Aang stared at Sokka in disbelief. At first, he didn't think he heard him right. Then, it all hit him right in the face. He shook his head in denial, then stood up, backing way slowly, afraid it was all real. It didn't seem real, more like a dream-a nightmare. Sokka slowly approached Aang, putting his hand out. "Aang…it's going to be fine…remember, Kyoto, Katara and I will be with you." But Aang continued to shake his head, almost violently. "No…no! W-we can't. There's no way. We can't go there! Please…Sokka…" he couldn't help it. Tears were rolling down his cheeks. Sokka tried to put his hands on Aang's shoulders for support, but Aang pulled away.
Sokka replied very quietly. "Aang, you're going to be in disguise remember? You don't need to worry so much." Aang covered his face, and his shoulders were shaking. "H-how long before they find out? They'll take me away, and who knows what they'll do to you and Katara!" Sokka shook his head. "They won't find out, Aang." Kyoto heard everything, and curiosity got the better of her. "Find out what? What's wrong Aang?"
But Aang didn't answer. He turned heel, and was running as fast as he could, which we all know is impossible to catch up to. "I won't do it!" he yelled behind him.
Sokka tried to run after him for a minute, then stopped. "Aang!" he yelled out.
A few minutes later, Katara awoke. Rubbing her eyes, she asked "W-where's Aang?" Sokka looked down, Kyoto bit her lip. Sokka finally answered. "He ran off Katara…I'm so sorry…" Katara stared at her brother like horns just grew out of his ponytail. "What!" Then she let her thoughts sink in. "You told him, didn't you?" Sokka looked at the ground. "I had no choice, Katara…" Katara let her anger and quietions slip away, and thought about what was most important. "We have to find him!" Sokka nodded. Kyoto looked at the camp fire, and said "I'll stay here in case he comes back." Katara said quickly "Good thinking." Sokka grabbed a spear for protection, and Katara picked up a large torch-like stick and burned the end for light. Katara looked at her older brother. "Which way did you see him go?" Sokka pointed North. Leading the way, Katara glared at her brother. "He better be okay, Sokka."
About half a mile away, Aang was inside a small cave, hugging his knees. He wished he didn't run away, but he was too upset to turn back. Tears were still rolling down his eyes, and he shook, feeling helpless. A feeling he hated more then anything. This was one of those times when he wished more then anything that he wasn't the Avatar.
I know, it sucked. ; I hope you liked it anyway though. I was in a hurry, didn't have much time today, and you all have been begging… Anyways, there is so much to happen my head is spinning!