Hi people whom I hope are watching! I am not getting a lot of reviews so I might possibly stop writing this unless I get more reviews/positive reviews. Plus, I also edited some lyrics from the POTO soundtrack to sound more like Avatar so say Katara like Ka-ta-ra and it will kind of like saying Christine. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
"AVATAR AANG! I think we made quite a discovery with Miss Katara and perhaps we could present her to you." asked Haru
Sokka shot him a glare and turned to Aang and smiled because he knew what Aang's answer was going to be.
"Thank you Haru but this is a trip that I would like to make alone." Aang replied firmly.
"I guess they need a little time to catch up." Haru thought out loud
Katara suddenly heard a knock at the door, losing herself from her thoughts.
"Come in!" she called
"Little Tara let her mind wonder!" he said as he came in "Little Tara thought am I fonder of waterbending or sea serpents or dolls?"
"Aang!" she smiled
"Or of riddles and frocks?" he smiled back
"Those swords in the attic?" she questioned
"Made of plastic?" he joked
"Mother telling me how to fight back?" she remembered
"As you read to each other dark stories of the north?" he asked and knelt down in front of her.
"No! One of the best Tara said was when I'm asleep in my bed." she whispered
She softly sang:
And the angel of music sings songs in my head
Aang joined in softly as well:
The angel of music sings songs in my head
He stood up, as did she and he embraced her sighing with happiness at finding someone he had dearly missed.
"You sang like an angel tonight!" he complimented
The pulled back and Katara remembered something her father had told her.
"Mother once said to me and my brother, when I am in heaven sweet children, I shall send the angel of music to you. My mother is dead Aang and the angel of music has visited me tonight."
"Oh no doubt of it…and now we go to supper." he turned and walked to the door.
"No Aang, the angel of music is very strict!" she warned
"Well I shan't keep you up late." he chuckled
"Aang…" she started but he interrupted
"You must change. I'll order my bison! 2 minutes…Little Tara." he started towards the door again
"No Aang wait…" but he had left and she realized that she should get changed.
Little did she know that outside of her room, a gloved hand took out the key locking her in. Mai watched the whole thing and just sighed. Meanwhile all the lights, the chandelier, and candles in the opera house flickered and died. Katara was coming out of the dressing room, her hair straight down and wearing a pale pink nightgown with long sleeves and pink satin slippers on her feet. Suddenly her candles went out and she became frightened. She ran for the door but stopped when she heard a loud, but beautiful voice.
Insolent boy this slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool this brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph
Still slightly frightened, Katara began to sing:
Angel I hear you
Speak I listen
Stay by my side
Guide me
Angel my soul was weak
Forgive me
Enter at last master
The man was quite stunned! Everyone was always afraid of his voice but this young girl seemed quite the opposite. Sweet, beautiful, and courageous!
He continued:
Flattering child you shall know me
See why in shadows I hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside
Katara slowly turned and looked at the mirror. There inside the mirror stood a man all in dark clothing (his Blue Spirit outfit, but without the mask) and half of a white mask on the left side of his face. He had light skin and dark hair that went a little over the nape of his neck and around his ears. As she slowly made way to the mirror, she began to sang:
Angel of music guide and guardian
Grant to me your glory
Angel of music hide no longer
Come to me strange angel
The man held out his hand and sang:
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music
Outside the room, Aang was furiously trying to airbend the door open, but it wouldn't budge. When he heard the firebender's voice, he shuddered and became more furious at the same time.
"Whose is that voice? Who is that in there" he yelled
Katara heard Aang continue to yell but she was too hypnotized by the masked man who still had his hand outstretched singing softer:
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music
With those reassuring words, she gently grasped his hand and let her emotions take over her.