A/N hey my second attempt at this, Different genre then my last same writing style. For some good star wars check out my other fanfict
And always please pm hate! The pyro "Hello!" he shouted, as he looked through the dust as he created a fire in his hand. Being a fire bender came with the typical spits and curses but never has this happened. "Damn you earth benders! Last time I trust one of you!" he shouted in exhaustion. A faint reply came through the rubble "suck a rock!" this was not what he wanted on a Monday. He simply sat on a rock and did what any other miss understood man with self-esteem issues after their nation suffered a humiliating defeat at war. He rethought his life of course.
As he thought he remembered enlisting it was his 18th birthday this was his gift 8hrs of waiting in line for 8mins of questions and 10s of excitement or 10yrs of depression. Then through the years through the ranks to the frontlines to storming a city, guarding p. to burning the enemy before he could surrender. Using his training since he was 10yrsold, he was wearing his armor the highest he got. "Two weeks" he mocked remembering his due promotion to general then everything changed when he banged his superior's daughter. "I swear she led me on sir!" he exclaimed when he found them together nude. That's when he got his burn scar on his arm never spoke to her again as for unknown/un-official reasons discharged.
He was glad as months later some kid they called the avatar killed his boss in some icy town in the north. He was assigned to that he remembered "oh old Phil he'll give that little queer airbag avatar a walloping" his army friends cheered. The memories he was only 30yrs old but felt 50. He chuckled him taking down what turned out to be his friends' downfall. Of course for being discharged he was disowned by his family "ten generations of military perfection! You ruined it!" his dad exclaimed as he sent Philip running out the door with $10,000 (or whatever their currency is put that in the review please ;) in his pocket. He remembered traveling city to city at first saluted thanked as he wore his battle gear armor, sword, and his uniform. Alas he soon became known as the bum. As he ventured further out he met a kind lady who wanted to share her knowledge before death. So he learned a second element, water. So as you can imagine water wasn't scarce but food was.
He has made his living on hunting rare and dangerous animals and giving tours of the beautiful mountains he truly loved it in war he never had time to take in the beauty before he burned it down. As memories grew thin and more recent he wished he had taken the time for earth bending class in the army. They taught it so you could get out of a bind deflect a rock maybe. Or even "Get yourself out of a fucking cave!" he shouted now thinking aloud. "Dammit Thar you're going crazy!" realizing he was now talking to himself "ahh!" he ran doing every kick on the rock wall he learned banging the blunt of his sword against the boulders. Until he screamed "GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" then he heard a voice "hello down there, we heard the crash and came running, do you need assistance!" the man shouted Philip then replied "what do you think mister!"
Suddenly a gap formed he said ecstatic "yes, yes! There right there! Gap widens yes! Thank you so much!" he said as he climbed through the sizeable hole "thank yo-"it was a man in uniform not of any nations but of the rebellion that thought fire benders needed "due punishment" which was turned into a slave for years or raping if a women, but for soldiers death. Philip proceeded to lunge to the right but into more soldiers these soldiers in armor it was apparent the man in uniform was the leader. He drew his sword he was the best in his regiment but these two where of course earth benders and with one move a baseball sized rock hit him square in the face and an axe was at his throat. "Again?" he replied almost bored of the rock suckers as he used to call them ruining his day.