Chapter 1: The Rings
Zuko sighed; his uncle was now going on another worthless spending spree.
Zuko just dragged his feet through the dirt ground as Iroh found something.
'Another worthless sungi horn?' Zuko thought as he tromped through the street of the Earth Kingdom.
When he reached Iroh, he found himself in contact with a ring being shoved into his face.
It was a plain one with gold but a ruby hung in the middle and had the mark of a dragon on it.
"Isn't it priceless?" Iroh asked giddily as Zuko scowled and tried so hard to hold in his temper.
"That's why you called me here, uncle? Just because of a stupid ring?" Zuko snapped in his old uncles' face as Iroh jerked one of his hands and forced the ring on his middle finger.
"No, it's for you." He said and Zuko looked at the ring one minute before trying to pull it off of him like mad, but it seemed to have been stuck on him.
'Great, now I have to go about wearing a ring all day.' Zuko thought as his uncle smiled giddily and nearly skipped away with the rest of his stuff, leaving Zuko to sulk and stomp after them.
'Sometimes, I wish I was somewhere else.' He thought as the dragon symbol on the ring flashed once; as if understanding.
"Brace yourself, Katara." Aang said as he steered Appa down and Katara looked up to see Aang steering Appa down and they landed on the ground of a shoreline.
Many people came out to welcome them as they came down.
Aang was now just searching around shops as Katara was shopping around for supplies.
Sokka was probably begging for fruit off of some vendor.
Aang was walking past a jewelry dealer when he saw a small gold ring that had a small jewel that was blue; like Katara's eyes.
In the middle of the jewel, there was a shape of a Ninja or something.
"Hey, how much for that ring?" Aang asked; wanting to get it for Katara.
"3 gold pieces." The vendor said and Aang looked at the contents of his pocket; 2 copper pieces.
"But I'm the Avatar; don't I get a discount?" Aang almost begged as he gave the vendor his famous sad eyes.
"The Avatar?" the vendor asked; surprised and looked at the ring.
"Ah, take it. It's almost worthless, anyways." The vendor said; giving Aang the ring and Aang nearly jumped for joy as he skipped down the lane to find Katara and Sokka.
He found them on Appa, ready and Aang went over to them; the ring in his pocket.
"Hey, Katara. There's something I want to give you." Aang said quietly and Katara nodded before they all got on Appa and took off again.
Once in the air, Aang reached into his pocket to find the ring GONE!
Frantically, he searched his pockets and saw that the ring was nowhere in sight.
Turning to Katara, he was going to say that he had lost it, but he saw that the ring was already on her left middle finger.
Smiling, Aang turned around and steered Appa higher.
Katara looked at the ring that she had found on the ground and picked it up.
But now, once it was on, it wouldn't come off. Oh, well. She'd wear it until later.
She looked at the clouds and sighed. 'Sometimes, I wish my life was so different.' She thought as the figure on her ring began to glow a dark red.
Jake flipped a 360 as he leapt off the bench with his skateboard and landed solidly on the concrete ground and wheeled forward a little more before stopping and kicking his skateboard up so he could carry it.
He was now just outside his grandpa's shop, AKA his dragon training HQ.
Sighing, he went in.
He was still getting over the whole Rose is Huntsgirl thing and it seriously hurt when he found out; hurting even more when they broke up.
When he went in, he was greeted by his dog, Fu.
"Hey, Jakey. How are ya?" he said and Jake ignored him as he found his grandpa with Haley, who was trying to improve her dragon powers.
"Very good, Haley. But learn from Jake and you'll do better." His grandpa said and Haley nodded before getting rid of her dragon arms and exiting the room; but not before giving Jake a cute and almost flawless smile.
"Jake, you are late." Grandpa said and right now, Jake didn't have much time and patience over his Grandpa's lesson.
"Whatever. So what's the lesson today, G? Sweeping the floor again? Cleaning the toilet?" Jake asked unenthusiastically and his grandpa nodded.
"Not today, Jake. Today, you're just getting our new materials out of the shipment boxes." His grandpa said. "And when you're done, your work and training is done for the day."
"So what's the catch? No dragon powers? Only muscle?" Jake asked and his grandfather shook his head before exiting the room and Jake looked at the short stack of about 15 boxes and shrugged.
"Tail of the Dragon." Jake said and his tail sprung out and he used it to lift boxes.
Just as he was lifting the last one, it toppled over; it's contents spilling everywhere.
"Aww, man." Jake whined as he began to pick them up.
As he picked a small box up, he opened it and inside, there was a gold ring with a red jewel on it with the symbol of a flame with a circle and swirl in the middle.
"Cool ring." Jake said as he managed to slip it on his right pointer finger and looked at it.
"At least it doesn't make me look girly." Jake said to himself, but the ring still reminded him of something; Rose. His grandfather shouted at him from across the room.
"JAKE! PICK UP THE CONTENTS OF THAT BOX!" He shouted and Jake snapped back into reality.
Groaning, he began picking up the assorted jade necklaces that had spilled over.
'Man, my life sucks. I wish I was somewhere else, somebody else.' Jake thought as the flame shaped insignia on his hand began to flash constantly a dark blue, but he didn't notice it as he was too caught up.
And once again, Jake found himself thinking about, you guessed it, Rose.
Rose sat in the catacomb of the Ancient Huntsclan.
This was her destiny; this was her life; to slay those magical creatures and anyone who stood in her way.
She would have succeeded by now if that pesky dragon hadn't kept getting in the way.
But when the dragon had managed to corner her, he didn't kill her; only pull off her glove, revealing her birthmark. And the dragon spoke to her in an almost heartbroken voice. "They were right; it was you." And then, he saved her from that Avalanche she had started.
Why hadn't he just left her there to die? That way, the dragons would have one fewer Huntsclan kin to deal with.
But when she reminded the Dragon of their status, the dragon said, almost sadly, I wish I could. What did that mean?
Why did he wish that he could forget that they were mortal enemies?
Rose looks at her dragon mark on her right hand.
It was the mark of the Huntsclan; showing her destiny; showing who she had to be for the rest of her life.
But most of all, she thought about why did Jake act so strange around her?
Looking a little bit, she found what she wanted; an ancientmirror made by her great-great-great grandfather over a century ago.
It was supposed to give the answer to whatever you wanted to know except the secret identities of Dragons.
That was the only reason the Huntsclan couldn't just look into this charm mirror and kill off all those dragons in their way.
Taking the mirror, Rose looked back into her reflection.
"Mirror, mirror, in my hand. I have something I don't understand." She said into it and a shadow took the place of her mirrored face and asked in a soft voice.
"What is it?"
"Why has Jake been acting so strange around me? Why has he avoided me?" Rose asked back and the mirror began to shape-shift and looked like it was replaying a scene.
There was Jake going up to the ceiling of a building; Rose recognized it as Jake's Grandpa's shop.
And then, she wasn't sure her eyes were playing tricks on her or not, but in a flash, Jake was gone and the American Dragon (that pesky dragon) was in his place.
Nearly dropping the mirror, Rose saw the truth.
Now everything made sense!
What she had said to the dragon after he had exposed her mark, why he had saved her, what he had said, and most of all, what Jake said.
Carefully and quietly, Rose put the mirror back and tiptoed as quietly and as quickly as she could out and into her bed.
When she got to her bedroom, she saw that her aunt in Australia had sent her a gift.
Opening it, she found a gold ring with a blue stone in front of it with a weird insignia on it.
There were ripples around the bottom half and the top had three swirls on it; it looked almost like waves, or water.
Putting it on, Rose found it fit her left pointer finger perfectly.
Then, she looked up at the night sky and could have sworn something flying over the moon; its figure casting a shadow.
But when she blinked, it was gone.
Then, with a pang of sadness, she remembered Jake.
'I wish I was someone else; anyone else.' Rose thought silently as she tucked herself into the sheets and tried to sleep, but just tossed and turned all night; not bothering to notice that her ring was glowing a faint bright red.
Yeah, cheesy. But bear with me.