Aang.

Aang.

AANG!

I felt a fierce blast of heat hit my face, and I jolted upright.

I looked down to see my old nomad clothes. Oh how I missed them, they were so much more comfortable than these hot, itchy Fire Nation clothes.

When I looked up, I was very puzzled at who I saw.

"Aang, don't worry, you're not dead, everything's okay."

"Avatar Roku… how… why… what's happening?" I managed to spit out.

"When you lost the ability to go into the Avatar State, something happened. You are in the Avatar State now, but now you have come to the Spirit World, and the reason being that you are not supposed to be able to go into the Avatar State. You still haven't unlocked the seventh chakra; you haven't let that girl of yours go. If you don't, there is a great chance that your spirit will not renter your body, marking you officially dead. But if you let the girl go, and unlock the last chakra, then you can return to your body and have total control of what you're doing in the Avatar State. Are you willing to do that?"

Should I do it? I don't want to die; I need to win the war. But on the other hand, my body in the Avatar State could probably handle it on its own. I can't let go of Katara, I just can't.

"Aang, let me word it in a way that you could best understand it. If you choose the girl over your life, what do you think that will do to her life?"

I hadn't thought about that one. Her life matters too. I remembered how she'd been every time I went off somewhere; she's always so worried about me. Oh and I remember the stories of how she'd been after Azula's attack. Boy was I glad I was unconscious, because I would never want to see her like that.

"Aang?"

"I'll try."

"I was hoping you'd say that. You're very talented Aang, even more than myself. I could never have handled all of this at your age, let alone with the girl troubles that you have."

"Girl troubles? I'll have you know that I'm doing just fine with her, and no matter how wrong that may sound, I'm not having 'girl troubles'," I said, and we both laughed.

I sat down in meditation position and began to focus on Katara.

I had no choice but to let her go.

There she goes, off into space. "Flowing down the river" as the guru once said. Before me laid a lucent green pathway, much like the purple one that I had seen before, only this one was different somehow. I don't see anything ahead of me, and up ahead I can see the path starting to get windy. I start to walk faster, eventually breaking into a run, for I need to get there as fast possible. I keep running, and when I was about to give up and turn around, I feel a blast of wind hit my face, and I look down to see something approaching me with great speed, and once it reaches me, it causes me to fall off of the narrow green pathway. I keep falling and falling until I hit something hard. I stood back up and rub my now sore spots. I look up to see a giant version of myself in the Avatar State, with a green tint to it. I run to it, not knowing what else to do. Once I reach it, it bends down and hands something that resembles a treasure chest to me. Then it bends backward, inhales, and with all of its might, exhales and blows me clear off the mountain. I blink, and when I open my eyes again…

"That's right, the Avatar was a waste of my time; I took him out without even breaking a sweat. Look, there's his body over there."

My vision was blurred, but I could still see that a muscled man was quickly making his way towards me. I wasn't sure what to do, the man coming toward me could be Ozai looking for some overkill, or it could be some man just coming to make sure I'm dead. Either way I had to prove them wrong, because I was still alive and kicking, and hopefully I would be kicking some butt.

I closed my eyes and called the Avatar State. Since I had mastered the Avatar State, I didn't have to meditate or anything. It would just come to me in the blink of an eye, and oh how that would come in handy in the future.

I opened my eyes and everything seemed normal. But when I blew a blast of air at the man next to me, he went flying 50 feet, and slammed against the metal wall, unable to get back up. I smiled, getting that tingly feeling you get when you know you just accomplished something fantastic. I opened my mouth and breathed out fire pushing the other man, who happened to be Ozai, back. I rapidly shot rocks and water with my arms while shooting air and fire out of my mouth. Finally, I had Ozai on his knees, bleeding badly, and just maybe on his deathbed.