Ok, this is gonna be my last chapter till I get some reviews, the next one I want to put in some of what you want to see. Now this one may have some gore, and mild violence. I would also like to point out, that I will start to make this 3rd person omniscient (where the words come from a narrator, and he and the reader can see what all the characters are thinking, if the author adds that. Information.). Their thoughts will be italicized. But before I can use this, I have to give credit where credit is due; I got this idea from daydream11. Thanks for the inspiration.
Chapter Four
"I'd prefer we didn't land again for a while," said Doran sharpening his sword.
"We have to stop; we need the food," said Katara, "besides, Appa will be tired, and not be able to fly us around anymore."
"If we land, there is a good chance, that the other Doran could be there, and I can't beet him, and I couldn't protect y'all from his attacks," he said, looking at Katara specifically, continuing to sharpen the blade.
She knew why he was doing that. I thought we would keep our feelings for each other a secret. But if he's gonna bring them out, I'll use them against him. "Fine, stay with Appa then, we're gonna go get some food," she said pointedly with a small smirk on her face.
Oi, stupidity, he berated himself. "No, if anyone is going alone. It's going to be me. Again it's too dangerous for any of you."
"Then we're all going," decided Sokka.
"Yeah, we've been in more tight situations than I can remember, or that I care to remember," said Aang.
Doran sighed, "Fine, but if we all go then we go disguised and under false names. We don't want to be given away by a loose tongue." He hefted his sword and swung it through the air making sure it was still balanced.
"Good, then it's settled," declared Sokka as he pulled out two cloaks and tossed one two Katara. There's something going on between Katara and Doran, but I can't put my finger on it.
Aang was about to pull his shirt over his head when Doran stopped him. What now? He better not make me stay be hind. Doran began moving his hands around in circles, and making weird symbols between them, and muttering words in a strange language. Two large orbs began to appear in front of him, and slowly shaped themselves into Brown hooded cloaks.
Wow, this guy never stops amazing me. Thought Katara. "Here, take this," Said Doran, throwing Aang one of the cloaks, and putting the other on.
"Thanks," said Aang, eagerly putting it on over his clothes.
"Now I just hope we don't find another scene like we did at the last town," Said Sokka looking off into to the distance.
They landed a couple of hundred feet away from the cities main gate, away from the trail to keep Appa hidden.
"Alright, Sokka, you will be my brother-in-law Samuel, Katara, you are my wife Elizabeth, Aang, you are our son Zechariah. My name will be Jonathan," said Doran as he put the hood over his head to hide his face in shadow.
Katara sighed. Why did he say to hide our feelings, if he's just gonna keep referring to them.
"Wait, I'm your what, and Katara is your who?" exclaimed Sokka.
"Well Sokka when a boy and a girl really like each other, they decide to get married as a show and declairat---"
"I know all of that, but what makes you think you have the right to assign us positions in your family?"
"Would you rather have been my dog Spot? I know the right power to use to make that happen," retorted Doran.
Katara giggled." It's just role playing, Sokka, none of this is real, isn't that right hunny?" She teased sokka, putting her arms around Doran's neck and planting a kiss on his cheek.
Aang laughed at this, and Sokka fumed, but just put on the hood and stalked off. Aang fallowed suit, leaving Doran and Katara alone by Appa.
As soon as they were sure the other two were out of earshot, they both burst into wild laughter. "Did you see the look on Sokka's face when you kissed me, that was hilarious."
" I know, we make a good teem, don't we," she laughed back.
"Yes we do," replied Doran, wiping tears from his eyes.
She kissed his cheek again, this time with real love, then put on her hood and walked after the others.
Doran blushed slightly, put his hood up, and started to whistle merrily as he walked on to the market. I could get used to living here, a beautiful girl loves me, there's so much raw power, and it's never boring. He thought to himself.
As he approached the gate, the others were waiting for him, so they could go in together.
As they walked up to the gate, the guard said, "HALT! Who are you and what is your business here?"
"I am Jonathan, this is my wife, our son, and my Brother-in-law."
"You don't look older than 15, how can you have a wife, and a kid who is 12?"
Doran looked him in the eyes, and they began to glow faintly red, " I don't look fifteen, I look one hundred and fifteen, as does my wife, and my son and brother in-law look fifty."
The guards face went blank for a second, and then he said, " My apologies sir, I didn't mean to up set you like that, I mend what I said as a complement," then he yelled to the guards on top of the gate that it was okay to let them on.
When they had walked through, and had moved out of earshot, Katara asked, "How did you do that?"
Doran looked at his hilt, the Gem shown dark gray. He muttered, "Shit." Then continued on to answer Katara's question, showing her the sword, "that would be one of the darker powers I accepted in a previous world."
"Oh so you turn evil by using it?"
"Yes, so I only use it when I have to be evil," he said, looking down at the ground.
I hope he doesn't ever use that on me. She thought.
I hope I never have to put her through that; it could destroy her mind. He thought as he led the way down the street.
They spied a food shop, with a weapon shop next to it. Sokka and Doran walked inside with a bag full of the weapons they had taken from the bodies, while the other two went inside the food shop to buy some supplies. The shop owner walked up to the counter, and said "Afternoon, boys, what can I help you with?" His eyes looked down at the sword tied to Doran's waist. "Hohoho, I hope you came to sell that beautiful sword of yours, that would be worth a great amount of money."
"Yes, we are here to sell, but not this sword. We are selling what is in the bag," as Doran said this, the man's smile faded, and Sokka hefted the bag off his shoulder, to place it on the counter. "These were recovered from a tragedy in a town far west of here, everyone there is dead."
"A town west of here you say, that's too bad. Tell me, do you often steal from the dead?"
"No, not normally, but this time, it was caused by an enemy of mine, and I took the weapons to keep them from being used against me and my companions. Will you buy the weapons?"
"Yes, despite my want to turn you away, I can't have you going out there, and saying that I turned down an offer, Bad publicity, Don'chya know?" he replied, taking on a weird accent." Lets se what chyer got in here." He said opening the bag and dumping the contents on the counter, and inspecting each one. After a little while, he said, "none of these would be worth near as much as your sword would be, but together, it's worth about three times more. I'll give you 300 gold pieces for the lot."
Doran sighed and said, "make it 350."
"325, final offer," said the man
"Done," said Doran, extending his hand for the money. A small pouch was placed into his hand, and Doran opened it, and made sure all of the money was there, then bowed politely to the man, grabbed the sack, and walked out. Sokka quickly fallowed him out.
"Did you use that mind trick thing on him?" he asked skeptically.
"No, I had no need, the man was already corrupt, and was ready to go up to any amount to get the weapons. I could have started at 1000 gold pieces and still gotten 500."
"But how did you know?"
"This," Doran pulled out one of the small cards from one of the bodies.
"This was his son? One of those weapons was his son's?"
"Yes, taking advantage of the human heart is not always bad, when you are returning something that was lost," Doran said solemnly.
"Why didn't you just give him the weapon?"
"We need supplies, and, we actually got ripped off on that deal. All of those weapons were worth around 3000 gold pieces. I only took the 325, because I was being generous."
Wow, this guy is either really good at lying, or a very nice guy.
Doran checked his hilt; it was sapphire again. He sighed with relief, back to normal. At that moment, they heard a blood-curdling scream come form the center of town. Both he and sokka ran towards the sound. When they got there, Aang was on the ground unconscious, and the other Doran About to cleave Katara in half. As the sword began to fall, the good Duran became a blur of brown, and appeared right underneath the blade in front of Katara, holding his sword in place perpendicular.
Katara opened one eye when she didn't feel her body being sliced in half like a cooked fish. What she saw was to of the same people hovering above her, with the exact same swords, one pushing down, the other pushing up.
"Move Katara!" yelled Doran, struggling to keep the sword from pushing him down on top of her, and killing them both.
Katara rolled to the side, and watched with horror as the Doran with the sapphire sword's knees started to buckle under the wait of his enemy. She then threw caution to the wind, and ran back underneath him, and pushed against his back.
"Katara, I told you to run! I can't afford to lose you!" he yelled.
"Glad to see we can be open with our feelings again," she said, struggling to help him get into a better fighting position, "We'll win or lose this fight together Doran!"
The other Doran suddenly backed off, causing the pair to fly forward slightly.
"Hahahahaha, you think that just because your helping him now, he can beat me? Listen sweetheart, I've fallowed this buffoon too so many different worlds, and at every turn, he took the weakest power, such as his little conjure stuff spell, but I have taken the strongest the world has to offer. I am as close to being a god as any mortal can be, Hahahahahaaha," he laughed deviously.
"Your wrong," Doran said weekly.
"Excuse me?" Asked the other one.
"I said you're wrong, no man can become a god, and even gods have wisdom, not just brute force. They also have people who believe in them, something you'll never have," he replied getting up and helping Katara.
"Oh, that is where you're dead wrong," laughed the evil Doran.
"Good work, my new friend, go grab the Avatar. Finish off the rest of them," said a 15-year-old girl, with Fire Nation armor.
"Who are you?" asked Sokka.
"Not that it really concerns you, my name is Zula, The Fire Lord's daughter." She said as the Fire Nation soldiers picked up Aang and started to walk away.
"Get back here now!" yelled Doran
"I'm sorry, but you are in no position to be giving me orders."
"Now it's time i make my self the last Doran in the multiversity," said the evil Doran.
"You already are, I relinquish my name sake, and adopt a new name on this day. Sokuro." Said Sokuro.
The gem turned Bright yellow, and began emitting a golden light.
"What is that supposed to meen?"Asked Doran.
"I'm not sure, but what ever it means, it's not gonna hold me back."Sokuro charged at his adversary, but miss calculated the distance, and swung to early. Doran ducked the sword, grabbed him by the waist, and through him into the shallow pond nearby.
"Well, he was the only real threat, now to go help Zula interrogate this new prisoner of ours," he walked off after zula, but took the time to spat on the now floating body of Sokuro.
Katara rushed in to the water, tears streaming down her face, and dragged Sokuro back to dry land. She desperately tried to revive him, but nothing worked, she even tried to pull the water out of his lungs, but none would come. Finally she cried and held his head to her chest, giving up. She tried to take up the sword, but it shocked her slightly when her hand got to close.
"I'm glad you missed me so much, but I should have revealed my self earlier." Came a voice from up above her head.
" Doran!" she screamed, looking up. The body and sword disappeared and he jumped down. Once he had recovered from the jump, she slapped him hard across the cheek, and said, "That was for making me worry about you, and this," she kissed his lips fervently, "is for still being alive."
Sokka almost exploded on them, but decided to let it slide, since he was happy that their new friend was still alive. With that giant guerilla man out there with Zula and the fire nation, we're gonna need him to get Aang back.
" Katara,my name isn't Doran any more, that is that other person now, the one who looks like me. My name is Sokuro ok."
"Ok," she said hugging him tightly, thankfull he was alive. I don't know what I would have done if he had died in that pond.
"Come on, we have to go." Said sokuro, walking back towards Appa.
"Where to?"
"To save Aang."
Great back into enemy territory, Thought Sokka as he got onto Appa. Sokuro sat on Appa's head, and they took off towards the western horizon.
Ok, tell me what you think. I'd like to see what y'all wnat to see happen, or if you want me too keep heading in the direction i'm going.