As I said before, this is just some random idea that I had one day, and I turned it into a story. Don't blame me if it sucks. Cause it probably does. I might also do a version of this were instead of Azula being a part of the Gaang, she's a fugative with her daughter, but I'm not sure yet. I'm glad to have any constructive criticism, but if you want to post flames, do it somewhere else. Also, most of these pairings I don't really like, but I felt like experimenting. Please R&R.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Aneko and Sentou. This makes me sad. Please leave me alone while I cry.
Chapter 1, Part 1
The sun was shining brightly at the Fire Nation palace. My mother was in a council meeting with my three of my uncles and three of my aunts, and I was bored out of my mind. As the oldest of the "Gaang's" children, there was no one else for me to practice with, or even talk to, except maybe my cousin Sentou. But he was still 3 years younger than I, having turned twelve earlier this summer. Besides, the only thing he seemed to want to talk about was water bending. I admit, I often tried to include water bending stances in my fire bending at the suggestion of my mother, but the boy was obsessed.
I heard the soft padding of feet behind me and turned to see Uncle Aang. He was probably my favorite of the uncles, though it was a close race. Uncle Sokka was funny, and Uncle Zuko did his best, but there was just a certain something about Aang that made you like him. Maybe it was the fact that he was the Avatar, but wasn't high and mighty. At times, he seemed just like a kid.
"How was the meeting?" I asked.
He seemed to notice me for the first time. He smiled.
"Hello Aneko," he said as he came up beside me and air bended both himself and I up to the high railing. He continued, looking slightly grimmer.
"I suppose it was alright, but things could have been better. Some of the rebels are acting up again. They almost captured Gogyou yet again."
Uncle was referring to a large town near the capital of the Fire Nation. The rebels were a group of disgruntled ex-Earth Kingdom soldiers and a few warriors of the Water Tribe who weren't satisfied with all the work Uncle Zuko and mother had done to help rebuild after the war. Personally, I thought they were crazy. After mother turned on her father, former Fire Lord Ozai, and restored Uncle and Great Uncle Iroh's honor, the three of them recalled all the troops and set about restoring our world to its former glory. Unfortunately, Great Uncle Iroh had died that spring.
"Oh," I said quietly. This would mean at least a month of absence on my mother and her friend's part. She and Ty Lee usually ended up settling these disputes, and it meant many lonely days for me.
Uncle Aang wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
"Tell you what," he said, smiling. "Let's go get a few ostrich horses from the stables and go riding. I think everyone will be happy to get away from all this politicking and planning."
I grinned. Uncle always new how to cheer me up.
"It's settled then!" he said happily. "I'll go get everyone, and then we'll be off!"
