Author's note: In apology for the lateness of my last post, I finished this chapter so I could put it up as well.
Just to let you all know, I really hate the last entry--Katara's. It starts out okay, but at the end, it just gets way to repetative of her earlier entry. I guess I don't have as good a grasp on her character as I thought I did. Would anyone like to offer me advice?
Book I: Water—Chapter Three: The Southern Air Temple
Zuko
This is all Uncle's fault!
If he hadn't accepted Zhao's invitation, he might never have had the time to interrogate my crew, and he would never have known about the Avatar!
Stupid old man. You just mention tea, and he's drawn like a moth to a flame. Zhao didn't deserve my respect. He probably didn't even want it.
And now he knows! Not only that, but now he's going after the Avatar himself!
How dare he take this from me! I've spent too long chasing the Avatar, too long following false leads and running into dead ends—two years of my life!—to surrender the one chance I have of restoring my honor. Zhao will not find the Avatar before me. I swear on my life and my honor as the crown prince of the Fire Nation.
I will capture the Avatar.
Sokka.
We're traveling with the Avatar. That's great!
We're the first people in a hundred years who have ever seen an air temple. Fantastic!
We get to meet the greatest old airbender monk in the world. Or, at least a statue of him. How exciting!
But is it really too much too ask for something to eat?
Neither of those two seem to need food—but I happen to be a warrior, and need meat to keep up my strength! What would we do if a firebender showed up? We already know they've come up here—Katara tried to hide it from Aang, but he's going to find out eventually.
Sometimes she can be too nice for her own good.
Aang
It's really nice to be home and all, but I get this creepy feeling walking around. Sure, it's weird because no one's around, but there's this weird smell in the air—kind of like a cold wind, but sharper. Its like that taste in the back of your mouth when you bite something too hard and your teeth hurt.
I wonder where everyone went? Katara was worried that firebenders had come up here, but that's impossible. The only way up is on a Flying Bison, and the last I checked, firebenders couldn't fly.
I'm not worried—the monks are probably off hiding somewhere. Air Nomads are better than anyone at blending in! I'll bet they're traveling around the Earth Kingdom in caravans like I heard stories about.
Anyway, it's like Gyatso said. Can't think too much about what happened in the past—I've gotta think about what's here now.
Katara
It's amazing to think that we were the first people to set foot in the Air Temple in almost a hundred years! And probably the first people outside the Air Nomads in...ever!
It's more sad than annoying that Sokka didn't think of it like that, but I can't say I'm surprised. All he ever thinks about is food and fighting.
Even though being there was wonderful, I know it was painful for Aang. It's hard loosing your family so suddenly. It happened to me, too.
But I think it will only make us stronger. I feel like we're pieces of whole families, come together to create a new family, like the two parts of a Yin Yang.
We'll help Aang through this, and he won't have to do it alone. We're family now, and that's what family does.