Author's Note: Hello again, everyone. This fic has a funny story behind it, I think I'll tell you.
This was actually a dream I had last night, but since I'm seeing it in my mind in a dream, this is going to be a bit difficult to put into word form. Funny thing is, this dream was actually about Bella and Edward from Twilight, but seeing as I don't write Twilight fics, I morphed it into an Avatar fic.
Remember, this may always be better in my mind with Twilight characters, but this, I think, is going to be a pretty good fic.
I could say a lot more, but here's just the info: This is after the finale. Enjoy! R&R, I wanna hear what you think. And, lastly, this is a multi chap story. I promise to update frequently.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender. I do own this dream, though, I think...Ha-ha.
Aang and the gaang were sitting outside, in the warm stirring air. The sun was shining luminously around them. Aang was flicking a butterfly around with his airbending, like he did so many times. The rest of the gaang was playing a game together. MoMo came over to Aang, and sat beside him, looking into the distance.
"Whatsup, buddy?" he asked the lemur. MoMo made a cooing noise, then lay his head down on Aang's lap. Aang shrugged and returned to watching the game and playing with a butterfly.
Suddenly, Aang rose quickly in a form of airbending. He saw a large, black, machine-like thing just cross into the forest they had in front of them.
"What is it, Aang?" Ty Lee asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Oh, nothing, I'm sure. I just saw something in the forest," he sighed, returning to the game. Ty Lee shrugged, and smiled at her winning game.
"There it is again!" Aang said, leaping up and pointing into the forest.
"I see it too, Aang," Katara informed him, her voice equally concern and worry.
"Hm. I don't," Sokka said, taking his turn on the board game. Aang cast a glance at Katara.
"Should we go look around a bit?" he asked. This needed attention, whatever it was.
"Maybe," she replied, nodding her head. Aang agreed and turned to the gaang.
"We'll be right back. Sorry to interrupt," he said. They all shook their heads, and returned to playing, as Aang and Katara got themselves into something they may not be able to get out of.
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Katara was tagging a little behind Aang, finding her way through the forest a bit more difficultly. They had already passed the slimmer forest area near their house, but saw the thing again. So they darted across the only non-tree area in the forest, into the thicker, possibly more dangerous forest.
"Do you see it, Katara?" Aang called over his shoulder, waiting for her to catch up.
"No, not really. Aang, why did we come here?"
"Maybe it needed help?" he suggested. But they both knew it was to make sure the gaang was still safe in their home.
Suddenly, so suddenly there was no time to bend it away, the machine-like thing came out of nowhere, this time directly in front of Aang. He now saw it looked like a tank, except black in color, and no missiles or weapons anywhere. Then, the top opened and a man came out. He was dressed in all black, looking like a prisoner almost.
Instead of talking, he grinned maliciously and jumped over the edge of the machine. He grabbed Aang's arm, and Aang tried to bend him away, just wanting to talk, not to fight.
"I don't want to fight you," Aang repeated those words once again. It felt weird. Almost like returning to the past.
"Oh, I know," the man replied. His voice was deep, raggedy, and sounded tortured almost. He had the sound of someone who had smoked for forty years.
Aang's bending actually did not work on the man. He tried everything, but earth just hurt him, fire just burnt him, water just soaked him, and air didn't push him away.
"Silence your powers for once, child," he said, edgy. Aang stopped bending for a split second, and in that time, the man went to Katara, grabbed her arm, and pulled them both viciously into the machine.
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Inside the machine looked completely different from the exterior. It was all a dark brown, and looked almost like a mini-room, not the inside of a tank.
It looked like a den, with a small desk in the corner, hard wood floors, and the rest was havoc. No where to sit, just wooden floor and a desk.
"Woah. Okay, so just tell us what's going on here," Aang said, eyeing the small desk in the corner. The man didn't even look at him, just sat at his desk, not looking anywhere. Katara felt different. Not scared, yet afraid, and not concerned, yet worried.
"Fine," the man said.
"Go on," Katara urged him. He turned in his seat, and looked them straight in the eye.
"I need workerbees and who better to ask than the Avatar and his girlfriend?" the man replied. Aang had no way to say no, so he nodded and tried to look convinced. Since he was the Avatar, there was no way to no, even if they still felt there was another reason he had them.
Truthfully, there was no reason to feel afraid, or life threatened.
Until...
A/N: I know, sorry, major cliffhanger.. I'll update so soon, though, I promise. Believe me, there's a lot more to this dream than just that.
So, did you like it?
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--Regan of PxP
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