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Hey guys I just barely though this one up, and I'm writing it now, because I can't go eat because it's fast Sunday and my parents don't let me eat till 5:00 and it's only 3:12 right now so yeah I'm hungry. So here is this, I probably won't use this for a real story unless requested to do so, and I do take requests guys so if you want a story and consider me worthy to try to write it I would love to try! Thanks
Tenneyshoes
I can't do it. He's to strong. I give up, there's nothing I can do. These were the thoughts of the defeated Avatar as he stood among the carnage of the war. To his right, Katara knelt, her arms still raised as she was surrounded by firebenders in red and black armor. To his left, Sokka stood, his back to Zuko's as the two slowly rotated, Sokka held his obsidian colored sword aloft while Zuko held his broad swords in front of him forming an X.
Corpses surrounded everyone, from both sides… Of both sides. And yet, even seeing his friends in danger, as the thought of every free person in the world being put into bondage, the young avatar couldn't find the strength to continue. His one source of strength had left his realm months before.
The person that had given him the strength to continue, no matter what he was up against, had left three months before, for another realm. A realm where sickness and death didn't exist. The realm where she sat with Kyoshi, Roku, and Princess Yue, sitting on a throne of black stone, surrounded by her element. Toph Bei Fong sat in the mountain halls she had inherited from the spirit of the world.(I don't know if there is really a spirit of the world but pretend)
Yes, Toph Bei Fong had died. Three months before the second invasion, she had fallen ill. The tiny earthbender had just blown it off as a cough, but she was wrong. The little girl had caught a virus that only a firebender could survive.
The virus was native to the Fire Nation and was carefully kept in its boundaries. Only Firebenders could survive the virus, because only they had a natural body temperature high enough to withstand the fever the horrible virus brought.
Aang remembered watching his earthbending teacher lay in her stone tent, her face bright red as her tiny body fought the fever, Katara kneeling beside her, trying to heal her.
She died six days later.
Aang had drawn away from his friends, drawing into a shell as solid as the metal his love had once bent. The young Avatar had fallen deeply in love with the loud little blind girl. After he finally wised up and let Katara go, he had seen Toph in a completely new light. And he had fallen hard.
The young Avatar's eyes drifted from his friends and the carnage of the battle field to his left writs, and the green ribbon tied there. Toph's headband.
Gaining whatever strength that piece of cloth offered, the young boy rocketed into the inner chamber of the Fire Palace.
And there he stood. In all his glory, stood the tyrant that planned to finish the war, Fire Lord Ozai. The man slowly turned, his dark eyes falling upon the twelve year old boy that dared to oppose him.
He was startled to see the hatred in those cold gray eyes. They were dead. The once bright eyes of the young Airbender were now nothing more then cold stones, sadness, loss, and hatred radiating out of them.
"This ends now Ozai." The boy raised his staff to the Fire Lord.
"You are correct, sir. Sadly, you won't be the one walking away." The Fire Lord spun the rest of the way, fully facing the boy.
The battle that ensued was long, fire, earth, metal, and wind lashed out in every direction, destroying anything that dared defy it. After what seemed like an eternity, the avatar finally fell.
Aang collapsed to the ground, his gray eyes shut tight as the fire burned across his arm.
I can't do this. Roku, Kyoshi, I can't beat him. Please, let me join you. Let me join Toph. Please.
"Get up!" Aang's eyes shot open. He lifted his face to stare at the room expecting to find Ozai towering over him, a fireball at the ready. The scene that met his eyes was completely different.
Ozai was still there, but on the opposite side of the huge room. He backed into a corner as an obsidian colored sword made of rock from a meteor prodded his chest, pushing him back. The holder's blue eyes glared straight into his face, any fear that should have been there, either was not now, or never existed. On either side of the warrior stood a beautiful waterbender, ice coating her hands, coming to sharp needles at her fingers, and golden eyes glared at the king as flames danced on his fists.
Aang was amazed that his friends had made it in time to save him, but they were all too preoccupied to have spoke to him.
"Get up Now Aang. Stand up! I haven't let you fall yet and I don't intend to now."
Aang's silver eyes widened a fraction. There was no way she was here now. She was gone.
"I swear if you make me tell you to standup one more time, there's gonna be a new Avatar. Get up!" He knew that voice, but it was impossible.
The Avatar stood his back to the voice. As he slowly turned, he saw the raven black hair, pale skin, and green clothes.
"What do you think you're doing? I taught you to be rocklike, so why are you acting like a leaf in the wind? Don't tell me you started thinking like an Airbender again. That thinking isn't going to help you win this war."
Aang stared at the girl in front of him. There stood Toph Bei Fong, hands on her hips, foot tapping, and blind eyes glaring at him through her dark bangs.
"How are you here?" Aang whispered.
"I'm a spirit, I can go wherever I want, and you're the bridge between our worlds, so I can show myself to you. Now tell me why it took you so long to stand. I thought I had already pounded into your brain that you need to be rocklike." Toph stepped forward as she spoke, her face coming within inches of the Avatar's.
"I can't do this anymore. I can't beat him. It's impossible." Aang dropped his head, ashamed that he couldn't defeat Ozai.
"Impossible." Toph's voice was almost silent, barely audible. "Is it as impossible as a blind girl living a normal life. As impossible as a blind girl not being a china doll, but being the best earthbender to ever exist? As impossible as a simple Airbender boy being the Avatar. Is it as impossible as a girl from a tiny tribe at the South Pole teaching herself to be a waterbender, overcoming anything that would stop her, including a man who refused to teach her because she was a girl? Is it as impossible as a banished prince, who's only goal is to restore his honor, forgets all other things, to teach the one boy who he was supposed to be capturing? Is it as impossible as a joking water tribe boy, becoming a great warrior? Is it as impossible as one boy living a hundred years in an iceberg?... Is it as impossible as a twinkle-toed Airbender, falling in love with a rough earthbender? Well… Is it?"
Aang had nothing to say. All of those things should have been impossible. But his friends were living proof that none of them were. All were possible.
Aang stared at Toph's milky green eyes. "How can I keep fighting without you?" The whispered question was almost to quiet for even Toph to hear.
"Aang, you're connected to everything. Even the Spirit World. You can do this. And if you can't, you're going to get an ear full from me. Now show me just how impossible, it is to defeat Ozai." Toph leaned up on her tip toes, kissing Aang's cheek before melting away in a cloud of smoke, her blind eyes the last thing left in the physical world.
Aang's eyes slowly opened as he regained consciousness. He lifted his face from the cold metal floor to stare at the corner where his friends stood at a stand off with Ozai.
Aang gathered his strength before pushing himself off the ground into a run, crouching to grab his staff as he ran to his friends' side.
Maybe his task wasn't quite as impossible as he thought.
Yeah, I killed Toph, I'm actually really depressed about it. And it was kinda embarrassing how my dad was reading this over my shoulder. I'm not really sure I want him to read this, at least, not while I'm sitting here typing it. That's kinda embarrassing. Anyways review guys, you will get a cookie! A very good one!
Tenneyshoes
