Flames Of Hatred

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Here's Chapter 2 of my first "Avatar" fanfic!

OK, if anybody's seen the show, you'll recognize the first scene of the chapter. That was featured in "Avatar" Episode #2, "The Southern Air Temple". (It's in the flashback when Ang tells Katara & Saka about Monk Kiatso.)

Forgive me if the element-bending trick descriptions stink. I'm not good at describing complex stuff like that. (After all, I am not of their world...)


Chapter 2: Destruction, Despair, & Determination

This is the Air Nation. In this beautiful, bountiful land, monks & flying bison (as well as the occasional lemur) live peacefully together in harmony in the mountains.

On the balcony of a mountain-house, an old man was baking something in his quiva.

"The secret is in the gooey center," said the old man as he magically fluffed up some orange gelatin-like goo in the center of a doughy pound cake, having taken it out of the oven.

As the elderly gentleman placed the cake by three other cakes with purple, red, & golden goo, he said, "My ancient cake-making skills have taught me this."

Elsewhere, a little boy (wearing red-&-yellow robes, with light-blue markings on his white body) was sitting on the ledge of the balcony, looking wistful (& perhaps a little bored) as he gazed down over the land of peaceful monks & happy animals.

As he watched over his surroundings, the little boy sighed sadly.

The old man noticed the look on the little boy's face, & he questioned in concern, "Something appears to be bothering you, is it, Ang?"

Ang sighed again. He lamented in naivety, "Monk Kiatso, it's just this whole Avatar thing. I don't understand. What if I'm not ready for this Avatar business? Maybe the monks made a mistake."

Monk Kiatso just said, "The only mistake they made was telling you before you turned 16. But we can't concern ourselves with what was; we must act upon what is!"

Ang & Monk Kiatso looked down again at the golden rays of the Sun shining down over the peaceful land of the Air Nation.

Ang looked back up at Monk Kiatso.

The elderly monk then grinned at Ang, & asked, "Now, are you going to help me with these cakes, or not?"

Ang smiled. "All right."

Not too long after that, Ang & Monk Kiatso had gone from making cakes to practicing Airbending, the ancient art of using air, wind, & clouds to do the most incredible feats.

Together, at the same time, Ang & Monk Kiatso reared back, made big balls of wind, & tossed them at the cakes like airy bowling balls.

The wind-balls caught the cakes, & made them fly up into the air.

All four cakes landed on the heads on four meditating monks, interrupting their peaceful moment.

In a matter of moments, a group of lemurs had come, & the little white monkeys were now eating the cakes off the monks.

As they saw the funny scene, Ang & Monk Kiatso both laughed merrily.

Monk Kiatso bowed, & said to Ang, "Your aim has improved greatly, my young pupil."

Ang bowed to his elderly monk mentor, & beamed with humble pride.

Then the two Airbenders went back inside their temple to play.


"Firebenders have landed on our shores! And they're ready to battle us!"

All the monks gasped in fear. They knew Firebenders were aggressive, but they were totally taken by surprise by the news of the newly-unleashed war.

Without wasting a moment, they went back to their temples & houses, & hid in safety, plenty of them praying for protection.

In their mountain-temple, Monk Kiatso had just come outside. A panicked look was on his face.

"Ang! Come quickly!"

Ang immediately stopped playing with his little toys, & rushed outside.

He was not prepared for what he saw.

Firebenders were on the mountainous regions, preparing to destroy anything that was in their way.

Unfortunately for them, they were having a bit of trouble climbing up the rocky hillsides.

Ang looked desperately at Monk Kiatso. "What are we gonna do, Monk Kiatso!"

The elderly monk gestured to the house, & said, "Quickly, Ang! Gather as much as you can carry, & leave for somewhere safe!"

Ang took one last look at Monk Kiatso, then rushed back inside the house to pack his toys, his map of the Element World, his staff (which could turn into a glider), some food, his sleeping bag, some extra clothes, & a few extra things into his knapsack.

Then, with his items, the little boy rushed outside.


In the small gardens by the Southern Air Temple, a 10-foot flying bison was grazing lazily on a small bush.

Ang rushed over to the bison, & hopped onto his large back.

Ang then sat down in a little "cockpit", placed his knapsack down by his side (remembering to carefully strap it in), & took the reins.

"C'mon, Appa, yip-yip!"

The flying bison then took off.

As Ang flew up into the sky, he took one last look at the Air Nation.

The Firebenders appeared to be running away from the mountains, & back to their navy ship.

Ang smiled. Looked like a good sign...


In the large, seemingly-endless sea, a huge thunderstorm was brewing.

In the chaos of the tempest, Ang & Appa were floating helplessly in the water.

As soon as Ang had recovered from the shock of a thunderclap, a huge tidal wave came over him.

Ang couldn't save himself. Slowly, he & Appa sank deeper & deeper into the dark water.

But before he could finally drown, Ang's eyes began to glow in a blinding blue light.

Then, Ang felt himself spinning around in the interior of a huge water-ball.

As the water-ball grew & surrounded Ang & Appa, it began to rise up towards the surface, & freeze into a huge sphere of ice...


In his small chamber, Prince Tano couldn't sleep.

And who should come in to interrupt his futile attempts at slumber, but Uncle Mosho!

The old man panted for breath, as he looked like he was in quite a hurry.

"Prince Tano, we have bad news."

Prince Tano got up. He wanted to hear it.

Uncle Mosho sighed, & said, "The Avatar is missing."

Prince Tano's eyes flashed angrily. "WHAT!"

"We have no idea where he is. But the sages say he is probably dead."

"Dead? How can that possibly be!"

"Probably ran off somewhere in the wilderness & died."

"When did this happen!"

Uncle Mosho answered his nephew, "As soon as we had struck back."

"You mean to tell me that you killed all the Airbenders, but you couldn't catch the Avatar!"

Uncle Mosho nodded in affirmation.

Just then, the elderly man gasped, & ducked as Prince Tano threw a shoe at him.

Prince Tano shouted in rage, "Well, we must find him, & capture him! I will NOT let that man ruin my plans to take over the Element World!"

Uncle Mosho sighed again, & waited for his nephew's orders.

Prince Tano directed, "Go get the Fire Navy! We're going to destroy everyone who may be hiding the Avatar!"


AUTHOR'S NOTES: OK, Chapter 3 is coming up ASAP, so hang tight!