Post by Teяa253 on Dec 15, 2008 7:18:11 GMT 1
chapter 45... a direct continuation of the last chapter...
so ya. more spirit world-ness. ^^ enjoy.
CHAPTER 45: THE SPIRIT WORLD AGAIN
Avatar Lahka had succeeded in showing Zakura her weak point. When she was told about or shown other people who had had happy childhoods, it hit her in a sensitive point like this; Naturally, Zakura of all people would never, ever cry, except for from something like this.
“Zakura,” said Wen, “there is something you must know: if a parent does not love their child, they will not care what they do, but may restrict them from their favorite pastimes.”
Zakura was too busy sobbing. It sounded almost unnatural because of her low voice, but here was Zakura, a fully-grown woman; a mighty, fully realized avatar with enough physical strength to knock a person out with one hit, crying like a child.
“My parents never loved me,” said Zakura through her tears, “they never cared what I did. I could leave for days and not tell them and they wouldn’t care. There’s something I want you two to see.”
Zakura changed the scene to show her at 16. She had been to the spirit world the night before, but wasn’t aware of what it was; she thought it was just a dream. Nonetheless, it got her thinking that she might be the avatar, and in a family so deeply rooted in The Order, this naturally worried her. Would they still want to kill the avatar if the avatar was their own child? Zakura decided to find out.
Naturally, when she got her parents’ attention, they sounded relatively indifferent. She then asked them the question that changed her life.
“How far would you two go to kill the avatar,” she asked them,
“We would go to that point even if it was one of our relatives,”
“Even if it he or she one of your own children,” Zakura exclaimed, her face changing into one of genuine fear; something Avatar Zakura of all people almost never showed.
“Aye,” Zao Lin, Zakura’s mother, replied, “The avatar must be stopped at all costs. Abuse of that power would lead to single-handed world domination, and we cannot have that.”
“Isn’t that what Xin Shing is trying to do,” Zakura asked,
“If it was, why would he set us up here?” said Zhang, Zakura’s father, “he obviously seeks for equality.”
Zakura opened her mouth to say something, but then paused, rethought it, and said something else instead.
“So you mean to say that you think one of your own children, would turn against even you two?” Zakura exclaimed, her eyes beginning to water, for at age 16, Zakura was not too much different from an average teen-aged girl; this was before her “rough-and-tough” attitude.
“From the way you’re talking, Zakura, you’re making it sound like you’re the avatar. Is this the case?”
Zakura certainly wasn’t going to say she was, even if she did know it, so she shook her head.
“I... I need to lie down.” She stammered, and did everything to keep from frantically running out of their sight.
Once she got to her room she immediately bolted it, her eyes wide, her breaths short and tense, and her heart racing. She was horrified at the malice of her own parents. What if she really was the avatar?
“I ran away that very night,” said Zakura somberly, “the more I thought about it, the more that spirit world trip seemed less like a dream.”
“I understand your troubles, Zakura,” said a gentle voice from behind her. Zakura turned around and saw that she was surrounded by all of the avatars whose childhoods she had just seen, from Avatar Kai to herself. Kai was the one speaking.
“However, Avatar Zakura,” she said, “There is more to the story. With trials also come blessings.
Kai continued Zakura’s story, showing a 16-year-old Zakura tearing away from the Earth Kingdom and running into a forest on the outskirts, where four familiar faces (and one not-so-familiar face) showed up; they looked about 7 years younger than Zakura remembered them (and the other face stuck in Zakura’s mind for another reason)
“Alzar, Shinon, Aiku, Zinjamyn,” she whispered, and was soon watching the story of them meeting her, and the revelation that she was in fact the avatar. The woman who told them this, a supernatural woman named Tera, had vanished after announcing this. However, the faces of The Four Benders had lit up after learning this.
“We’ve been looking for you, avatar,” said the younger Zinjamyn, “we have long wish to pass our skills down to the next avatar;
“w-who are you,” said a slightly frightened Zakura,
“We are The Avatar Guard,” said the younger Shinon, “we are also known as The Four Benders.”
“The Four Benders,” Zakura exclaimed, “the greatest in the world?”
“That is what they say,” Said the younger Aiku, “but do not worry. We do not wish to harm you. We wish to be here for you.”
“For me,” said Zakura hopefully, “you mean like friends?”
“Aye,” said the younger Alzar, “friends—and bending teachers.”
The young Zakura was left speechless.
“You are the most powerful avatar to walk the earth in thousands of years, Avatar Zakura,” said Kai ion her usual serene voice, “you literally had the best teachers in the world. Remember to give them thanks the next time you can see them all at once. You owe it to them.”
“What do you mean,” asked Zakura, but then another avatar stepped up: a fierce-looking Fire Nation avatar—Avatar Zuroc.
“You treated them like crap,” she said flatly, “they put up with you a lot more than I would have.”
“Keep in mind though,” said Lahka in Zakura’s defense, “that Zakura never had a real friend in her life until they came around. She was never trying to honestly hurt them; it was just a game to her.”
“Of course,” said Zakura, “I never did anything to them just to torment them; and aye, I admit that I treated them pretty badly.”
“That is why you just need to talk to them about it;” said Kai, “just get them together and then follow my advice.”
“I know, I know,” Zakura sighed, “I know I treated them badly. You don’t need to remind me of it. Do you realize how much it hurt to know just how much they cared about me? They’ve told me before. They were determined to teach me, no matter how ignorant or cocky I was, and granted, I acknowledge that I’m cocky and often ignorant. I don’t want to have to relive me tormenting them.”
“If this is truly the case,” said Avatar Lahka, “then my beckoning of you to the spirit world has been a success, for you have acknowledged and overcome one of your weaknesses.
“Hey,” said Zakura, “it doesn’t mean that I’m done bragging, because I’m awesome and have the right to brag.”
“Good,” said Lahka, chuckling, as the mood of Zakura’s environment was brightening up, “you being humble would be like Zuroc being timid.”
“I resent that,” said Zuroc bluntly;
“And I don’t care,” Zakura laughed, “because he’s right.”
“I’d cut off your head if I was alive,” Zuroc laughed, “If it stood but a little higher off the ground.”
“Shut it, knife girl,” Zakura, “please don’t tell me we’re going to get into one of THESE debates again, eh, Lahka?”
“The avatars have no leader,” said Lahka, “my word weighs only as much as everyone else’s.”
“Well my word is law, because I’m Zakura and I said so. So suck it up all of you and deal with it!”
“Heh,” said Lahka, hitting Zakura’s arm, “you wish.”
“Right-o then,” said Zakura, “you have learned from one of your later incarnations—never listen to an avatar.”
“That’s about right,” said Wen, chuckling, “for remember, the avatar is only human, just like the rest of the world.”
“I know that,” Zakura replied, “I mean, I pretty much was and am the demonstration of that.”
“We knew that a while ago,” said Lahka, hitting Zakura again,
“Wait,” said Zakura, “I’m confuzzled. Why am I still here?”
“Fine then,” said Lahka, “just leave us like that—feel free to give us the cold shoulder.”
“If you insist,” Zakura laughed, “I mean, being human, I too require sleep, and I think said action is beckoning to me.”
“Farewell, Avatar Zakura,” said Lahka, still chuckling, “just remember, it is but a weakness. Trials will help you to overcome them.”
With those words, Zakura woke up. She thought of Avatar Lahka and smiled. She was also thinking about the Four Benders.
“Those benders are my family,” she thought to herself, smiling, “Zhang and Zao Lin might be my blood family, but Alzar, Shinon, Aiku and Zinjamyn are my real family.”
Zakura was pretty tired, so she ended up falling asleep rather quickly again, and remained that way until the morning. She didn’t even bother thinking about what Cheng and Taki were doing now that they were married (ironically, they were asleep), and was out like a light.
Zakura may have seen some heartbreaking event sin her life, but she didn’t mind anymore. She knew that all of the avatars before her had their own trials, and she figured that was might not matter to her might be a big deal to one of them, and this helped her shake her problems off.
She also knew that if her past lives acknowledged that she was the most powerful avatar to appear in thousands of years that with those trials also included blessings or talents. Zakura appreciated her teachers a lot more now, and also appreciated her past lives, who had given her inspiration and wisdom. She was glad that she got to go to The Spirit World Again.
~Azula~
so ya. more spirit world-ness. ^^ enjoy.
CHAPTER 45: THE SPIRIT WORLD AGAIN
Avatar Lahka had succeeded in showing Zakura her weak point. When she was told about or shown other people who had had happy childhoods, it hit her in a sensitive point like this; Naturally, Zakura of all people would never, ever cry, except for from something like this.
“Zakura,” said Wen, “there is something you must know: if a parent does not love their child, they will not care what they do, but may restrict them from their favorite pastimes.”
Zakura was too busy sobbing. It sounded almost unnatural because of her low voice, but here was Zakura, a fully-grown woman; a mighty, fully realized avatar with enough physical strength to knock a person out with one hit, crying like a child.
“My parents never loved me,” said Zakura through her tears, “they never cared what I did. I could leave for days and not tell them and they wouldn’t care. There’s something I want you two to see.”
Zakura changed the scene to show her at 16. She had been to the spirit world the night before, but wasn’t aware of what it was; she thought it was just a dream. Nonetheless, it got her thinking that she might be the avatar, and in a family so deeply rooted in The Order, this naturally worried her. Would they still want to kill the avatar if the avatar was their own child? Zakura decided to find out.
Naturally, when she got her parents’ attention, they sounded relatively indifferent. She then asked them the question that changed her life.
“How far would you two go to kill the avatar,” she asked them,
“We would go to that point even if it was one of our relatives,”
“Even if it he or she one of your own children,” Zakura exclaimed, her face changing into one of genuine fear; something Avatar Zakura of all people almost never showed.
“Aye,” Zao Lin, Zakura’s mother, replied, “The avatar must be stopped at all costs. Abuse of that power would lead to single-handed world domination, and we cannot have that.”
“Isn’t that what Xin Shing is trying to do,” Zakura asked,
“If it was, why would he set us up here?” said Zhang, Zakura’s father, “he obviously seeks for equality.”
Zakura opened her mouth to say something, but then paused, rethought it, and said something else instead.
“So you mean to say that you think one of your own children, would turn against even you two?” Zakura exclaimed, her eyes beginning to water, for at age 16, Zakura was not too much different from an average teen-aged girl; this was before her “rough-and-tough” attitude.
“From the way you’re talking, Zakura, you’re making it sound like you’re the avatar. Is this the case?”
Zakura certainly wasn’t going to say she was, even if she did know it, so she shook her head.
“I... I need to lie down.” She stammered, and did everything to keep from frantically running out of their sight.
Once she got to her room she immediately bolted it, her eyes wide, her breaths short and tense, and her heart racing. She was horrified at the malice of her own parents. What if she really was the avatar?
“I ran away that very night,” said Zakura somberly, “the more I thought about it, the more that spirit world trip seemed less like a dream.”
“I understand your troubles, Zakura,” said a gentle voice from behind her. Zakura turned around and saw that she was surrounded by all of the avatars whose childhoods she had just seen, from Avatar Kai to herself. Kai was the one speaking.
“However, Avatar Zakura,” she said, “There is more to the story. With trials also come blessings.
Kai continued Zakura’s story, showing a 16-year-old Zakura tearing away from the Earth Kingdom and running into a forest on the outskirts, where four familiar faces (and one not-so-familiar face) showed up; they looked about 7 years younger than Zakura remembered them (and the other face stuck in Zakura’s mind for another reason)
“Alzar, Shinon, Aiku, Zinjamyn,” she whispered, and was soon watching the story of them meeting her, and the revelation that she was in fact the avatar. The woman who told them this, a supernatural woman named Tera, had vanished after announcing this. However, the faces of The Four Benders had lit up after learning this.
“We’ve been looking for you, avatar,” said the younger Zinjamyn, “we have long wish to pass our skills down to the next avatar;
“w-who are you,” said a slightly frightened Zakura,
“We are The Avatar Guard,” said the younger Shinon, “we are also known as The Four Benders.”
“The Four Benders,” Zakura exclaimed, “the greatest in the world?”
“That is what they say,” Said the younger Aiku, “but do not worry. We do not wish to harm you. We wish to be here for you.”
“For me,” said Zakura hopefully, “you mean like friends?”
“Aye,” said the younger Alzar, “friends—and bending teachers.”
The young Zakura was left speechless.
“You are the most powerful avatar to walk the earth in thousands of years, Avatar Zakura,” said Kai ion her usual serene voice, “you literally had the best teachers in the world. Remember to give them thanks the next time you can see them all at once. You owe it to them.”
“What do you mean,” asked Zakura, but then another avatar stepped up: a fierce-looking Fire Nation avatar—Avatar Zuroc.
“You treated them like crap,” she said flatly, “they put up with you a lot more than I would have.”
“Keep in mind though,” said Lahka in Zakura’s defense, “that Zakura never had a real friend in her life until they came around. She was never trying to honestly hurt them; it was just a game to her.”
“Of course,” said Zakura, “I never did anything to them just to torment them; and aye, I admit that I treated them pretty badly.”
“That is why you just need to talk to them about it;” said Kai, “just get them together and then follow my advice.”
“I know, I know,” Zakura sighed, “I know I treated them badly. You don’t need to remind me of it. Do you realize how much it hurt to know just how much they cared about me? They’ve told me before. They were determined to teach me, no matter how ignorant or cocky I was, and granted, I acknowledge that I’m cocky and often ignorant. I don’t want to have to relive me tormenting them.”
“If this is truly the case,” said Avatar Lahka, “then my beckoning of you to the spirit world has been a success, for you have acknowledged and overcome one of your weaknesses.
“Hey,” said Zakura, “it doesn’t mean that I’m done bragging, because I’m awesome and have the right to brag.”
“Good,” said Lahka, chuckling, as the mood of Zakura’s environment was brightening up, “you being humble would be like Zuroc being timid.”
“I resent that,” said Zuroc bluntly;
“And I don’t care,” Zakura laughed, “because he’s right.”
“I’d cut off your head if I was alive,” Zuroc laughed, “If it stood but a little higher off the ground.”
“Shut it, knife girl,” Zakura, “please don’t tell me we’re going to get into one of THESE debates again, eh, Lahka?”
“The avatars have no leader,” said Lahka, “my word weighs only as much as everyone else’s.”
“Well my word is law, because I’m Zakura and I said so. So suck it up all of you and deal with it!”
“Heh,” said Lahka, hitting Zakura’s arm, “you wish.”
“Right-o then,” said Zakura, “you have learned from one of your later incarnations—never listen to an avatar.”
“That’s about right,” said Wen, chuckling, “for remember, the avatar is only human, just like the rest of the world.”
“I know that,” Zakura replied, “I mean, I pretty much was and am the demonstration of that.”
“We knew that a while ago,” said Lahka, hitting Zakura again,
“Wait,” said Zakura, “I’m confuzzled. Why am I still here?”
“Fine then,” said Lahka, “just leave us like that—feel free to give us the cold shoulder.”
“If you insist,” Zakura laughed, “I mean, being human, I too require sleep, and I think said action is beckoning to me.”
“Farewell, Avatar Zakura,” said Lahka, still chuckling, “just remember, it is but a weakness. Trials will help you to overcome them.”
With those words, Zakura woke up. She thought of Avatar Lahka and smiled. She was also thinking about the Four Benders.
“Those benders are my family,” she thought to herself, smiling, “Zhang and Zao Lin might be my blood family, but Alzar, Shinon, Aiku and Zinjamyn are my real family.”
Zakura was pretty tired, so she ended up falling asleep rather quickly again, and remained that way until the morning. She didn’t even bother thinking about what Cheng and Taki were doing now that they were married (ironically, they were asleep), and was out like a light.
Zakura may have seen some heartbreaking event sin her life, but she didn’t mind anymore. She knew that all of the avatars before her had their own trials, and she figured that was might not matter to her might be a big deal to one of them, and this helped her shake her problems off.
She also knew that if her past lives acknowledged that she was the most powerful avatar to appear in thousands of years that with those trials also included blessings or talents. Zakura appreciated her teachers a lot more now, and also appreciated her past lives, who had given her inspiration and wisdom. She was glad that she got to go to The Spirit World Again.
~Azula~
