This story is extremely awkweird. If you do not like things of this general nature, it is advised that you do not read this, for overexposure to weirdness often results in spontaneous combustion.
Disclaimer: I own the general idea of Salamibenders. I do not own the general idea of Avatar: The Last Airbender and its characters.
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The wind whipped through Katara's hair as she stared out at the ocean below, searching for a place for Appa to land. The sky bison was growing tired after hours of nonstop flight.
"Do you see any land?" Aang asked Katara as he grasped Appa's reins. "I certainly don't."
"I don-" Katara began, but she was cut off by Sokka, who was previously asleep.
"There! I see smoke and a few trees! DOOMED WE ARE NO LONGER!" he cried out joyfully. Aang rolled his eyes but motioned for Appa to land on the sands of the island's beach.
Within minutes, their feet would be planted firmly on the ground. Or so they thought.
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From the trees, two pairs of eyes watched the strangers. They weren't quite evil, menacing eyes, but they looked rather deranged and angry.
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Sokka nervously climbed off of Appa's back. "Do you ever get the feeling that somebody's watching you?" he asked his companions. Kitara nodded.
"I suppose so." Aang answered. "Hmmm… I hope there's a spring here, because I'm alm-"
He was interrupted by a flying slab of salami that soon became acquainted with his head.
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"Hello." said the salami.
"Hello." said the airbender's head.
Ok, not really. Now, back to the story.
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"What the-" began Sokka, only to be hit in the head with a similar piece of meat. Katara rolled her eyes.
"This is stupid, why are people throwing salami at us?" she asked nobody in particular. Her answer was a shower of salami slices that appeared to fall from the sky.
Suddenly, two semi-fearsome-ish beings leaped down from the trees.
"You leave now. LEAVE!" one of them yelled. The other one began to do an odd voodoo-ish dance while waving her arms about like an insane gopher.
Like it was in response to the gopher dance, a titanic piece of salami fell from the sky and hit Sokka in the head, rendering him unconcious. Aang began to get frustrated but managed to hold his anger in.
"Listen, my name is Aang, and my friends are called Katara and Sokka. We come in peace and we need fresh water to drink!" he said to the two.