Wow, hadn't expected this story to be so popular. Dragon side: People only read this because they feel sorry for you. Shut up, shut up, shut up!
A.R. SteelClaw: Cool name! This isn't a frat party, it's fanfiction. Screw it… I declare this fanfic to be…a frat party! Toga! Toga! Toga! LOL!
Cala Akina Morushiku: Love your name. Is this really an original fic? Someone over the course of fanficdom must have thought of this.
Zukoscute2: Alexander the Great was Macedonian. After Greece, before Rome. He wanted people to think he saw Greek though because the Greeks were great at that time. Dragon side: Okay. You've done enough talking.
When the Hell Are We?
Chapter Zwei (German for Two): Rome If You Want To
There's a song by the B52's called "Roam If You Want To" That's where I got this title. On with the story…
"Rome?" Aang asked.
"Yes, Rome." The author retorted, "Land of the Coliseum, Land of togas, and Land of tall column things."
"Why are we here?" Sokka asked.
"Because the readers need something to read." The author said.
"Readers?" Zuko asked, "So people are going to be reading this."
"No silly," the author answered, "They're reading it right now!" Of course the "You're crazy look" was given to her. "I'm serious." She sighed. "Whatever. Just come with me." She began walking and everyone noticed something strange. Her feet weren't touching the ground. It looked as though she were standing on an invisible box 6 inches tall.
"Why aren't you on the ground?" Katara asked.
"Because I'm not part of this world. I'm visible and audible only to you. I'm like a ghost. Things pass right through me. You on the other hand, are as solid as you were before you came here. You're exactly the same, except for your clothes and the resent fact that you can no longer bend." She turned her back on them and continued to walk toward the city. Not wanting to be left alone, they followed her.
"What exactly are we supposed to do?" Zuko asked. He didn't like this girl, her time travel, or her readers.
"Hear that everyone?" The author asked the empty air, "Zuko doesn't like you." She laughed, "I am so evil…anyway, do whatever you want except when
I come and tell you to go somewhere. Just a few things, don't kill anyone. Don't get yourselves killed. Basically, don't tamper with history because what happens in this world, may affect things that happen in your world. Oh, don't fall in love either. I mean with people at this time. You're free to fall in love amongst yourselves, but no one else." Aang stole a look at Katara as they walked.
"What do we get out of this?" Sokka asked angrily. "You and your demented 'readers' get some entertainment but we're the victims, what do we get?"
"You get to be unaffected by time or pestilence. What's better than that?" They were on the outskirts of the city now and the author had stopped to look at her victims.
"What's so great about that?" Sokka retorted.
"Wait 'till the 1300's. Then you'll see what's so great." They walked on in silence. The author led them into a market place when people from all around the world were trading and bargaining for everything from fish to jewelry to swords to olive oil.
"Can they see us?" Aang asked looking around at the people.
"Not when I'm around." The author said looking at the scene of people frozen in a various poses. "In fact, whenever I'm with you, time is stopped. Oh, I remember now! Gather close." They all huddled around the author. "Lift your head," she said carefully tilting Katara's head back, "Open your eyes," she produced from nowhere, two contact lenses and put one in each of Katara's eyes. "Say 'ahh'" She produced a small silver pill and dropped it down her throat. Lastly she put two small disks, each no bigger than a dime, and put one in each of Katara's ears. "Done," the author said.
"What did you do?" Katara asked as the author began the same treatment on each of the others.
"Congratulations," she said, "these people will now understand you when you talk and you can understand them. You can now read too. I never figured out what to do about writing but I don't think you'll be writing while you're here. Now, I all y'all don't mind, I'm going to leave and let you guys explore." With that, she disappeared. Time started again. An incredible amount of noise met their ears, shouting, singing, laughter, instruments, and a variety of animal sounds. The four poor souls looked around. They were stranded in a city of strangers in a strange world.
"Shit," Zuko said quietly.
Thus ends chapter 2. How was it? Took 3 days and 7 pages on Word. This chapter was mostly explanation, not much action I'll admit. I'll answer a possible question now. The 1300's was when the Black Death ravaged Europe for those who may not know. I might update later this week, I don't know. Happy Thanksgiving everyone! The day when we celebrate the colonists who slaughtered hundreds of Indians just so they could survive. Selfish bastards…
The Crying Dragon