously more powerful benders than others. Like Toph, she learned from the source and well she learnt how to be more powerful without her eyes and even bend something that no one ever thought could be. You have been one of the first Waterbenders to heal with the spirit oasis water, Hama was the first bloodbender and I have to admit that Iroah and Azula were very skilled. I don’t believe in protĂ©gĂ©es I believe in practise, when you are growing up your mind and body are being formed into who you will become. If you really wanted to raise a bender child and they seemed to be a non-bender then you would need to use the source to teach the child the basics of how the style was learnt. This has limits though, you can’t teach an Earthbender the ways of the Sun warriors to attempt in having your child learn Firebending….”

    “Complicated.” Katara commented.

    The rest of the night was spent with smiles and celebration, Zuko and Mai walked over to hang with Aang and Katara for a couple hours but had to retire because of their young one who was staying at the King’s palace with a babysitter. Named after his father’s cousin, Lu Ten was a cute 4 year old, his father’s eyes and his mother’s nose and lips made him a perfect reflection of the couple. He reverted to calling Suki and Sokka aunt and uncle, but didn’t call Aang or Katara by that title. He called Aang his grandpa and Katara his aunt…the couple were not yet married so it was difficult for Zuko to explain to his son.

    Sokka and Suki had already married three years ago and decided to wait on children, they both admired each other for the work they had done in the Harmony Restoration Movement and they seemed content with their childless family.

    Toph had just been proposed to last year and the wedding was only weeks away. Everyone was so stunned to hear that Toph had proposed to The Duke rather than the other way around, The Duke always blushed at that detail when it was brought up but nevertheless they loved each other.

    Everyone was still awaiting Aang to propose to Katara but no announcements were made and the couple stayed steady, in truth Aang was confiding in Toph trying to forge a ring… It was custom in the Air Nomads way to create a ring for their spouse to-be just like the Water Tribes made necklaces, the Earth Kingdom made bracelets and the Fire Nation made lanterns. Aang was finding it difficult to incorporate both of their nations on such a small ring, more so what he had to go through to find her finger size. He still blushed at the memory two years ago when he sent Suki and Toph with her to shop for jewelry; he had learned two more things than her ring size. First was that she didn’t believe Toph enjoyed shopping for a second, she was suspicious the entire time. Secondly, she refused to remove her mother’s necklace even to try on another.

    Aang knew her necklace was special to her, he remembered making a replacement with Sokka’s fishing line when they were younger. He even remembered how much Katara hated being in the Fire Nation undercover because she was forced to hide her necklace. He could respect her need to be close to her mother, even a month before the first Seasons Festival when he had brought Katara to visit her mother in the spirit world she yearned the idea of staying in the spirit world longer. Granted it was worth it even though in doing so Sokka got jealous and pressured Aang into bringing the Gaang in for a visit. They hadn’t even seen their mother which said the fact that something was going wrong. Toph had gotten vision and it only took a year for her to get adjusted to sight, identifying things and colours that she never cared for before the chaos of that fall.

    When it was well into the early morning the sun was jut peeking over the horizon. Most of everyone had left to sleep, the Gaang sat on the roof of the palace with their disguises on the courtyard below.

    Sokka and Suki didn’t really have on a disguise and would sooner jump off the building than throw down their Kyoshi Warrior robes. Mai was climbing up telling Zuko that Lu Ten was still sleeping fine. Aang and

    Katara ignored the scowl on Sokka’s face when they scooted closer to sit together for the beauty about to be displayed.

    Suki poked Sokka’s ribs to scold him for still being so immature about his sister’s relationship with his friend who was also the all powerful Avatar.

    “This festival stuff really should be a weekly thing.” Mai sighed, “Can’t wait to get back to the Fire Nation and listen to that assistant of yours moan about the economy…”

    Everyone laughed softly at the thought of the small and snooty assistant they had met four years ago. He had a really nasally voice and it carried…

    “I think the first time we met him Suki slammed the door in his face!” Sokka laughed.

    Suki blushed, “Well he came barrelling in the room and told us to leave, and seriously that guy was worrying over the silliest things and would have probably locked Zuko in the accountant’s lobby!”

    “And he tried getting Aang to collect taxes from the citizens.” Zuko added in a tired voice.

    Aang made a sour face as Toph sat up. The Duke wasn’t with her, she said he wanted to start his hibernation since the party went so late or so early…

    “I still say you should fire that weirdo.” Toph commented.

    Zuko shrugged, “he is odd but he is the only one in the entire palace who knows his position inside and out.”

    “You’d think that if he knew his job, he’d know his place.” Mai rolled her eyes.

    The sun was slowly rising, the purple tipped clouds whisked across the pink and orange sky, the sun was now a yellow orb rising. As the light hit their faces they felt its slight heat, even nearing the beginning of winter the sun was there to greet them for another day.

    I’m going to miss this…” Katara commented.

    Zuko nodded, “Seems like yesterday we were chasing you guys to the North Pole.”

    Sokka frowned, “We can still message each other, hawks guys, hawks.”

    Toph smiled, “Definitely.”

    “You really should get The Duke to help you with your letters though, Toph. You keep spelling poor as poop.” Mai snickered.

    Everyone bursted out laughing, it was true that Toph still made little mistakes in writing but still after all of these years she was still adjusting to things.

    “You’re still going back to the Freedom Fighters right?” Suki asked trying to give Toph a relief.

    Toph nodded, “We all wanted to get a spot in the forest to set up, I will get The Duke to send letters in a week so you get there early.”

    “When will The Duke give up his little title?” Katara giggled.

    Toph began to smile, “He agreed that after the wedding he would me call him Duke…but I don’t know if you guys are VIP enough….” They all laughed at the thought of The Duke letting anyone take away the ‘The’ in his name.

    “What about you Snoozles?” Toph laid back to look at the sky. She didn’t mention anything but she absolutely loved watching the clouds more than anything else, as soon as she saw them she knew she’d never see anything as beautiful as those fluffy and pale cotton balls.

    Sokka completely ignored his nickname and straightened up,
    “Well Suki-“

    Suki clasped her hand over his mouth, “I’m pregnant!”

    Everyone smiled and Mai snorted, “About time.”

    “Any names for the boy or girl?” Katara beamed.

    Sokka raised his eyebrows, “You’re one to talk, why don’t you-.”

    Suki covered her husband’s mouth again. “We haven’t agreed on anything yet.” Suki reassured Katara with a sympathetic glance.

    Sokka rubbed his jaw and frowned, “I want to name him Chief!”

    Zuko’s and Mai’s eyes bugged out in shock as Toph, Aang and Katara burst out laughing.

    Suki sighed deeply, “Like I said if you want to name the baby Chief, its better that it would have that name as a middle name…or a nickname.”

    Sokka got a blush all over and scowled.

    Mai raised an eyebrow, “You two seem to think it’s funny, when are you two getting a kid, you haven’t even got engaged!”

    Toph grinned widely, “Yeah where is Twinkle-toes or Sugar-Queen Jr.?”

    Aang seemed more embarrassed than Katara, she got a scowl from Sokka and shot a warning look right back at her brother.

    “Firelord Zuko? Lady Mai? Are you there?” A voice called from below.

    Zuko leaned over the edge to see his General, Lao Nyu sighed with relief, “I’m afraid there is a situation in the Fire Nation that requires…precision.”

    “The Yu-an archers…great, they haven’t really gotten used to their disbanding, I can’t really guarentee their cooperation.” Zuko muttered.

    Everyone climbed down to the stone courtyard, a nurse of the Fire Nation came carrying a crying Lu Ten.

    Mai took her child and began to rub his back soothingly, they embraced their friends and followed Lao Nyu to the royal balloon was tied.

    Sokka and Suki looked towards the Di Lee who waved them over towards Iroah in his white lotus uniform. “If you please, we have a council in need of attendance.” Iroah gestured towards Toph, Aang and Katara.

    Suki waved and Sokka gave Katara a big hug, “Just be careful, loose stones and old ceiling stuff…” Sokka smiled.

    Katara and Aang took hands and made their way to Appa who was licking at the leftover hay.

    “Ate too much huh buddy?” Aang smiled, “We can wait to fly to the Southern Temple if you want…”

    Appa groaned and shook himself off as a sign of anxiety.

    Aang smiled, “Let’s go home.”

    Katara and Aang jumped on Appa as the giant flying bison ran out into the courtyard, they could spot Zuko’s balloon from there.
    “Yip yip.” Katara yelled.

    Appa jumped up with speed and flew past the balloon playfully, Zuko waved them goodbye as he returned to his wife and son. Lu Ten was beginning to quite down.

    Aang and Katara reached the Southern Temple by nightfall, they were exhausted and fell into bed immediately; Aang kissed his loves’ cheek and began to sleep.

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    Ch 6: Ashes to Ashes

    My eyes wouldn’t open but all around I heard screams, terrible screams of the dying. The heat from flames and the warmth of fresh blood puddles on the cobblestones beneath my stumbling feet. I couldn’t scream and I couldn’t see, as I slowly opened my eyes smoke clouded around me. Water filled my eyes and I waved away the toxic fume, crashing noises of falling rock and the silence of some screams far off.

    Blood… Sweat… Tears… Children ran around holding open wounds and crying out to their mothers. Monks took stances and tried to use their Airbending to put out the flames, it was in vain. As another catapult shot the rock of pure flame towards them their cries of agony rung through the walls remaining. People running away, aflame and slowly dying. I could see the general of them, no not a general…Firelord Sozan.

    He walked up to me and grabbed my neck roughly; his general came to his side and pulled out a list. “Annaliese, 15 and sister of the Avatar, Aang.”

    I almost gasped at the mention of my brother…he had run away three days ago…Monk Gyatso said that he left a note but never shared it. I didn’t know why Aang left, I had guessed that the whole Avatar thing was too much for the little guy to handle, he was strong and smart… A master of Airbending yet still 12 years old, those Monks told him of his power before he was ready and now…well it was almost lucky that Aang became so miserable he had to get away. Now that he was gone the Fire Nation wouldn’t get him, wouldn’t kill him like everyone else…

    What would happen to him…would he survive or would the Firelord find him? Would he hide for the rest of his days, the Southern Water Tribe or Kyoshi Island…both safe and close by.
    Would he ever learn the other elements? Would he act in hatred to avenge her or his people? Usually the monks taught the boys and the nuns taught the girls at separate temples. No one is allowed to know of their true family until they are 18 and allowed to become a monk or travel… The only reason she or her brother knew of each other was because of Monk Gyatso, he brought them to their mother, and she was in Omashu…Aang had met Prince Bumi there for the first time, a royal Fire Nation family also passed through and a boy from there got lost…. Kuzon…he was nice to me. He acted funny, blushed lots and easily befriended Aang….
    Could Kuzon know or have known of this ambush? I know…this is the genocide of the Air Nomads…my people, peaceful and free…innocent monks and nuns. Not even a military force, not a weapon ever created by their people…yet we are to be remembered in ashes and charred bones. There is only one thing I want…my dying wish…Protect Aang…please spirits…my brother is young, innocent and unprepared. Protect him…

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    Aang woke up with panic in his heart; Katara was already over him with a cloth and cold water, “Are you alright sweetie?”

    Aang stared blankly to the wall in front of him; Katara gently tapped his shoulder, “Aang…?”
    He stood up and began walking, Katara got a bad feeling in her stomach, was this the trance Aang when into when the Spirits were invading their world?

    She followed Aang and kept silent but close, she recognized the walk…he had walked the same way eight years ago when the Air Nomad spirits appeared and began to attack.
    Aang stopped near the balcony, half under the roof of a meditating area and half under the star-filled night sky.

    “Aang…please say something.”

    Aang heard a girl’s scream ring through his ears and he felt warm blood splash on his skin, he jolted in shock but realized there was nothing on him. He looked to his side to see
    Katara’s worried eyes staring into his.

    He looked around and frowned, “What am I doing here?”

    “You were in a trance…is it the spirits?” Katara asked, her voice displayed her fear.
    Aang paused, “No…I don’t know…”

    “What were you dreaming about?” Katara asked, she took Aang’s hand and they sat down together in the pale moon light.

    “Dream?”

    Katara nodded, “Yes, you were tossing and turning, sweating and you just sat up with that dull look in your eyes, and then you walked here.”

    Aang shook his head, “I think…there was someone…only a kid our age, your age. They were blurry, I couldn’t see much else, and I heard something too.”

    “It was just a dream, you’re safe…I’m here.” Katara rubbed Aang’s back affectionately and kissed his cheek.

    “Dagasha…do you know what it means?” Aang asked, his bare torso shivered in the breeze, “Dagasha?”

    She shrugged, “Maybe it’s just a bad dream…” Her tone was softy but her words implied that she hoped it wasn’t a memory coming to Aang. She didn’t want him to be haunted by the horrors of his past, she wanted the innocent Avatar to smile the way everyone envied him for, that simple happiness in the littlest things that almost brought the warmth of the sun and the goose bumps on your skin.

    They embraced for awhile and then look one last glance up at the moon before retreating inside.

    That morning Katara woke up late, she noticed Aang was in his usual mediation spot, every morning at the crack of dawn, three hours…silent concentration. I still amazed her that there was once a race of Airbenders who all followed the same routine.

    Katara decided not to disturb Aang just yet, she moved on down the long corridor and into a large library much like the one she had seen in the Eastern Temple when Guru Pathik passed away.

    Her eyes moved to a figure that passed near her, she took a fighting stance and lowered it seeing Zuko and Sokka walk into the temple, they were tried and looked like they had rode all night to get here.

    “Where’s Suki and Mai?” Katara asked.

    “Mai is at the palace back home, and Suki was called by Master Piandao to head for Ba Sing Se.” Zuko breathed, clearly exhausted.

    Sokka pulled out three small thin books with red bindings and yellow covers. The books were obviously aged well, Katara couldn’t make out the black inked words on the covers of the books but Sokka gave them to her turned upwards, “Our Demise”. She read out loud.

    “We found these books eight years ago in the library of the Eastern Air Temple, they are about the events leading up to the genocide of the Nomads, it isn’t detailed but it’s enough.” Sokka explained in a hushed voice.

    “Why are you giving me these? Why not give them to me before, or Aang, he wants to find out.” Katara frowned.

    “As you know my mother, Ursa has been trying to help Azula get over her mental illness… Over the past year she has been speaking in a language no one has understood, I kept it quiet because we didn’t know it was an actual language until a few days ago when The Order of the White Lotus listened to the words. After a day of desperate research we discovered that it was the language of the monks and nuns of these temples; a language that has been dead for over a century.” Zuko continued.

    “Many of the scholars in Ba Sing Se have tried to decipher most of what Azula has been saying but it’s going by slow, we need Aang to help…we know that he needs to read these journals AFTER he deciphers Azula’s rant, if he were to read it beforehand we may not be able to talk sense into him since he’d most likely remember everything…” Sokka added.

    “Why is this so important, can’t we just slowly decipher it without Aang, he seems to finally stop worrying about it…?” Katara admitted.

    “There is a possibility that this will really help The Order of the White Lotus, they made us come here as soon as they told us, in my opinion I don’t think there is any rush to tell Aang.” Sokka told.

    Zuko nodded in agreement, “I think it would be better if you were to help him remember, you know how to calm him down and he seems to let you reason with him when he does get angry or sad.”

    Katara remained silent, the small journals felt as heavy as led in her hands.

    Suddenly Aang came into the room. “Hey guys, what’s up, where’s Suki, Mai and Lu Ten?”

    Zuko smiled half-heartedly, “Mai is in the Fire Nation with Lu Ten, I’m heading back I just needed to tell you guys that the White Lotus wants you two in the Western Air Temple to help out with the accomidations of the colonists.”

    Sokka nodded trying to go with Zuko’s lie as naturally as he could.

    Aang nodded slowly, “Hope this doesn’t change our plans…”

    Sokka turned red expecting it to be sexual in nature towards his sister, “What plans?!” He fumed.

    Aang raised his eyebrow and leaned back, “The plans for Toph and The Duke’s wedding.”

    Katara punched her brother’s shoulder and Sokka blushed as he rubbed his sore arm, “Oh ya…that.”

    Zuko rolled his eyes, “Come on Sokka, Suki is still waiting for you to get started on your travels to the South Pole, and I need to get back to my family and responsablity, I’ve already been gone long enough for the Seasons Festival.”

    Katara watched Zuko and Sokka leave; she didn’t like this… Aang had recently been turning his attention from his past and towards the future, Aang wanted to settle down although Katara already knew he loved her and there was really no need for any title to announce their love… Their adventures were fun, but they were in the past and in a way Katara liked them there. She didn’t want to start up another crisis or world-destruction plot for her and her friends… She longed to have a family with Aang, see Sokka and Suki make their own and for Toph to finally settle with her parents and The Duke. Was it selfish to want her friends and her peace for the remainder of their lives? Heck, the plan to help Azula using Energybending was even long forgotten since the spirit attack! Now they wanted to dive right back in…

    She glanced over at Aang who had moved over to her side. The books in her hands were held tight against her stomach, they were still a secret.

    “Whatcha thinking about?” Aang asked, his grey eyes looking into hers.

    She forced a smile, “books…”

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