Book One: Water
Chapter Three: The Blue Spirit and The Fortuneteller
The Blue Spirit
Third person POV
"Absolutely not," a short bearded man states from his watch tower, eyes glued on his Yu Yan archers and guards that make sure that their skills are up to absolute par. On of them shoots his arrow, and then another two follow shortly after. Easily do they each hit the same exact spot, the second splitting the first arrow, and the third doing the same to the second. Perfect aim a usual. The others behind him follow his example and test their skills. "The Yu Yan archers stay here. Your request is denied, Commander Zhao". At this man's side another Fire Nation firebender, a man the Blue Spirit knows well.
"Please reconsider, Colonel Shainu. The Yu Yan archers are known for their precision and using them as guards is wasting their skills and talent," Zhao insists.
"They're my archers and I can do whatever I want with them; my say goes," the Colonel states firmly.
"But my search for the Avatar-"
"Is nothing but a vanity play! We're fighting a real war here, and I need all my men," the shorter man states.
"But-"
"Not another word of it, Commander," Shainu grounds out, and Zhao growls lowly in his throat.
From the sky comes a messenger hawk, which lands on the Colonel's arm and waits for the message to be taken before hopping off as trained. Shainu's eyes widen and Zhao looks over his shoulder all too easily.
"Orders from the Fire Lord...," he smirks. Things are in his favor now, "Looks like I've been promoted to Admiral. My request, is now an order," Zhao states. He smiles to himself as the now lower ranked man bows, and leaves his sight.
From on top of the watch tower is a being wearing a blue mask and a black body suit. They had been listening in the whole time. Finding that they know all that they need to, they leave just as silently as they had come.
Legion's POV
I groan as the chains that hold me to the wall rattle when I move my limbs. Damn, that was a hard hit to the head. Mother fucker got me good and off guard. I can see perfectly fine as I open my eyes; it's dark out, and I'm all alone save for the two men that guard my jail cell. How exactly did I end up like this? Well...Damn Katara and Sokka decided to go ahead and get sick from that storm that happened a few days ago. First it was Sokka, and then it was Katara. I myself am safe, as my darkness keeps my immune system strong.
FLASHBACK
Coughing can be heard from the Water Tribe boy as he's huddled into his sleeping bag to keep him warm despite the fever he obviously has. I sigh as I lean against a pillar and Katara wipes his forehead down with a cool cloth.
"This should bring your fever down," she tells her older brother soothingly.
"You know what I love best about Appa? His sense of humor," he jabbers nonsensically.
"I'll be sure to tell him that," Katara states and Appa groans, which apparently was another joke as Sokka laughs.
Where the hell is Aang? I wonder. It can't be that hard to find some ginger root, can it? God, I should of gone with the kid if I had known it would of taken this long.
"I couldn't find any ginger root, but I did find a map," speak of the devil and he shall appear. "There's an herbal institute at the top of that near by mountain. We can go to her and Sokka will be better by tomorrow".
"Aang he's in no condition to travel," I tell him as I push off of the pillar, "We need to go get it ourselves".
"Legion is ri-," Katara's cut off by some coughing. "Legion is right. Let's go".
"No no no, it'll just be Aang and I; we'll be fine. Besides, you're sick too now," I tell her with a sigh. I wave my hand at her, and a tendril of darkness pushes her down into Appa's fur gently.
"No, I'm fine," Katara tries, only to cough some more.
"That's how Sokka was yesterday," Aang points out after backing away from the ill girl, "Legion's right. It's just a quick fly there, we'll be right back". He steps forward and with a swirl his glider is opened up and ready to go. However, I point to the sky as lightning crashes above us. "On second thought...We'll go by foot. It'll be safer," and like that he takes off at full speed.
I sigh and look over my shoulder at the two, "I'll do my best to keep us out of trouble. You two just stay warm and hydrated, you hear?" That said, I melt into the shadows before vanishing off to catch up to the boy. When I do catch up to him, I stay in the form of a moving shadow, but I know that the boy can tell that I'm there.
"You think they'll be okay?" Aang asks me even though I can't talk in this form; I don't have a mouth to talk with. However, a tendril of darkness takes the form of a thumbs up, and he sighs and nods as we go along. At our speed, it takes little to no time at all to speed up the stairs of the mountain and barge into the building. My body reforms and I support a panting Aang as he speaks. "I'm sorry to barge in like this but my friends are sick. They've got fevers and they're talking nonsense and they can't stop coughing".
"Your friends will be fine," the old woman states, grinding something in a bowl, "Give me a moment". And from there she starts looking for one thing that she can't seem to find. How did she already have medicine being worked on?
About an hour later, however, it turns out that she wasn't making medicine, but food for her cat Miyuki. It also turns out that we've gotta go collect frozen wood frogs. You heard me, frozen frogs. Heading out in a rush, Aang doesn't see the two arrows headed our way, and the lightning is messing with my ability to see in the shadows made by the storm clouds thus I don't see them either. The arrows pin him to the ground, and I'm on high alert.
Before the boy can form an air dome around us, I form a darkness one that the arrows bounce off of, and that stays there until Aang is free. "I think you dropped these," he tells the men that I sense surrounding us. More volleys of arrows are sent our way, however we dodge. Thank you darkness senses. And thus we flee. Unfortunately, these arrow guys are fast and skilled, thus giving us a run for our money. We tumble over the edge of a cliff, jumping, and we scream as we fall. My blind eyes look to where I know Aang to be, and black feathered wings of darkness appear on my back. I swoop under him and catch him on my back before flapping with all that I've got.
"Hang on to my shoulders Aang!" I tell him as we swoop into the trees and I'm forced to barely dodge branch after branch. This lightning really hates me up the ass right now. Arrows shoot through my wings, and I gasp in pain. They're not permanent wings, but they're still connected to my nerve endings while they exist. Flying with arrows in my wings hurts like a mother fucker. Distracted by the pain, I barely hear Aang shout.
"Legion, go low!"
I do, however neither he nor I saw/sensed the branch just waiting for me to crash into it, and we go tumbling into a swamp with a splash. I groan, and my wings disappear, letting the arrow splash silently into the water. I hear Aang dipping a hand into the water and then pulling something out.
"A fog!"
"As in frozen frog?" I ask with wide blind eyes.
"Yea!" However, a wall of darkness comes to our rescue as arrows crash into it. What my instincts hadn't noticed was the second volley, and as such we're pinned to a downed tree by arrows and then separate nets. I growl like the rabid animal my ability has made me in to, thrashing against the net and splashing water everywhere. There's knife hand to the back of my head at the base, and my senses are dulled until I find myself knocked out.
FLASHBACK END
So here I am, chained up in a way that mirrors Aang's own predicament, though he's got his own set of pillars to be chained to as I do, and my feet are chained as well. I growl as I pull against the chains, and they groan in protest, but don't budge. "Can I get us free now? A wiggle of my fingers is all I need, Aang".
Aang looks to me from where he is, and it looks like he's about to say yes when a man walks into the room. This must be the Zhao guy I had been told about by Sokka when he was bringing me up to speed on what we've gotta do in order to make Aang powerful. The room is dark but full of light from the torches around us, thus making my vision foggy so it's hard to see. But I can sense him, and what I sense is not pretty. Arrogant, selfish bastard. That's all I have to say to describe him.
"So, this is the might Avatar," Zhao circles Aang like some sort of predator, "I don't know how you stayed out of the Fire Nation's grasp until now, but now that we have you, you're not going anywhere". He smirks as he comes to stand in front of the arrow headed boy. "Tell me, do you miss your people?" Oh that's a low blow. I growl as Aang's head hangs and his shoulders slump as much as they can. "Don't worry won't be killing you. If I did that, then the Fire Nation would have to start the search all over again. I'll keep you alive...Barely". He walks away to leave the room, only for Aang to throw him against the wall with a gust of wind from his lungs. Zhao slams into the wall before getting up. "Blow all the wind you want; you're not going anywhere".
I growl and jerk against the chains, my fingers curling and my inch long claws glint in the fire light along with my fangs. "Bastard! Get back here! I'll tear you to shreds!"
"Calm down Legion, we need to think of a plan," Aang warns me sternly.
"I already have one," I state, and wiggle my fingers before a tendril of darkness appears before me. If I could, I'd turn the chains into darkness, but I can't do that. I can make my darkness into solid and black forms of anything, but I can't make anything into darkness. The tendril turns into a sharp blade that swings down and cuts my metal binds at both my hands and my feet, getting rid of the cuffs all together. I rub my joints and grin devilishly, giving out a chuckle.
"Wow! Is that why you were so insistent on using your bending?" Aang's eyes are wide and focused on me, and my blurry vision find him so that I can smile to him with a nod. As I move to release him as well, there's crashing sounds and grunts in front of our cell's door, and then there's the sound of a lock being picked. Next thing I know, I'm crouching protectively in front of Aang, fangs and claws bared as a growl comes from me.
"Stay where you are, stranger. If you're here to save Aang and I, or even just Aang, then you'll do as you're told," the figure in the blue mask stops, having unsheathed a pair of dao swords before I had warned him. He does as told and I nod before with a flick of my wrist, four blades of darkness appear and cut through the metal holding Aang still. The masked being silently moves towards the door and motions for us to follow. We do so. After creeping through the halls the being leads us through the sewers of the base, and then motions for us to do as he does, exiting between a set of thick bars.
However, we're stopped as an alarm goes off, and people surround us while Admiral Dickhead shouts, "The Avatar and his ally have escaped! Close the gates and capture them!" Thus the fighting ensues.
While Aang is focused on using air blasts of all sorts, and the blue masked being is using his dao swords to fight of guards, I'm turning them into my puppets. I grin ferally as their darkness is taken a hold of, and the soldiers gasp as they can't move.
"A bloodbender?!" One exclaims as he fights my hold.
"That's not possible! It's not even a full moon!" Another manages to say. I force their jaws closed with a mere thought, but don't correct them. The less they know of me, but the more dangerous I seem, the better off I am it seems.
With a dancing of my fingers they begin to fight one another, intercepting their allies unwillingly as they do so. Wings appear on my back as I look over my shoulder only to see Aang thinking on his feet and using the flexible ladders to cross the area with less danger to them. I jump and let the wind keep me int he air, and with a wave of my arms, feathers of darkness rain down in the forms of tiny spikes, hitting guard after guard. My vision still isn't 100%, seeing as there's still a good amount of fire around us that's giving off light, but I can sense that Aang and our would be savior just barely miss getting over the outer wall. Before the guards that surround them can fire at them, I swoop down and take a hold of their darkness too, however I find that I cannot stop their chi from actually making the flames. And thus, Aang protects the three of us with a dome of air.
"Hold your fire!" Zhao demands as he comes up from behind his men. "The Avatar must remain alive," this causes the masked being to think quickly, and the blades of the dao swords are placed to Aang's neck making him shrink into the masked being's chest with a pale face. My brows furrow and I snarl a bit until Admiral Dickhead speaks again. "Open the gate. Now".
"You're letting him get away? Why?" Another bearded man asks hotly, and I catch on before crouching in front of Aang just in case things go wrong.
"Calm down. Things like this require...Precision," the enemy smirks darkly.
With the fire far away, my vision comes to much more clearly. However, the moon shines down on us, so no matter what I do, it's not completely clear. My eyes widen though a suddenly a very familiar arrow shoots down at us, and I command a tendril of darkness to catch it. Too late, as the arrow hits the person's mask, the impact making him release his swords, and fall back knocked out.
"After the Avatar! Quickly!" Is ordered of the men who rush out of the base. A cloud of dust is blown up by Aang, and he gasps as he sees just who are savior is.
"Who is that?" I ask him lowly, my senses keeping an 'eye' on the soldiers.
"Zuko, the guy that's constantly after Katara, Sokka and I...And now you. He wants to capture me and give me to the Fire Lord; he's the Fire Nation's banished Prince," Aang states.
"Well, if he's an enemy too, let's get out of here!" I tell him, tugging on his person.
"I...I can't just leave him. I mean...He saved us!" Aang stays where he is.
I scoff and then growl. "Fine. Grab a hold of me," I tell him as I throw one of Zuko's arms over my shoulders, "And his swords- those things are nice, we're not leaving those behind". Aang does as told and I concentrate. I've never done this before, but I know of the concept. While I turn into darkness, it also has to swallow these two up. Let's just hope that it doesn't hurt them like it does when I try to heal someone. We all sink into my shadow, and I flutter along any shadow I can find, fleeing into the woods. Moments later, the darkness spits out Aang and the banished Prince, while my body reforms. I pant a bit. "That's a bitch to do," I grunt putting Zuko down. "Can we leave now?"
Aang shakes his head, "He has some good in him. Maybe we can convince him to switch sides". Ever the friendly kid, isn't he?
I sigh before slumping against a tree. "Fine. But if he attacks, he's going down," I grump out.
Zuko's POV
I don't remember being put there, but I find myself in the woods, and my body is very stiff. Damn arrow must of knocked me out. Who got me here though? Who saved me? Uncle? No...Before me, with a sad look on his childish face is the Avatar, and to my other side is a young woman who looks to be my age. My golden eyes linger on this woman, taking in what she looks like. She is not the Water Tribe peasant, but she is obviously not of royalty or any nobility by the way she dresses. She looks...Fire Nation. But she obviously doesn't hold herself like one, I blurrily realize. Her eyes are the color of embers that flutter from fire in the night, and her pupils are oddly slitted. I can see that her hands have nails that are pointed and an inch long, and look as sharp as any blade. Her hair is as black as her clothing save for the cloak like thing over her black shirt that is white. Said hair is spiky, and obviously long that travels in spiked waves in a weirdly graceful manor. She is...Wildly beautif- The hell? No, I won't think like that about one of the Avatar's friends. It seems he's realized I'm awake.
"You know what sucks about being born a hundred years ago?" No, and I don't care. "I miss all my friends. I used to visit my friend Kuzon all the time. Man, the trouble we would get in and out of. And yet, he was from the Fire Nation like you". Like me? "Do you think...That if we had met a hundred years ago, we would be friends?" Why does he sound hopeful? Idiot brat. Tired of hearing him talk, I jump to my feet and fire a blast of my element at him, only for it to be blocked by...Shadows? My eyes widen as the wildly beautiful girl rushes at me, her right hand's fingers collected together to form a deadly spear out of her hand, the claws pointing at my throat as I watch the wall of darkness disappear and the Avatar get away.
"Dumb ass," her voice is like low toned bells, "You're lucky that Aang doesn't like death or else you'd be dead".
"What's it to you?" My voice intones with a snarl. I'm not in the position to be threatening, but it's in my nature to be. "You his girlfriend or something? How about his bodyguard?"
"I am a girl that is his friend, yes. And you could call me his bodyguard if you want," she replies smoothly.
"Why do you protect him?"
"He brings me hope, just as he does everyone else. He is merely a child right now, but soon enough he's going to be the most powerful person in the world. I'd like to see him survive to become what he's meant to be. You won't get in his way so long as I'm around," she replies with determination.
"So you love him," I sneer out. That's what she's making it sound like.
"Like a little brother, yes," She states smoothly.
I open my mouth with furrowed brows, wanting to see why she sees him as that when she looks like she's from the very nation he's trying to take down. But she becomes the shadows in a way I've never seen before. There's no trace of her. Tiredly I get up and pick up my mask, as well as my dao swords before walking to where I know my boat to be. I'm still tired, and now I'm confused. Why did they spare me? Why did he ask those questions? Why can't I get that woman out of my head? Onto my ship I go, and I pass Uncle without a care.
"Nephew, where were you last night? Jee sang a stirring love song!"
I don't have the energy to snap at him, "I'm going to my room; no disturbances," I tell him. In my room, I remove my armor and get under the covers on my bed. My head hurts, damn it. The cloth banner that holds the Fire Nation insignia hangs on a wall next to my bed, and I look it over before turning away from it and laying on my side. The Avatar's words ring in my head disturbingly.
The Fortuneteller
Today, we're relaxed for now near a small river, Sokka and I fishing by using our hands and Aang trying to flirt with Katara. He had given her a necklace made of a single flower and Sokka's fishing line. It's a pretty yet simple little thing. I crouch on a rock as a spear of darkness appears in my hand, my ember eyes smoothly tracking a pair of fishes despite the fact that I am currently blind thanks to the light I'm in. This doesn't deter me, however, as the darkness made by its little muscles allows me to track it as though I could see.
"So, how do I look?" I hear Katara ask, and I assume she's posing. Poor Aang, the darkness made my the shadows of his heart flutters as his heart skips a beat. So, how's he gonna compliment her, I wonder?
"All of you? Or just your neck? Because both look great," ohhh that was lame, kiddo.
"Smoochie smoochie~. Someone's in love~," Sokka teases as he makes kissy faces at the fish he had caught. Apparently he doesn't like that as next thing I hear is the sound of scales hitting skin and two splashes as well as a yelp from the Water Tribe boy. I chuckle as he comes back up swiftly spearing my target and bringing it out of the water to show that's about twice the size of the one he had caught.
"If you're going to tease someone, don't do it while fishing Sokka. You'll never get anything done otherwise," I chuckle to him.
"Besides, don't tease him in the first place," Katara tells her brother, "Aang's just a good friend. A sweet little guy, just like Momo," she coos.
I can feel disappointment feed what little darkness Aang holds in his heart. Ouch, friendzoned. Poor guy. My eyes widen though as suddenly I hear growling, and I toss my speared fish to Sokka as I follow Aang towards the sound. It sounds like a platypusbear, and I'm proven right as Aang tells the siblings.
I can hear a cheerful man seeming to dodge the angry beast, not at all worried about getting hurt it seems. "Hello! Beautiful day isn't it?"
"Make loud noises! He'll run off!" Aang suggests.
"No, play dead! He'll get bored and leave!" Sokka states.
"Run down the hill and climb up a tree," Katara offers.
"Punch it in the bill," I suggest loudly.
"And then run in zigzags!"
"No need, everything is perfectly under control," the blue dressed man assures lightly,twisting into a sitting position as the beast barely misses his head and leaves a gash in a tree instead.
Not wanting the man to get into any more danger, Aang steps forward and airbends at the platypusbear before holding up his hands battle ready but also consulingly. "Woah there!" It doesn't work, and I ready myself to do something, only for Appa to appear and let out a threatening groan which causes the bear hybrid to lay an egg in fear and flee.
"What were you doing? You could of gotten killed," I ask the man.
"Yes, but Aunt Wu said that I'd have a safe journey," the man replies calmly.
"Aunt who?" Aang tilts his head.
"No, Aunt Wu. She's the fortuneteller from my village".
"But you didn't have a safe trip; you almost got killed!" Sokka insists, agreeing with me.
"Again, I did not. Now, I must get going. Have a nice day all," the man begins to walk off, only to return and give us the package that was on his back.
Aang ends up unwrapping it, and it turns out to be an umbrella which he opens up just as it starts to rain. Katara waterbends the rain above her to keep her dry, while I form a similar thing, save it's a disk of darkness that soon turns into an umbrella of my own to keep me dry.
"Maybe we should go see this Aunt Wu. I'm sure it would be fun," Katara suggests.
"I don't see why not," Aang smiles out, and I shrug. Why not?
"Why don't we just continue traveling?" A getting wet Sokka asks as we begin to walk. "She would predict that it'd start raining; the sky's been grey all day," he insists.
"Wrong. They were blue only moments ago," I chuckle out, aiming to get on his nerves. It works, and she chuckles.
"Well you know what? Anyone can predict the weather," he tells me with a huff, "Like I'm going to predict that it's going to continue drizzling". Seconds later, the rain stops, and my sight is taken by the bright and happy sun.
"Not everyone has the talent," Aang lightly tells a huffy Sokka as he closes up his umbrella and mine made of darkness disappears.
It doesn't take us too long for us to get to the village after that, though when we make it to the building we're told Aunt Wu resides in, a white haired man dressed in black calmly greets, "Aunt Wu has been expecting you". Oh would ya look at that? Expecting us huh?
As we enter the front room, a young girl about Aang's age, dressed in pink and with hair in two pigtails, greets us. "Welcome, I'm Meng, and, I'm Aunt Wu's assistant". Her eyes widen and the shadows around her heart flutter, though I don't know who she's talking to when she greets one of us. It's too bright in here for me to see really. "Well hello there," she tries to flirt.
"Hello," it turns out to be Aang that she was talking to. But he's obviously not interested.
I guess she gestured for us to sit on some pillows, as I sense the shadow her arm makes wave in some direction. I feel a shadow and, yup, there's a pillow with my name on it. She continues to try to flirt with our resident airbender. "What's your name?"
"Aang," he replies.
"That rhymes with Meng! And you have some pretty big ears don't you?"
I chuckle as Aang unsurely answers with, "Uhh...I guess".
"Don't be modest," Sokka teases him, and I senses the shadows his arms make, move so I assume they're moving further apart, "They're huge!"
"Can I get you anything? Maybe some of Aunt Wu's curd puffs? Some tea?" Meng offers. In the end, she leaves the room.
Not long after our puffs and tea are brought in, a woman whose voice points towards an older age speaks up. "Alright, who's next? Come on, don't be shy".
"I guess that's me," a clearly excited Katara stands from her spot and follows after her as they leave for another room.
"Uhh...I'll be right back, I have to go use the bathroom," Aang gets up and I track him curiously. However, I don't think he's going to the bathroom unless that room is right next to Aunt Wu's fortunetelling room, as I can feel Katara's darkness quite close to him. A few moments later, Aang returns with his heart fluttering. What just happened?
"Looks like someone had a good bathroom break," Sokka casually states.
"Uhh yea! While I was there I-"
"We don't wanna know," I tell the young bender with a raise of my hand.
Minutes later, Katara comes out with the fortuneteller, a happy air around her as well. She sits down and the older woman asks who's next. Sokka tries for a go, only to be shot down and told his future just by the look on his face. I can't help but laugh at that. Aunt Wu I can sense motions towards me, and I tilt my head. "Sorry, I'm not into that kind of thing," I tell her with a friendly smile.
"Oh come on Legion! Give it a go," Katara prods beamingly, "Maybe you'll be told about your love life as well".
"Now that'd be something," I chuckle out before standing, turning my blind eyes to the woman. "Lead the way," I tell her calmly, and follow her out of the room. We enter another one that's warm and that smells of fire. I can feel its heat as it sits in the middle of the room, and pay extra attention to her shadow.
"Please hold out your palm," she requests, and I do just that, offering one of my clawed hands to her. Her softer- but not as much as I've felt Katara's to be- hands brush against my calloused ones and she purses her lips. "Your hands are so much rougher than your friend, Katara's," she simply states.
"I fight more up close and personal than she does even if I am a bender," I tell her lightly.
"I see. How, let me see...Hmm, interesting. In your love line, I see two choices that you can take. One of a powerful fire bender with a confused but pure heart. The other, a powerful nonbender with mighty goals". The latter must be Jet, but I can't help but wonder who the former is. "The choice will be hurtful no matter what you do, but it seems that no matter who you choose, you will grow to be happy, yet out live them both".
"You're saying that they'll die before me? During battle?" I ask with a tilt of my dead.
"No no, nothing like that for the bender. The nonbender...Yes. No matter what you do, you will lose him to a battle," Aunt Wu replies. My eyes widen.
"Do I know either of them?"
"Yes...But I cannot say when you met either of them," she tells me wisely.
"Can you check if my blindness will ever be cured?" That would be awesome.
"I cannot say...There's the possibility that it will...But only if you keep your most important friends safe and out of death's reach," she tells me.
My free hand clenches, claws digging into my skin but not enough to make me bleed, "So I have to play guardian just to maybe if I'm lucky get my eyes fixed? Why such a hard job for something so simple?"
"Your blindness is what make you who you are, Legion," Aunt Wu tells me kindly, "Are you sure you want to be rid of it? You won't be as special as you are now".
"So now you're telling me, that even if I do get my sight back permanently, I'll lose my powers?" Well that fuckin' sucks.
"No...But your powers would be weakened a great amount until you learned to fully master them again," she tells me. I sigh and shake my head.
"Wonderful," I sigh again and take my clawed hand from her grasp gently as I can make myself do so. "Are we done here?"
"I think so. Your journey is connected to Katara's, and I assume your other friends'. But it will become separate soon".
Riddles. We stand and I follow her out before she takes Aang with her. I flop down and lean back on my hands, thinking about my supposed fortune. My luck sucks.
"So, did she tell you anything? Will you find your true love?" Katara excitedly asks.
"I'll only tell if you do," I smirk to her, a fang glinting in the light of the room.
"Aunt Wu said I'd fall in love with a powerful bender! Oh I hope he's handsome! And tall!" She coos.
I chuckle lightly, "So you want a bender version of Jet huh? He was both of those".
She shakes her head, "He wasn't right in the head; I don't know how you got him to want to be a different man when it came to taking down the Fire Nation".
"Simple. He said he loved me, so I worked with that. A man in love will do anything to be loved back by his beloved if he's not already with her. At least that's what I think. Jet doesn't break his promises so if we meet up again...We'll see". I answer.
"Anyways...What'd she tell you?" Katara demands.
"She said I'd have to pick between a powerful bender of some sort or a powerful nonbender; though I'll out live both of them. I apparently met them both already, but she won't tell me when I did. So I've gotta say that the nonbender is Jet".
"Hey, what about me? I'm powerful and a nonbender," Sokka insists almost lazily.
I actually laugh a bit and shake my head, "Sorry Sokka, but I can already tell that you're not the guy. Like I said, it's probably Jet. As for the bender...I don't know to be honest. I've met a lot of powerful benders in my time, even before we met. For all I know my sisterly feelings for Aang could change and I could fall for him," at the end of that, I chuckle a bit. "Then again, that's a low possibility. I'd feel like a cradle robber".
Katara listens closely, and her eyes are probably bright seeing as we've never talked so much in one day. Well, we have, but not in this...Gossipy way that we are now. "Anything else?"
"If I pick the nonbender, I'm going to lose him in a battle. I don't know when or what one, but she said I would and that that would be how I out live him. I also asked her to see if she could tell me whether I get my eyes fixed or not. She says, only if I keep you guys safe and away from death". I sigh, "I got my work cut out for me".
"I doubt any of that's real, Legion. I mean, why do you have to protect us just for some sight?" Sokka rationalizes with a lazy wave. "It doesn't make sense". Soon after that, Aang comes in happily before as a group we leave.
"I'm telling you guys, all that nonsense is just a bunch of falsities," Sokka insists.
"I don't know, she said you'd be miserable most of your life; most of it self inflicted," Katara replies. Sokka in turn kicks something, that ricochets off another thing and makes that kicked thing hit him in the head. I bet you it was a rock.
The day from then on passes swiftly, with Sokka trying to prove to everyone that Aunt Wu's predictions are wrong and fake, Aang trying to woo Katara, and Meng stalking Aang. I in the mean time, basically keep my distance. The fact that I have to play guardian is a bit...Unnerving, seeing as I'm only so strong. Thus, for the rest of the time we're here, I'll be spending my hours training my ass off. That night, I don't sleep, and I only stop for water and food before going back to work. What am I training at, you wonder? Less movement needed in order to bend my element. I wanna be able to simply think a command, and boom, a spike of darkness will appear. It'll give me the ability to fight off many more foes at one time if I can do that. I also need to work on my senses, meaning I don't want to have to really try just to 'see' others moving. No, I want to be able to sense everything whilst in broad daylight under the bright sun without so much as a bit of concentration. Over all, let's just say I'm working my self to the bone over the next few days.
On the fourth day of my nonstop training, I'm found meditating by a rushed Sokka and Aang. Had it of been four days ago, I would of been surprised by their voices and sudden appearance. But it is not four days ago, and I had sensed them coming towards me from miles away. My blind eyes look at them, and in the darkness of my vision I see two white silhouettes both having the stature and basic features of Aang and Sokka.
"You guys need something?" I ask them curiously with a tilt of my head.
"You need to come help us! While you were off training, Aang and I discovered that the volcano really is going to errupt; Aunt Wu was wrong! We managed to get the villagers to believe us and now we're making a tranch big enough for the lava to fall into so that the village isn't destroyed. We know you're not an earthbender, but it there some way you can help us?" Sokka quickly esplains.
I stand with surprised eyes. So that's the rumbling I felt every now and then. My eyes narrow before I nod, and I hold out my clawed hands, palms up, "Grab a hold, I'll take us to the trench. I can feel the shadow its casting, as well as the darkness of everyone there". Their white silhouettes look to one another, uncertain.
"I've done this before with her; it'll be fine," Aang assure both himself and Sokka.
I grin as their hands fall into my own- Sokka's calloused from handling his boomerang and his dagger, and Aang's being the same but smaller and a bit less tough seeing as his glider is made of smooth wood and he fights mostly with his bending. What he doesn't realize, is that with my training, I've gotten much faster at basically everything. Including 'teleportation'. Swiftly we sink into my shadow, and seconds later we arrive in the massive shadow of the trench. The boys gasp and release me, before turning to throw up in a bush.
"Sorry...I kinda got much better at that...Faster actually so it's bound to upset you guys the first couple times," I chuckle lightly.
"Warn us next time," Sokka groans, not liking the taste of bile now stuck in his mouth. "Now come on, I'll show you what to do".
And with that, I get to work. Though I'm not an earthbender, it doesn't mean I can't help. I've formed a massive shovel for myself to handle and dozens of small ones that work by my mental command. The job gets done much quicker, and soon enough everyone evacuates as the volcano erupts. Katara and Sokka stay together, while I decide to stay with Aang when the lava proves to be too much for the trench to handle. My face is warm thanks to the hot molten rock below, and I can feel Aang's muscles shifting for something.
"Legion, can you hold back the lava while I cool it down?" Aang asks me seriously.
"This'll be child's play," I tell him, feeling my recently gained strength coming to my person. I love being a prodigy sometimes- at times like this. Still, I grin and lift my hands, commanding the darkness under my control to clash with the large wave of lava. I can feel the heat, and it hurts, but my healing abilities sooth me. Aang wastes no time cooling the lava into a large wall of black, and the darkness falls.
"You know, sometimes I forget that Aang is such a powerful bender," I hear Sokka speak. My eyes widen. Aang is a powerful bender...No, he couldn't be the other one from my future. Besides, that's all fake, right?
"What?" Katara also seems shocked.
"Nothing. It's just that Aang is one powerful bender," Sokka reiterates.
"Yea...He is," Katara seems to be in a daze.
The next day, we leave.
