Chapter 3: Sokka
"Now your destinies are intertwined with his."
Two years ago, when his father was preparing to head to the Earth Kingdom to defend it from invading Fire Nation armies, perhaps he had thought that would have been his destiny, too. Yet here he was, preparing to set of on another adventure aboard a giant six legged flying bison, accompanied by his little sister and the avatar. Part of him wished still that he could have gone with his father, that he could have led a more normal destiny. Most of him knew though, that like his grandmother had said as they set off on their journey, his destiny was intertwined with Aang's. He realized, however crazy and dangerous their adventures seemed, he was perhaps playing a more important role accompanying the avatar than he would have played fighting the Fire Nation with his father.
However insignificant he sometimes felt, compared to the powers of the avatar, and to his sister's waterbending prowess, he was beginning to realize he indeed played an important part, not just in their destinies, but in the destiny of the world. He was slowly losing the regret of not being old enough to travel with the Water Tribe warriors to the Earth Kingdom. Yes, it was probably his rightful place to be with Katara and Aang.
He looked at his sister. Her eyes were on Aang, who was sitting nearby holding his knees, his head buried in his lap. He had been sitting like this for a while now, and hadn't said much to them since his return from finding the cure for their sicknesses. Sokka noticed his clothes were muddy, and torn in places. Whatever had happened, he realized it best to leave him be, as his sister was.
Almost the second this thought exited his mind, his sister began walking over to Aang, a worried expression on her face. Pondering why almost everything in his life was filled with irony, he followed.