Hello guys! An all new writer with an all new (first ever) fic in an all old category! I hope it's bearable. This is a bit of a pilot, to see if the concept appeals to people. So if you want me to try and turn this into a full-fletched story let me know in reviews, PM's, subtle computer hacks displaying thank you messages, statues in my honor or I don't know what (get creative ;). )

If this is gonna be a full story I think I will move it into the M category sooner or later (probably later), simply because I want to explore all the aspects of writing a good story. Furthermore I am not really a huge fan of the Kataang division, simply because in my eyes they don't really fit together that well. I won't be bashing any shippings in here though. But Illusion, why Ty Laang? Why not Taang? Or just not write here at all? Because i think there is a complete deficit of good stories containing Ty Lee and lets face it, she is the cutest girl in the whole show.

Enough of my ramblings! Enjoy the story and let me know what you think in the comments!

Chapter 1:

Footsteps echoed throughout the moist and dark cave. The two red robed figures, faces dimly lit by the torches hanging on the walls, briefly glanced at one another. "I'm afraid the universe conspires." One spoke in a deep, throaty voice. "Yes, indeed there will be complications." The walls around them gave way to a large cavern.

Around the smoldering remains of a fire, five more robed figures awaited them. They were greeted by nods of acknowledgement as they took up their positions. "Have the spells been cast?" A man, hidden under a black cowl asked. "The runes of warding have been placed. No spirit should be eavesdropping on us today." came a mumbled response.

"As might have been become apparent, our pawn has failed. On a somewhat disgraceful scale I'm afraid." Mumbling and nods of agreement echoed between the rocky outcrops. "Therefore I propose we change our strategies. The final goal cannot be achieved through oppression of bending; I say we simply circumnavigate that problem."

"How? It is not as if we can simply take away everyone's bending like that pathetic air bender toddler." The black robed man raised his face, shadows casting over his grey beard and weary eyes. "No. For our generation it is already too late. We have failed our founding fathers. All we can do now is start a process for the next generation to finish. And pray their efforts are not met by frustration at every turn I might add."

"I have still not heard you mention a brilliant plan to dissuade the world from bending." Came the reply. "If only the rest of the world were as stupid as you this problem would be solved by tomorrow morning." The robed man muttered under his breath. "Stupidity is our greatest asset. Five generations ago everyone knew how to bend, today only one on three does. Give it time. Mankind will eventually forget."

Two acolytes carried in a large chest and put it down somewhat to the side. "This will be our last meeting. The old scrolls of knowledge will be sealed away within these caves. And to assure the secret stays here we will seal ourselves inside with it." The ground shook under their feet as large boulders crumbled down from the roof of the entrance. After the rumbling subsided, the robed man reached inside his sleeve and pulled out nine daggers. He went around the room and gave each man a dagger, keeping the last one for himself.

He sat down in front of the chest, folding his legs into the lotus position. "You may choose whether it be by the hand of starvation or by the blade. Good luck during your passing." And he thrust the blade into his ribcage.

Aang slipped through the carpet lined hallways, desperately in need of a little fresh air. Catching your crush having a… say 'tender moment'… with the new fire lord didn't do too well in his book. "Hey Twinkletoes! You ok there? You seem a little tense!" Toph shouted as he ran by her room. "Yeah, I'm ok! I just accidentally lit my eyebrows on fire!" He shouted over his shoulder.

Gods, that was a lame excuse. Finally he reached a window, grabbed his glider and with a grace Kyoshi warriors would envy dove through it. He was in luck, the window was on the back of the castle, overlooking the gardens and encompassed by the steep cliff of the volcanic crater at the far end.

It wasn't Katara's fault really. She had no obligation to bind herself to him. Regardless it still stung a little. A lot. He made a mental note to himself. Saving the world does not automatically get you the girl. The edge of the volcanic crater was lined by luscious trees, quaint little houses spread throughout them. Spotting a somewhat unpopulated patch he altered his heading to match.

Before long he exchanged the wind through his fingers for ground beneath his feet. A path led away into the forest and ended in a pavilion right in front of him, overlooking the wilderness outside the city bounds. A little sulking would do him good.

The wood of the railing felt rough under his fingers, exposed to the weather where years of neglected maintenance slowly peeled the red paint away. The sun was setting over the horizon as he sat. "Hi."

Aang shrieked and whirled around, losing his balance and falling. "Ouch." A smiling face farmed by flowing brown locks filled his vision. "Aren't you a graceful little bird!" she exclaimed. Aang groaned and dropped his head back to the floor. "What have I done to deserve this, one of my previous lives must have been excessively mean to toddlers or something." Aang mumbled to the hues of red and orange in the sky overhead.

The girl giggled. "Silly boy." She extended her hand to help him up. Aang covered his face, screaming like a little girl. After a while he tried moving his fingers, which to his surprise still responded. "Why can I still use my arms?" He asked. A sorrowful expression briefly flashed over the Girl's face, but soon that ear to ear grin spread itself over her face again.

After a while Aang tentatively reached out and grabbed her hand. With surprising strength she pulled him to his feet. "What brings the Avatar to my humble abode?" She asked. "You live here?" Aang replied. "Well, not here of course. My dad's house is down the path that way." She gestured off to the side. "You are in our garden now."

"Oh. Well, forgive my trespassing then." Aang smiled that stupendous grin of his, feeling really stupid. "Everyone but me is gone now anyways, so I don't mind the intrusion." The girl said sadly. "Don't take this the wrong way, but shouldn't you be… you know, locked up or something?" Another flash of sorrow crossed her face, except this time it stayed.

She sat down on the ground and pulled her knees under her chin. "Zuzu decided otherwise." She said. "Do you remember when that bonehead of a friend of yours tried to go save his father?" Aang shook his head in defeat. "Yeah, that's Sokka."

"Uhu. Well we were there. Mai, Azula and I were there and she was gonna fry them all." Aang sat down next to her. "So what happened then?" Well, Mai went haywire when Blitzqueen tried to electrocute her boyfriend. I couldn't just watch Azula liquidate my friend. That landed me in a cell."

"I never meant to hurt you, it's just… my life wasn't so great here. Azula offered the perfect way out. That doesn't excuse me though." It was silent for a moment. "Well, I excuse you." Aang said. "I can relate." She looked at him. "Growing up hearing that the fate of the world rests on your shoulders every day isn't something I'd be envious of." Aang said.

"I ended up on the bottom of the ocean for 100 years when I tried running. So I'd say it turned out better for you." She smiled weakly. "I suppose. So what had you flying around to my place this time of day?" Now it was Aang's turn to look a little sorrowful.

"I don't suppose a bad hair day is gonna cut it?" She gave him a deadpan look. "You are bald." He laughed awkwardly. "Yeah… I guess you are right." Suddenly he realized something. "I don't think I ever caught your name. You were probably too busy dancing around us blocking our chi's to ever introduce yourself."

Aang scratched his head. That did not sound the way he had intended it to. The girl cleared her throat and extended her hand in greeting. Aang shook it. "Ty Lee. World's last remaining Chi bender and youngest of the Asami family." She said. "Aang. You probably know the rest."

"Only chi bender in the world huh?" He said after a few moments of silence. "As far as I know." She shrugged. "Well, you are the last air bender, so is it really so hard to imagine?" She turned towards him. "You still haven't answered my question. "

"It's personal." He replied. "So it's about that water tribe girl." She said. "She actually rejected you?" He was silent for a while. "She might as well have. It's not as if I'm mad at her. She has no obligation to like me that way. It is just not how I pictured it to be." He sighed and gestured around him. "None of this is how I pictured it to be. After saving the world I expected my obligations would be over with. Instead I have to attend a feast in my honor every night now and every third person counting from the left wants my blessing or advice."

"It sounds to me like you have some serious stress problems" Ty Lee said. "Yeah. I guess you're right." She smiled at him. "Want me to help you with that?" He gave her a sideward glance. "And how would you do that?" She winked and made a few hand gestures. "Chibender, remember?"

Was he really ready to put himself in such a vulnerable position? At the hands of one of his former enemies? His headache thumped in his ears. Well, worst case scenario he met his end right here and now and with the way his day was going so far, it was one of the better outcomes.

She gestured for him to lie down on the ground. He did as instructed. Gently she raised his head and put it in her lap. She traced the outline of his neck, probing his skin as she went. Suddenly she seemed to find what she was looking for. "There we go." She mumbled and gently started rubbing behind his ears.

A feeling of utter relaxation spread throughout his body as all his muscles unlocked. "Hmm. This feels so good." Aang sighed. "Consider it a thank you for forgiving me present." She smiled. "I might just fall asleep if you keep this up."

"I'll tell Zuzu to send over some guards and carry you to a bed." Aang smiled as his eyelids started to drift together. Slowly his mind stepped on a cloud and floated away from his body, drowning him in a dreamless sleep. "Besides, You have a cute butt."

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