HELLO! This is my first chapter on Fanfiction, so if you have any suggestions on how I should divide the chapters, ect, tell me! This story I'm still trying to develop and plot and stuff. I am not aware of anyone else doing a similar plot or story as me, so I am not copying. If there is a story, please tell me because I'° like to read it. I just wanted to be in one of my favorite cartoons! You need my permission to use my idea of a mind-bender. Do not tell me my character is a Mary-Sue, I already know, though I disagree. This is the first chapter, so I don't think anyone can make that assumption right now. Someone could say Aang is a Mary-Sue, because he has so many powers, yet he isn't because he has struggles with them and emotional struggles too. That's what my character is like as well. Anyway…if you don't like it, or don't agree with me, then please hold your tongue and move on.
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Carly- The Mind-Bender
Chapter 1-Confused
"We'll camp here," Sokka commanded, sitting cross-legged on the back of Appa. He was starring at their map.
"Yip yip!" Aang steered Appa to the clearing of the woods they were flying over.
"So, where are we now?" Katara asked Sokka.
"Where're, where're," Sokka looked at the map in stupidity. Katara sighed and rolled her eyes.
"We're heading north," Sokka concluded, unsure of what else to say. Katara clanged her fist in frustration.
"Duh! We are heading to our sister water tribe. That is obviously north!" Katara snapped.
"Well, the point is, we are still heading in the right direction," Aang settled the argument. That's what the Avatar is supposed to do. And he did bring peace. Katara and Sokka changed the subject to Sokka's instinct. Then another argument formed. Aang sighed, and decided to focus on landing Appa.
"I'll set up the tent; you go collect the sticks for the fire." Sokka told Katara when they had landed. By then, Katara was sick of fighting and didn't bring up anything about him being the boss or how she already knew she was to collect the firewood and so forth. Aang unpacked the supplies and whatever else he does by himself.
Katara went off into the forest, picking up dried wood as she went along. She overall felt very safe, for the fire nation hadn't caught up on their trail in the past few weeks. They still had a very long way to go before reaching the water tribe. Katara was eager to learn water-bending from a master, as well as Aang. The water scroll they stole did help, and Katara was a good teacher, but those alone were not enough. Yet Katara was great at self-defense, because she could do things like the water whip, which came in handy
Suddenly off to her right, Katara heard a groan. She opened her canteen, ready to fight if that groan came from a soldier. Yet nothing happened. Silence. Katara searched her surroundings. None of the plants except the trees were big enough to hide behind. Katara looked up at the tree branches, remembering Jet and his friends who attacked from above. She heard what sounded like a sigh, and Katara crept to that sound, ready to attack.
She screamed in surprise.
A teenage girl lay curled up behind two trees. Katara took a step closer.
She stirred, and opened her eyes to Katara.
Where was I? I opened my eyes to find I was on a forest floor. I looked up. A girl about my age stared at me in surprise. I looked at her straight in the eyes.
"Katara," I breathed out. Her eyes widened in shock.
"H-how did you know my name? Who are you!" she demanded, scared. I closed my eyes, trying to remember who I was.
"My name is Carly. Can you help me? Where is this place? What is this place? Do you know?" I asked and reopened my eyes.
Katara, realizing that I wasn't a threat, but still suspicious answers, "I don't know exactly where we are. I'm a, a traveler. I'm with my fire nation friends." Incase the girl before her was from the fire nation, Katara wanted to look like an ally.
My eyes widened, "F-fire nation! No!" I stuttered, "But wait just a second, you're from the water tribe! You're a water bender!" Katara gasped at the knowledge I knew. She gazes into my eyes in disbelief.
"Who are you?" She now asks, seeking a deeper meaning than before.
"I-I don't know," I search for answers mentally, "I don't know why I'm here." Tears well up in my eyes. I look to the floor, "I don't even know why I know these things, like your name. I don't know who I am or what I'm doing." I chuckle through my crying, "I suppose I 'm suffering from some sort of amnesia, or some word that sounds like that."
Katara was silent for a moment, and then questioned, "Do you remember anything about why you are in the forest, or remember anything beyond waking up?"
I shook my head, "I mean, I know I'm Carly. I know how to talk and walk, just, I can't remember any events or places." I stood up and looked around. It is very frustrating to try and try to remember something you forget, but can't remember.
Katara's generous side showed. With a quick mind, she came up with a plan.
"Well, since you seem like a good character…"
CHARACTER
The word rings in my ears.
"…And at least until you recover your memory, you can stay with my family."
"Oh, thank you!" I said with fake enthusiasm. I was still in so much confusion that I didn't process exactly what she had said. Character, character…
Katara smiled, "It will be nice not to be the only girl around. We have to stand up for women's rights." I nodded and followed her. Truly, I was grateful for the shelter provided, but I sensed I'd be put into trouble, or cause the trouble.
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I followed Katara through the forest that was completely new and unfamiliar to me. Katara appeared to know the way back to her camp, so I didn't worry about getting lost. She made a right turn past an oak tree and I froze.
Katara turned around, "Come on Carly, camp's this way."
"No, it's not," I whispered knowingly, "We need to turn left instead of right." Katara sighed, "How do you know?" She still didn't trust me, and I can't blame her. I'm not too sure I can trust myself. Yet I knew I was right. There was only one way to convince her.
I grabbed Katara's hand and pulled her to the left side; where I knew camp was. She struggled, thinking I was kidnapping her and bringing her to the fire nation.
"Stop!" she screamed, and I did, because we were at the campsite. She then just stood there, stunned.
"H-how did you-…"
"I'm not sure, yet," I confessed before she finished her question. I already knew what she would say, somehow.
Two guys approached us. Katara was about to introduce them, nut I already knew who they were.
"You're Sokka, Katara's brother. And you're the Avatar!" I smiled, "Pleased to meet you, Aang and Sokka" I reached out and shook their clammy hands. They didn't shake back. Their eyes bulged out of their sockets, so did Katara's.
"I'm not sure who I am or why I know these things," I explained, messing with my brown hair. Aang was bald! And he looked about ten! Yet that arrow on his forehead makes it looks better. "All I know right now is that I'm Carly, and I'm a teen, like you two. So, do you guys need help setting up camp?"
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The firewood popped and cracked in the flames as we ate some fish that was caught by Aang and Katara from water-bending in a river. I had been introduced to the whole "family" including Momo and Appa. Appa's eyes were as big as my head and I never saw them blink. It was kind of creepy, but Appa was sweet and loyal, so I liked him. We all were eating quietly, as in not talking. Sokka was scarfing down his food and eating it with his mouth open, so he of course made a lot of noise. I used this time to observe my new family and friends.
I looked to Sokka first, probably because my attention was on him already for his rudeness. From the outside, he looked like a selfish jerk that was bossy, inconsiderate, lazy, sexist, and possibly gay. Yet I looked deep into his pupils and saw a whole different story.
Sokka wants to be a great warrior; he doesn't want to be useless. Yet he's a coward at times, and he knows it. He also knows he's not a good fighter at all/ He was ambushed by girls and only attacks when the situation is in his favor. Sokka's jealous of his sister and the Avatar for their powers, but mostly his sister. She can water-bend. He has no special talents. His self-esteem is so low that he has to boss the others around and pick out the bad qualities of them in order for him to feel important. He knows he acts like a jerk, but he can't help it. He wants to be in with the action.
Sokka acts like he's laid back and doesn't have a care in the world; except himself and food. Yet that's completely false. He really cares about Katara, and the rest of the family for that matter. That's why he keeps on eyeing me suspiciously; he doesn't want me to be a traitor and end up killing everyone.
"I'm not a traitor!" I thought, still staring at Sokka in the eyes, "I'm just lost at the moment, Sokka, so give me a chance, will ya?" Suddenly Sokka stopped eating on his food in mid-chew. He looked up and stared at me.
"What?" I asked, confused. Why was Sokka looking at me that way?
"Sorry," Sokka apologized (surprising all of us), "I just never really fully introduced myself yet, correctly that is." He wiped his hand on his coat, then reached it out to me. I grasped it firmly.
"I'm Sokka, pleased to meet you." He shook my hand.
"I'm Carly, pleased to meet you too." I shook back. We nodded to each other. I was utterly amazed. Sokka was giving me a chance to show him who I really was. I can prove to him I can be trusted; I am not a traitor.
Just like I told him in my mind.
MIND
CHARACTER
Why do these words keep on reading?
Oh, my head hurts. I feel a little dizzy.
Sokka went back to eating, no longer passing glances of suspicion at me. I guess he approves of me. He doesn't look like he's attracted to me, but why would I want him to be? I sense he's not gay though. Perhaps he has a secret crush of his own somewhere. I move my attention toward Katara.
I look into Katara's kind face and loving eyes. She looks like she could be a great leader in the future. Courage, determination, friendly, intelligent, and quick thinking. She has the skills of water-bending, healing, loving, and sewing. Katara would be a perfect wife for that special someone. She deserves a great husband. I sensed a strong liking toward Aang, and I think it may turn out to be more than a friendship. I'° better steer clear of the Avatar for that reason. I don't want to fight her for him. Yet what am I saying? I don't even like Aang at this point, much less love him.
Anyways, Katara has great concern for Aang. She really cares for him. Though at this point, I think she loves Aang mother-like, and vise versa. Aang hasn't gone through puberty. Katara will be the best mother ever to exist. She will be devoted to her husband, and protect her children. She has a lot pf potential. I'd love to have her as my sister. It'° be lots of fun. Maybe I'll be like her sister in this family we have.
I was about to move onto Aang when I realized something. How could I be able to get this information form these people without saying a word? I already knew their background and personality even though I just met them today. It's like I can enter their mind and steal the information. It is like I can control their mind somehow. Like I am a, a mind-bender!
MIND!
CHARACTER!
It was all coming back to me! I'm Carly, an average girl with straight A's in a town in the U.S. One of my favorite shows on T.V. is Avatar. The Last Air bender! Now somehow I'm part of the story.
Wow! Is this some dream?
I pinched myself, doing the cheesy method I've read in books and saw in movies.
"Ow!" I said and broke the silence. I had pinched my arm hard. It hurt. I could feel the pain. Did that mean this wasn't a dream. Or maybe I can feel pain in dreams too.
"Is something wrong " Katara asked, concerned.
"Yeah, why'° you pinch yourself? You're not suicidal are you?" Sokka joked in a serious tone.
""No, no, it's nothing" I answered. I didn't want to say they were fictional characters because right now the fictional world is real. I just need to figure out what powers and things I can do against the laws of reality.
Well, that's it for now, I've combined previous chapters into one, as people have suggested. I would love to have you write a review, but don't make it all flames with no construction or meaning to me, thank you.
