A Wish Gone Wrong Chapter 5: A Not So Normal Practice, an avatar: last airbender fanfic

Disclaimer: I'll give you ten dollars if you know what I am about to say… Too bad, no money for you… because I don't own Avatar!

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Chapter 5) A Not So Normal Practice

I woke up before dawn the next morning to make sure I got to practice. As I made my way to the building I saw only a few children had gathered, including the three boys from the other day.

"Not sleepy today?" teased one of the twins. I glared at the three of them and waited. The class started soon after. Aang I hope you're watching this, I hoped as we practiced for over an hour, without fire.

"Now, to work with fire students you must feel your inner fire and let it out under control," instructed the master. He punched the air in front of him and let a small flame erupt from his hand. We all tried and everyone, including me, made flames burst from our movements.

"Excuse my interruption, but your teacher is needed in the royal gardens now," commanded a soldier.

"Ok then, you, watch the class, I'll return soon," called the master as he darted away, following the soldier. The eldest boy who was put in charge of us peered around, smiled, and said, "Ok people, enough basics, time for one on one sparring practice."

"You can't do that," I mumbled a little too loud. The boy's amber eyes fixated on me, as did the rest of the classes'.

"Yes I can, and for that remark, you get to go first, against, um you," sneered the boy. He had pointed to the twin who had said I was hot the other day.

"Why do I have to fight her, I'm way better then she is...," complained the boy.

"You can challenge someone else later, begin NOW!" ordered the eldest boy. I turned towards me opponent to see that he had already fired a small fire blast in my direction. I side stepped and got into my stance. All too soon he came at me, fists flying, flame spurting out of each angry punch he threw at my face. Every step he took towards me, I stepped back.

When I could back away no longer I slammed my palms together and shoved them in one fluid motion away from my chest, exhaling deeply. A large fan of flames erupted from my hands and flew toward the boy. It pushed him backwards, giving me a moment to catch my breath and plan ahead. I can't win by brut force, I have to be tricky. But how? My brain questioned. It came to me as I saw the fountains in the corners of the ring. I aimed a small ball of flames towards the water and released. The water hissed as the flame made contact.

"What is she doing?" asked a boy from the group.

"I can't see!" called another.

"Where is she!" roared my opponent as the steam filled the space between us. I discreetly bent the watery steam around me, using it to my full advantage. I crept around the ring and stopped, my opponent was standing in front of me, throwing wild punches, as confused as a zebra in an ice storm. I gathered a ball of fire and shot it at his legs. He toppled over onto his back. I inconspicuously bent the steam out of the arena and stood over him, smiling. He scowled and twisted his legs around, in the all too common move to knock me to the ground.

I fell for it; I tipped over and hit the ground on my back. When I looked up the boy was standing over my, a flame gathering in his hand, the center was the weakest shade of blue I had ever seen, but it was blue. It was aimed for me. I saw the world in slow motion, the other boys cheering to end the match, my opponent glowering at me, and a new pair of flickering brown-gold eyes watching from the shadows.

I drew the last of my power and swung my arm in a wide arc, creating a thin wall of yellow flames to deflect some of the attack. As the two flames roared toward each other I rolled to the left and felt the small implosion's heat rest on the back of my neck. I jumped to my feet, ready to fight.

My opponent started, dumbstruck at the ground where I had been only seconds before. We circled each other, eyes locked, preparing for the next move. I patiently followed his movements, catching my breath. As I blinked he punched the air and sent a wild stream of uncontrolled flames barreling towards me. I felt the flames licking at my skin as the force pushed me backwards into one of the columns. My opponent walked over and sneered.

"You lose," he jeered. I glared up at him and felt a bump starting to form at the back of my head. As I put my hand over it he scowled, "That's for yesterday." He walked over to the other boys, who gave him high fives and congratulations. I saw him look back, looking for me. His eyes had changed, they had softened, his sneering smile had transformed into a sorry frown. I looked away and trotted off, pushing the rowdy boys from my thoughts.

I jogged to the wall and walked until I was out of sight. Right as I was about to lose control of my tears, the ground beneath me rose up in a square column. Soon I was face to face with Aang at the top of the wall. I sighed, jumped down, and followed him to where the group had spent the morning watching my lessons.

"That was really helpful, thank you," smiled Aang.

"You're welcome," I mumbled.

"Aang wanted to help you in return," said Katara as we reached them, "As thanks, so he asked Avatar Roku about you and your powers."

Hope you enjoyed it. - R&R