The Fall of the Avatar and The Warrior

by Ladyfire-Azula

I don't own ATLA! Falling is painful, especially if you had been taken by surprise. Especially if you were betrayed by the one you loved. We aren't weak, we aren't dumb; we are more powerful then they will ever be. AU Updates as soon as possible. Kataang to Zutara and something else too. One-shotish

4. The Avatar's Duty

"Roku?"

"Aang, I know this is a very inconvenient moment but I must tell you something."

Sighing, the young Avatar looked up at his past life. Rook looked at Aang with pitying eyes, he knew.

"Aang, you must hold on to the friendship between yourself and Fire Lord Zuko, if you don't, all the nations would turn on him and destroy all you have worked for. I suggest you put what happened behind you and move on."

The young Air Bender never felt this posted in his life.

"Sure Roku, why don't you tell me to move on right after my own heart has been ripped out, my trust and love thrown back at my face. You aren't even giving me a chance to realize what happened and you want to make me forget it! Please! I am not in the mood to do that, I got the point of holding friendship with Zuko so stop it! Just leave me alone, or at least help me feel better!"

Aang realized that he has began to cry again, and there was no stopping him now. He hated crying, it made him feel like a child, a 17 year old child. No wonder Katara left him, he was too immature. This thought made him cry harder, he really couldn't stop. Right now more than anything, he wished he had a mother and father. Whom he can lean against when the Universe spit at his face, but alas no. They were dead. Aang looked up through his tears and saw that Roku left.

"Some help." he scoffed.

He got back onto his feet and went inside. He won't be able to sleep tonight or ever. He opened the closet and began to pack for his trip on the following morning. He carefully placed the pile of Katara's clothes onto her side of the bed while his he placed inside a briefcase. Now what? What was he planning to do, planning to go? He stopped packing and paced around the room, thinking on where he'd go afterwards. Slipping out the engagement necklace, he glared at it, feeling his already broken heart tear into pieces. Right now he wanted to destroy it, wanted to get rid of it, out of his sight, but he didn't, couldn't. How in the world is he to heal? Aang felt rage built up in his chest, he needed air, right now!

Snatching his glider, Aang flew into the night.