I've always been an advocate for Tokka, and even through Korra I still believe the connection is possible(Though many have jumped ship, I will remain oboard until the canon officially sinks it). This story will jump around a lot, but will cover before the war ended up until before LOK, most probably. I may or may not follow the comics faithfully. Some parts will jump backwards in time, and these are mainly to reflect memories that weren't shown in the series. The storyline won't be complete romance. This isn't a fic where you'll find endless smut either, but there may be several compromising situations, as well as likely undetailed suggestive scenarios as the story progresses. It's going to stay T until further notice. Mostly though, this is focused on Tokka and only slight mentioning of Kataang, and the worldly problems that face her and the fearsome foursome. If you don't like these ships, I suggest you indulge with an open mind, or read elsewhere.
Whaddaya know? I don't own Avatar, or any names/characters associated with the amazing Mike and Bryan, or Nickelodeon.
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I didn't ever really think I would find a place I belonged.
Sure, I could hide in tunnels with giant beasts I could only sense and smell, or perhaps I could hide behind a secret alias in order to pacify my ever growing boredom and dread upon living in a pampered, padded cell. I mean really—Have you SEEN how I had to live?!
But.. What good is hiding if you never end up feeling anything? Regardless of how brash and headstrong I was, at the end of the day I always hid behind the face of a lost little girl who was too weak and defenseless to go out and feel the sun on her own.
Until I met the Avatar, that is.
After the gaang found me, be it fate or be it a wild hair up the spirits' asses; I suddenly threw out the guises and embraced myself for what I was, or rather who I was. Yeah, I'm a Beifong. I can pick my nose with the highest graces. I can pound the very stone beneath my feet into submission but I can also gently caress the blades of grass and wonder what they must really look like. I found a place. Though it was a little rocky at first (Sokka'd love that one.), in time I slid right into position and I was a part of something bigger than anyone could ever hope to understand. I helped save the world. Me. The short powerless little blind girl. I helped end a war alongside the last known airbender. Alongside my best friends. And that's Awesome.