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When Katara woke up, she wasn't aware that she had been kidnapped. She left her bed and started her morning like every other day before she found the Avatar. The air started to smell like breakfast was ready, and Katara was surpized to see Suki help Gran Gran cook. Usually it was her job to help, but she didn't mind the chance to sleep longer. Her stomach interrupted her thought.
"Morning Gran Gran, morning Suki." She smiled as she sat down.
"Morning."
"Morning Katara. How was your sleep?" Gran Gran asked, before telling her granddaughter what had happened.
"It was nice. For some reason though, I'm really hungry." She said sitting down.
"Breakfast is almost done. Sokka asked me to tell you that he needed to talk to you for a bit." The older woman said.
"Okay?" Katara said, a bit puzzled.
Normally something went wrong when Sokka needed to talk to her and didn't ask her himself.
"Did he say why?" she continued.
"Yes. It has to do with ice monsters." Gran Gran answered.
"Does he know that I'm too old to be scared of that story?"
"Yes he does."
Katara rolled her eyes, and got up. She told the two women that she'd be back after listening to her crazy brother's chatter. As she tried to find her way through the new building, she passed the fur of a polar bear-seal. She looked at the fur, wondering where it came from.
"Katara?"
She immediately looked towards the voice. Her brother was peeking from inside the office.
"Sokka, what's this about ice monsters that you absolutely need to talk to me for?"
Gran Gran and Suki could hear yelling, and it quickly stopped.
"Sokka must be talking now." Suki said.
Gran Gran laughed. She predicted how the conversation would happen and was proven correct.
Soon both of the siblings came out; one completely confused, and the other planning to move on.
Sokka sat down at the table, wondering how his sister was going to react to the fact that she had been sleeping for weeks from whatever the monster used to kidnap her.
"You have a letter from Zuko, Katara." Suki said, handing her the envelope.
"What? We got here a couple days ago?" Katara looked at Sokka.
"Oh, I didn't tell you." Sokka scratched the back of his head, trying to look innocent, "You've been asleep for a while."
The penguins outside of the new wall jumped from hearing a random high pitch noise. They looked at each other and continued their little march.
When everyone settled down, Suki looked at Sokka. Then she looked at Katara and then back at Sokka.
"There's also a letter from your father. He says that he's on his way home and that the Fire Lord is excited to have tea with Katara again." Suki reciting what the letter basically said.
The four continued to enjoy their breakfast. Afterward, Sokka and Suki went outside and walked around while Katara offered to help clean with her grandmother.
Trying to escape from politicians and bothersome friends, the young Avatar found tranquilly in a garden filled with a few trees and a pond. Turtle-duck swam around, quacking at each other like the boy's Water tribe sibling friends did when they argued. The Avatar only smiled, and continued with what he had originally planned. He sat down under a tree that was closest to the pond, and went into a trance. His arrows glowed as well as his eyes as he entered the Spirit World.
Opening his eyes, Aang looked at his surroundings. He was certainly in the Spirit World for he was standing in a swamp. Looking around for whom he was waiting for, he chose to sit on a tree root that came out of the water. He started his new bad habit of picking at his fingernails and flicking the dirt into the water. He was halfway done when one of the previous Avatars appeared.
"I'm glad you made it." He spoke.
Aang smiled and bowed, "It's a pleasure old friend, but what did you call me here for?"
The older Avatar frowned, "The Hunter Spirit is getting his Hunt ready again and he's picking his game, but now Koh is pushing his way into this Hunt with a bet. Normally we Avatars don't get involed with the Hunter, but knowing Koh, he'll harm the contest."
Aang looked confused. He had never heard of the Hunter or his Hunt.
"Kuruk, I don't know about the Hunt. Is this some spirit thing that the Airbenders never shared?"
"No, it has to do with the Water Tribes' folk tales. We don't talk about our third spirit much because of the recent that caused everyone to focus on fighting." Kuruk started, trying to remember the Water Tribe story about the Hunt, "The Hunter hosts his game every five hundred years, picking the best warriors and hunters from both of the Water Tribes. He brings them into the Spirit World to his arena and tells them to find their way to the center through a series of mazes. The contestants can decide to work together, or fight each other to prove who is the best. When the remaining few get to the center they are taken to another arena where they use their skills to hunt the other contestants. The last one gets to face the Hunter. That's all that our folk tales say. What happens next, we don't know, but Koh does as the Hunt is a year early."
Aang sat there, taking in the story. He knew what the next sentence was going to be and decided to answer first.
"How do I get in?"
Kuruk smiled, "I can get you in, but you won't be able to bend. This Hunt is a game of skill between non-benders, so practice. Your mission though, is to stop Koh, as he could do damage to the living Earth by being there. The Hunter will bring you to the Hunt when he starts. Good Luck."
Aang woke up with Zuko standing above him.
"Everyone is waiting on you." The Fire Prince said.
Aang looked up at him, "Sorry Zuko, something has come up and I need to go.
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