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FireGurl107: no, the Great God doesn't want the Fire Nation to win. He doesn't care who wins, he's the greatest winner in the end, or so it seems. Crap, I said 2 much. And in a very stupid way, the Great God IS bringing peace, if only for a hundred years. And if u want 2 c if Kellie saved humanity, just wait and c… Aang is dead, and won't b reincarnated. Y? it shall b explained in time. And this is ur requested update.
Sulana Jay: hmm, I hav been planning on a sequel, I just don't kno wut 2 title it. But that should b announced soon.
Lopchop: ARG! I'm not happy unless u're miserable! (punches wall, and knuckles begin 2 bleed) DEVIL: Flame! Go get popcorn! Flame: yes, m'am! ME: (rolls eyes) sry, but I'm done. And when I think about it, i doubt u'll scream until the end.
Chapter 23: The Goddess of Life
The light didn't even phase Kellie as she tried to make her way to the core of it. Finally, she thought she saw something, something red. As Kellie got closer, she saw it was the heart that had been ripped from Aang's body. It was pulsing and beating.
Kellie put one hand over her own heart, and one over her stomach. The one on her heart dug into the skin of her shoulder as she vomited onto the metal. But it had disappeared in the brilliance. Kellie had the vague feeling she was walking on air.
Kellie looked up, and saw the faint shadow, Upon closer inspection, she saw it quite remarkably resembled Aang.
She understood, the Great God had no true form. It just shape shifted with each new Avatar.
There was the strange feeling of being moved, and Kellie tried to look back from where she had come. But there was nothing there. Kellie was trapped in the white brilliance of nothing that was the Great God's appearance.
"Time to end this." The God spoke. Now his voice resembled Aang's when his Avatar spirit was activated. Kellie smirked.
"I'm sorry, but you're too young." The Great God turned to her, and stared. The half-blood bender got the feeling he was looking into her being.
"What do you mean?" Kellie began to examine her nails and circle the shadow that had once been her friend.
"I'm just sayin," she began.
"You look like a child, and probably act like one too." She stopped examining her nails, and turned to the Great God. He stared at her with a heated glare.
"You are too young to do this. You do not know what you are doing. You willkilloff everything, and make it gray. All beauty will be lost." The shadowed God waved it aside.
"Casualty. It's only a casualty. I must not care for casualties if I want to cleanse this world." Kellie chuckled.
"What's so funny?" Kellie sighed, and grinned down at the boy-shaped God.
"What's funny, is that about two weeks ago I told your host that I'm just a casualty. I guess you plan to get rid of me, since I'm a casualty, right?" For a second, Kellie swore that the boyish heart in the Great God made him re-decide on his decision.
Then, the Great God shook his head.
"Yes. All casualties will be taken care of as well." Kellie sighed, and looked away.
"Ready to watch, and see all those lives killed?" The Great God asked with a smirk. Kellie turned to face him, and just as he began his duty, she ran up to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. And there was skin to wrap her arms around.
Kellie felt the wave of power course through the body she was clinging to, and she didn't know why she held on. Because she had direct contact, she felt all the Great God felt.
Thousands of deaths that had been witnessed, rapes unable to stop, screaming children and mothers and fathers all wanting to rejoin, Kellie saw all this as the Great God used it to kill off every living thing in the Avatar world. Eventually, Kellie became aware that her arms were burning hot against the Great God's neck. She threw her head back and screamed, as she felt her arms pull away from the white-hot intensity.
Aaron looked up and out through the snowy window. He had no Happy New Years. Not without his little sister. And yet, he thought he had just heard her scream.
Aaron felt his fists clench, if that Prince did anything, he swore…
But his fists unclenched, when he heard his sister stop her screams of pain.
Kellie managed to crack an eye open, and saw her arms still attached, and grasping around the Great God's (who looked like Aang) neck, only it wasn't Aang. Whoever it was, they were from the Earth Kingdom, and was a woman. Kellie's feet just barely grazed the ground, this woman was taller than Aang.
Kellie recognized her as Avatar Kyoshi, from Avatar chapter 4. She understood, each memory came from a different past life, and the Great God had to change his shape to distribute that memory. Kellie felt herself hit the ground, then go back up into the air, with each new Avatar. Kellie had a feeling the memories flashing by her mind, were going backwards in the order of which they had been seen.
Finally, Kellie felt her feet hit the ground, flat. She looked down, and saw the Great Gdo had once again taken the shape of Aang. He looked up at her, and smiled, for the first time.
"My job is done, for a long, long, time." He announced happily. Kellie looked over her shoulder in despair. All the people she had once known and loved, were just skeletons in armor.
"I shall return, but won't be seen in my brilliance for many centuries." He continued. Then he wrapped one arm around Kellie's waist, and turned her towards the edge of his orb of light. Kellie didn't want to see all the long lost bodies, but she couldn't look away.
"Before I go, I must tell you," the young God began. Kellie looked down at him.
"Yes?" The child-like boy grinned.
"It appears, you have some work to do." And with one brilliant flash, (Kellie surprisingly looked away.) the Great God was gone. Not to return until later in this story, and lifetime.
She looked down, and saw a skeleton at her feet. She looked around, and saw the whole crew's bones were scattered about the deck. Luckily, the skeletons were still intact.
She knelt down, and placed her hand against the cold skull forehead. Long, misty tendrils of orange fog sneaked out from under her palm, and wrapped around the limbs and bones. She stood up, and saw life and skin slowly growing, returning to the bones.
She sighed, and moved on to the next skeleton. There were now more than 50 piles of bones in armor, sitting on deck. And she had to return life to them all.
She didn't know how long it took to return the life to those men, but she knew it got a little harder with each new body. She had no idea what time it was, for there was no sun or moon. The sky was now a dark gray, and the metal ship had long since been rusted over with orange rust.
She had only two bodies left, when she looked up at her work. The tendrils of orange mist were still wrapped around all the skeletons, and saw skin and life return to the bones.
Some men were even back to the Living, and sitting up. She shook her head, and returned to the man at hand. She noticed part of his skull, around his left eye, it seemed a little bent. She smiled, and put one hand on top of his skull, and the other on his left eye socket. The tendrils of life-returning orange mist wrapped around the young man's skull, and body, and the life slowly began to return.
She stood up, and examined the deck. Everyone still hadn't gathered their bearings. There was still one noticeable body left. She walked up to it, no one noticing her. She stared a the body, it was wrapped in orange and yellow clothes, and looked like a young child. She lazily drew the shape of an arrow on his skull, down his neck. Faint lines where she had drawn remained. The tendrils of orange healing mist slipped from her hand, and wrapped around his body. Within the lines where she had drawn, a blue light shone.
"I return life to thee, Avatar Aang, of the time of War, in the era the Great God and Goddess of Life return to the earth. And with the return of your life, comes the return of all other lives that have been lost." And the orange mist floated up into the sky, to return the skin to the bones, and life to the lost hearts of all living creatures in the Avatar world.
She inhaled the scent of the reborn world, and smiled, it was full of the scent of life.
She turned around, and saw men rising to their feet wearily. Many held hands to their heads. Some turned her way, but she ignored their piercing eyes. Because she saw one more life that needed to be resurrected.
She walked forward, and the soldiers cleared a path for her. She finally reached the end of the path, and saw the dead skeleton. Or looked to be dead.
There was a young man with a scar kneeling next the body. He looked up when she came forward. He gasped.
Zuko had woken up with a splitting headache. The last thing he remembered was a bright light, then everything going black, and now, here he was, staring up at the sky not knowing what had happened. When he had looked around, he saw his men also waking up from some mysterious sleep.
Then, Zuko noticed the worse thing possible.
Kellie wasn't waking up.
He had rushed to her side, and held her in his arms. Zuko wasn't even sure if she was breathing.
Then, Zuko heard footsteps, and looked up. A strange girl dressed in gray clothing, which was a gray t-shirt and gray bell-bottom pants, snow white hair, and gray eyes, appeared out of nowhere. Zuko felt as if he knew the mysterious stranger, and noticed something else about her hair.
There was a streak of black. And not just in any place.
The exact same place Kellie had a streak of purple.
This stranger was an awkward mirror of Kellie, and had come to help. The stranger took Kellie, and examined her.
She pushed the locks of white hair behind both ears, so she could see what she was doing. This mysterious girl was an interesting case.
Her body had been preserved through the disaster, and she was still alive. Her spirit, her life force, was simply locked away, misplaced.
The gray girl tucked some of Kellie's red hair behind one of her ears, and she smiled at Kellie. She looked very familiar, like a long lost friend.
I've seen your face before, stranger, I just can't place the name.
She smiled at the saying. The girl did not remember who told her that. Was it her father?
What is a father anyway?
She smiled, and knew what to do. This girl did not require much.
Zuko watched the stranger girl with slight interest. What was she going to do? Kiss Kellie's forehead and tell him she would be better soon? Well, he wasn't too far off.
The girl placed one hand behind Kellie's head, and breathed on her face.
Zuko nearly fainted at the mysterious girl's cure. Breathe on her? What kinda cure was that?
She gently laid Kellie down, then looked up at Zuko. She gave him a bright, cheery smile.
Zuko bit his tongue when the girl in gray smiled at him. Her smile was just like Kellie's. It forced him, and all the other men on board, to blink. When their eyes opened, the mysterious girl with gray clothes, eyes, and white hair was gone.
Kellie moaned as she opened her eyes. She had a major headache, and needed some sleep. Not to mention a good meal.
Kellie sat up, and turned to Zuko with a gentle smile. He didn't notice her until she spoke.
"Hi, Zuko! Can we get married now?"
ok, I'm super sry about the long wait. I'm just really busy with jobs and homework. Ok? I hope 2 get the next chapter up within the next week. this is my longest chapter ever written, GO ME! any1 wanna take aguess as 2 who the girl in gray wuz? c'mon, don't b shy! (chapter 14!)
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