Okay, so this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction, so you know, it's a little nerve-wrecking, but I hope you enjoy it the most you can, this first chapter's just a bit of recap, and then we get into the good stuff.
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender or any of its awesome characters.
Aang restlessly bounced back and forth on the two sides of his pillow, attempting to find that one cool spot that would finally propel him into deep sleep. But he couldn't.
He had been attempting, to no avail, to explain to the rest of his friends the complexity of the situation: if Ozai dies, he betrays himself and his ideals, and everything his dear friend Monk Gyatso taught him. If he lives, then the Fire Lord's terror and tyranny will continue to descend upon the Earth.
He finally decided he would not get anywhere lying on the ground; he shook the covers off him, stood up, and walked slowly to the balcony. Momo was waiting for him, hovering over to Aang, and then dropping down onto his shoulder, his tail wrapping around Aang's neck.
Everything's a mess right now, isn't it? He thought. His ill-timed kiss with Katara had been replaying in his memory for days now. Aang couldn't help feeling the two were connected somewhere, somehow; solve this problem, and it will solve this problem. Oh, he had no idea where this feeling came from or even what it was. He couldn't identify it, a foreign substance, in what felt like a foreign body. However, if he were to defeat the Fire Lord, and win over the love of his life, it would all start with this feeling that he held inside himself right now. And then he wandered into the open ocean.
"ZUKO, WAKE UP! We can't find Aang anywhere!"
The Fire Nation Prince sprang to his feet. "What? What are you talking about?!" he screamed at Katara, "That punk thinks he can run off on us right before we face the Fire Lord?!"
"AND WE CAN'T FIND MOMOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EITHER!" yelled Sokka, flailing his arms around, like a Magikarp.
"We've searched everywhere he could have possibly been, he's gone, but his glider's still here, so he hasn't gone far." Katara explained, watching Zuko's eyes drift off into the water. "Hey are you even paying any attention! Aang, your student, is missing and he's our only shot at taking down the Fire Lord! This is no time to be thinking about going for a swim!"
"It's not me who went for a swim." Zuko pointed out. Katara frustratingly turned to see what Zuko was motioning towards, and she gaped.
A humongous island now stood near the horizon, it's terrain covered with raggedy trees and earth. What's more, it appeared to be moving.
Toph walked towards the now wide-eyed Katara and mystified Zuko, " What? What is it?"
"It's a giant island." stated Zuko.
"So? There are plenty of those big islands around here, I've felt them," Toph said with confidence.
"Only, this one's different, it seems almost like it's moving," said Katara.
"Okay, okay, Katara, who's the geography expert around here?" asked Sokka, with the tone of a rhetorical.
Toph briefly exhaled and stated the obvious, "Me."
Sokka blankly glared at Toph for a few seconds, before rephrasing his question, " Katara, who's the second-best geography expert around here?"
"You, I guess," Katara replied, with annoyance.
"That's right! And as the second-best geography expert, I can confidently say that Islands DON'T MOVE!"
"Hang on a minute," Toph insisted, " all islands are connected to the ground, which means I should be able to feel them. But I can't feel this one, the one you're all talking about. I think Katara's right. It is moving.
"But that doesn't make any sense! Islands don't move!" Sokka shouted.
"Maybe it isn't an island." Toph replied.
"Oh, great, so now we're supposed to think Aang swam out to a giant fake-island thing hours before flying off to take on the fire lord and he's riding on it right now?"
"He was really upset about the whole Ozai thing," Katara said, her conscious guilted on the idea that her reaction to his kiss had something to do with it.
"Guys, I think we're going swimming," Zuko announced.
Sokka face-palmed himself in disgust.
Again, sorry for the small chapter size and basically recap format, with a little deviation at the end there, I just needed to set things up for the next chapter.