Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender, nor do I own the Foamy Mouth Guy, or ANY of the characters. So don't sue! And sorry if this first chapter seems too short, but I didn't want to try and overkill my first fanfic.
Kioshi Island, sunset...
"Rush him to the Infirmary," Oyaji shouted at two soldiers. "He's not breathing!" He helped carry the pedestrian that had a seizure. As they were dragging the man, Oyaji asked, "What was the cause of this?!" He looked towards the first soldier.
"We don't know!" replied the first soldier. He was sweating a storm, for he was nervous and anxious as to what would happen next.
"We just happened to be walking by, and this man had a seizure! His mouth just filled up with foam, and then it was just too much for him, and he passed out!" The second soldier was starting to get tired from lugging around this man.
They made it to the infirmary, and laid him on a bed. 4 doctors came rushing over to start to try and revive him. One started wiping away all the foam from his mouth. Another started to give him a CPR, and when she did that, more foam spit from the man's mouth. His eyes opened, and then closed, as he started to fall asleep.
"I think he's alright." Oyaji said.
Another doctor got a cup of water and put it on the night stand next to the bed. "He's going to be fine," the doctor replied. "He should be up by morning. When he wakes up, we'll give him some medicine and have him rest for another day." The fourth doctor started preparing the medicine, using herbs and other elixirs.
"All right then. I will come and visit him tomorrow in the afternoon." Oyaji said. He looked at the soldiers. "You two, on the other hand." he said sternly.
Both of the soldiers got confused and started sweating, fearing they would be in trouble. "You two, you get the rest of the week off for helping this helpless man." Oyaji smiled, and let them go.
As the sun started to set, everyone who was wandering the city went back to their homes. Oyaji sighed. "Let' just hope for this man's sake that all we did to help him wasn't for naught."
"What do you mean I can't visit him?!" Oyaji was yelling at the Guard who would not let him into see the man who foamed. "I helped him over here and I confirmed my return for today, now why can I not go in?" he was trying to persuade the guard to let him in to visit the man.
"Let's just say," the guard paused. "Let's just say, there's something peculiar about his condition. Something strange and odd." The guard was hesitating as he was not letting the town's leader into the infirmary.
"But I must see him, I need to know why he started to have his seizure and started foaming. He only does that when something important happens." Oyaji wouldn't give up this fight.
The guard was starting to sweat under all the pressure. "I, uh, the man is undergoing some strange, 'procedures,' if you will. Please bear with us; he cannot be visited for at least a week. That is all I can say." The guard was starting to break down.
Oyaji paused for a moment. "Fine, I assure you, I will come next week to visit him. He may know something that is happening, maybe a plot of the fire nation or something, but we must find out what." He noticed the guard's anxiety, and decided to excuse himself quick before the man had a mental breakdown. "Just tell them I will be back at this time, next week, and I will find out what happened. Is that fine?"
The guard started calming down. "Yes, I will let them know. Now good day, Oyaji." He immediately ran inside and locked the door behind him.
"Ok, that was very awkward." Oyaji said to himself. Oh well, he thought to himself. It's better to come later if his condition is very serious. And with that motivation, he set out to await the next week.
The guard was chugging down some water inside the infirmary. He was sweating like crazy, breathing hard, and the rash on his but was starting to act up again. He saw one of the doctors coming up to him. "Please, don't make me do that again."
"Why not?" the doctor asked him. "It looked like everything was going well."
"But I don't want to lie to our village's leader anymore." The guard replied.
"That's a sacrifice you will have to make." The doctor replied. "As long as he doesn't catch on to our plan," He said, "everything will be alright."
"But there's one problem already!" he exclaimed.
"And what is that?" The doctor asked.
"He knows too much already." At that very moment, the guard passed out.
