Zuko No Shugotenshi: An Avatar Ghost Story
By: Evil Retasu-Chan
Chapter V: Hear No Evil
(Gah. Week's been rough. Sorry...
On another note, I'd like to thank the reviews! Also, if you have ever drawn fan art, just say so. I mean, sometimes, I find myself doodling a character that I read...
Hah. Well, I'll probably not get any replies to this. But, just little doodles that you do during math class instead of algebra count. coughs Heh.
Shadding ap.)
Once, there was a holy place
Evidence of God's embrace
And, I can almost see Mercy's face
Pressed against the veil
-Mercy Came Running
By: Craig and Dean Phillips
Kaiden stared. He could see her, hear her coming, but not her voice. The old man then smiled, then said,
"You can come in."
The teen entered, sitting opposite him. Iroh thence whispered,
"I know why you're here. You need to help my nephew."
"Your nephew?"
He read her lips.
"Yes. He is stubborn, and probably doesn't think you exist yet.. He is that type. Prince Zuko must see to believe."
"How am I supposed to help him if he thinks I'm not real?"
The retired general sighed,
"You must make him see."
Iroh then poured something hot and brown into a small cup.
"My name is Iroh. You may call me Uncle, if you wish. Tea?"
Zuko stared off into the colorful horizon, where a red sun was ending it's journey to the west. Something was bugging him, deep down. Though his scowl showed no sign of it, he was worried. Not as much for himself, but his uncle. If the old man found out that Zuko had been hearing voices, he might think that his nephew was going insane. The prince sighed, losing his trademark glare, and reminded himself that there was a chance that he was, already, mad. Maybe he should give up. The glower returned, and he opened his eyes. No. Never. He was going to capture the Avatar, and then would return to his rightful place beside his father. Prince Zuko was going berserk because he was just homesick. But, he'd have to prove himself first. He had ro capture the last airbender, before it was too late.
"Why did that voice send me here?"
The spirit asked Iroh, concentrating on moving her mouth in an understandable manner.
"Well," the retired general replied, "You were destined to become a Spirit Guide."
"Spirit... guide...?"
"Yes. They are people who lead pure, happy lives. Then, when they die, they help someone who needs their assistance."
"Oh... I'm Prince Zuko's Spirit Guide?"
The old man smiled, then said,
"Yes. You will be like his guardian angel. A shugotenshi, in the old tongue."
The girl returned the grin, stood, and curtsied.
"Zuko's Shugotenshi, Kaiden, at your service!"
The Day of the Dead
A Mexican Holiday to Celebrate Loved Ones Who Have Past On
It Is Not A Holiday of Mourning,
But One Of Happiness and Celebration
(Well, I hope that was worth the wait.
I'm really, really sorry!
Ah... Got that out of my system...
Above is a quote from my art teacher, Ms. Valdez.
Anyway, as I always say,)
R 'n R!
Evil Retasu Chan