I told you that wasn't the end, did y'all really think it was. If i tell you something, that's the way it's gonna be (unless idie or something, then y'all are screwed). here's the next chapter and thanks to all of you people who reveiw.
Katara broke free of Sokka's arm, crying, and slapped him across the face, then turning to Aang, screamed at the top of her lungs, "HOW DARE YOU SEND HIM AWAY, HE'S ONLY EVER BEEN GOOD TO US. HE SAVED YOUR LIFE," she turned and pointed at Sokka who was rubbing his injured cheek, "TAUGHT YOU SOME NEW SPARING TECHNIQUES, AND HE WAS A BETTER FRIEND TO ALL OF US THAN WE COULD EVER HOPE TO HAVE." She ran away down the beach, and Aang was about to follow after her, but Sokka grabbed him and shook his head.
"She needs some time to cool off, then we'll tell her our theory."
Katara sat by the beach, and cried, speaking his name over and over until it was burned into the front of her mind "Sokuro", until no more tears would come. Then she just sat there and watched the tide. She looked at the sand and noticed this was the same spot she had sat and talked with Sokuro for the last time. She looked up at the sky, and it was dark again and the moon was full. She tried to hold back a new barrage of tears, but was too week from crying and they began to fall again. What would make them send him away; he was my boyfriend, though they probably didn't realize it. We never really spoke openly about it, and only kissed a few times. But still, they should have been able to determine our feeling about each from our actions around each other. She heard foot steps come from behind her, and said," Go away you two." Assuming it was the two boys, but the steps kept getting closer and closer. She rose and turned around to stare into the eyeless sockets of a skeleton with a black cape and a black broad hat. When she had risen, the skeleton dove at her and forced her to the ground, covering her mouth with a bony hand.
"Hello little girl! My oh my, how tender your flesh is! Tell me, what is your fear?" he asked in a bittersweet voice drawing a small knife and placing it under her chin. "And don't scream, or I'll slit your throat." He removed his hand allowing her to speak, but she said nothing.
"Come now, there must be something you fear, could it be the dark perhaps? I can make it very dark for you. Or are you a afraid of tight spaces, I have a nice little box for you if you like."
Katara was trembling as the area around her eyes started to dim, like a cloud of thick smoke was moving over her. She struggled to think straight, but could only remember one thing, "Sokuro". She decided to say it, not knowing what would happen. Before her eyes were completely fogged over, she saw the look on the skeletons face, despite having no muscle or skin; it was a look of shock and fear.
Sokuro parried a blow from the stinger of the giant scorpion in front of him. And drove his sword in towards it's eyes. Just as he did so, a piercing pain shook through his body and he fell to the ground trembling. Katara! Said a voice in his mind.
The scorpion had no idea what was going on, but saw this as an opportunity to take this weird creature for a meal. It grabbed its leg with a huge pincher and dragged the creature towards its mouth.
Sokuro realized it, and slashed at the base of the claw, severing it. He finished off the scorpion with a stab through the mouth and brain, then spoke aloud to his sword and ran away from the dead mass, "Cut into Katara's dimension now."
The sword glowed and shot from his hand spinning in a clockwise circle, opening up portal after portal within a hairs breath of each other. Sokuro looked through them and saw that Sokka and Aang had not moved since he left. Damn time dilation. But then he saw something he did not like. The sky it's darker, there are no stars and there's no light pollution. OH NO! He jumped through without a second thought, grabbing his sword on the way and sheathing it.
Aang and Sokka jumped as they saw Sokuro roll through their fire, scattering the flames and sending the world into complete darkness.
"Damn it," said Sokuro lighting a candle with a white-hot ember. The flame was slightly dim even though it was fully lit and not shaded by a hand. "Just as I feared, witch way did Katara go?"
Sokka slowly pointed towards the beach Katara and Sokuro had talked at, and spoke with a shaky voice, "who turned out the moon?"
Sokuro shook his head and ran towards the beach, extinguishing the light as he did so.
The skeleton laughed seeing through the intense darkness to look and savor the fear embellished on Katara's wet face. "Your fear, it tastes so good, you will only live for so much longer though, then your brain will kill itself from fright. That's a pity, such a nice source of fear." Suddenly seven golden rings of energy appeared in the sky and came soaring towards the skeletons face. A rock hard object and two of the rings shot into his face then hit its face contorted with a mix of shock and terror. The rings exploded and sent shards of bone in every direction. The skeleton stumbled back clutching his face.
"Touch her again, and your death will be slower than it already is going to be," said a voice from the darkness, filled with rage.
"Fool! You can't kill a skeleton, I'm already dead!" he screamed back.
Katara struggled to remember whose voice it was that was speaking in her defense, but her mind was as dark as the sky in front of her face.
"Then I'll send you back to the grave in a million pieces," the voice said, even greater rage burned in it.
Flames shot out of nowhere, towards the skeleton and the cape and hat began to burn, and the smell of burnt marrow filled the air. Then the rings began to move towards the flaming clothes and then hit and more bones broke and rings exploded. There was an inhuman scream, and then it was silent.
Sokuro walked over the shattered bones and through the newly restored moonlight. "Katara are you ok?" he said walking over to her, and sitting by her still form.
"Where are you? I can't see! It's so dark!" she screamed. Then she felt a callused but gentle hand lightly run through her hair and warm lips placed on her forehead.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhh," whispered the voice sweetly, calmer now, "everything will be ok, I'm here." The hand lightly shut her eyes, she just realized they had been open the entire time, and the voice began to utter some strange words. The hand on her eyes began to warm up, like the radiant heat from a distant fire, and she could look into her mind better, as the smoke was pierced by an unknown source of light. Her memories of most things came back, she was born of the water tribe, and her brother and her had befriended the Avatar who was destined to save her world from destruction at the hands of the Fire Nation. They had been running from them recently, but the reason was still cloudy. "Now open your eyes Katara," commanded the voice. She trusted the voice even though she didn't know whom it belonged to, and opened them, expecting to see a skeleton. But when she opened them, Katara saw a young man, slightly older than herself, in a silver breastplate with silver gauntlets, all with golden Water Tribe symbols on them. His hair was brown with light silver-gray highlights that glimmered in the moonlight. His eyes were dark and crimson read, but they were filled with caring and compassion. She couldn't draw her gaze from those crimson eyes. A rush of memories from the past few days flooded her mind, and threatened to through her in to insanity. She began to scream, but the boy placed a hand on the side of her head and kissed her lips. She sank down and calmed down. Is this magic? I was so upset a few seconds ago, but now I'm calm as if I had drank an entire keg of beer. But this thought quickly left her as she kissed him back.
He withdrew from the kiss and said, " Good, your better now, I almost thought I had lost you."
"Thankyou for coming, Sokuro. I was afraid I was going to die here, but then you saved me," she replied, throwing her arms around him and pulling him close.
"I didn't save you, you saved yourself, and by being brave enough to break the skeletons spell enough to say my name." He returned the embrace, and slid an arm underneath her, and carried her back to camp. She was asleep as soon as they got there, and he slid her into her sleeping bag. He then conjured his own out of the air and lay down next to her and let Aang and Sokka criticize him, until he fell asleep too.
Now isn't that sweet, guy comes back, guy kills monster, guy heals girl, has quick kiss, and gets the girl. But no this isn't the end, come on, Aang hasn't even learned Earth bending or anything like that. No good fan fic ends without finishing the series for itself. It's not over till the fatlady sings.(i got my sister on stand by for this.) )