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Fan fiction by
Disk98
posted
10 months ago
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BOOM! The thunder crackled loudly as lightning flashed across the charcoal-gray sky.
Katara went to bed early. But she didn't hear Aang's feet padding down the hallway to his room.
Wait a minute. Katara was sure she saw something in that last flash of lightning...and it sort of looked like...
"Aang?" Katara asked. "What on Earth are you doing here...and why are you shaking like a leaf?"
"I'm...afraid of storms," Aang confessed.
"Aang!" Katara cried. "Why didn't you tell me...or anyone else for that matter? You know that we're always here."
"That's exactly it!" Aang said. "I didn't want anyone else to know."
Katara wrapped a blanket around his shoulders.
"Am I being...childish?" Aang asked.
"No, Aang," Katara said. "Of course not."
And with that, they shared a warm hug.
"Thank you, Katara," Aang said.
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Chapter One: Intro
Zuko rolled over in his sleep. He saw his mother, mouth slightly curved into a smile that held a hint of sorrow. She turned away into the darkness, and the space that she had just occupied was now filled with flame. It burned away at the darkness to reveal his father with filthy long hair and an expression that was hard to read; covered in anger and disgust. Now his own voice rang out, echoing back to him off unseen walls: “Where is she?” Eventually the echoes faded out and all that remained was the choking darkness.
Aang blinked awake. For a moment he was confused as he surveyed the Fire Nation flags hanging motionless on the walls around him. Then everything came rushing back to Aang at once, making his head throb… It had only been a bit more than a week since the war ended, and so much had changed since he first awoke at the South Pole… though all in good ways. Memories flooded him, but he pushed them away. Straying in the past was something he’d only do when he wasn’t busy. But now… but now he was an advisor and best friend to Fire Lord Zuko....
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Fan fiction by
Disk98
posted
10 months ago
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LOL - Sorry it took me so long (what, 2 weeks?), but here's some more KATAANG for you! (dodges a tomato that was thrown by a Zutarian) Oh, my God - I've gotta get the %*$& out of here!
Katara heard tossing, turning, and moans from the room next to her. Aang's room.
She frowned. She knew how stressed out Aang was. On top of spending time with his girlfriend, he had peace treaties to sign and conflicts to settle.
The moans had turned into short cries, and, eventually, Aang woke up in a cold sweat, tears streaming down his face. It wasn't long before crying could be heard from his room.
Poor Aang, Katara thought sadly.
It wasn't fair. The world had to torture Aang, making him do loads of work...and he wasn't even thirteen!
Katara walked to Aang's room.
Aang was still crying. He was beat.
Katara winced. It hurt her almost physically to see Aang in so much...pain.
She put a hand on his shoulder. He looked up.
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