I honestly didn't check if there was anything written like this before, so I apologize for possible repitition. ;; But anyway, I had to write this, the random pleasure I get from writing angsty fics made me. So yeah, here we are in Toph's mind while she's dangling off the airship in the season finale. God, I thought Toph and Sokka could actually die. I would've killed something if they died, but then again they died together, so my reaction probably would've been a little less... brutal. Only after thinking and watching it a few times did I realize that Sokka was the last thing Toph had at that moment and that really... really pained me. So, enjoy. :) Avatar: The Last Airbender, Toph, Sokka and Suki do not belong to me. Reviews are always loved.
My world was in the palm of his hand. It was probably the last thing I would ever see, the last thing I would ever feel unless my body crashed along the side of the airship during my plummet to earth. I could feel Sokka's grip tighten against my wrist. We promised eachother we wouldn't let go, but I knew I couldn't keep that promise. My hand, my sight, my life was slipping from his grasp. I took in the warmth and felt every shake and twitch of his fingers caused by my weight while I could. It was over, wasn't it? Our fingers bent as a last attempt to keep me from falling. His fingers hooked mine and I looked up, tears in my eyes. I was afraid, and I could feel Sokka was afraid too. I knew there was no way I could be pulled up, judging from the way Sokka seemed to hang. There were probably soldiers surrounding him by now; someone was bound to here us yelling to each other. Tears were rolling down my cheeks when I felt my fingers slip the rest of the way, and then there was nothing. The last feeling of Sokka's warm, shaking hand- my last comfort- were gone. I couldn't see anymore, and I couldn't feel anything but the rush of cold air. That was it. All I could do now was scream and fall until the final impact onto the ground far below. I heard a crash and I heard Sokka scream too. He must be falling with me. I reached my arms out, just to check if I could feel his touch one more time. I felt a familiar hand lock onto my wrist the same way it did while I was hanging, a time not more than a few seconds ago despite it feeling like forever ago. I found Sokka, and now the two of us would die together. We, brave and strong fighters for peace, would die. I struggled to whip me tears before I made contact with cold metal. This wasn't the ground. We couldn't have fallen that far in such a short time. I couldn't be alive. I felt Sokka crash against the strange metal savior. I could feel him shift before finally hearing him proclaim that Suki came for us. He pulled me to safer ground inside the airship taken by Suki, feeling the warmth of his hand again, but steadier and stronger this time. I felt safe again, comforted by the fact that his hand guided me through it all.
A/N: I do realize that they didn't have any contact in the air, but I had to throw it in to keep the whole 'his hand is my world' thing going. Review please?