Blue Truth
I don't own these characters…YET!!!!
Chapter 1"The key to this move is getting the wrist movement." Katara said demonstrating the correct way to make the water spiral over her head.
"Are you guys done yet? We need to find a place to set up camp." Sokka said as he sharpened his boomerang.
"Why don't we just stay here, Appa and Momo seem to like it." Katara said pointing at the flying bison and the winged lemur who were munching happily on berries and leaves.
"And Katara still has to teach me the water octopus and we have more then enough space to do that." Aang said gesturing to the miles of open ocean behind him.
"Fine, you guys go splash around and learn stuff that is of no use to you at all!" Sokka cried standing up and stomping his feet.
"What's your problem?" Katara asked him putting her hands on her hips.
"Nothing's wrong, god." And with that Sokka turned and sulked into the forest.
Zuko plunged into the water depths of the ocean, searching for food (shirtless).
Nephew," Uncle Iroh called from the raft," Try and find some leaves. I'm going to make tea."
"Uncle, you're in the middle of the ocean, how can you possibly make tea?" Zuko yelled back, exasperated.
"Of course we do, I took some stuff from Admiral Zhao," Iroh said taking a gold teapot from a bag and holding it up so Zuko could see it. Zuko scowled. Leave it to his Uncle to forget to steal important stuff like a few gold pieces or something. Zuko sighed, he was prince, a member of the royal family, he shouldn't be doing stuff like this. He turned back, accidentally- on purpose- forgetting to grab the leaves that were coming his way.
Sokka trudged through the forest, swinging his boomerang and cursing under his breath. Why did Katara and Aang always have to be near the water? Sokka thought, I know Katara is a Waterbender and all, but water reminds me of…of. Sokka couldn't bear to say her name. He was scared to even think of her. Ever since he had watched her die at the North Pole, he had been taking out his anger on other people. He knew it was wrong, but every time he tried to kick Momo he would wake up with bugs in his mouth. Sokka took out a knife and started cutting his way through. It was getting harder for him to navigate his way the thick dense of trees. Barely a minute later, Sokka tripped and fell face first into a pile of mud. "CRUD!" Sokka yelled, standing up and wiping the mud from his face. After he could see again, Sokka noticed a young girl hovering in front of him. She was wearing a silk dress and her hair was silvery white. (To be continued)