Hi, I am returned, this is where we part ways, yes ladies and gentleman, this is the final chapter. My plot bunnies died. Please excuse me if it seems dull or its too weird. Thank you for all the support I received during the duration of this story. Huggles, Darth-In-Training.
P.S. If you like Star Trek/Star Wars, I am beta'ing a story by He-Wh0-Must-N0t-Be-Named. Its intresting.
"Katara!" Sokka screamed, running over to his sister. The rest for the Gaang followed him as did Vegeta, who kept a wary eye out for the enemy. "Ouch" they heard the young water-bender moan in pain. When the smoke cleared from around the small pit, they could see her, she was covered in blood.
He glared at the old man in front of him. "Are you senile?" agitated saiyan growled. "Tea is good for the soul" Iroh replied, "it is a pleasure to make and even better to drink. I think you would love running a tea shop with me."
"You are stunted in your brain old man" Brolly announced . His time was being wasted, he felt the monster withing start trying to break free.
/Kill him! Destroy his body. Make him feel pain for wasting our time!/ it growled.
A curtain of red fell over his eyes, he felt bloodlust start to build.
Right at the point where he was about to kill the old man, something hot, refreshing and soothing spilled down his open mouth. He had opened it to scream a war-cry, but it choked in his throat and was drowned by the drink.
The bloodlust faded, the red lifted like a curtain and the world returned to its proper color. Coughing and spluttering, he glared at the old man. "did you just throw tea down my throat?" his voice was filled with disbelief and amazement. That was the first time anyone had stopped the monster from manifesting.
"You looked a little flustered, and your eyes were red. You also looked very tense, now you are relaxed" the old fire-bender pointed out, his voice calm. The Legendary was about to respond when he realized the man had a point.
"Now, about that tea shop" Iroh said, a smile on his elderly face as the young being sat down cross legged, looking peaceful and nothing like the glow-stick that had appeared yesterday.
They spent the remainder of the day talking about tea. Whenever Brolly became angry, Iroh handed him tea. They decided to head for Ba Sing Se the next day, and start The Jasmine Dragon tea shop. Iroh had gained a new son, and Brolly finally had a father-figure who didn't want to use him as a weapon.
Zuko and Vegeta both stared at the hot air balloon that rose from the cliff next to them. In a basket at the bottom stood two figures with black hair in fire nation robes. Once was female, the other was male.
"Azula" Zuko growled, then his eyes widened as he realized who the other figure was. "Father?!" he gasped, wide eyes staring in shock.
The two fire-benders hopped down, and stood smirking at the ragtag group. "So, we meet at last Avatar, I am Fire-Lord Ozi." the taller figure announced, looking very high and mighty.
"I'm not ready, what do we do?" Aang asked Sokka and Toph, eyes wide with fear.
"Fire-Lord?" A familiar voice questioned dryly, the Gaang could tell something smart alecy was about to be said, "really? That's the best name you could come up with? Why didn't you make a better sounding title? Like 'Lord of Fire and Flame'?" the Saiyan continued, standing with his back to the puzzled Fire-benders.
Ozi thought for minute, why didn't he think of that, that sounded much cooler, now he felt almost lame. But he couldn't let this squirt insult him, he was the Fire-Lord after all. Wow, that was kind of lame sounding.
"And just who do you think you are squirt?" his daughter said, in a you-are-insignificant-compared-to-me voice.
"Prince Vegeta, Super-Saiyan, and Last of the Saiyan race" He proclaimed proudly, standing as tall as possible. Unfortunately for the proud prince, that was not very tall.
"Should I be impressed?" Ozi mocked, "though I must ask, how much money did you spend to get your hair like that."
Vegeta felt rage fill him "You are going to pay for that!" he screamed at the smug fire-bender. He charged the tyrant, ready to fight. Right before he reached Ozi, he heart Zuko
"Aang, Sokka, watch over Toph and Katara, this is my fight." and he saw the young prince charge his sister.
He felt a rise in Ozi's ki, and quickly jumped over the fireball that was shot at him. He threw himself forward, using his own ki to boost him and hit the fire-bender from the air, punching him hard in the nose. "Argh! You brat" he grabbed his nose to stem the bleeding. The saiyan started punching and kicking. The Fire-Lord quickly recovered and started countering and counter attacking.
Zuko was in a similar situation off to the side. Then, Zuko did something that caught Azula by surprise. "Final Fire!" he yelled, cupping his hands, and throwing them out at his semi-crazed sister. A red, flame shaped energy ball shot out at her, Vegeta could feel the power from were he was had Ozi in headlock "I still win the bet cause I learned first!" he shouted, tightening his grip on the other man.
Azula tried to dodge, but the energy shifted and rammed into her, her screech of pain could be heard as it engulfed her. When the smoke started cleared on the battlefield, it revealed two standing figures and two figures on the ground. As it vanished into the air, it showed Zuko and Vegeta standing above their respective foes. Azula was curled up in a ball, unconscious, with burns all over. She would heal, but it wouldn't be fun. Ozi didn't appear to be damaged, but he was spread flat on the ground, his eyes rolled back in his head, with a fiercly smirking Vegeta standing over him, cracking his knuckles.
"you won" Sokka sounded completely astonished, "we won, the fire-lord is beaten" he promptly fainted.
Seeing him reminded Vegeta that Katara had been hurt, he quickly dashed over to the small pit. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw her sitting up, her wounds healed by either her or Aang. When she heard the prince, she jumped up and ran over. "Your ok!" she smiled, and gave him a huge hug.
"you only live once" he thought silently, before gently raising her head and pressing their lips together. He felt her lips press back against him, and knew. It would take some time to heal from a war that had been going on this long. But he intended to stay and help, with a beautiful girl by his side.
"Hey Sokka, you still alive?" Toph asked, kicking the water tribe boy. "EWWW! Why is Katara kissing mister High and Mighty! That's my sister you jerk, paws off!" he shouted, the saiyan uncoiled his tail, and raised it in the saiyan version of the finger.
The End.
Complete, feel free to yell at me for ending so lamely.