Chapter 1: To hear a baby cry
A/N: Okay, I've had this idea for a REALLY long time... it was originally supposed to take place during the Second World War... if I decide to carry the story on, if I don't it can take place in any time. Try to figure out the story, because I didn't.
Toph was accustomed to her sister's tears. She was accustomed to her sister after a year and a half of the baby's life. After a while it never bothered her, except this time.
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The fire began outside. The flames climbing up the large wall, burning the wooden support beams of the Bei Fong estate. It was by pure fate that Toph wasn't in the house. She was with Sokka, walking by her house at sunset. They heard to wall collapse. Her mother scream. Her father yell. And her sister cry. Men wearing red and black uniforms ran into the house. Toph felt them nod. She heard them speak ever so harshly.
"They're dead."
Toph heard her sister cry louder.
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Sokka grabbed her scrawny arm with one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other to protect his lungs from the suffocating air. "Don't go in there, Toph!" he pulled her close to his chest, not caring how much smoke caused him to cough. Sokka held her tighter as she continued to struggle.
"She's still there..." Toph choked on air, her knees buckling as she continued to cough, her hands trembled as they tried to pry Sokka away from her- to let her get inside the house.
"No, Toph," he whispered into her ear his voice hoarse as he struggled to pulled her farther away from the fire.
"They're going to kill her Sokka! If I don't go in..." her coughs prevented her from saying anymore.
"No, Toph. I won't let you do such a thing like that," Toph continued to struggle against his powerful grip, "I already lost my sister, my mother, and perhaps my father-"
"BUT SHE'S GONNA DIE," Toph continued to choke, cough, and attempt to pull away.
"And I won't lose you."
Suddenly, Toph stopped struggling.
Suddenly, the crying got louder within the silence.
And suddenly, the crying stopped.
A/N: I really don't know if I'll continue this... maybe I will, just not now... I'm having a temporary block with Once Upon a December.