ZUTARA MADDNESS! Everything you've ever known about Zutara plot, is about to change. In memory of Ashton 1990-2006, no flames.
Reincarnated: Believing in the Impossible.
In Memory of Ashton. 1990-2006
I had a good friend named Ashton who died a short while ago, he was a big avatar fan and he told me that he had an idea for a story, but he wanted me to write it, seeing he couldn't do it himself. So here is Ashton's story in my view. Please no Flames, on this story. It would be like insulting him.
Love and Peace.
-Natasha
(PS Ash died before Toph aired so she won't be in the story.)
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Chapter One: Who Are We?
"This is ridiculous!" I said rolling my eyes.
"Awh. Come on, it could be fun!" called Jess doing a little skip as we walked down the temple's parking lot.
"Yeah, you never know." Ashton said, nudging me in the ribs. I shot him an angry look, hoping that looks could actually kill.
Or maybe daggers could fly out of them, or he'd just magically ketch fire.
Yeah, that'd be good, just one, two, three and presto, an Ashton flambé.
"See you kids at the house!" Keith called and drove away in his van. Keith has to be the coolest adult over forty that I know. Sure, he has some metal issues and he believes that shooting and driving should be an Olympic sport, but hey, who doesn't.
"What time is it?" asked Tim as we entered the Buddhist temple.
"4 o' clock." Ashton answered looking down at his wristwatch.
Tim gasped in surprise.
"What?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"No wonder I'm so hungry,"
Jess shook her head and snorted a laugh.
"No Tim." I said. "You're hungry because you're not done growing."
"Unlike you." Said Ashton, a huge grin spread across his face.
I took this opportunity to punch him in the gut.
"Ahhw." He moaned.
Jess's eyes widened in surprise as Tim laughed heartily, and I threw my hair back as if I had done nothing more then put on a pair of shoes. She was new to our pack, and she didn't really know our ways yet.
"Why are you always offended when someone says something about your height?" Jess asked as Ashton striated up and we started walking again.
"Natasha is afraid that most people think she's weak because she's short and, well… you know." Tim said.
"Shut up, skid." I said.
"What does that even mean?" asked Ashton.
"Shut up?" I said. "It means be quiet."
"No." he said. "Skid, what dose it mean?"
"The skid marks on your underwear." Answered Tim.
"That's grotesque!" said Jess, but smiled all the same.
"I agree." Said Ashton but did not smile.
The four of us looked around the large temple. Large sculptures of people or animals lined the walls in marble stone. Silks hung from the ceiling and a thick layer of smoke filled the air. I felt my asthma start up, but refrained as hard as I could from coughing.
"Hello young ones. How my I help you?" a voice from behind us called. We turned around and looked at an old bald man who was wearing robes.
Jess spoke first. "We're looking for a place where we can study the Buddhist teachings." She said.
"And why would you want to do that?" asked the monk.
"To become confirmed into our Church we have to learn all of the other faiths. So that we can truthfully decide if Christianity is what we believe in." Ashton answered.
The monk nodded but a glazed look had come over his features. I looked up to Tim who shrugged.
"You're very old." Said the monk, who then looked at us all in turn.
"Excuse me?" said Ash confused.
"You…" he said to Ash and grasped his face. What was going on? Was this guy like having a vision or something? "You are an old soul…" oh god, he's going to tell us all our past lives. "A hero, a warrior, a woman…" Tim snorted in laughter rather loudly. "…of water. A leader who became known as a uniter of the nations, after years of war." The monk released my friends face and looked to Jess. "You… oh how extraordinary! I am honored to be in your presence!" Jess took a step back in fear. "You are the savoir! The one! How amazing that you would be all traveling together!" The monk turned to Tim and also grasped his face. "You were the young water boy from the south who was killed while saving his lover and sister and her lover."
Finally, the monk turned to me, and I slowly made my way to the exit. Hand held out in front of my face. "The Fire Lord…" he whispered. "You helped to end the war, but only until you're lover showed you the way… you owe her you're life." The monk said.
My heart skipped a beat. "Her?" I said. "Don't tell me I was a homo in a past life!"
Tim lost it. Grasping his stomach his head fell forward and his eyes closed, laughing so hard that his whole body shook. I'm not usually very sarcastic, or homophobic, but recently I had found my voice. So saying something like that was unexpected.
"Come on." Said Jess and grasped Ash by the arm, leading us all away from the crazed monk.
"That was weird." Ash said, once we were outside and into the parking lot.
"Beyond weird." Said Jess nodding.
"Polo loco!" said Tim waving a finger in the air. "Hey, you know what this place makes me think of?"
"What?" Asked Jess.
"Chinese Food! Who's up for take out?"
A/N: Don't worry, the next chapter will explain a whole lot more, trust me.