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As the fic is starting to move forward I will be adding characters and their POV. The main characters are Ozai and Kaimira although there will be several times in this fic when their interaction will be limited but remember EVERYTHING in this fic goes back to them.

This chapter introduces two new characters! I love them both so please give me feedback :)

Warnings: Homoeroticia, confusion, rudeness (Its a pretty tame chappy)

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The Elder Spirits

Chapter 6

The Sun and the Leviathan

The Miko is the link between the Southern City and the Spirit World.

The Miko is the woman with the upmost honor and respect in the Southern City.

The Miko is our symbol of courage, power and resilience.

The Miko can take the pain no other woman of our society can bare.

The Miko is the upmost beautiful and desired woman in our society.

The Miko is pure and honest.

In the distant past I was once the Miko of the Southern Ocean City; this was thousands of years ago, in the years before the creation of the Avatar. I once believed in everything that my culture taught me about the Miko. I once believed that I loved my culture and that everything was for a reason; everything happened to enable the prosperity of the Water Cities. I remember the dances, the singing, the ceremonies and rituals…all are gone because of the arrogance of my people. I'm going to set everything right and try to stop the revolution because both of them have been able to reach through the bodies of reincarnations. It's because they felt each other again that this world has limited time.

Throughout my time here in the Spirit Realm, I have come to terms with what happened to me. I was weak and I could have prevented it, enough said. Now in the Palace City of Undina, I have been watching her; as beautiful and indifferent as always, the future Miko chosen by the Leviathan, Kaimira.

I laughed the first time I observed the girl. She takes care of the world's present day tyrant who, for some reason I cannot fathom, is unable to take care of himself. Kaimira has adequate waterbending abilities, it's Northern City style obviously the easy route. Her bending is only used for her lord, in bathing, chilling his drinks, and the distribution of sweat.

Though I was amused when I watched her enter the bath with her lord, I began to notice the movements of the other Leviathan in the palace city. It was unique, they were all much happier and as a fellow Leviathan, I felt the happiness as well. Therefore, I had to do something. I visited the girl with a few other Leviathan by my side and there I felt it.

A heartbeat timed along with the ocean and the moon.

The only heartbeats that harmonize are the beats of the Miko. We live for the element and we will die out with it.

So I reached out to her.

In that moment I saw who the both of them really were and how much danger their souls were in. With the other Leviathan Spirits we reached for her and confirmed her as Miko right then and there. She was afraid I could see, she was also confused…but after we beckoned her towards us, her abilities revealed themselves to us. The Southern City silver channeling rings were created and attached themselves to her. Even if she was unaware that she was waterbending her natural control of the water and the creation of her Spirit Charm, she confirmed herself as Miko and now she needs training.

So here we are in the Palace of Undina, throne room of Undine the absent Water Spirit.

"Where…" She is just precious looking around like that. "Where am I?" I chuckled and the girl whipped around to face me.

"Don't worry, we have so much to do and…well everything will be done and you will be back in your bath shortly."

The first thing she needed to learn was how to present herself like Miko. Honestly this lesson will be fun for the both of us, after she stops freaking out from the aspect of being in the Spirit World.

The Miko is the woman with the upmost honor and respect in the Southern City.

"Just let me out of here!" she screamed.

"Honestly, Kaimira, this is just the Spirit World and I'm not going to hurt you and neither is anyone around here. This is a much safer place than the Living World."

"I don't care!" Her Spirit Charm sprang to life and pointed towards me.

"Oh, in sighting violence are we?" I smiled as the expression on her face changed from anger to amazement as water began to rush into the throne room, shattering the windows and filling the room. My smile grew wider as she began to panic the water level in the room quickly rising past her ankles.

I closed my eyes and knelt down my knees touching the icy floor just beneath the flowing water. Water, the everchanging element, so loving, yet so unforgiving at the same time; this was my element and my existence on this plane. Clasping my hands together I interlocked my fingers and brought them to my lips.

"If you calm yourself and do as I do. You will not drown." By now the water was starting to reach my shoulders; that sweet embrace of the purest element…

"How can you be so calm? Wait, Kaimira…maybe this is a dream? Yes! A dream with a castle made out of ice and some strange barely clothed lady…" Hmmm…she thinks this is a dream? What was that saying about dreams and dying?

"You know that if you die in a dream then you die in real life?" I could feel her eyes widen through the pulses of the water, she believed me. "Just do what I'm doing and allow it to happen. You've breathed in water before." I could feel her kneel down and mimic my posture.

"Straighten your back." She did so. "Close your eyes and relax your shoulders…" The water was as level with our chins now. "Steady your breathing and do not change it. When the water comes…accept it and breathe it in." She did so, without vocal complaint, but her heartbeat showed her concerns.

"This better work…"

"Shhh…"

Now the water level rapidly ascended up over our lips, noses, eyes, until it completely covered us.

"Glory be that of the Water Spirit herself and because we are apart of the same Spirit Family our element recognizes us as a part of it. We are not rejected by our element but instead it accepts us and we are one with it." I opened my eyes as the world was transformed into endless blue, the castle windows repairing themselves in time with the still rising water levels. Across from me Kaimira was still knelt down in the prayer position, her nerves had calmed considerably and her appearance had changed.

Instead of the long dark blue robe she arrived in, she was now dressed in the her Miko clothing. Covering her breasts were two cups made of a mixture of ice and water woven together to resemble a blue metal. The same material was used to clothe her lower regions, along with the addition of a long translucent skirt which was tied at her hip and completely exposed her left leg. Silver rings adorned her ring fingers and ankles, and large silver hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Her long beautiful hair floated freely around her...

I smiled at her unconventional appearance, her outfit suggested that she would be a Miko that will dance. So it was time for me to start training her in the way of the Miko and this time…this time...

Everything will be for the betterment of the worlds.

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I've watched this world for so many years, ever since the Earth Mother put a hold on our interfering with her humans. So bored, I've been watching, and watching, and watching! Only so much fun one can have with my fellows before I want to go somewhere else. Now I know exactly how Phoenica feels.

First things, first. I need to get close to the Fire Lord.

His name is Ozai and apparently, from observations and reports, he is one arrogant and easily angered individual.

I like them feisty!

But...I'm going to be a simple palace servant so I have little to no chance to bedding the guy. Sadly, it's just like before and his sexuality has not changed, albet his appearance. I can say that the longer hair and the beard complement the angles of his face quite well. Also the lack of tattoos and metal bolted chain links on his neck, wrists and ankles…he's different but its him. Only in the past he wouldn't have been vain enough to have his subjects put statues and pictures of himself all over the Fire Nation; needless to say, having a bad day and looking up at features as perfect as his, makes the day a little brighter.

Now for this servant thing…

It's bad that I have to serve…people, but I wouldn't mind it if we did it with style. Honestly, these servant outfits are hideous! My luxurious hair is covered, my body is covered, everything is covered but my face, but I guess they thought that the palace servants should be able to breathe. How grateful of them.

Looking around the servants quarters common room, I noticed that all of the men and women were dressed so alike and had so many of the same mannerisms that their faces and bodies were beginning to blend in together. Many of the poor girls, and some of the older women, had such potential to be so much more beautiful. While my men…I'm biased. Sixty-fourty, I always say but right now I'm feeling a bit eighty-twenty. Damn these male humans!

"Ruan!" I was forced out of my thoughts by this particularly, gorgeous piece of young meat. "You will be assigned to cleaning the Fire Lord's Chambers along with my team. I'm Bishon!" He smiled before bowing. "I'm glad to have you on my team. We don't begin until after the Fire Lord goes into his morning meeting with the High Generals…I say we have about twenty mins. May I sit?" He gestured to the vacant spot on the worn mattress. I nodded and he took his place next to me. "I going to try to give you a tour as we precede towards the Fire Lord's Chambers." He smiles when he speaks. "Even though we are servants it is a great pleasure to serve our Fire Lord, I think…" Pretty grey eyes, with long eyelashes. "So Ruan…I heard you come from the colonies. How is it there? Did you know any Earthbenders? Do they really take dirt baths?"

At that point, I could careless at what he was saying to me. The movements of his plump, pouty, luscious lips held any attention that I might have had. His beauty is wasted here in this castle, but if he sticks with me…

I'll indulge him.

"Actually, I know one of the most powerful Earthbenders and she loves to immerse herself in mud." His eyes widened like a young child's, as he scooted closer to me whispering.

"Do tell."

"Why are we whispering?" I asked my voice lowered as well. A devious smile appeared on Bishon's lips.

"Why not?"

"I think we are going to get along perfectly. I love beautiful people like you." The boy blushed his cheeks turning nearly as red as his robes.

"Thank you…" He's so cute averting his eyes and nervously toying with his fingers. I chuckled as he jumped when I placed my hands over his.

"You are more than welcome my beauty…Now more about that Earthbender." He shook his head our gazes locking in one another's.

"I was just trying to make conversion…we can talk about anything you like…"

Oh I love it when they are honest and shy!

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Six days have passed in this realm and she is progressing…satisfactorily? The poor girl has less confidence than I thought and teaching her control of the Southern Form is a daunting task without it. All that has been accomplished is better posture and a bit of Southern Water stances. I thought she would be able to dance by now, but then again she is not same as before.

Now I watch her move from stance to stance and I can tell her spirit body is going to give out soon.

"Kaimira," she looked in my direction and did not utter a word. The Miko speaks only when absolutely necessary. She knows her name and the moment it is spoken she will respond accordingly. "Come to the library with me." She nodded and hopped off of the ice pillar, gracefully landing on her feet not even slipping slightly on the ice beneath her bare feet. I smiled.

"Good job. You were extraordinarily graceful, like a Miko should be." She nodded again and closed her eyes as the ice beneath her heels rose in a thin pillar a few inches and anchored itself in a form of a strap at her ankles. She knees knocked as she struggled to readjust her weight to stand in her new heels. Her angry expression is just too cute.

"What the hell?" Kaimira shot a dangerous glare at me, but I could only smile in response explaining what had just happened to her. I told her that not only do I decide how far and how quickly she is going to advance in her training, but so will the water itself.

"That is the Southern Form. Instead of controlling the water with flattering movements, our minds become connected to the water itself and thus using our will we do the water's bidding. In this form you are but a servant to the water and if you ask too much of it or disrespect it, the water will control you instead of you controlling it."

"That has nothing to with anything! I can't walk!" I laughed at that.

"You are so funny, Kai! Put one foot in front of the other!" I let my ice heels grow underneath my feet. "Like this, you must sway your hips and pick up your feet, as literally one foot must be in front of the other at all times."

She sighed and her charm wrapped itself around her hair putting the long thick copper strands into a high ponytail with the charm resting in the middle. I'm glad is she starting to get control of her Spirit Charm, it shows her progress as Miko. Maybe I was wrong; maybe she will progress faster than I thought. But without the confidence and unmovable will she won't conquer the Southern Form.

Slowly, but surely, we made our way to the Castle City Library, which was a long way from the Ice Training Proper that we were coming from. Plenty of times Kaimira stumbled and fell, sliding comically across the ice her limbs flying in all directions. Halfway there, in the courtyard stood a couple a large man dressed in long black robes, his hair was closely shaved on the left side of his head, and the other side was layered from the middle of his scalp varying in lengths and stopping at his shoulders, longer small braids seemed to be scattered around his head. La-Ruka. Yet, there was a woman, with him. White hair pulled into an intricate style on the top of her head, white robes…I must pay my respects.

"Who are they? I haven't since anyone else here except for the Leviathan," Kaimira inquired staring at the couple. "And why is that guy's hair so…so…"

"Eyecatching?"

"Ridiculous is the word I was looking for…" I shook my head and began to approach the two spirits. In a fight as usual.

"Okay, okay, okay. Maybe you didn't hear me the first seventy times I said this, 'We aren't fucking fish anymore!' And I'm not going back to that pond because you are holding onto some human emotions!" The large one in black robes bellowed his fists balled.

"I did hear you! You are insufferable! I thought that the 'All Mighty La' would be more understanding…. And a gentleman!" The petite girl in white screamed in response.

"Wake up and smell the sea breeze, bitch! My name is Ruka! The true La left centuries ago and I've been in his place, swimming in fucking circles! CIRCLES!" The woman in white's face fell a bit then erupted into laughter. I decided it was best to intervene now.

"Hello," I greeted with Kaimira standing to my left. "It is nice to see you both have found your way back safely. La-Ruka, Tui-Yue," the girl's eyes widened and she began to speak but a brief look from Ruka and she lost her words, "This is…"

"My sister." Ruka stated and Kaimira shook her head.

"No, I'm not. I don't even know anyone from the Water Tribes." Ruka rolled his eyes at her comment.

"That doesn't mean you aren't related to anyone, idiot…" Ruka turned his back to Kaimira before continuing. "I have to train this new moon before the next cycle. Bye." He began to walk off, dragging Yue off with him.

I could feel that anger coming off of Kaimira wave and her hair was down her charm waving wildly in the air in front of her. "Well, that was pleasant wasn't it?" My comment was met with silence.

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Darn it…it's twilight and I'm feeling drained of energy. I need to find a bed and a bedmate. Maybe I can convince that beautiful little fireball to join me tonight.

It is amusing the fanfare and attention these beings put into their royal blood line. Yes, I have observed them for a while but standing and living in it is a completely different deal. Everyone here lives and breathes for the Fire Lord. It is not healthy for a human to have such a rite of worship. For a Spirit like me?

Yes, it is necessary.

Here I am in the dining hall watching my boy and some other female servants run to and fro cleaning the dining area after a disastrous dinner. Liquid everywhere and some of the food was splattered on the gorgeous floors beside the elongated table.

No, wonder the servants pity him. Eighteen summers young, an adequate firebender, and running around looking for someone to accept him.

So delicious youth is…

"Hey, Bishon?" He jumped nearly dropping all of the dishes in his hands.

"R-Ruan! Hello…er, I've to um…" I chuckled seeing the boy blush and stutter in my presence. He even looked a little weak kneed and suddenly it was too quiet. This was no longer a moment in between me and my boy.

Wait a minute…

Glancing around the room I noticed the rest of the female servants, frozen in place and blushing in the same manner as my boy here. Now that just wont do will it? I can't have everyone wanting me, although it is always fun…in this time period I might get killed or worse, banished.

I admit the punishments of this era aren't that threatening. Death is a release and banishment is like a prolonged vacation. I remember the good ole days when they used to mutilate genitalia, but of course everything goes downhill when you allow the descendants of the Sun Warriors to control everything.

Brutes, they don't even deserve the name of the Sun!

"Ruan? Are you okay?" I looked down to see Bishon handing off his dishes to another servant asking for a favor. The girl nodded sheepishly and batted her lashes at Bishon before walking away…with some swing in her hips. Hmm, seems my boy has a bit of pull himself and maybe it wasn't just me.

"I'm fine, just a bit tired." He nodded vigorously in response.

"Yeah, I remember my first day, it was soooo exhausting," he just made the cutest circular movement with his hands and that expression…I'd like to put something in that mouth if you know what I mean. "I'm pretty sure, they can handle the rest of this mess." Wow, I didn't even have to ask. The boy just took my arm and pulled me out of the dining hall, heading in the direction of the servants quarters. The journey was silent, which seemed to be uncharacteristic of Bishon since he loved to talk.

Once we made it back to the servants quarters Bishon dragged me to a secluded corner furnished with a couple of huge lush, but worn, pillows. The boy sat down first and as I moved to sit across from him he reached over and grabbed my hand. His beautiful grey eyes beckoned me to move closer to him; I could do nothing but oblige him. Taking advantage of our closeness I wrapped my arm around his waist, hand resting on his hip.

"Ruan?" I smirked as he rested his head on my shoulder. "Please don't tell anyone I've told you this…"

"You trust me that much already? We haven't even been friends for one day yet?" Mortal trust shouldn't be this easily earned. Love and lust, yes. True trust…not so much.

"I-I guess," he shifted closer to me as he stumbled over his words. One would think that he was trying to put himself in their lap. "You want to know why the dining hall was in such a mess?"

"Yeah, baby." I could care less about what he was talking about, this boy was sensual and I was going to have him tonight.

"Well, apparently, Fire Lord Ozai is fucking that bitch we saw earlier." Although he was whispering could hear the resentment in his voice. "And the princess threw her plate of food in the bitch's face when the Fire Lord was like 'You will be staying with me again tonight?' to the bitch. Serves the little tramp right, she prances around in the royal chambers all high and mighty. You know, she has her own room and everything? All she does is dress the Fire Lord and she gets a whole room to herself! Wench! Aggh! I hate her!"

How amusing! My boy is so upset…By human standards this is nothing to be amused about, but to a spirit…

We exist for this!

His passion, fire, sensuality…all he needs is a little push.

"Ruan…I'm sorry," he snuggled closer to me, holding my arm in vice grip. "I really don't like her…and I wish there was away to get rid of her."

"Really, baby boy?"

"Yeah," Oh, was that all it took to get him to put himself into my lap? I took my time looking over the beautiful boy in my lap, face hovering above me, and his lips were so luscious and so close. "All of the servants hate her. We have to run baths for her. We have to clean after herself and Fire Lord's messes. If she was just a whore we wouldn't care, but she calls herself a servant!"

A fresh new spirit once asked me how to stop time. She was heartbroken and sacrificed herself to become something that did not exist before.

Love is the only way to stop time.

My proof?

Time slowed as I pressed his body closer to mine, and the moment our lips brushed it was nonexistent. Nothing could have done that but love.

Now that spirit can control some time and I know she is going to stop time one day, because…

The revolution is almost here.

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