Chapter 1: Just Another Sense

Author's Note: So basically this will be four one-shots on what Toph thinks of everyone in her group, written in her POV. Katara, Aang, Sokka, and Momo and Appa. With the exception of this chapter, which is an intro. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Avater: The Last Air Bender.


Yes, I'm blind. I cannot see the blooming of purple and red flowers in springtime, the light blue water flowing in lakes and rivers, nor the never-ending fields of green. The word "colour" is nothing more to me than a word, which is probably the least colourful word there is, no matter how much you colour it in.

I can't see the Katara's long, black hair, Aang's bald head, or the shiny boomerang Sokka always carries with him. Am I pretty? I don't know. You'd probably be better off asking that question to Katara.

Sure, I can feel my way around to places and tell if someone is happy or sad, but I can't see the tear falling from their faces. All I get is vibrations that the Earth gives me.

But no, do not pity me.

Sight doesn't matter to me anymore after all these years, and I'm doing perfectly fine without it. I'm strong in my own way and no one can make me believe otherwise. If they try, I'll just beat the life out of them; then they'll have to understand.

The thing is, I hate how everyone underestimates me just because of my 'handicap.' I can fight perfectly fine – the best Earth bender in the world, if I may add – so those people are just wasting their time. I taught the Avatar how to Earth bend and saved us from many battles before. So why can't people realize that I don't need their sympathy?

Whatever, it's not like I care much anyways.

Except for my dad.

That man kept me locked up in that horrid thing he calls a house and the only time I'm allowed to leave is when I practice to Earth bend or when I sneak out. I don't regret sneaking out one bit, though. That was when I finally met some people who accepted me as friends and... family.

No one really liked me because I was 'too aggressive' and usually got into many fights. I even had to put up and act that I was a 'good kid'! But I have to admit, I did pretty well, didn't I? Boy, were my parents surprised when they saw me kick those arena people's butts.

And then I learned to metal bend. Ha, the surprised looks on their faces when I escaped that cage! I only wish I could see my father's expression when they told him that I fought my way out of a metal cage. Ironic how I beat my own Earth bending teacher at his own game, isn't it? Well, I sure had a good laugh after that.

But I think the best thing about traveling with the Avatar was that I got to see the world. Well, anything is better than staying at my house, I guess, but I actually got to see new creatures and stuff. Being accepted as part of the group was just a bonus.

A huge bonus.

That, and the fact that I got to make fun of Katara's ex-boyfriend, Jet. I mean, everyone could see her blush at the mention of his name. When she stormed off denying the truth, I doubled over with laughter.

The last part with the war-ish thing was no laughing matter, though. I admit, I was kind of scared too. First, I could practically feel the heat of the comet – Sozin's Comet. It was charging straight at us, but each of us devoted out lives to help Aang with his Avatar 'destiny' so we stayed and fought. He owes us. Big time.

Then, Aang went into Avatar Mode and he was sort of like, "Fear me!" to Fire King Ozai. When he won, Sokka did some weird victory dance or something.

Sokka never fails to crack me up.

But that's not the point. The point is, after all this, I learned something important. No, it's not a cherish-my-friends-and-never-let-them-down sort of thing. The thing I learned was much more than that; it was something about myself.

See, after all this, I learned what sight truly is to me – just another sense.


Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed my first Avatar fic! Questions? Comments? Review on your way out!