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Aang- If only she didn't tie my hands to this chair…
Aw, quit complainin'. Anyway, sorry to say this is gonna be another shorty, I don't like it either, but I don't have a lot of time anymore. So, now for the chapter…
Chapter 6- A Sad Encounter
The next day, they were back in the sky. Aang hadn't questioned Kosho about what had happened last night, and Kosho was definitely grateful for it.
"So what should we have to eat?" Sokka said almost as soon as they were in the sky.
"Are you serious?" Katara said, "We just took off, and already you're hungry?"
"Yes", Sokka shot back, "Just because you have the stomach an acorn, doesn't mean we all do!"
"Do they always fight like that?" Kosho whispered to Aang.
"Sometimes they're worse", Aang whispered back. The two dissolved into giggles, and for a second, it felt like old times, the two them exchanging a secret, then laughing about it, and having everyone ask why they were laughing. Kosho was about to seriously get lost in memory lane, but luckily, was saved from the memories but Sokka saying loudly, "What's that!"
The kids looked over at where he was pointing, and saw what looked like a giant mark. They gave each other looks of terror, and flew down for a closer look.
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"What happened here?" Sokka asked in horror. What looked like the remnants of village stood before them. People were wandering about looking lost, some looked sad. Some younger kids were crying, and one girl was carrying around a doll that was so obviously crisped.
"Where are your parents?" Katara asked the girl as she walked by. The girl shook her head, obviously unable to speak.
"She doesn't a talk", a voice behind them said. They whirled around to see a boy, maybe eight, standing there, watching with an almost mourn expression on his face.
"What do you mean?" Sokka asked, looking at the boy suspiciously, "She doesn't talk? What does that mean? Has she ever?"
"She was born mute", the boy said, "That's what the elders said anyway
"I'm Mick", he said, walking over to the girl, and picked her up, "This is my sister, her name is Aika. And our parents are dead"
Katara gasped. Sokka stopped muttering threats under his breath about the fire nation and looked around at Mick, horrified. Aang and Kosho exchanged a surprised a glance; how could this boy, no older then eight, be saying something like that so calmly, like it didn't matter?
"The fire nation raided our town a few days ago", Mick explained, "Killed about half the villagers. I hid with my sister until it was over. By the time they left, well…"
He gestured at the village, and they understood; the fire nation destroyed the place.
"Hey…" Mick said suddenly, looking at Aang, "You're the Avatar, aren't you!"
"Yea…" Aang said, slightly uncomfortably, "Yea, I am…"
"Cool!" Mick said, obviously excited by this news, "Hey…do you guys wanna stay hear for tonight?"
"What", Katara said, taken aback, "I-no, we couldn't…"
"Sure you could!" Mick said, "The only people left here are a few kids and some women, there's plenty of room! The men are off at war", he added, answering their unasked question, "Come on, I'll show you around"
He put his sister down, took her hand, and walked further into whatever remained of the village. The kids took this as their cue to follow.
Aang- you forgot the disclaimer
Do it yourself then
Aang- Guardiangirl1 doesn't own…I'm not your slave!
No, you're my prisoner
Aang- good point, okay…Guardiangirl1 own nothing, Avatar included.
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