Title: Whispers in the Dark
Author: Cheesymuffins
Rating: K+ who knows? it might go up
Disclaimor: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender, Viacom does (as they have been making extremly clear lately) if I did, I'd at least TREAT THE FANS BETTER!! -cough- yea...
Summary: The Blue Spirit is more to some people than the man who saved the avatar. His story goes back further into the past and into another nation. It is possibly the most mysterious and the most frightful of all tales. Is he an alter ego that some wish to be? Is she a heroine that wishes to free her people? Or is it the ties that will bond a relationship destined to be born.
P.S.: Kianta is Katara's mother's name in here. What does it mean? No idea.
Katara tip-toed to her parents' room and shook her mother awake. Kianta's tired blue eyes gazed upon her five-year-old daughter's in worry. "Katara?"
Katara climbed into her mother's arms and snuggled for warmth, "I had another nightmare," Big blue eyes emerged from Kianta's arms, "Can I sleep with you mommy?"
Kianta smiled softly at her little girl and wrapped the blanket around them both. Kianta began to hum a soft melody that her own mother used to sing to her as a little girl to Katara. Katara's eyes began to droop and her mouth curved into a soft smile. Soon, the memory of the bad nightmare was gone, but before Katara surrendered herself to sleep she gazed up worriedly to her mother.
"Mommy, when is daddy coming home?" The young waterbender asked quietly. For a short period of time at the South Pole, there was a lack of fish; which also meant that there was no seal, and no seal meant no food. So Hakota and some the men of the tribe left on a dangerous journey to find more food and bring it safely back home.
Kianta sighed and gazed at the lonely spot that once occupied her loving husband. "He'll be home soon. And when he comes back, we won't have to eat anymore seaweed soup," Katara stuck out her tongue in disgust at the words of seaweed soup and her mother chuckled.
Now more awake, Katara sat up and grinned from ear to ear. "Mommy can you tell me the story of the Blue Spirit?"
"Sure, but you need to promise that you'll go to bed right after ok?" Katara nodded and Kianta sat up as well and hugged Katara closer to her as she recalled the tale from three years ago.
"The Blue Spirit was once a normal person living here like you and me. But one day, the Fire Nation came and took away her home. They made her and all her friends and family into slaves and forced them to do hard labor out in the cold."
"And the Blue Spirit didn't like that very much; did she mommy?" Katara stated matter-of-factly.
"Nope, so you know what she did?" Kianta poked Katara's nose gently.
"She stood up against the Fire Nation and stopped them from hurting people!" Katara said grabbing her mother's finger.
"That's right; the Blue Spirit snuck into the Fire Nation strongholds at night and freed prisoners. She used her broadswords to chop off their chains and whisked them away to this very village. And she keep going back to get more and more people from the evil Fire Nation clutches." Kianta morphed her hands into claws and wiggled her fingers.
Katara jumped up and moved her arms around her, "Yeah! She waterbended the pants off of the Fire Nation."
Kianta grabbed Katara and tickled her. Katara giggled and giggled until tears fell from her eyes. Katara looked up at her when she stopped and smiled. "The Blue Spirit saved me mommy! Do you remember that?" Katara kneeled down and placed her hand at her stomach. "I was this tall remember?" Kianta nodded. "I was so scared that the Fire Nation would get me, but the Blue Spirit saved me! She told the Fire Nation to leave me alone and she waterbended them aside like little snowflakes!" Katara grinned at her mother and lay down.
Kianta rubbed Katara's back and began to hum again. Katara's soft, tired voice rose from the furs. "Mommy, will you teach me how to use bored swords?"
Kianta chuckled, "You mean broad swords my little snowflake?" Katara nodded and slowly fell asleep. Kianta's tired blue eyes glistened. "When you get older Katara, I'll teach you…"
Confused yet? Katara's mother is the Blue Spirit from three years ago. She helped against a Fire Nation attack and saved Katara's life and only Katara knows who she is. Now, don't go "heeey! teh blu sprits a dude!1" stories that orginate from one nation might just so happen to be altered once it reaches another shore. Fire nation probably wouldnt want to say some waterbending chick kicked their sorry a-- while in the South pole so they might change it up a bit so they don't sound weak.
Please tell me if I should continue with this story, and don't worry, the zutara will be happening. Give it time.
Peace out!