Another story of mine, for people who like me. Or my writing. This one is about how the main character kids of Avatar become the play things of the gods, and they have to do horrible things to get back to their home. Some of the things go completely against their morals, but they do it so they can leave. Just a reminder- no beta-ness! Yes, sad, I know.

Disclaimer: I love Avatar, and I would give anything to own it, but for some reason the creators won't sell it for my sister.

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They sat regally on chairs wrought of elements so pure and beautiful it hurt for mortal eyes to look at them. They sat with their hands folded on their laps, straight-backed, serious looks on their faces as they surveyed everything below them. There was a mix of males and females, all of varying sizes, skin colors, jobs and most importantly, personalities.

"We," announced one formal looking male in the center. He brought his fist down on the arm of his chair that was gold, but looked like a cloud. It was soft, and hugged his shape whenever he moved. "Have a problem."

The others nodded intently, some of them smiling, others eyes flashing, and even others looking as though they weren't paying attention at all. But they all nodded; they all agreed.

"Kaia," the same man barked, turning his head to one of the girls sitting by the edge. She sat up, going from her slouched position and tapping her fingers on her throne of ice, to one of absolute attention.

"What's the status?"

The young woman closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her face grew slack and she said in a resounding voice, "Their foolish war is close coming to an end. Either way it will end up, we will be finished. The time it took preparing, the careful precautions and limits we that will run out, and take double the time to duplicate again. Our options are few and not very appealing." Her eyes opened and she stared at everyone else.

"In other words!" the man boomed. "Our problem is that we have nothing to do!"

A collective gasp ran throughout the room. Murmurs arose, and they complained in low voices. It had been a very long time since there had been nothing at all for them to amuse themselves with. Playing with people was all and well, but even they had rules. Restrictions that would prevent them from having too much fun.

"No unknown dictators?" questioned a small man, his curly brown hair bouncing around his eyes that were widened with surprise.

"No," assured Kaia.

"No undead children?" asked a woman with a sharp voice, adjusting the vines wrapping thoroughly throughout her hair. Her green eyes pierced the young woman.

Kaia shook her head, looking almost miserable.

"Are you sure that there aren't any cities that want to exact revenge upon… anyone?" another voice pleaded.

"No!" Kaia fiercely said, standing up, her dress swishing with silken noises, but much more impressive and lulling than any finery in palaces. "Not anything that would keep our attention for more than a few moments."

"Kaia, sit down!" ordered a young woman to the right of the man who had first spoken. Her voice was gentle but filled with authority, and Kaia reluctantly obeyed, glaring at those staring at her.

"Damnit, Yue, I won't have you giving people commands!" exclaimed a man on the other end of the circle. Blue light crackled around him, and electricity surrounded him, making his fiery eyes and temper seem heightened. "You just got here!"

Yue sent him a look, but he didn't wither at all. She had yet to get used to the face that these companions were not as easily intimidated as the ones she had used to be with. He continued heatedly, "La help me, but I wish she were back. She knew her place, and she kept to it!"

"La was murdered by a man with your bending powers, Dezo, on purpose, with murderous intentions. La did not mean for any of that to happen." A man with a calm, relaxing tone of voice, sitting on a throne made of shifting water.

"You stay out of this, Tui! I don't need any of your water tribe talk. Just keep Yue were she belongs and I won't bother her any more. But until she learns who she is, she's going to need reminders," his voice was scathing.

A woman, one of the youngest there, grinned heartily. "Ooh great, another idiotic fight! Spoiled water tribe princess against hot-headed, cocky, lightning man. This could be interesting."

The man who had first spoken gave her a look and said quietly, "That will be enough from you, Karhani. Don't you have enough on your hands with all of the tricks people are trying to get you to pull?"

"Yeah, well maybe I'd have an easier time with that, Ouranos, if you'd make me the full goddess of choices!" she shot back hotly, crossing her arms.

Ouranos looked scandalized, "Are you crazy? No ones life would ever be the same. Minor, minor is fine for you, Karhani."

Gaia snapped her fingers. The old woman's eyes were full of wisdom, matched only by Ouranos's himself. "This is silly," although her age was long, she was still sharp as a pin, and her eyes snapped around at everyone. "Stop acting like humans, will you? We came here to make a plan, and that is what we will do,"

Ouranos nodded thankfully. "We know our problem, and we need to find a solution. Any suggestions?"

Karhani giggled, "Now this is my type of thing!"

Kaia gave her a look that Karhani grinned in response to and put her chin in her hands, thinking deeply.

Saneo smiled, his invisible chair shimmering as he came up with an idea. "Well, we're bored, why don't we just choose some people to play with? Ha, I already know a bunch of things that I could do to them." His gray eyes flashed dangerously.

"Don't be absurd!" cried Kaia. "Are you suggesting that we travel from the spirit world to the natural world? We can die, contrary to popular opinion. La was proof of that, life lived in full," she intoned the last part, what the gods said when talking of one departed.

"Of course not!" Saneo crossed his arms, glaring at the young girl. "I'm talking about bringing them here. We could put them in a bunch of different situations, test them. Sure, the journey into the spirit world wouldn't be pleasant for them, but they would survive. We could put them back after making a deal with them, or something." He shrugged.

Most were seriously considering this. They nodded slowly, small smiles forming on some of their faces.

Yue glanced around, distressed. How could they do that to someone? She knew what it was like to be a human, and she knew what it was like to feel the gods meddle in your life, she had seen people touched by them. It didn't look very pleasant, and she didn't want to put that onto anyone else. The moon spirit shared a worried look with Tui.

Ouranos stood up. "It's decided," he told them, voice echoing all though there was nothing for it to echo off of.

Dezo's eyes were eager, and he leaned to the side, whispering to the woman with the sharp voice. She smiled and nodded, agreeing with him.

Yue turned to Ouranos. In her eyes was the moon and her touch was light and caressing, softly, almost as though it wasn't there. She looked up at him with pleading eyes, her white hair shining in the light that radiated from where they were gathered.

"Ouranos, are you sure that this is the best way to fix this problem?" she asked softly.

He smiled kindly down at her. "Of course. Nothing terrible will happen to them, and if it does," he shrugged, "People can be replaced."

Yue lurched back, horrified. But she should have expected it. What were people to the gods but little things that they watched over, gave gifts to, or shunned? There was nothing special about them that could touch their hearts.

There was only one person who was important to them, and that was the Avatar. All others were just people, rich, poor, bending, no bending, kind, mean. They were all the same to them.

Dezo leaned forward eagerly, "Who should we pick for our little game?" he asked, voice oily and disgusting. Yue made a face when he wasn't looking, dignity forgotten. Tui saw this and hid a smile behind his hand. Kaia rolled her eyes at Yue's immaturity, and Karhani was leaning forward with Dezo.

They all gazed at the world, listening and looking.

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"I didn't want this, I didn't want any of this!" raved a boy who could be no older than sixteen. He was pacing around the place, which happened to be a giant bison's saddle. He stopped himself from staring over the edge. His brown wolftail bounced almost comically, and his blue eyes were furious.

"I didn't want to travel around the world, my life was fine! A warrior in my village, protecting everyone else, a simple life. No… no bending, no huge wars, no giant flying monster and no Earth Kings!" he roared, pointing an accusing finger at the man in question.

Watching his rant was a group of odd people, most of them children. A small girl in green with long black hair pulled up, but bangs hanging in her eyes, was listening with an amused look on her face. Her eyes were a very pale green, and she lay on the makeshift saddle easily.

Another was a tall girl with dark skin and blue eyes. Her face was one of annoyance, and her arms were crossed over her chest. Her blue robes swished in the wind along with her long braid and hair loops, and her graceful fingers brushed carelessly along her waterskin, wondering whether she should hit her brother over the head with a piece of ice.

A young boy near her watched his friend, an "is he insane?" look plastered upon his features. He had blue arrows on his bald head, along his arms, and his legs. He was always smiling, gray eyes twinkling, although right now he was staring. His yellow and orange clothes were unique among the people, since he was the one and only airbender left in the world.

Two men were on the bison as well. One was, indeed, and Earth King, dressed in all his green finery and flinching at the young man's harsh words. He sat through it all without saying anything.

The other was a very dark-skinned man with a long white beard. His clothes were very loose and baggy, and he looked all arms and legs, no fat or muscle on his body at all. But he had a kindness about him, and he had helped Aang master the Avatar State.

Aang was the Avatar, the last airbender left in the world. Right now, he and the people on his bison were flying to the North Pole, the bring news of the solar eclipse to Chief Arnook there, because fortunately, the North Pole had not been taken over by the Fire Nation, like Ba Sing Se had been.

This was causing stress for Sokka more than even Aang, for a couple of reasons. The Fire Nation seemed to be gaining control everywhere, and he felt like he was fighting a losing battle. The journey to the North Pole was a long one, and they wanted to get there as fast as possible, so they were flying as much as they could, and resting little. The food was being rationed very carefully, and Sokka felt that he was being deprived of food. Last, but definitely not least, was that the North Pole was where he had fallen in love with a princess, Yue, but she had died to become the moon spirit.

"Stupid people, stupid Avatar, stupid Fire Nation! I can't live like this anymore, I have to stay somewhere, this is going to drive me crazy! I didn't want to have too much weight on my shoulders! To top it all off, we have to find you a firebending teacher, and-" he was pulled down into a sitting position by his sister, who looked murderous.

"Sokka, shut up! If it's bad for you, imagine how Aang feels! Besides all that, he's got a hole in his back! If he can deal with it, so can you! Also, you're hurting people's feelings…" she nodded at the Earth King, who blinked and gave a watery smile.

Sokka looked at him with an expression that could only be disgust, and scooted backwards, sulking. He wanted to reach for the food back, but didn't. It looked seriously depleted, and Katara had slapped his hand with his own boomerang last time.

Aang gave a sigh of relief, "Wooh, glad that's over!" he smiled at his traveling companions.

Toph grunted, "Tell me about it! My ears were practically bleeding. He sounded like a baby. Even his voice, which still cracks," she added loudly, for Sokka's benefit.

The warrior glared at the young earthbender, but didn't reply. It was true, his voice did still crack. Katara had teased him about it before, and now it seemed that Toph had picked up the habit, although that was to be expected.

The Guru opened one eye from his meditating position and patted Appa, "You're doing so well, " he told him softly, completely oblivious to the scene going on around him. He hadn't moved an inch during Sokka's long-winded and angry speech.

"Scary, isn't he?" asked he Earth King, leaning over the side with the Guru. Guru Patik said nothing, but went back to meditating.

The king gave him an odd look, and tried to copy his movements, slow breaths and such. Katara nudged Aang and pointed this out; the two of them giggled at the sight.

Toph closed her eyes and listened to the wind rushing by above her head. "This is going to be a long ride," she muttered, before drifting off to sleep.

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The four of them were sitting at a table; just the four of them. Three girls and one guy. This might sound tempting, if the situation had been a bit different, and if the boy was a completely different person.

Firstly, one of the girls was his sister. They had hated each other to no end up until recently, when their relationship, if not becoming friendly, was definitely more… lax. Secondly, the other two girls were Azula's best friends, and they had joined her in hunting him down, again, until recently.

Zuko was still wary around them, and he couldn't help but think about his uncle, locked away in a cell, being chased by the three girls, his younger self repeating "Azula always lies." He knew that she was their father's puppet, and probably hadn't stopped being so.

But the pull of his honor, his father's love, was too strong.

"Wine, brother?" Azula asked easily, pouring a glass for her older sibling anyway. He looked at her suspiciously before taking it. Her grin widened; in Zuko's opinion, she looked like a vampire.

"No need to be suspicious, dear brother, we're on the same side now." It was true, and the words sounded sincere, but the tone that she said it in, underneath the layers of sugar seemed to be poison.

Zuko growled silently. She was too good at this. He couldn't tell whether she meant it or not.

The other two girls sat beside them. One was wearing black and dark red. Her nails were black as well, and she wasn't smiling. Her pale face was striking in contrast with her silky black hair. She sat next to Zuko, eating lazily and listening.

The other girl was the complete opposite. Bubbly and pink, she could never stop talking or moving. Her smile reached from ear to ear, and sometimes that could send shivers down Zuko's spine just as much as Azula did.

In reply to his sister's comment, he took a slow sip of the wine and quickly put it back down on the table as though burned.

A small frown formed on Azula's lips, and she said, "Oh, I'm hurt, Zuko. Why would I have need to kill you?"

He flinched. For some reason, her words seemed unfinished. 'Yet,' his brain supplied for him.

Ty Lee looked at Azula, "So, what are we going to do now Azula? We've taken over the city, but are we going to let the people know that the Fire Nation now rules them? The Dai Lee aren't new, so they won't suspect anything."

Mai nodded, "We will, but later, not right away. We need to win more people to our side in secret first." She felt one of her blades beneath her robe and smiled slightly.

Azula gave Mai a look that could have cut glass. "I believe that question was directed towards me, Mai. However, you are correct. We will eventually let it be known, especially once the Fire Lord sends in more Fire Nation troops to reinforce the Dai Lee. We can handle anything."

Zuko sat in silence through this, his mind going back to his uncle. He couldn't help but feel that he had betrayed Iroh, even though Azula had assured him that Iroh had betrayed him. But since when did he trust Azula?

He took a hesitant bite of his meat, but put his fork down. Food wasn't top on his list of 'To Do' things.

My honor…

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"Hmmm…" Kaia opened her eyes. They returned to their normal, non-fuzzed-over state. "What about we choose those who are affecting the war? What we do to them might change the outcome. Then we might have more fun."

The other gods nodded at this proposal. "I'm saying…" she paused and checked again. "Aang, the Avatar. His companions. The four in the palace at Ba Sing Se. Only the children though, the adults would be more able to handle the situations." She stopped again, thinking, but nodded. "That's it… for now."

"Then it's settled," Gaia said formally. "We bring them to us tomorrow for the start of 'our little game'."

Yue's face was the picture of horror. They were even going to bring Aang?! But he was the Avatar! Oh, how she wished she could stop this.

Apparently, Tui shared her worries, and they exchanged another look. But what could they do, against all of the other gods?

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Author's Notes:

Please review! I'd like to know what you think. I already know what I think, but I'm not psychic. I don't even know if that works over the internet. -tries and fails- Nope. Not working.

I hope I did a good job of varying the types of gods and goddesses, and they don't seem too Mary-Sue or Gary-Stu like. Sorry if they do, and please tell me. I always imagined Tui to be a guy, I mean, why should all water gods be girls? So I made Tui a guy.

I couldn't remember whether the Guru was on Appa at the season finale or not, and I couldn't find it on You Tube! -is distressed- But since I figured time had passed, because they had made a makeshift saddle, they had picked him up to help Aang further along with his Avatar State. There you have it- my logic.

Please read and review!