Chapter 1: Project Sokka

"Eyes are still dilating." "He's overreacting to the medicine!" "Check the dosage; that shouldn't be happening." "…..That doesn't work!" "You have a call, sir." "One moment. Hold the line and check his blood pressure." "System crashing." "Damn it, grab the crash card!" "….Raise the pressure to 200, no, 300." "We can't raise the pressure to 300. That would kill him!" "He's right. He's alive, but we're moving too fast." "….We need to stabilize him before progressing." "There's no time." "He's unstable. Pressing now would be a mistake." "We got no choice." "...Fine, set to 300. You'll feel…. a little pinch…….now."

This was all Sokka remembered as he sat up on the hospital bed. There had been some complications during the surgery it seemed, but he was all right now. He looked around the devastated hospital room. Blood was splattered everywhere, but no bodies were around. He thought back to how he ended up here. Santa Claus had murdered his family and friends. He killed the jolly old fat man and was shot the next morning.

And then there was Toph. Her blurred face had been the last thing he saw. He now knew that he loved her.

He couldn't think about that now, though. He had to get out of here. Sokka walked out of the room and into the lightless hallways.

Sokka's injuries from the bullet were severe, but surprisingly nonlethal. The sniper bullet missed his heart by half an inch. It had bounced off of his rib cage and left through his arm. Right as the bullet made impact with Sokka, he must have stepped downward onto the road. That sudden movement had saved his life. Of course, Sokka would have the stitches for a long while.

Outside of the room, Sokka heard talking. He crouched behind a water fountain and saw two armed guards, both clutching automatic machine guns, heading toward the exit.

"Let's report back to base. This building is secured." One said.

"Roger that."

Sokka followed the men, encountering numerous dead bodies scattered around the floor. They had numerous gun-shot wounds, and dried blood was stained over their mouths. Had they been drinking blood? The corpses were clad in doctor outfits, which made it ever stranger. Not many doctors would drink human blood.

The men left the building and earth-bended themselves out of the area. Sokka was now in an abandoned section of Ba Sing Se. More bodies were scattered around on the ground. One figure slowly stood up.

"Are you alright?" Sokka asked hesitantly. The figure turned around and lunged for the water-tribe warrior. Blood was splattered across the figure's mouth as well. Sokka performed a roundhouse kick, knocking the creep down. He then fled the area and headed to his home in a 'living' section of Ba Sing Se.

IN THE THRONE ROOM OF BA SING SE…….

The Dai Li approached the Earth King.

"Sir, the incident has been contained."

"Excellent. And has Xin Fu returned?" the Earth King asked.

"No. He has yet to report anything, in fact."

"Damn. Well, ensure that no more zombies enter this city."

"Sure thing, Your Highness."

Under Lake Laogai, numerous people escaped from a newly-opened vita-chamber. They had died only a few days before, but somehow, they were back alive. Out from the chamber stepped Teo, Ty Lee, Aang, Smellerbee, Longshot, Mai, Haru, Katara, and Azula. Whoever had activated this vita-chamber had just brought everybody back to life; Bioshock style. They each walked out and headed back to their vacation home. If only they had remained dead for one more day...