Chapter 6: Friends and Enemies
A low rumbling was heard as Crytia closed the chasm that David had made last night. Jonathan and the two other society leaders stood nearby. Sare had gotten them all to come to the oasis to meet with the Avatar and see the oasis.
â€śThanks Crytia. If it werenâ€™t for the full moon, we would have been killed.â€ť Gena said.
â€śYes, but you werenâ€™t, just be glad Sare was there.â€ť Crytia replied, turning from her handiwork.
Gena noticed the creases of strain that was once on Crytiaâ€™s middle-aged face were smoothing out.
â€śYou must not think that way. Everything that happens, works in your favor, whether it is positive or negative. Your favor is what you focus on. Remember that.â€ť One of the other leaders said.
â€śWe will.â€ť Sare responded in a renewed joyous tone. He had always heard that in the past when he was in the society the first time. Although, he wasnâ€™t very sure of what that meant entirely, but he figured it had something to do with not dwelling on the past.
Gena had chose to ignore the comment, and just nodded. She noticed the colors of the other twoâ€™s waist ties. They were black.
â€śWhy are your ties black? I know that the green and gray means earth and air, but what does black mean?â€ť She asked looking and pointing at them, Crytia, and Jonathan respectively.
Crytia turned from looking at them to face Gena and Sare, â€śLee and Tai are non benders. They both were monks in what used to be the fire nation. I went there on somewhat of a sabbatical, and they caught me earthbending. They were always taught in their religion that nothing like that was possible, but when they saw it, they were instant believers, and joined the society.â€ť
Gena thought to herself that would explain their bald heads.
â€śIs there enough room in the oasis for us to look around?â€ť Tai spoke up again.
Gena jumped to life, and motioned.
â€śYeah, come on.â€ť
Gena found the familiar shimmer in the air, and pushed her way through, being sure to go slow, so the others could follow her successfully.
They gasped as everything looked immaculate. Everything lush and green, and the water a perfect cerulean blue. They were able to look all around. There was no shimmer on that end, and all the woods were visible at the bottom of the thicket of trees guarding the edges of the oasis.
They all did fit in the oasis, but just barely. One wrong move, and someone would take a dive into the waters. Everyone removed their coats and jackets as they began to get a little warm.
â€śLook!â€ť Lee was the first to notice, and pointed at a white figure coming up from underneath the waterfall.
It was Raava.
â€śSo, let me get this straight. You earthbent, giving away your identity as a bender to the boy you were supposed to keep away from the Avatar? Didnâ€™t make sure he was dead? Revealed yourself to the Avatar as well? AND revealed the secret of the full moon to the both of them?â€ť An older man dressed finely in a light blue double breasted suit shouted at a downtrodden David.
â€śI saw no other wayâ€¦â€ť
BAM! The man banged his fist down on the large ornate oak table between them.
â€śYou saw no other way? Why not simply keep them apart. When you knew he was going to the oasis, why go with him? Intercept the Avatar!â€ť
The man began to pace, holding his chin with one hand, and the other in one of the pockets.
â€śSo, the Avatar now knows bending exists, accepts her role, and will educate the whole world.â€ť
The man stops pacing, and stares through the wall-length window at the end of the room.
â€śWe do not know if she accepts anything yet.â€ť David tried to redeem himself.
The man closes his eyes, and exhales.
â€śShe saw bending. She knows it exists, why would she not accept her role?â€ť
A knock was heard.
â€śYes?â€ť The man answered.
Brak came in acting cool. This was his other job to support himself what he didnâ€™t make with bartending. He was all dressed up in a beige suit and tie.
â€śThe files you wanted sir.â€ť
â€śGive them to himâ€ť The man pointed at David.
â€śAnd I told you to call me Yang.â€ť Yang said more politely as to smooth things over and act like somewhat of a saint.
There was an awkward silence that was promptly interrupted by Yang.
â€śBrak is your name, right?â€ť
â€śDo you know this man?â€ť
â€śYes sir, he owns the food stand in the old bazaar.â€ť
â€śYes, David here has some business to attend to out of Slaena. But there is a girl that frequents his stand by the name of Gena. Do you by any chance know her?â€ť
Yang knew that Brak knew Gena, and knew that he had to keep them away from each other, but having her on his side, he could make sure they werenâ€™t together. He knew the consequences.
Brak felt an extreme dread sweep over him. He didnâ€™t want anything more to do with her. He considered lying, but knew it would look bad if he was found out.
â€śUnfortunately, sir.â€ť Was all he could think up.
This was better than he had hoped. The boy didnâ€™t like her, so keeping them apart would be a cinch. But wait, if he didnâ€™t like her, they wouldnâ€™t spend any time together; but the prophecy. So many things to consider.
â€śActually, I was going to ask you to do me a favor and speak to her, but I have more to consider. You may leave.â€ť
â€śMore to consider? What did that mean? Well, best to leave well enough alone.â€ť Brak thought to himself.
Brak left without another word, and continued on his work.
Yang thought to himself for a moment about how to handle all this. He couldnâ€™t figure this all out by himself. He had to use Gyree. He looked at a pitiful-looking David.
â€śI need you out of Slaena, now.â€ť
â€śBut my things.â€ť David knew he was out of line, but he couldnâ€™t just up and leave everything behind, a lifetime of nostalgic things, his life, most irreplaceable.
â€śThereâ€™s a plane ticket waiting on you at the airport. You will be compensated. Now leave! Oh, and have my secretary send in Gyree for me.â€ť
David said nothing else. He knew disobeying or speaking out of turn could cost him his life.
Yang followed David out; watched as he left, speak to his secretary as demanded, into the elevator, and out of the building into an alley beside the building. David crossed a manhole, and with a hollow breath, the water beneath it rose up, and froze David solid. A flick of his wrist, and Davidâ€™s body was torn apart as the ice statue that was David, split in two. Finally a pressing downward gesture, melted the ice, and went back down into the sewer. All that was left was Davidâ€™s bloody remains, which were hardly visible from the 16th floor of Yang Shi Enterprises.
â€śOh yes, Gyree, thank you for coming. Drop the sir stuff. Weâ€™re all family here, especially you.â€ť Yang doted on the young woman.
Gyree, a young and beautiful gypsy-type lady, at least 30 years his junior, dressed as appropriate as he, walked with him back to his office.
â€śGyree, I am in desperate need of some guidance. Please, use your foresight to help me.â€ť Yang said as he closed the door to his office.
Sare, Crytia, Jonathan, Tai, and Lee stood in awe in the woods after speaking with Raava. They spoke with the spirit that existed before humans, and shared the body of the very first Avatar. That made everything they endured and built with blood and tears worth every second. Crytia and Jonathan looked at one another, and embraced the other.
â€śUhm, Iâ€™m glad you enjoyed it?â€ť Gena spoke to break the silence with a wry smile.
â€śYes, Avatar, that in itself was a life changing experience.â€ť Crytia said with tears still welling in her eyes.
â€śAnd now, young Avatar, begins your training.â€ť Jonathan finished.
Sare took up the rear, as he wished he could just stay and talk with Raava.
â€śGena. Do you ever think we will see Raava again?â€ť He already knew the answer to that question, but wanted some reinforcement.
â€śI will, I am going to the spirit world to train with her and other spirits.â€ť Gena said matter-of-factly.
â€śI wonder if spirits could help me with waterbending.â€ť He was hinting at Gena now, and she had noticed.
â€śThat sounds like a good idea, Gena.â€ť Jonathan mentioned.
Gena, the leader of the semi-line stopped, and turned around to face the others.
â€śI have embraced this role of the Avatar, and I like you all, but Iâ€™d rather face this all alone.â€ť
Sare had stepped out of the line, to be able to look Gena in the eye. Gena knew he had saved her life, and knew they would get along, but she was a loner.
â€śWe have earth and air right here, but no water. I really think I could benefitâ€¦â€ť Sare tried to explain.
â€śFine, but I need my space.â€ť Gena conceded.
The line resumed, and they all just fit into Jonathanâ€™s car, minus Gena, she had decided to just walk home. They said their goodbyes, and drove off.
â€śThis is not going to be a fun time explaining to my work that I am quitting.â€ť
Gena worked at a mom and pop store, walking distance from her house. She was basically the only employee aside from the husband and wife that owned the store, and occasionally the husbandâ€™s mother.
â€śYouâ€™re what? Come on, please stay, is it a raise you want? Iâ€™ll give you that.â€ť The woman said still helping customers and putting away the truck that came earlier with their supplies.
She didnâ€™t want to lose Gena. She was honest and hardworking. Albeit, she had a tendency to drink a lot, sheâ€™d rather keep her, than to go through all the trouble of hiring someone new, and extending trust again.
â€śIâ€™m sorry, I have to save the world from destroying itself.â€ť Was the only excuse she could think of, but wouldnâ€™t dare say.
â€śIâ€™m sorry, butâ€¦â€ť Gena started.
â€śCan you stay to the end of the week at least? Give me the time to find someone?â€ť She more or less pleaded.
â€śYouâ€™re quitting?â€ť A regular customer who was eavesdropping inquired.
â€śYeah, sheâ€™s leaving, who knows why.â€ť
â€śWhy Gena?â€ť The same customer asked.
â€śWellâ€¦â€ť Gena started.
â€śI got another job offer out of Slaena.â€ť Hey, it wasnâ€™t a total lie, Gena thought to herself.
â€śOh? What will you be doing at this foreign job?â€ť Her boss asked who stopped and stared at Gena as if she committed betrayal.
â€śMaking the world a better place.â€ť Another not a total lie.
â€śYeah, I could sense a change in you. Your aura changed colors. I had to find a reason to ask why.â€ť The customer said.
Genaâ€™s boss just rolled her eyes, and continued to work while Gena and customer stepped to the side.
Brak went to his childhood home. He was nearly 16 when his parents had died in that accident, and the courts let him stay by himself, with occasional supervision. He went into his house, took off his shirt, threw it on the floor, and relaxed in his lay-z-boy recliner. Switching on the news.
â€śThe body found was apparently a visitor to the Yang Shi building, Davidâ€¦â€ť The newscaster started.
â€śWhat?!â€ť Brak exclaimed after seeing his picture and hearing his first name.
â€śI just saw him. What could have happened?â€ť
Brak ran his thick fingers through jet black hair as he strained to think. He had to do what he always did when he was worried about something; exercise.
He turned up the news, and went into another room before climbing onto his bowflex. The exercising continued for a good hour, and the phone rang.
â€śHey Brak, man, no need to come in tonight. That man who tried to rob us, he is suing for facial damage. We have to talk to our lawyer early in the morning. Too early.â€ť
â€śOkay, but do you need me to give a statement or whatever?â€ť
â€śYeah, but it wonâ€™t be right now. I gotta go, but Iâ€™ll see you a few hours early tomorrow, is that okay?â€ť
It would be Saturday, so he was off from Yang Shi Enterprises, so a few hours early for the bartending job wouldnâ€™t bother him at all. Although, Friday is when he would make the most money, so not only was he sad about David, but now depressed because he was out a few hundred from the club.
â€śYeah, thatâ€™s fine, Donnie.â€ť
â€śGood, see you tomorrow at 3.â€ť
Screw exercising, he was going running now. He left his shirt on the floor, and just left.
He was down a few blocks, and a very nice red foreign Sato mobile stopped beside him on the sidewalk, running in place.
The passenger window rolled down.
Brak stopped running in place. He couldnâ€™t really tell the face, but the voice was unmistakable.
â€śYang?â€ť Brak said a little short of breath.
â€śGood, Iâ€™m glad you stopped using that dreaded, sir, phrase all the time.â€ť
â€śYou heard about David, right?â€ť
â€śYeah, that was awful, I canâ€™t get it out of my head. I just saw him a short while ago.â€ť
â€śHe will be missed. Terrible, terrible circumstance. Well, I talked it over with my assistant, and I want to give you a new position with a substantial raise. What do you think?â€ť
Brak was stunned, and ever so happy. His heart still beating fast, but he was not sure if it was from the fast paced running, the excellent news he just received, or both.
â€śHeck yeah! Thatâ€™ll be great.â€ť
â€śGood that is what I want to hear.â€ť
â€śCome by and talk with me tomorrow around noon. I want to get to know you a little better, and give you a formal interview.â€ť
A beep behind Yang and a solid THUD came from what sounded like Yangâ€™s trunk.
â€śI just heard a bang from your trunk.â€ť
â€śHuh? Oh, you never know with these foreign cars.â€ť Yang chuckled slightly.
â€śYeah, Iâ€™ll see you tomorrow then. Thank you Yang.â€ť
Yang smiled a little, and drove off rolling up his window.
â€śWow! Two pieces of bad news, and then this comes through.â€ť Brak thought to himself as he started to jog this time.
â€śWait. I have to be at the club at 3. Iâ€™ll just have to call the club and say something came up.â€ť He said again to himself, and started to jog back home. A short run, but a great run, he thought.
Yangâ€™s car came to a halt on an old wooden bridge on a back road. He climbed out of his car, and went to he trunk. He started to open the trunk, and quickly let go, side stepping to his left, just as a large fireball engulfed the space he was just at, and a steady stream thereafter.
Yang took to the offensive, and drew the water under the bridge, into his trunk, encapsulating his victim.
â€śNow, I know you can hear me. That was a very foolish thing you did, when I stopped a few miles back, banging on the trunk, begging for attention; and just now, trying to defend yourself. Pathetic. Goodbye.â€ť
A few erratic hand gestures, and the womanâ€™s head hit the bottom of the bridge and sides of the bridge. Yang then made her fly up at least 75 feet into the air, let her loose from the bubble, and Gyree, the psychic confidant / assistant plummeted to her immediate death among the stones and stream below.
The ball of water filled swirls of blood flew into a side tank attached to Yangâ€™s car.
â€śStupid girl. She couldnâ€™t see the future at all. I AM NO FOOL!â€ť He proclaimed and shouted.
Yang got into his Sato mobile, and drove off.
Authorâ€™s Note: Wow, it took me 2 hours longer to write this chapter. I got stuck on what to say with the first part with Gena, Sare, and friends. Then got stuck with David and Yang, and then murder popped into my head. I was just as surprised as you all were, but I had to write it. At first I was gonna make Yang an earthbender, but decided that Crytia and David were too many earthbenders this early on. Then I made him a firebender, but couldnâ€™t think of a proper death scene. Airbending would cause too much of a scene, so I settled with water. All in all, I am happy with the way this one turned out. This was never meant to be a dark fanfic. I like the dark ones to an extent, but I think everyone tries to make one. I hope this chapter doesnâ€™t exclude me from some forums. Let me know before deleting the story, and Iâ€™ll try to think of something. Oh, and Brak, I was going to fit him in Chapter 8, but as you know with my stories and me, I am a slave to my fingers and the keyboard lol. Let me know if itâ€™s too dark for you, or what direction you would like to see me take. Chapter 7 should be tomorrow, but weâ€™ll see.