Hey guys! I know I am an awful horrible terrible for not updating in a while! I have had major writers block so this chapter may be a little suckish. Please stay with me and thanks to kataang4evr for reminding me that I haven't updated since like…Christmas or something like that…anyways for your patience I'm giving you this chapter and a sneak peek into one of my own personal books Alls fair in love and war. Even if I'm not supposed to do that, I feel like I owe it to you guys.
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender, however I do own Alls fair in love and war
Btw, in my actual story, you'll find that the main guy looks strangely like Aang…DUN DUN DUUUUN!
Aang's P.O.V.
Amnesia!?! I had amnesia? Since when did I have amnesia? "You've had it for a good while." Katara said, looking at me while she healed the burns on my hands. Where did I get those from?
"You forgot everything, man! You even forgot Momo and Appa!" Sokka said, chuckling a little.
"It wasn't funny Sokka! He didn't even remember us, remember? Or even himself! He thought a light bulb was just a shiny object and burned himself!" Katara said as Sokka burst out laughing. Katara sighed to herself, "Whatever, Sokka. Come on Aang, let's go upstairs." Katara grabbed my arms and pulled me upstairs.
"I didn't even remember you guys?" I asked, a little disbelieving. "Yeah, you did." She answered, a little sadly. "But how could I- you guys gave me a new home and everything! And I-I…how could I forget you!" I asked, shocked at myself.
"You hit your head pretty hard. I'm just glad you got your memory back!" Katara hugged me gently, making sure not to hurt me any worse.
"Me too, Katara," I said hugging her back, "Me too."
-Later that night-
"So do you think I should go back to school tomorrow?" I asked, as Katara was finishing up her homework. "Hmm, I don't think so. I think you should see the doctor first, just in case."
"Yeah, you're probably right. God I'm gonna have so much make-up work!" I groaned, Katara laughed as I flopped onto the couch dramatically. We were in the living room and she was doing her homework on the floor when Sokka came back from taking Toph out to eat. "Sup peoples…" Sokka said tiredly. "I'm off to do a bunch of homework and then pass out."
"Don't you do that every night?" Katara asked him. "Shut up." Sokka said, closing his door. I laughed and Katara smiled up at me. "What?" I asked.
"Its just good to see that you finally remember what a dope Sokka can be." Katara and I chuckled. We stayed quiet for about fifteen more minutes before Katara slammed her book closed. "Finished!" She cried with glee, "And its only nine thirty! I have just enough time to take a shower, read a chapter of my book, and go to bed!"
I smiled, "Good night, then, Katara." I said. "You going to bed?" She asked. "I got nothin' better to do." Was my answer, I stood up and gave her a hug. I then when to my room, plopped on my bed, and fell asleep.
-The next day-
I woke up at eight the next day, Katara and Sokka were probably already in their first period classes unless there was an early morning assembly. I got up and had a couple of pop-tarts and sighed. What the heck was I supposed to do from now until three thirty?
I looked at Appa and Momo and noticed they were getting kind of dirty so I gave them a bath; Momo was first since he as the smallest. Only then did I realize that I got my bandages wet and had to re-wrap them. So cleaning Appa was out of the question. My room was kind of dirty.
So I cleaned that until about noon. I had leftover spaghetti for lunch and finished watching "Deadliest Catch" on the Discovery Channel. I watched two episodes of that and at two o'clock I decided to pick up the living room. That went on until three. I still had thirty minutes.
What to do…
What to do…
I drummed my fingers on my knees as I sat on the couch. I sat there for thirty minutes, then another, and another. I was four thirty, where they okay? Finally at five I heard a car come into the driveway, I heard doors slam shut and a very angry Katara came in. "Hey Katara, what's wrong?" I asked concerned.
"Shut up." She told me coldly. I jumped a little in shock. "Did I do something?" I asked.
"Yes Aang, you did everything. Why the hell did I ask Gran-Gran to let you stay with us? What is my problem?" She said, I felt my heart ache. I looked at her sadly, shocked at her cruelty. "You don't want me here anymore?"
"No, idiot I don't." She said. That's when Zuko came in.
Sorry its so short! Its like I said, I've had major writers block so…yeah. Anyways, like I promised, here's a sneak peek into my own story Alls fair in love and war.
Prologue:
Location: Time Square, New York, New York. Starbucks ladies bathroom (SLB) Office, Recruiting Station.
Huntress Identification Card
Name: Kalaya Leon
Age: 20
D.O.B: 11/15/88
Race: Lioness
Soldier ID Number: 1470344
Status: High Lioness
Appearance: Brown hair, hazel eyes, Caucasian.
Height: 5'7"
Location: China Town, New York, New York. Hidden Alley building, Recruiting Station.
Soldier Identification Card
Name: Brian Moore
Age: 22
D.O.B: 2/12/87
Race: Alligator
Soldier ID Number: 1914515
Status: Great Gator
Appearance: Black hair, gray eyes, Caucasian
Height: 5'10"
Chapter 1: Explanations
As Kalaya stood in Time Square blending in with the crowd, she realized something.
This Alli is a complete idiot. He was standing in wide-open space, just begging to be assassinated. As she raised her gun to shoot him, Liz came up behind her and pushed the gun down. "Not yet," She whispered, "I think this is a set up, keep the gun down."
Kalaya nodded, looking at her fellow lioness. She was the highest status of lioness, Queen of the Pride. And her son was of high lion status, just below where his father should be, before an Alli shot him. Kalaya was a huntress, sent to seek out Alligators (a.k.a. "Allis") and kill them in their tracks, without getting killed herself. She started training when she was sixteen, and has had rigorous training since then, jumping from a low status to a high status in a time that most lionesses would have taken decades to accomplish.
She had found out she was a lioness when she was five. Her mother and father were killed in an Alli attack, and Liz had taken Kalaya under her wing, well, paw. She was forever grateful that Liz had considered Kalaya her own daughter. Kalaya thought of her as her mother, and often called her that. She considered Liz's son, Luca, her brother as they grew up together. But then he joined The Hunt, as they call it and Kalaya was left alone until she turned sixteen and decided to join as well.
These were the moments she was trained for. Though, an easy one-target was considered just practice in this game of cat-and-mouse, Kalaya took it very seriously. It was just her, and Liz. Luca had gone off because he, "had some bigger fish to fry!" as he had put it, ruffling her hair affectionately. She smiled at the memory, and snuck forward to stalk her prey. She looked around to see if she could spot any other Allis, making sure she still knew where the fresh meat was going. "I think its safe, I have your back just in case, take him down." She heard Liz whisper. Kalaya ran forward, finding her prey. Making sure there were no humans in her way, she pointed her gun towards the Alli. She cocked the gun, and before he could turn around, she shot him.
"Run!" She heard Liz scream, as she ran forward as to not get caught at the scene of the crime. She ran until she reached a nearby Starbucks and into the bathroom. Opening and closing the handicapped stall as Liz ran in, she opened the toilet paper dispenser and removed the toilet paper, finding the little button behind. She pressed the button and wall tiles were pulled back in the shape of a door. Once it opened they ran in and everything closed. George, a lion Starbucks employee, made sure to come into the girl's bathroom and put the dispenser back together. Also, to get the girls more toilet paper because the other roll fell into the toilet.
Kalaya walked forward into The Hunt's fortress, seeing a wall of TV's full of different places in New York where a lot of Allis have been spotted. The lioness, Jane, was watching them. "Good job Kalaya, nice and smooth." She commented.
"Thanks Jane." Kalaya said, walking down the hall, full of great lions and lionesses, who have fought in this hundred-year war. "Have you found any more clues?" Kalaya whispered to Liz. She sighed, "No, we're still not sure what this war is about. All we know is that our parents have fought, and our grandparents have fought and so on. So we're fighting, too."
Kalaya nodded absentmindedly; she always got the same answer. Nothing new was ever revealed to her.
Liz turned to Kalaya, "I think you should go home and take tomorrow off. You've been a very hard worker this week." Kalaya nodded, leaving Starbucks and heading to her apartment.
Brian Moore stood at Time Square, watching his fellow Alli, Devon, do some work. Now, Devon wasn't the smartest of Allis. This is considering he isn't being watchful in Lion territory. Brian shook his head and dismissed the thought, nothing could happen to Devon, right? After all, the Lions haven't made a move in the past couple of weeks. They must have realized they're no match for us, Brian chuckled. He followed Devon from a few yards away, considering he could still see him with ease, watching out for any Lions. He looked at Devon, then looked behind him a couple of feet. It was then he saw two Lionesses in hot pursuit. Before he could walkie-talkie Devon of the danger, he saw the youngest pull out a gun and shoot him. Brian felt his adrenaline pumping as he rushed after the Lionesses, feeling his heart drop at the sight of Devon's lifeless body.
He followed the two women, one about his age and the other a bit older, into a Starbucks. Before he knew it they were gone, but not before he caught a glimpse of the youngest. Brown hair, and captivating hazel eyes. He grunted in frustration, he'd have to look out for that one. No matter how pretty she was.
He marched angrily to China Town. There, he walked down a couple of streets to an alley. He walked down and slid under an elevated dumpster, pulling up the hidden latch to the Alli Headquarter. "Hey Brian," Jordan, the Alli leader, said, "Did something go wrong?" He asked, noticing the anger on his face. "Where's Devon?"
"Devon got shot down, two Lionesses went after him." Brian explained, "Kevin and Harold are taking care of his body."
"What about the Lioness?" Jared asked.
"There were two," Brian repeated, "But I think one of them was just helping the other. The youngest was the one that shot Devon."
"How old was she?" He asked, wondering how young the "youngest" could be.
"Around my age." Brian told him, not mentioning how beautiful she had looked, "I think we'll have to look after her. She has long brown hair and hazel eyes; I know that doesn't narrow it down too much. At least we have something."
Jared nodded, Brian started to walk past him but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder, "You should go home and get some rest, take tomorrow off. You've worked a lot this week." Brian nodded and headed to his apartment.