3:05 am - December 8th, 146 AG - Suyin Beifong's Mansion
Zaofu
"Wingman! Come here a second! I have a surprise for you!" Suyin shouted from the living room. Suyin's guests all laughed at 'Wingman's' response.
"I'm not Wingman!" He came running into the room, stopping for only a second to show his cape. Then he ran into Suyin's arms, not paying any attention to the guests that had arrived just then. "I'm Melon Lord Jr.! Ahhh! Unhand me weird woman!" He pouted and struggled to get out of Suyin's arms.
She put the 7 year old down so he could see who arrived for himself. He ran into one certain guest's arms with joy and shouted happily, "Chief Mom Beifong of Republic City!"
Lin laughed at his nickname for her. She was grateful that she had finally gotten to take a few days off to come and see her son. "Hey there big guy. Are you behaving for Auntie Suyin?"
Wingman nodded enthusiastically. "I listen all the time! I have to listen in order to be a great chief like you!"
Everyone laughed. Lin gave Wingman a look of complete adoration. "That's right, Wingman."
Lin chuckled when Wingman glared and pouted at her. She put him down and let him run into his dad. His dad, Tenzin, along with his wife, Pema, both laughed at Wingman's enthusiasm. He told everyone about the awesome things in Zaofu and about his favorite cousin, Baatar Jr.. Wingman talked and talked until he ran out of juice. Then he asked a question that made Tenzin, Pema, Lin, and Suyin give Wingman a sad look.
"Why can't I live with you guys?"
Tenzin sighed as he held his son. He'd had this talk with him every time he came to visit and Wingman understood every word Tenzin said, but just didn't like believing it.
Suyin sat all of them down and helped Tenzin and Lin explain why Wingman couldn't go with them. Wingman ran over to Lin and climbed on her lap as Tenzin started.
"Listen, Aang Jr.," he paused a minute so he could find the right words. "You can't come with us because your mom and I are always busy. Even if you came home with us, you still wouldn't see us as often."
Lin nodded as Aang Jr. cuddled closer to her. "And it's too dangerous Wingman. If the bad guys found out I had a son, they would stop at nothing to get to you. I have to protect you as best as I can. This is the only thing in my, in our, power that we can do right now."
Suyin agreed. "And understand this Aang Jr., we all love you very much. This is why we must protect you."
Wingman sighed and nodded. He didn't want to believe one word, but he knew it was true. Even at this age he was smart enough to know these things. He was a Beifong.
He didn't pay attention to what the adults were saying afterwards, because he was too busy admiring his mom's badge. How hard was it to become chief? Did mom have to badge shine her badge in order to get it that shiny?
He got snapped out of his thoughts when the door to the living room had been slammed open. He and everybody else jumped and almost attacked. Keyword: almost.
"Where's the food?!"
Toph Beifong stomped over to the coffee table and grabbed an apple that was in a bowl. She knew her grandson was there and she acknowledged him.
"Sup' Wingman?" He got off of Lin's lap and ran over to Toph.
"Not much Cranky Grandma Toph!" He said as Toph picked him up. When she did, she grunted.
"You're getting big, Wingman. And I wonder, where do you get all of those nicknames?" Toph hugged him and decided to hold him.
Lin smirked while the others laughed. Suyin shook her head smiling. "Gee, I wonder where he might get them mother?"
For the first time in years, Toph actually smiled. Everyone shook their heads in disbelief as Toph and Wingman started rough housing.
A little bit later, Tenzin carried a very tired looking Wingman to bed. Lin followed closely along while they talked about the upcoming plans for Republic City. Wingman tried his best to listen, but because of his age, he got bored with them talking about politics and boring stuff.
When they finally reached his room, Tenzin put Wingman down and kissed his forehead to wish him a goodnight. "I'll see you tomorrow, my beloved son." Then Tenzin walked out and went to his room.
Lin layed down next to him and told him stories of when she first became a police officer. Then the stories escalated to ones about Avatar Aang and his adventures with Toph, Sokka, and Katara.
She was in the middle of telling him about one of Avatar Aang's training exercises, when Toph burst through Wingman's bedroom door. "I'M MELON LORD! MWAH HA HA!"
Wingman jumped up and copied his (lack of a better word) crazy grandmother. "I'M MELON LORD JR.! RAH HA HA!"
Wingman (or, Melon Lord Jr.) jumped off the bed and landed on Toph's shoulders. They both laughed like wild people while Lin shook her head irritably. "Mom, I'm trying to get him to sleep!"
Toph chuckled and layed her grandson back down. She looked at her daughter and glared, "He's not gonna go to sleep with you telling him boring tales!"
"He's not going to go to sleep if you're being loud and obnoxious!"
"He's not gonna go to sleep if you keep yelling at me!"
And there they went, arguing like five year olds. To their surprise, Wingman was the one to stop them.
"I'm not gonna go to sleep at all if you two can't shut it up!"
Lin looked at him with wide eyes while Toph cracked up. "That's my boy!"
Lin glared at her mother, but didn't say a word.
Suyin came in to see why they were making such a fuss, but when she saw the three of them, she didn't care. She gladly joined them.
The four of them stayed up telling over exaggerated stories way past Wingman's bedtime. But none of them minded. This was close to a once in a lifetime thing for them, and none of them were going to forget this.
A few stories later, Toph decided to hit the hay. "Alright, well I'm gonna go rest up and soak my feet in mud." She turned in the direction of Wingman. "Behave for these knuckle heads, Aang Jr.. You got me?"
Wingman saluted. "Yessir! I will obey and listen to these knuckle heads!" Toph laughed while Lin glared at her and while Suyin sighed and shook her head.
Toph winked at Wingman before walking out. Suyin sighed once again and pecked Wingman's cheek. "Goodnight Aang Jr.. Better rest up Mr.. " Wingman gave her a smile before she left the room.
Lin stayed with him until he went to sleep. He was in the middle of asking a question when he just went poof! Lin gazed at him fondly as he slept, curled up in a ball buried in her side. She rubbed his shoulder for a little while before finally settling in herself. She got up, carefully removing herself from Aang Jr., tucked him in, and retreated to her bedroom.
At 12:00 am, three people dressed in white cloaks broke into Zaofu. They slipped carefully past the guards and slipped into Aang Jr.'s room through the window. One out of the three went over to the little boy and picked him up without stirring him.
"It's time to come with us, my boy. It's time you learn the ways of the Red Lotus."
They slipped out through Wingman's bedroom window again, but slipping out of Zaofu proved to be tough. A guard had happened to be walking by Wingman's window when they slipped out of it. The guard immediately reported the abduction and attacked. When she couldn't get a clean shot, she called for Suyin and the other guards.
"Let my son go!" Lin and Tenzin shouted. They came up to stand beside Suyin and the other guards.
The Red Lotus member holding Wingman, Zaheer, smirked. "Why don't you come and get him Beifong?"
Lin growled and almost bended a huge boulder at him, but then she saw that he had a knife at Wingman's throat. She put the boulder down and growled at Zaheer. Suyin shook her head. "Please, let my nephew go. Your business is not with him!"
Zaheer shook his head and made a tsk tsk noise. "No no no. You see, Aang Jr. has special abilities. He's a multi-bender. He can bend metal, earth, and fire. I've watched him practice and he's quite the master." Zaheer looked at Wingman's sleeping figure. "Did you know that he can also use seismic sense? You see now, he's even more the master when he uses seismic sense because he doesn't need to be on the ground. He can use it while he's in the air, in water, trapped in a tightly closed room, and more. He's special to me. That's why I'm leaving with him tonight."
Everyone wanted to attack, but as long as Zaheer had that knife to Wingman's throat, no one dared make a move. Lin and Tenzin were shaking with worry and fear ate its way through at everyone's hearts. If those people killed Wingman...
Suyin was about to try to reason with them, but then a blinding light pierced through the whole croud. It took a few blinks, but then they were finally able to see again. When Lin looked over to where the Red Lotus members had been standing, they were gone.
Aang Jr. Beifong was gone.
A/N
Hi it's Simba here! First off, I really hope that you'll enjoy this story! Second of all, this story takes place when Tenzin and Lin were in their late 30s. Aang Jr. was was 7 years old in this. This took place 7 years before Avatar Korra was born (which would make him older than her, obviously).
This story is going to be about Wingman's journey. He's a multi-bender that could easily be mistaken as the avatar. His memory had been wiped after he had been abducted by the Red Lotus, but the memory of his mom hadn't fully disappeared. He didn't know his mom's name, but he remembered that she was the Chief of...something.
After a few years of training with the Red Lotus, they taught him their moves and everything. But after Zaheer and the other team members got arrested, he was forced to set out on a journey to find his mom. The first place that came to mind, was Republic City. And he was going to find her no matter what.