The Price For Peace

by Cheese-Blocker

Amon, born on a small farm to the name of Solu, had his family and home burned down in front of him. By a firebender. Now, homeless, friendless, even faceless, Solu has only one thing: A drive. To rid the world of bending. Forever.

14. Rala

A soft hand strokes my face, I blink open my eyes. Sunlight filters through a window.

"You're awake, big brother."

I focus on the face staring into mine, the smiling face of a pretty twelve year old girl.

"Rala!"

"You recognize me."

"I only have one little sister. Plus you look just like Nos did." I sit up and throw my arms around her. "You're alright. Was I dreaming?"

"You're dreaming now."

"What?! No! Why?"

"Because if it wasn't I wouldn't have been smiling."

"Why not? You'd be alive!"

"Yes, but the Eme's would still practically own us."

"No they wouldn't, I just took their bending."

"No you didn't. You never learned how."

"Yes I did! I was just in their house. I have a burn to prove it." I pull up my long dark blue sleeve to show her, but the burn is gone. "What happened to it?"

"You never got it. You never went to Republic City. You never got a job with Ty-lee. You never learned chi-blocking. You never met Jasso. You were never given the ability to energybend."

"But..." She's not making any sense. "...I did."

"Not if I'm alive. If the fire never happened, if Mr. Eme never attacked, you would never have left the farm."

"I still could have."

"You never would have had the same determination to get rid of benders."

"I've never liked benders."

"But you always wanted to be one until the fire." She tilts her head and looks at me knowingly.

"I..."

"If there was no fire life would not have changed for us, or other nonbenders living under the tyranny of benders. We would be doomed to forever bow to their wishes because they have a power we can never possess. We had to die so that the whole world can be set free."

"But you were only three!" Several tears run down my cheeks. "Couldn't it have happened some other way?!"

She reaches over and wipes my tears away. "No, none other Solu. We had to die so that you can set the world free."

I know there is truth in her words. I take her hand in my own, relishing these few moments I have with her. My little sister. I wonder, if it was possible, would I change what had happened? It's not something I can answer, but there is one thing that will ever change. "I love you." I whisper.

She smiles and I lock the picture in my memory. "Don't let us down." Darkness as of sleep begins to cloak me as her final words drift softly to my ears. "Bring peace Amon."