A/N Sorry this is a day late, I started school the day this was due and I touched a computer maybe once that day. So, here it is, Day 2: Smoke and Mirrors.

Disclaimer: I don't own ATLA.


Kataang Week Day 2: Smoke and Mirrors

"Welcome, welcome, one and all!" The lights dimmed as the stage lit up. My eyes widened with fascination as colors swirled together and danced in front my eyes. I looked at Aang beside me and smiled, seeing he was having as much fun as I was.

I don't know how he convinced me to come with him here, to a magicians show. A magician's show with the spookiest title I had ever heard.

"Smoke and Mirrors"

The name didn't bring down my excitement though. It only heightened it. It was great.

For the next thirty minutes, I watched as bunnies mysteriously appeared out of top hats, scarves were pulled out of sleeves, and all sorts of other tricks of this trade.

Suddenly, the excitement and the lights dimmed, and the magician stood in front of. "And now, I will need a volunteer from the audience." Aang and I glanced at each other for a split second before raising our hands in the air. After searching though the hands, the sleight-of-hand master pointed straights towards Aang. "You, the kid with black hair, come on up." Aang grinned as he ran up to the stage.

Once there, the magician asked Aang some questions to stall time, his name, age, boring stuff like that. Suddenly he smiled. "OK then, I will have to ask you to get in this box right here." Behind Aang there appeared a black coffin-like box. Aang obeyed the command, and got inside.

I had seen this trick before, and knew that Aang really wouldn't disappear, so, with the audience, I played along with the act.

"Now, he will disappear!" The doors to the box opened, and Aang "disappeared." The doors were shut once again. "And now, he will return!" The doors opened…and Aang was not there.

The performer laughed. The audience laughed as well, we thought it was part of the act. "Let's try that again." He shut the doors. "Now, he will appear!" The doors opened again…and Aang was not there

Murmurs swept throughout the spectators, as the trick failed. The magician went towards backstage, and whispered something, but he forgot to shut off his mike. "Hey, do you know where the kid is?"

That did it. Murmurs soon turned to loud conversations. And outrage, scandalous…at least that's what came out of their mouths.

And I just sat there, transfixed, with thinking the worst. "Aang is gone….Aang is gone…"

I held my head, as I was feeling sick, when suddenly the back doors opened in slam. Someone silhouetted by the light outside came forward, and laughed. "Everyone miss me?" laughter rang though the halls as the silhouette revealed himself.

Aang.

He came towards me and sat down. His smile disappeared at the look on my face. "Katara…I'm sorry." He mumbled, and he really meant it.

And all I could think of asking was. "How did you do it?"

Aang grinned once again. "Smoke and Mirrors, Katara. The art of illusions…"


A/N I don't like this one as much actually, it doesn't flow well. Oh well, I'll post day three in a second.