Hey there! This is my first FanFiction, so be nice. Hope you enjoy!
A/N: So, I had this idea pop in my head earlier this month reading some other authors' stories. So... I finally was like "Screw it! I can't take it anymore!" and made my own account and started messing around until curfew. I have it done now so read and review!
Me- Aang, would you do the honors of saying the disclaimer?
Aang- Sure! Sammy does not own Avatar: The Last Airbender!
Me-Thanks! Now let's read my story so I can be famous!
Aang- I'm... sure it doesn't work like that...
Me-Sure it does! I should know!
Aang- How?
Me- Not sure exactly...
Anyways! If you love me you would give me a review! *cough*causeimightexplodeifyoudon't*cough*
-*o0o*
Rythem of the Soul
Chapter 1- Runaway train
- *o0o*
She sighed... again. That had to be the One hundreth time she's sighed. That was a sign of deppression, but she knew that. Ever since her mother passed away she'd known she was deppressed.
This was stupid. It's been at least 8 years since Kya died and Katara still never got over her death. For at least 3 years she trapped herself in her room to sulk in her personal pity party. She's pathetic, I'll give you that. But Katara was close with her mother, and it really put a dent in her soul when she thought about that, which was more often then neccesary.
She didn't even go places with her friends anymore, and they all went in different directions with their lives because of that, and Katara made a life-or-death trip to America for business. This dampened her mood furthermore. But to add fuel to the flames they would text, e-mail, and try to call her, but she just ignored them. They obviously didn't take the hint that she wanted to be miserable alone.
But what put the cherry on top was Kya didn't exactly die, she was killed. Back home in Canada. That's part of the reason why they moved.
And really she was a runaway from Canada and there was a raid and Katara was what they wanted and she was only 8 years old and she was scared and her mother protected her and...
Ring Ring
Her train of thoughts was interupted by the phone in the over-sized hallway. She rolled to the side of the bed and let her feet dangle for a second. She put her head in her hands. This was the first time in months she would answer the phone. This probably would have put her career in jeapordy, but she was lucky her manager, Iroh, was happy to take over business while Katara took a vacation.
She looked up and scanned her room. It was huge, maybe a little too huge. She looked on the wall to her left and saw numerous pictures of her friends who she left back in Canada. They would try to call her, but she was a wreck, and they didn't need to know that.
She finally was able to get off her lazy butt and put on her slippers. She dragged her feet to the other side of the room where her door was. She took a glance at the picture of the band, Four Nations, before turning the knob and walking out.
She located the phone in the dining room on the 4th floor, only to realize it was hers. She picked it up and put it to her ear. She wasn't suprised of who called her.
"What's up Toph." Katara croaked in the phone.
Toph snorted,"Did I wake you up this late, Sugar Queen?".
Katara was puzzled, "Late? What Time is it?" She looked up at the clock.
Toph laughed,"It's 2:00 weirdo. Get dressed, and come to the studio."
Katara sighed, again. "We're having a song recorded already? I thought we got that covered for our 5th album. Why are we making another one so soon?".
" 'Cause we're really popular. Look it wouldn't hurt you, or anyone else for that matter, to get up and make some money".
"Is that all you think about?" Katara raised a brow.
"Pretty much. And having stupidly rich parents don't help anything either".
"Whatever"
"COME ON, KAT! PLEASE?!" Toph whined, "We need our lead singer!"
"Fine, Toph. Whatever gets stuff done".
Toph grinned "That's the Katara Waters we know and love".
Katara laughed "Okay I'm coming. Give me..." She looked at her watch, "Twenty minuets''.
"Kay. See ya Kat."
"Bye Toph".
She hung up the phone and set it down.
Katara then walked back up the spiral staircase and to her room. She went to her walk-in closet, and looked around until she came to an outfit. She put on her favorite blue glitter crop top, blue shorts and converse. She walked up to her full-length mirror. When she approved, she put on her silver hoop earings and her mother's chocker necklace. She grabbed her comb and combed her hair. She then put her hair in a messy, long, side fishtail braid that went over her shoulder.
Finally, she grabbed her bag and walked out of her room.
She came down the stairs and went to the living room and saw Sokka on the couch watching TV, and of course eating a slice of Meat-lovers' pizza.
"You coming Sokka?"
"Nope, It's just you, Toph...Yue, and Suki this time. Me, Zuko and the back-up singers don't come in 'till next week. Oh! and Yue wanted me to tell you that they post-poned the tour so you could have," He put his hands up for parenthesis "Girls night."
"How long until the tour now?"
Sokka scratched his chin "Not sure. Haven't told me yet''.
"Alright, well, I'll be back later on, so no being stupid" She scolded.
"Yes MOTHER!"
Katara rolled her eyes at Sokka's immaturity. She then waved bye to Sokka and walked out of the room. She was greeted by Calli, the old head maid, at the front door.
"Hello, Dear!" Calli smiled.
" Hi, Calli!" Katara smiled back. "I'll have to see you later, ma'm, I'm on my way to the studio.
Calli chuckled "You sure do have a determined soul. Good luck!"
"Thanks, See ya, ma'm."
She walked out and down the pathway, to the limo. "To the studio, please!" She told Ray, the driver.
Ray started the vehicle up and started driving "No problem".
-Aang was getting fed up with this customer. Was he trying to send him off the edge of sanity?If so, he needed to go elsewhere, before he gets his whole jaw knocked side ways. Aang really was not one to get physical or lose his temper, but this was insane.
"I don't know...it looks good...but it sort of sounds muffled on this string." The customer said, while inspecting the guitar strings.
"We have plenty of other instruments here, sir. You don't really have that much of a limit." Aang said.
"But this is what I want"
"Well then buy it, sir."
"But this string is muffled."
"Then look at something different!"
"But this is what I want!"
"Then buy it!"
"But it's broken!"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO ABOUT THAT!"
The customer blinked at Aang's outburst. He didn't expect Aang to yell. But I suppose that was because he was oblivous he was being annoying in the first place.
"Sorry, sir. I didn't mean to yell. But do you want the guitar or not?''.
The man sighed "Yes, I do." He dug in his pocket for his wallet and handed Aang two one-hundred dollar bills "Thanks".
"No prob." Aang said, trying to hold in his relieved smile that this man was leaving.
The man walked away...with the guitar...out of the shop and out into the afternoon sun.
He stopped when he noticed two young girls walking into the shop he just came out of. One had sapphire eyes, tanned skin, and was averaged height with long loose chocolate curls that framed her face,which was smooth, difined and pretty, while the rest was in a side fishtail-braid. The other was tall, had an auburn bob, and was pale and had buetiful indigo eyes.
He walked up to them and stopped them before they could open the door. They looked extremely familiar.
"Hey, you girls might wanna be cautious, the young man in there has a short temper".
The girls looked at each other then at the man. "Ok, thanks for the heads up sir, we'll be sure to remember. Come Katara, we have to get a micrphone, two guitars and some AMP cables." The auburn girl said to the other. They then went in, right when the man realized who he just was talking to.
Katara and Suki walked into the shop giggling slightly. They set off towards the back of the fairly large shop looking for the stuff they needed. They found the microphone and AMP cables and was now looking at the guitars. Katara found a guitar that was made from white wood and had blue swirls along the edges. She looked at it in awe. It was buetiful.
"Suki, come on! It doesn't take that long to find a guitar. I found one, now hurry up. We're already late as it is. Toph's gonna ground us to pulp if we're too late...again." Katara said.
"Just a second...'' Suki said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
Katara huffed and went back to inspecting the instrument in her hand. She turned it around and saw it said Made in Bajing.
' Interesting... I never heard of any guitars being made there.'
She turned it back around and plucked a few strings. It was already tuned! She walked up to the front desk to see someone hunched over under the counter.
"Hello?" She said.
Bump!
"Ouch..." A young man with pale skin, dark brown hair, and was wearing a beanie with a blue arrow which was now off because he was rubbing the back of his head, popped up from behind. She looked at his eyes and what she saw amazed her. They were a stormy silver color...they were different...they were gorgeous.
"Hi" She said with a small smile.
"Hey...sorry 'bout that. What can I do for ya?" He said.
"Well I was wondering about this guitar. It looks so exotic, and it was made from Bajing. I didn't know guitars came from there."
"...Oh!" He didn't register she was talking to him until she finished."Yeah! Guitars are made everywhere really. And we get instrument shipping orders from all over the planet, all the time! So your bound to find some exotic stuff in here." He said.
"Cool!" Katara said. She propped it up and started playing Smoke on the Water (A/N: Yes this song is old, but it rocks!)
We all came to Montruex
On the lake Geneva shoreline,
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, Fire in the sky
Smoke on the water!
They burned down the gambling house,
It died with an awful sound
and Flunky Claude ran in and out
Pulling kids to the ground
When it was all over
We had to find another place,
But swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race,
By now a crowd had gathered by the front desk, and everyone was either singing or clapping along with the pop star.
Smoke on water, Fire in the sky
Smoke on the water!
We ended up at th Grand Hotel
It was empty, cold, and bare
But with the Rolling truck stone thing just outside
Making our music there,
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget
Suki had finally picked a green guitar, but then noticed rock music from the front of the shop. She stopped when she saw Katara rocking around and smiled, remembering the old song herself.
Smoke on the water, Fire in the sky
Smoke on the water!
Smoke, Smoke burnin' it down
Fire in the sky
Smoke, Smoke burnin' it down
Fire, Fire in the sky!
Everyone cheered and rooted her name. Katara was panting from adreneline and had a huge goofy grin on her face.
Aang was totally lost.
Anyone would notice the distinct way Katara Waters plays a song, and that was what he witnessed just now. She was incredible! He felt stupid for not noticing who she was from the start.
"That was...AMAZING!" Aang exclaimed. " I haven't heard that song since I was a kid!''.
"Thanks!" Katara said,"Now... how much for it?" She asked.
"That'll be...He looked down at a sheet of paper taped tp the desk top"... $150.
She handed him $300. "Keep the change" she said while walking out of the store.
"That girl..." Suki mumbled to herself while piling everything on the counter top.
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I PROMISE more kataang in the next chapter, but this was to introdce the characters and the storyline. Luv ya!
-Sam Ivy