A/N: Thanks to all of you reviewing! I would like to say that this little five-part story does follow Aang's mother, and how she watches over Aang. It's written in a style I've never quite tried before--so don't flame me for the short descriptions or whatever--it's just something short and simple I've been wanting to do. And the fifth part will be a complete oneshot, not little thingies like here. Either way, enjoy ^_^
Roku's voice floated in her ear. Her eyes opened, and she sat up.
"Aang is in the South Pole. Would you like to see him?"
She smiled. Her son was alive.
"Yes."
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Aang was a lively spirit. As a ghost she watched him make friends with a Water Tribe girl and boy, and went penguin sledding with them.
He also let his curiosity and free-spiritedness get the best of him. He and the little girl, Katara her name was, explored the dangerous inside of an ancient Fire Nation ship. They nearly trapped themselves in.
Had her son not been an airbender, the two would have never made it out alive.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and noticed a Fire Nation ship on the water. It was moving quickly towards the village, and an angry-looking man stood mercifully at the front. A hideous scar had been pressed into the left side of his face.
She choked as she realized that the young man was thwarted on capturing and killing her son, the Avatar.
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Aang and the burned young man met up and clashed many times. She came to know his name as Zuko, Prince of the Fire Nation, and longed to intervene and punish him. On top of that, there was another man desperate to end the life of her son. He was named Zhao.
And though there were many times that she pleaded to Roku to allow her to intervene, the old Avatar held her back. She panicked when Zhao had captured Aang.
"Do something!" She had cried out to Roku, and had clung on anxiously to his robes. "Please, or let me do something! Aang can't die!"
"I'm sorry. I cannot." Roku hung his head. "The choice of life and death has never been in my control… and look down there."
She dared to look. There was someone vaguely familiar running to free Aang, a blue mask upon his face. He brandished broadswords. After the escape, she followed him to his campsite.
She was shocked to discover that the blue-masked man had been Zuko.
But she was also grateful.
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She felt his insecurity when Katara and Sokka's dad's friend met up. She badly longed to wrap her arms around him and tell him that she still loved him, that she still cared for him.
She was heavily disappointed in him when he intercepted the message to his friends' father's whereabouts, and did not give it to them.
Shame, apparently, was also in her son.
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The North Pole was cold and icy, but she followed him there. She herself had never been to such a magnificent, snowy place, and would marvel at it just as he did.
When the Fire Nation came to attack while he was asleep in the Avatar State, she didn't know whether to thank Zuko for taking him out of the incoming danger, or scold him for being foolish and walking into a blizzard. But the Water Tribe friends that Aang had made were true and rescued the both of them… even when Zuko was their enemy.
The Fire Nation had nearly destroyed the wintry city. But what was more important, she realized, was the spirits that protected and ruled the moon. Zhao had been after them; Tui and La. Had it not been for her son the Avatar, the spirits would no longer exist. He sent Zhao to the bottom of the ocean.
And then he had made another friend by the name of Princess Yue. She offered herself up to be the new moon spirit. When the ivory-haired girl looked at her, she said,
"You should be proud. Aang is a very brave boy."