Disclaimer: Don't own Avatar. Just this story.
Sorry it took so long to update. I had lots of homework to do last week. Anyways, enjoy.
That morning after my dream, something special happened. I was still trying to catch up on some sleep; Chang came in with an excited grin on her face. This was strange because from the time I've spent with her. I've never seen her THIS childishly happy before.
"Teo, you'll never guess what happened last night!"
I was still a bit tired from last night, but I kept myself up and alert for Chang. She sat down next to me and with a snap of her fingers, a tiny flame sparked onto her index finger. I was in shock.
"I thought Indra said that you couldn't firebend!"
"He was right," Chang exclaimed, "up until now. Indra and I got into an argument last night and all of a sudden, I noticed sparks coming out from my fingers. This has never happened before. I don't know why, but ever since I brought you here, you seemed to have uplifted me. Like there was something inside of me that has been healed from a history of pain."
With those words, something hit me. The dream I had where I was split in two; the one that flew away, I finally figured what it was.
"My spirit!"
Chang cocked her head up in confusion, so I elaborated what I had said to fit with her story.
"A friend of mine once told me that benders used their spirits to pursue their skills. You've once said yourself that your spirit was broken for a long time. I believe that might be why you couldn't bend and now it's beginning to heal."
It seemed that Chang now understood and smiled.
"Well then perhaps I'll need to train and rehabilitate my spirit then… Also, I have another surprise for you."
She got up and walks over to the door, calling someone from outside the room that I wasn't able to see. It wasn't until a hand with 3 wooden fingers waved back from the doorway and my face instantly lit up.
"DAD!"
Sure enough, my dad, with that same old goofy smile on his face that I've come to love and remember, came running up to me and we both embraced each other in a hug with tears of joy.
"Its so good to see you, my son."
"How did you get here?" I asked.
"Well, the military pt me to work by building them weapons for war. Lieutenant-Colonel Indra told me that you were here and safe and this young lady helped bring me here." He said pointing to Chang, who smiled back embarrassingly.
"I'm glad to know you're alive, Teo. I've saved one of your gliders from the raid and kept it as a reminder of you. Perhaps someday you can go gliding like you use to in the old days."
I suddenly felt a pang in my heart once he mentioned the gliders. Chang's spirit may have been broken, but at least she has one. Mine on the other hand, has flown away from me, perhaps never to come back.
"I can't." I murmured, averting my eyes from my father.
"But that's impossible!" my dad exclaimed, "You've been gliding for years and you love it!"
"That was in the past, dad. I can't glide and I don't see any fun in it anymore! What if I hurt someone else and cause more trouble like I did the last time!"
My father eyes widened from shock. I don't blame him, since I've rarely acted like this, especially about gliding.
"Teo, it wasn't your fau-"
"Yes it was! My spirit has left me because I no longer had fun gliding! Because I've realized gliding was the only way I've ever gotten any attention from anyone and don't say you're different because my gliding was always an excuse for all your stupid inventions!"
My father stepped back from me with wide eyes. Even I was surprised in myself because I've never backlashed anyone like that before, not even my own father. What was happening to me!
Without any word, I got on my wheelchair; wheeled out the door, and stopped halfway through the hallway as I felt tears streaming down my face. So much confusion. Why did all of this have to happen?
So tell me what you think. Please R&R.
