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Kayko15: glad u didn't cry. I don't like it when ppl cry. DEVIL: of COURSE u don't! ME: shut up.

Chapter 6: Nightmare of a Dream

Lerolas' spirit was keeping heavy guard over the baby Souzen. She knew he was just waiting for her to leave, so his plans could take their next step. But his wish wouldn't be granted, for now.

One day, Lerolas saw Sokka just outside the Palace with Zhao and Jun.

"SOKKA! GET AWAY FROM HERE!" Lerolas cried, and ran through the wall, and down to Sokka.

This was Souzen's chance.

Lerolas ran through a window on the bottom floor of the Palace, and looked at Sokka, who was looking up at the Palace walls. Jun and Zhao were standing behind him.

"How much longer?" Sokka asked. Jun and Zhao, from behind their hoods, looked at each other.

"We don't know, but we promise you, all we want is Zuko, you can deal with your sister in any way you please, we won't give a damn." Sokka nodded.

Lerolas screamed in rage, and people, in the spirit world, looked up when they heard the ghostly Elf wail.

"SOKKA YOU GOD DANG MORON! CAN'T YOU WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Lerolas ran up and put her transparent hands in Sokka's head. She ignored the memories Sokka held and focused on transmitting images into Sokka's head.

Lerolas scrunched up her eyes, and tried to make the images in her dead head transmit into Sokka's living one.

This is hard, because she was sending something from the spirit world into Life, even if it was a fragment of a vision.

Sokka's eyes got wide as an idea popped into his head, but he had not made it up on his own.

Sokka looked around. It was a cold, hard, gray barren waste land.

"What happened?" He asked, utterly confused.

In the distance, Sokka saw a figure, and with it, came a mist. Under the veil of mist, bodies appeared, all slain, bloody, and dead. Many were missing limbs.

At Sokka's feet, Katara and Zuko's dead bodies lay, looking up at him with blank, meaning less eyes. Sokka backed away, and tripped over another corpse. Sokka looked down, and saw it was Aang.

The mist was getting thicker, and it blocked Sokka's view.

"What's going on?" He yelled into the nothingness.

The mist suddenly disappeared like that, and Sokka saw the figure up close.

It was a man, an old man. He looked about the age of Sokka's father, possibly even older. His pale face was deathly white, as if he were cold. And his eyes were almost literally, liquid gold. Sokka could see something moving in the color of the man's eyes.

He wore the traditional robe of the Fire Lord.

Sokka realized whoever this was, they would be, or were, a Fire Lord.

Suddenly, the man in the Fire Lord's robe slimmed down, and he looked like he was Sokka's age. But his eyes were still the same, he still had the same evil smirk.

They were the same person.

Again, the young man slimmed down, until he was a baby. He looked just like Katara's child.

Suddenly, the baby was engulfed in flames, and lo! Before Sokka, stood a crying Lerolas.

"Don't do this Sokka," she cried. Lerolas started to wave her arms around.

"See this? All of this?" Sokka looked around at all the dead bodies, then looked back at Lerolas, and nodded.

"This is what will be if you help those hooded figures. Don't do this Sokka…" And everything went out.

Lerolas wrenched her hands away, and looked at Sokka for after effects of her vision.

"Hopefully that'll make Sokka come to his sense." Lerolas whispered sadly. Just then, realization hit her. Lerolas sprinted back through the walls of the Palace, and made her way up.

She had left Souzen alone.

Sokka looked dazed as he came out of his daydream. More like a day-nightmare.

Sokka looked at the hooded figures, and wondered who was behind the shadows.

"I'm sorry, but our deal is off." Zhao and Jun screamed in rage.

Lerolas bursted through the wall of Souzen's nursery, and saw that Souzen was asleep.

"NO! He'll transfer his dreams to his parents, and that'll have effects that only he will love!" Lerolas screamed. She ran over to the crib, and shoved her hands into his head once more.

She ignored the memories, and focused on Souzen's dreams. They weren't pretty.

Souzen was destroying everything in his path, all the things beautiful. And smiled at all things ugly.

His parents, Katara and Zuko, only told him good job and keep it up. Lerolas knew they were seeing this too, only as a daydream.

Then, Souzen turned to his parents, and engulfed them in flames. As they slowly turned to ashes and their son laughed happily, Katara and Zuko chimed in an encouraging voice.

"Good job, our son, keep up the good work…" Just then, Souzen noticed Lerolas standing in his wonderful dream.

Lerolas was hurled out of the dream, and skidded through the wall. She reappeared through it, and saw the baby Souzen glaring up at her.

"Just wait till the Solstice, stupid Elf. Then I can rule this body, and destroy your spirit at the same time." He hissed. Lerolas spat at the vision of the true Souzen peeking through his baby host.

"I'd like to see you try."

Jus then, Katara came in. She walked through Lerolas, and Lerolas was sent into a whirlwind of memories she couldn't control or stop until Katara got out of her.

Katara seemed to sense something wading through her memories, and walked out of the place Lerolas was standing to look at her 6 month old son.

"What are you staring at?" Katara cooed as she noticed her son's glare. Lerolas made a gagging sound at the sight.

Souzen started to make a fuss as he watched Lerolas insult his so called mother. Katara picked him up and rocked him in her arms.

"What's the matter Souzen?" Souzen glared at the spot where Lerolas stood glaring. Katara looked up at that spot, then nuzzled her son.

"Shh, it's ok. It's not like you can see spirits." And Katara waltzed out of the room, her son in her arms. Lerolas followed, a glare plastered on her face.

"Oh how wrong you are, Katara. I'm surprised you can't see spirits either, after all, you saw his nightmare of a dream."

Souzen's a bad baby.lol.

INSANITY AT ITS FINEST
LONG LIVE THE HIPPIES!

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