Author's Note: I truly hope you enjoyed this journey with me! I know people were expecting a similar finish as the original series, but I was thinking through scenarios and what-ifs with Aang. Hopefully, I didn't disappoint too much. Let me know what you think and Happy Reading as always!
Disclaimer: Avatar: The Last Airbender does not belong to me. I fic therefore I am…
A Fitting End and A New Beginning
Cheers and jeers went out in the audience as Aang was dragged onto the platform hastily built for the Avatar's execution. Aang's face was unreadable as the people took in the "Great Avatar" who was nothing more than a child.
This was the supposed hero of the four nations? What would he have been able to do against the might of the Phoenix King? They wondered. Ozai sneered. This was the threat he worried about all this time? A boy... His smile was cruel and haughty. He would relish putting away this weak and puny "savior." Ozai thought to give the Avatar final words to further boost his glory. This was exactly the moment Aang expected and hoped for. Ozai's voice was full of scorn and disdain.
"Any final parting words before I end you, boy?" he growled. Aang smiled to himself while he held his head down.
"Yes, mighty Phoenix King," he said to distract his enemy only a moment more. Aang took the lessons he learned from Toph on metal bending and loosened the shackles that held him fast. As he lifted his head and gazed at the Former Fire Lord his eyes glowed a fierce and intense blue. The spirits of all his incarnations vowed to assist him in his mission one last time. His voice echoed deeply across the courtyard with the voices of his predecessors.
"May this my final act in life honor my ancestors and free this world." He said moving faster than light as he lifted the unsuspecting Fire Lord into the sky before anyone could stop them. Aang shot up higher and higher releasing the Avatar State in order to drop them both into a free fall. Ozai fought to break away from the boy's hold and jet to safety but didn't realize that Aang also took a page from a certain acrobat's book and blocked the Fire Lord's chi so that he couldn't move nor escape using his fire blasts.
There would be no Phoenix King. This reign of terror was over. The Fire Lord squealed in horror knowing that his life was rapidly coming to an end in the most public and humiliating of ways. Aang smiled in his final moments as he heard the distant, healthy cry of his next incarnation deep in the tundra of the Southern Water Tribe. He died in peace knowing that the new Avatar had two of the best parents he wished he could have had to guide them.
THE END