Post by eduante on May 2, 2008 23:59:58 GMT 1
Chapter 3: Nobles of the fire palace
Katara awoke as usual to the sound of yells and shouts. Bursts of fire and the ring of steal could be heard throughout the palace. She buried herself deeper beneath the covers, to hide the reminder that two fully grown, and well respected men fought over her. No matter how much taller and stronger her friends got, it seemed she was the only mature one.
She only need to walk out of her chambers, down the hall, to the left, down a flight of stair into the entrance hall to verify this belief.
“Fire lord!?” mocked Aang as he dodged another of Zuko’s deadly cuts, “Is your royalty making you weak?” Aang continued to dodge Zuko’s blows. As usual, he planned to wait out the strong opponent, and when Katara entered act as if Zuko had started it.
“She’s my fiancée!” yelled Zuko, fully aware of Anng’s tactics, “You had your chance!”
“And you stole it!” yelled Aang, leaving his defenses to punch Zuko in the gut. He let out a blast of air sending Zuko flying back into the wall.
“You’re crazy!” shouted Zuko as he charged back to the fight launching three fire blasts at his old apprentice.
“And you’re a thief!” retorted Aang as he redirected the flames at Zuko. Zuko hopped out of the way, and hit the ground running at his adversary.
“Both of you are childish fools!” yelled a voice. Suddenly both men tumble away from their fight to see the visitor.
It was Sokka in his formal navy uniform, and his black sword of the comet was in his hand. Behind him were two teenagers, a boy in travailing clothes, and a girl from the water tribe. “You see Stathis,” said Sokka more to Aang and Zuko then to the young fighter, “This is were over ambition gets you.”
“He started it this time!” pointed out Aang.
“I don’t give a damn!” shouted Sokka, “You’re the AVATAR! And he’s the fire lord! Show some maturity!”
“Sorry,” replied Zuko.
“Whatever,” spat Aang, as he turned and left.
“What’s gotten into these guys?” he laughed as Zuko to left, “What ever happen to the days when I got to be the immature one?”
“I couldn’t imagine that,” laughed Stathis. He was naive indeed.
Later that evening, Sokka found Katara sitting on a balcony. “Hey sis!” he greeted her. She turned suddenly and then realized who it was, and embraced him in a hug.
“When did you get here?”
“Few minutes ago,”
“Did you bring Hoshie?”
“Couldn’t leave her home if I wanted to!” chuckled Sokka, “She’s very found of you.”
“I suppose she wants me to teach her water bending then,” she replied. Hoshie had always begged the Fire Queen to teach her the style. Hoshie was 14 now and Katara couldn’t just tell her “When you’re older”. Teenagers were rarely that simple.
“Don’t feel alone though,” pointed out Sokka realizing his sister’s nervousness, “I’ve just token a young lad under my wing. He’s a good kid, and I’d be upset if we’d cross paths, and I not played a part in his future.”
“So were is he now?”
“He said something about Zuko I think….”
Stathis stood in front of the door to the throne room. He had to tell the fire lord of the artifacts.
“You’ll be fine,” said Hoshie. Stathis jumped. The girl always fallowed him.
“I know,” replied Stathis, “I’ve seen worse.”
“You know I think there are different kinds of brave people,” stated Hoshie, “Some have that epic kind of bravery like you, but often find themselves completely stranded while dealing with other humans.”
“Is your bravery dealing with others?” asked Stathis, amazed by the wise word of someone his own age.
“Well I can tell you one thing,” she laughed, “I sure couldn’t take on a fire nation air ship in the right mind.” Stathis shook his head. He didn’t mind her fallowing him as much.
“You stick with me,” said Stathis, “And we can solve each other’s problems.” They shared a quick laugh the together; they opened the door to the throne room.
The room was a ruby color, and many torches hung from the walls. A wall of fire blocked them from the throne. However, the throne did not seat the fire lord, but another important face. The man now sitting on the throne wore the standards of the air nation, and the tattoos as well.
“Avatar Aang!” both of the kids yelled as they dropped into low bows.
“Come to see Zuko?” he asked. “You’re wasting your time,” replied Aang as they both nodded.
“But Avatar Aang isn’t he the fire lord?” asked Hoshie.
“And a bad one at that. Trust me, whatever your problem is, he won’t care,” explained Aang as he hopped over the flame. “Promise me this though,” pointed out Aang before leaving, “Mind who you trust.”
He left the kids thinking.
Katara awoke as usual to the sound of yells and shouts. Bursts of fire and the ring of steal could be heard throughout the palace. She buried herself deeper beneath the covers, to hide the reminder that two fully grown, and well respected men fought over her. No matter how much taller and stronger her friends got, it seemed she was the only mature one.
She only need to walk out of her chambers, down the hall, to the left, down a flight of stair into the entrance hall to verify this belief.
“Fire lord!?” mocked Aang as he dodged another of Zuko’s deadly cuts, “Is your royalty making you weak?” Aang continued to dodge Zuko’s blows. As usual, he planned to wait out the strong opponent, and when Katara entered act as if Zuko had started it.
“She’s my fiancée!” yelled Zuko, fully aware of Anng’s tactics, “You had your chance!”
“And you stole it!” yelled Aang, leaving his defenses to punch Zuko in the gut. He let out a blast of air sending Zuko flying back into the wall.
“You’re crazy!” shouted Zuko as he charged back to the fight launching three fire blasts at his old apprentice.
“And you’re a thief!” retorted Aang as he redirected the flames at Zuko. Zuko hopped out of the way, and hit the ground running at his adversary.
“Both of you are childish fools!” yelled a voice. Suddenly both men tumble away from their fight to see the visitor.
It was Sokka in his formal navy uniform, and his black sword of the comet was in his hand. Behind him were two teenagers, a boy in travailing clothes, and a girl from the water tribe. “You see Stathis,” said Sokka more to Aang and Zuko then to the young fighter, “This is were over ambition gets you.”
“He started it this time!” pointed out Aang.
“I don’t give a damn!” shouted Sokka, “You’re the AVATAR! And he’s the fire lord! Show some maturity!”
“Sorry,” replied Zuko.
“Whatever,” spat Aang, as he turned and left.
“What’s gotten into these guys?” he laughed as Zuko to left, “What ever happen to the days when I got to be the immature one?”
“I couldn’t imagine that,” laughed Stathis. He was naive indeed.
Later that evening, Sokka found Katara sitting on a balcony. “Hey sis!” he greeted her. She turned suddenly and then realized who it was, and embraced him in a hug.
“When did you get here?”
“Few minutes ago,”
“Did you bring Hoshie?”
“Couldn’t leave her home if I wanted to!” chuckled Sokka, “She’s very found of you.”
“I suppose she wants me to teach her water bending then,” she replied. Hoshie had always begged the Fire Queen to teach her the style. Hoshie was 14 now and Katara couldn’t just tell her “When you’re older”. Teenagers were rarely that simple.
“Don’t feel alone though,” pointed out Sokka realizing his sister’s nervousness, “I’ve just token a young lad under my wing. He’s a good kid, and I’d be upset if we’d cross paths, and I not played a part in his future.”
“So were is he now?”
“He said something about Zuko I think….”
Stathis stood in front of the door to the throne room. He had to tell the fire lord of the artifacts.
“You’ll be fine,” said Hoshie. Stathis jumped. The girl always fallowed him.
“I know,” replied Stathis, “I’ve seen worse.”
“You know I think there are different kinds of brave people,” stated Hoshie, “Some have that epic kind of bravery like you, but often find themselves completely stranded while dealing with other humans.”
“Is your bravery dealing with others?” asked Stathis, amazed by the wise word of someone his own age.
“Well I can tell you one thing,” she laughed, “I sure couldn’t take on a fire nation air ship in the right mind.” Stathis shook his head. He didn’t mind her fallowing him as much.
“You stick with me,” said Stathis, “And we can solve each other’s problems.” They shared a quick laugh the together; they opened the door to the throne room.
The room was a ruby color, and many torches hung from the walls. A wall of fire blocked them from the throne. However, the throne did not seat the fire lord, but another important face. The man now sitting on the throne wore the standards of the air nation, and the tattoos as well.
“Avatar Aang!” both of the kids yelled as they dropped into low bows.
“Come to see Zuko?” he asked. “You’re wasting your time,” replied Aang as they both nodded.
“But Avatar Aang isn’t he the fire lord?” asked Hoshie.
“And a bad one at that. Trust me, whatever your problem is, he won’t care,” explained Aang as he hopped over the flame. “Promise me this though,” pointed out Aang before leaving, “Mind who you trust.”
He left the kids thinking.
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