A/U
Oh God what am I thinking. SO many stories still unfinished, and yet I am posting this. Ah well, couldn't contain myself. Again. So much for patience xD
I do not own Appa!, Momo!, Spirits, or their Universe in general. D:
All credits go to Mike and Bryan.
Now this idea I came up with when I was checking out a freaking awesome/scary vid of Amnesia (Hence the title) on youtube, and then took a shower.
Plot bunnies like showering, I figured out. Or brushing teeth.
So Amnesia was the start of this story- hell, that game is terrifying. I couldn't sleep for two nights.
Luckily for you guys I spent that time working at this story.
Enjoy!
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Amnesia
The title says it all. What if the arrow did more than knock the Blue Spirit out?
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Chapter 1 - Downfall of the Blue Spirit
While Zuko secured the arms of the last Guard tightly, his mouth twitched under his Blue mask. Those Guards Zhao had chosen to ensure the Avatar's capture really were stupid. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Huh, he though while grabbing the Guards keys from his belt, that the Guards of the Avatar actually fell for an old trick like that.
But their stupidity had served him well. Now all he had to do was get the Avatar, and leave this Spirit forsaken place in one piece, both of them. The first part had turned out to be… not quite easy, but definitely not hard. After all, he was here without a single scratch. If only the escape would go as smooth and quick…
He touched his mask to make sure nothing underneath was visible, then stuck the large keys in the different sturdy locks. What the Guards lacked, the locks and door made up for, he thought while he heard the satisfying clicks of the heavy door opening. He laid his gloved hand for a moment on the door before he pushed it open. Hard.
No hesitation. There was no way back now.
He was going to be stuck here forever.
Though, when Katara and Sokka where better they would come!
But first they needed to get better, and in order to get better they needed his frogs! And those had just left him minutes ago! He could just see the last frog crawling under the door.
Aang groaned in frustration. His chain of thoughts ran in the same circle each time.
Aang hung his head down in defeat, then suddenly-
Groans, metal falling, more noises.
His head snapped up, eyes wide.
Another, last groan.
He swallowed.
What was going on?
Zuko stood in a wide room with in the middle- the Avatar. Chained.
No problem for the Blue Spirit.
He unsheathed his double Dao's within seconds and moved to free the Avatar from his chains.
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Aang's eyes bulged
A blue masked-black clothed-armed with double Dao's stranger was moving quickly towards him?
Aang reacted like everybody sane would.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
His swords moving with surprising fluidity, he moved each of them to a different chain
He sliced his swords and felt metal hit metal.
When he heard the chains fall of, he paused for a moment. Then he closed space and within seconds he also removed the locks that kept the Avatar's hands and feet in check.
The Avatar was free. They locked eyes for a moment, and Zuko saw the astonished look in the boy's eyes.
Zuko then turned and walked away while sheeting one of his Dao swords.
Behind his back, the flabbergasted Avatar called out.
"Who are you? What's going on? Are you here to rescue me?"
Zuko walked on in silence. So much as his voice could give away his whole identity. Soundless movements would have to do.
He reached the door and opened and gestured with the Dao that the Avatar should follow him.
He heard footsteps. Good.
"I'll take that as a yes"
Zuko felt smug for a moment when he heard that. He had the Avatar's trust. Now they just had to get out.
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Aang curiously followed the stranger that had saved him. Heh, he wondered who was behind that mask, but stayed silent. He threw a glance at the bound guard next to the door. Luckily he was still alive. Suddenly, the silence was broken the croaking of frogs.
His frogs!
Aang quickly turned and tried to gather his half- unfrozen frogs. They would still work! Right?
Zuko turned around the corner, when he heard the Avatar's footsteps suddenly go another way.
"My frogs! Come back! Stop going out!"
Under the mask, Zuko frowned. Frogs? Why in Agni's name would the boy need frogs for?
Resolute , he turned around, followed the sounds, grabbed the Avatars orange clothing and yanked the Avatar with him.
"Wait! My friends need to suck on those frooooooooooooooogs!"
Underneath his mask, he sighed.
This was going to be harder then he thought.
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Their footsteps echoed with splashes in the sewers. Their escape out of the fortress had went silently and without much trouble. They hadn't been spotted. Yet.
Zuko stopped and so did the Avatar. He then reached to his full height to peek through two metal bars. As he watched the soldiers walk away from them , he ducked and pointed with his fuinger upward, then got out the sewers like a ghost. The Avatar understood, and followed him.
They had now reached the most dangerous part. Time for the real work to start.
Aang looked up to the wall and grabbed the rope without hesitation. The masked stranger following him, the climbed up, and up and-
!Aang's eyes widened.
They had been spotted.
Zuko mentally cursed. They had been spotted- he should have known. Luck never stayed long at his side. If it actually had been there in the first place.
Seconds after the alarm, he felt himself go weightless, and watched as the rope slipped between his gloved fingers.
He braced himself for the blow.
Instead of being smashed into the ground however, air carried him, and he landed softly.
The Avatar, went through his mind.
He unsheathed his double Dao, and quickly searched for their new escape route. He pointed with one of his Dao's to a large gate.
Then they ran.
Aang felt the exhilaration in his veins rise a few notches when he heard Admiral Zhao yell "The Avatar has escaped! Close all the gates immediately!"
When he saw the soldiers blocking their way of freedom, his gaze narrowed in determination.
"Stay close to me!"
Without hesitation, he ran past the masked man and used his element to blow with a powerful gust of wind the soldiers out of their way. Then he ran.
Zuko watched as all off the soldiers were blown in different directions, and ran to the now unprotected gates. From the corner of his eyes he saw movement, whirled around and blocked the spears from the recovered soldiers just in time. Blocking one more time and then slashing of the sharp tops, he could only stand his ground as more soldiers approached.
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Aang ran for his life. Literally. The gates where closing quickly, but he was almost there-
Wait. Where was the Masked Man? He turned and saw the black clothed warrior fighting off a whole group of soldiers. In a split second, Aang decided he would not abandon his rescuer. In the same moment he spun around, grabbed the spear and kicked out a mighty blast of air, blowing away the soldier. He whirled the spear, and broke of the metal top.
The Airbender had a staff.
Tongue stuck out, he ran to his rescuer and the remaining soldiers. With a few blasts of air caused by his new staff, those soldiers where gone as well. But not for long.
Zuko thanked his quick reflections as he jumped while the Avatar swept way the soldiers like a broom specks of dust. He thanked them again as he suddenly was launched into the air and landed with a neat somersault on the top of the wall. He immediately took his stance when the soldiers on the wall approached him. But before they could do so much as raise a spear, he was again weightless as the Avatar clasped his legs around his waist and they just flew away.
Had the situation not been so dire, Zuko would've been amazed by the sheer feeling of it.
Shifting around so that he could block the spears thrown at them, he just hoped they would make it onto the next wall.
Aang whirled his staff with all his power round and round. But the Masked warrior was shifting and moving and at this rate they wouldn't make it to the wall-
But they did. Just as Aang couldn't hold on any longer and lost his grip, they landed clumsily on the wall. But there was no time for joy. More soldiers where coming. Man, those fire people really were determined, was his last thought as he reached for his 'staff'.
But just before his fingers touched the wood, the spear was kicked way. With the agility of a true Airbender, he evaded the blows and jabs of the soldier. Before he could blow the man away, the Masked Man grabbed the soldier from behind, and threw him after a short struggle of the wall.
Both of them guarded each other's backs as they blew, hit and slashed their enemy's away.
As the last guards where blasted away, Aang saw that the Fire nation soldiers decided on a new way of attack. With long ladder made of bamboo, the soldiers practically ran on the wall. But he was not about to let that happen.
His swords slashing through the last of spears, he watched as the Avatar blew away the men on the ladders with ease, then grabbed the ladders and said:
"Take these!"
He did, and when they stood on the edge of the wall, he realized the plan.
And Uncle always said he had the craziest of ideas.
"Jump on my back!"
He did.
Aang felt a heavy weight on his back, and moved one of the ladders in position. This was without doubt the craziest thing he'd ever done. He let the first ladder fall when he felt the second one stood just right. They probably looked like a long legged Ostrich-horse or something, but it did work.
"Gimme' the next one!" he heard himself shout, and was promptly handed the last ladder.
"Come on" he murmured as he let the second ladder fall as well.
"Just a little more.."
Then he felt something hot, and looked down.
His eyes widened comically when he saw the fire gaining in on them quickly.
Aang grabbed his companion tight and jumped.
They then collided with the wall.
"No" he thought as he felt his fingers slipping.
He saw a gloved hand reaching out in vain.
They fell and landed hard.
Zuko immediately grabbed his Dao's and stood up after they had landed and felt the boy grab him and turning around their position. He caught a flash of bright orange and then heard the sound of fire being blocked by wind. To his surprise, he heard:
"Hold your fire! The Avatar must be captured alive!"
Now that was something that was useful.
He quickly crossed his swords under the boy's throat, and held them there, steady and not touching any flesh.
Then his masked eyes entered a staring match with Zhao.
He was going to win this match and he knew it.
Aang was sure his heart skipped a beat when he saw the sharp swords moving towards his neck and quickly pulled his head back. Nothing happened. The swords merely stayed where they were. Then, his mind finally processing Zhao's words and his companion's actions, he understood the plan.
But he still was not happy with those swords at his neck.
Zhao stared into the pitch-black holes. The ridiculous masked s was going to win this round, and they both knew it.
However, he though as a plan began to form in his mind, I am going to win the game.
"Open the gate"
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Zuko felt his hope rise when he heard Zhao's words. Ha! His plan worked! When he heard the gate behind him open with a deep rumble, he slowly stepped backwards, the swords hovering just mere centimeters from the boy's throat the whole time.
Now they just had to get to the woods- why where they so far away? They seemed so much closer when he first saw the fortress from them.
All he could do was keep walking and hoping the Avatar didn't make a wrong move.
After all, now they'd come this far, the Avatar would notslice his own throat at his swords.
Eyes wide, he just kept walking backwards while trying to keep his breath normal. His heart, however wouldn't listen and felt like it was going to explode within seconds.
But they were almost safe, almost.
Why isn't anything happening? His mind whispered to him, Does Zhao just let us go like this?
Then everything g went from better to worse in mere seconds.
Aang heard the familiar noise before he saw the thing that was causing it, but before he could jerk to the left and slice open his own throat, he heard the loud ring of metal hitting metal with frightening power. He then turned and saw the Masked warrior just hit the ground with a dull smack.
His mouth slightly open and eyes wide he could only watch. For a moment he just stood there, then he reacted.
Creating a large cloud of dust, he quickly knelt to remove the mask and unravel the identity of the stranger. His hands lifting the mask, he saw-
A large scar, a familiar face.
Prince Zuko.
Quickly, he scrambled away from the feared enemy, and then jumped up to ran away. But after a few steps, he found he couldn't just let Zuko behind. He would be captured by Zhao, and –no. He wouldn't allow that to happen. He quickly gathered the swords and mask then grabbed Zuko, and sprinted away with such a speed only an Airbender could reach.
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Vaguely, he heard noises. They grew louder and he could identify them. Birds, other animals, leaves rustling in the wind. He laid surprisingly soft- did he feel grass and leaves between his fingers?
He groaned and opened his eyes. His vision was blurry, the sun was too bright and his head hurt. The rest of his body as well, but his mind felt like it was going to explode in a matter of minutes.
When he slowly looked around, he saw trees –he was in a forest?- and an orange and yellow clothed boy sitting on a tree root. The boy looked weary, and his head rested on his knees.
He let out the breath he'd been holding.
The boy noticed he was awake because he suddenly started to speak.
"You know what the worst part of being born a hundred years ago is? I miss all the friends I used to hang around with. Before the war started, I used to always visit my friend Kuzon."
Zuko saw a slight smile appear on the boy's face before he continued.
"The two of us, we'd get in so much trouble together. He was one of the best friends I ever had. And he was from the Fire Nation, just like you. If we knew each other back then, do you think we could've been friends too?"
Zuko stared.
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Aang finished his little talk with a hopeful, yet slightly remorseful smile. It was easy to talk to Zuko, easier than he'd thought. Aang had watched him while he slept, and saw the Prince from a whole different side. He didn't know why he'd just told the Prince what he did, but all he knew was that it felt good. He waited for an answer.
"I don't know" was the soft reply. Aang's eyebrows shot up, and his smile widened just a bit. So Zuko wasn't sure too? That was good news.
However, his smile faltered at the next words.
"I don't know if we could be friends, I don't even know you. What is your name?"
Aang stared in disbelief, his mouth wide open.
"Wha-?"
Then he snapped his mouth shut. For a few minutes, there was only silence.
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Zuko curiously watched the young boy. He couldn't be older then 12, yet his face… He looked so conflicted, so unsure. But why? What happened? Why was he here?" He opened his mouth to ask, but then-
"I'm Aang"
Zuko gave him a small lopsided smile, and saw the boy's eyes widen comically.
"I'm Zuko "
Then, his head suddenly felt too heavy, like he'd talked to much, and now it just throbbed. He thankfully slipped away into oblivion. However, he missed the whispered words of the boy, Aang.
"I know "
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A/U
To answer your first question: No, this is not it. This is going to be a multi-chaptered story (Oh no).
So that was chapter 1. Liked it? Hated it? I know I have typed over half the Blue Spirit Episode, but hey, I had to start somewhere, right? RIGHT?
*Coughs* I hope you guys enjoyed it.
R&R if you want more!
There will be a weekly update. I will post every Wednesday from now on. At least, if everything goes according to plan.
If you have questions about Zuko's memory loss, don't worry, all will be explained. There's even a scientific name for his kind of memory loss. :)