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Updated: Fixed the sisters to six instead of seven. A mistake that needs fixing.
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"Would you mind repeating what you just said? I thought I heard something weird." Azula said sweetly, her lips stretched in a honey-sweet smile that would set anyone on alert.
Zuma was not part of that "anyone" unfortunately, for he just said with a large grin, "We're going to Kyoshi Island."
That was what she thought he said. That was what she heard him said. "Zuma… do you know who is there at Kyoshi Island?"
"Why, the Kyoshi Warriors of course! Also Lady Ty Lee from what I heard. Oh, and the villagers; can't forget the villagers. Do you think they have some good noodle dishes?"
"YOU'RE MISSING THE POINT YOU BUFFOON!" Azula screamed and her fists clenched by her side so that she wouldn't tear her hair out. If she could fire bend at the moment though, Zuma would most definitely be a pretty shape in the middle of a chard background. "The Kyoshi Warriors know who I am! Are you trying to get me locked away?"
"Nope. That won't happen. I have full confidence in my ability." Zuma replied, his grin as large as it was a few minutes ago. It utterly pissed –and that is because she couldn't find a more fitting word to describe her rage- the Fallen Princess to no end.
"Well I'm not confident in your skill. What gave you the idea in the first place?"
"Let's just call it a spurt of the moment thing Princess. Besides, Kyoshi Island is beautiful! We can go elephant koi fish surfing!"
"Elephant koi fish… You really are not getting the point of why I'm like this are you…?" It came out more as a statement than a question.
Zuma's ever innocent grin answered her. It only further added salt to injury when he cheerfully stated, "No. Are we talking about your grumpiness or something else? Are you hungry or something? We just ate breakfast not too long ago too. …It's not that time of the month for you is it? Please tell me it isn't. I'm not trained to handle something like that!"
If she wasn't so furious and embarrassed at the moment, Azula would find Zuma's exaggerated woe and large crocodile tears to be amusing. Instead, she aimed a rather vicious kick right up between his legs. Much to her disappointment, he blocked it with relative ease at the last second. "Wow! Careful Princess! You wouldn't want to hurt a man's precious bits would you?"
"Have it ever crossed your tiny, damaged mind that I was aiming to hurt your precious bits?" Azula bit out harshly, her lips now pulled into a snarl. She made for one fearsome imagine if not for the fact of her slightly disorientated appearance and the one foot stuck up between Zuma's legs, held by one of his large hands.
"Now why would you want to do that?"
Let us rewind for a moment to what started this whole mess (as it appeared to be in Azula's mind).
It was due to a simple question out of curiosity on Azula's part. She was curiosity on where they were ultimately heading to. All she knew was that they were heading to Earth Kingdom, and that was it. She did not know where on Earth Kingdom they would be heading. So instead of waiting to find out, Azula searched out Zuma and asked him, "Zuma, where exactly are we going?"
Said man was found standing on deck, arms crossed and eyes closed, enjoying the breeze that played with his cloth and his hair. The image was almost like something out of a painting, but Azula personally thought that it was Zuma wanting to be dramatic.
When Zuma heard the question, he turned to face her, eyes now open and twinkled in amusement, and said, "Kyoshi Island."
Upon hearing that, Azula froze. It took a few seconds to get her bearing intact, and when she did, she smiled her sweetest smile and asked in the nicest voice, "Would you mind repeating what you just said? I thought I heard something weird."
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That was how they ended up in the position they were in now, with Azula fuming and one leg up between Zuma's legs, and Zuma grinning as if nothing happened, one hand stopping his manhood from meeting certain doom.
"The young maiden is quite the feisty one." The captain of the ship, a man in his forties with board shoulders, shaggy beard, and a large beer belly called out as he approached the two, mouth pulled in a large grin and his grey eyes shine in amusement. "Careful where you put that foot girl, you might hurt someone."
"I intend to hurt someone…" Azula hissed, her eyes never leaving Zuma's face or his stupid grin or his laughing blue eyes. The princess hated how he never seemed to get the situation.
The captain boomed in laughter as he patted his belly in mirth. Azula, seeing that she wouldn't be accomplishing anything finally relent and dropped her leg down. Zuma straightened immediately, his grin never having left his face, though now he was chuckling along with the captain. It really ticked Azula off to know that the two found her situation so amusing.
"So girly, any chance you'll let him stay on this ship? I really could use someone like him in my crew." The captain asked once more, his eyes twinkled and his grin large. Azula wished she could say yes and be done with it, but of course she knew that she has no control over whether Zuma stayed with the ship or her.
He will listen to her little whims, comply to her orders so long as they're doable, and even go so far as to take her verbal abuse. Azula however knew that he only did all that because someone asked him to do so. Otherwise she wouldn't be here, and instead she would still be in her room inside the asylum, doing staring contest with that damnable dragon.
As if to prove her point, Zuma laughed naturally and answered, "Sorry cap, I have to stay with the Princess."
The captain just nodded in acceptance, his grin never diminishing at all though Azula could tell that he was slightly disappointed. "I figured as much. A young girl like her required someone to look after! It simply won't do to leave her alone." Then as if he was struck by something, the captain grew pensive for a moment before he asked, "By the way my friend. I've been meaning to ask. Why do you call her Princess?"
Before Azula could do anything, Zuma replied, "Why wouldn't I? I'm to take care of her, and in some way, every girl deserved to be treated like a princess. I can't provide her that luxury, so I call her princess. I think it suffices, don't you?"
The lie was done so well that Azula almost believed it. It was because she recalled her mother's disapproving look so vividly that she did not. She was just a little monster after all.
"True, true. Every girl does deserve to be treated like a princess." The captain said completely unaware of Azula's inner turmoil. Why would he? She was keeping her face so perfectly stoic.
"LAND HO!"
The Fallen Princess could not have picked a better time. "It would seem that your station calls you captain." Azula said smoothly, her lips forming a well practiced smile and her head tilted just so to present an innocent and sweet girl. It was almost instinctive for her to do this. "It wouldn't do to keep you here now would it?"
The captain beamed in agreement before hobbling off to attend to his duties. It left Azula and Zuma to stare after the man, their expressions never changing even as he disappeared into the control room.
They simply stand and smiled.
"You are a very good actor." Zuma commented as he speared Azula with a side way glance.
"Thank you. You aren't half bad yourself." The Princess replied as she returned the stare. The two kept it up for a few seconds before turning as one to face the approaching island.
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She could see the small gathering that was there most likely for the merchant ship. There was after all an old man who looked to be the island leader, and then there were three others whose uniforms were simply unforgivable. As far as Azula was concerned, the Kyoshi Warriors are some formidable bunch, and the only reason she won against them was due to Ty Lee's chi block and Mai's pinning tack tick.
If it was just Azula against them ladies, the Princess would most likely be forced to retreat. Those girls know how to work as a team.
Still, as the ship approach the small dock –the only dock it seemed- on Kyoshi Island, Azula sudden found her eyes drifting to a girl with familiar, large expressive gray eyes and a face shared with five other girls somewhere within the Fire Nation. Without her needing to force it, a smirk started to make its way onto her face, and if the way that certain girl seemed to cringe and took a small step back, Azula knew that she got the effect she desired.
"Oh, a welcome party! Do you think they're here for us or the ship?" Zuma commented lightly, his head tilted to the side and one large hand stroke his chin in thought. Azula deemed the question too thoughtless and the answer obvious that she ignored it. Instead, she focused her entire attention onto a certain gray eyed girl.
The girl who can, and did disabled her with two quick jabs on Boiling Rock; a girl named Ty Lee. When Zuma made a comment about Ty Lee as well, Azula knew for sure that it was her.
Such coincidence! She had yet to really pay her back for that time on Boiling Rock. Sure she locked her away and intended to keep her locked away; the Princess simply felt that it wasn't enough.
Then another thought, so strange that it actually gave her pause came. Did she really want to make Ty Lee suffer for a moment of possible indecision?
Azula wasn't stupid. She knew that despite what people think Ty Lee was not fickle, but rather hesitant. Born in a family with five sisters who shared her face had done something to Ty Lee's mind.
Ty Lee wanted to be different, but when she looked at her sisters, Azula could always see the question that plagued the girl: how am I going to be different?
One sister was smart, brilliant even and held wisdom few could lay claim to, her ideas often garner attentions.
One sister was calm, stoic, and ever the voice of reason between all six, keeping the sisters from tearing each other apart as well as serving as the peace maker.
One sister was quiet, shy, and held the smallest status within the six despite not being the youngest and was the most protected by the other six.
One sister was cunning, street smart, and can worm her way out of just about anything with sweet words and innocent gestures.
One sister was angry, feisty, and often times short fused, but she loved her sisters so deeply that she would commit murder to keep them safe.
Then there was Ty Lee, flexible, hyper, and ever cheerful, with the best physical ability out of all six and the most perceptive.
All six are different and unique, yet in a family as eccentric as Ty Lee's, she was considered normal. She didn't stand out because all her sisters are extraordinary and just as beautiful as her. So she wanted to be different, but how?
She joined the circus, but that was mostly a spurt of the moment idea. Ty Lee was happy, or so she claimed. She was indecisive of what to do truly, for she missed her family, but she didn't want to be with her family for it made her plain and normal.
Can Azula really punish someone like that further because Ty Lee was forced to decide between Mai and Azula? Can she really blame the girl who kept them two from actually killing each other?
Of course you can. She was weak, and she betrayed you! She should be graveling at your feet for forgiveness! Ozai's voice called out, and Azula was almost forced to agree until something else happened.
No. You shouldn't blame the girl. She was only doing what she thought was the best; for everyone. Ursa's voice replied, and Azula clenched her fists despite her face never changing its expression.
Just what she needed at this moment, more voices inside her head!
She betrayed you. Betrayal shall not be forgiven!
She saved you. Loyalty should be rewarded with kindness.
She chose Mai over you. She chose a simple noble girl over the Princess. Such insult begets punishment!
She stopped you. You would have killed Mai or she you. Such resolution requires gratitude.
Shut up, both of you. Azula exclaimed within her head, driving the voices away as her golden eyes gained a half lid and lazy look. I do not require your inputs to make a decision.
It was then that she noticed that they have docked, and that Zuma was already heading for the ramp that led to the wooden planks, his cloak back on and his enormous luggage strapped to his back. Looking to the side, Azula found her small duffle bag lying by her feet and her large straw hat resting gently against it. The Princess smirked at the stealth someone like Zuma demonstrated before grabbing the two items. Then an idea struck her.
She wasn't one for fancy things, but this time, she would make an exception.
Too bad her fire bending no longer work, or it would result in something more spectacular.
With her mind made up, Azula backed up a few steps, judged her distance, and took off running.
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Having been made very aware that it was indeed Azula on the ship, Ty Lee couldn't help but feel very nervous.
Part of her was happy to see one of her best friends well and walking free, head held high and as flawless as the day they met each other.
Another part of her was afraid, because everyone who met her knew that Princess Azula was cruel, and most often than not, monstrous.
When the Princess disappeared from the ship's railing, Ty Lee let lose a breath she wasn't aware that she was holding, only to gasped when the center of her worries came jumping off the boat. With two flip, the Princess landed right in front of Ty Lee easily, her pose perfect and her balance faultless. The acrobat took a small step back as her gray eyes locked onto Azula's own golden ones, and the girl could swore that she was going to die.
Then she noticed the lazy and half lid eyes, and instantly Ty Lee knew something about this Azula was off.
"What are YOU doing here?" Suki's voice, rough and anger, snapped Ty Lee out of her trance, and the acrobat blinked a few time to found her leader shielding her from the Princess. Judging by the tense shoulders, the hand on the sword, and the slightly hunched stance, Ty Lee was sure that Suki will pounce on Azula the moment she gave Suki a reason to. "Shouldn't you be locked away in some mental hospital somewhere?"
"That is none of your concern peasant, now step aside. My quarrel is not with you." Azula said, her voice sweet, but her venom burning. Ty Lee suddenly felt unsure if she should defend her old friend, or defend her new leader.
"Now, now Suki. Is that how you treated guests? You know better." The village elder and leader called out, his face stern and his eyes hard. The young captain blinked wide eyes at the old man, unsure what to do. "As for you Princess, such manner does not befit a noble such as you."
"Your opinion matters not to me, elder. For your age's sake, I suggest that you stay out of my business." Azula bit back, her voice harder and her eyes burning with an intensity that screamed danger to Ty Lee. Still lazy and half lid, the golden eyes of Princess Azula burned with a strange madness that was not there last she saw her.
"You got no right to talk to him like that. He is much greater than you'll ever be!" Suki shouted, her lips pulled into a snarl as she literally got in the Princess's face. Ty Lee's concern for her grew.
"Ha, that's a laugh. I'm the Princess of Fire Nation. How can a man like him be greater than me?" Azula challenged, her smirk growing to a mocking stage, and Ty Lee really felt like something bad will happen if she didn't intervene soon.
And just like that, the indecision she felt when Mai and Azula faced off on Boiling Rock returned with a vengeance. Should she betray Suki, or strike down Azula once more?
"Zula-chi! Stop antagonizing people!" A deep voice called out, and Ty Lee blinked at the way Azula's eyes widen in rage before her head snapped to an approaching figure. It was that large man the acrobat saw standing next to Azula. "We're not here to fight you know? Besides, I don't think it'll make your stay here comfortable."
"How DARE you call me Zula-chi when I specifically forbid you from doing it?" Azula called out, and Ty Lee blinked once more at the way she tense her shoulders and clench her fist. This was not typical Azula reaction. It was more… free and uncontrolled.
And Zula-chi? Really? That had Ty Lee stomping down on giggles.
Wait… she's staying here? What?
It was Suki who reacted for them all. "What do you mean staying? What made you think I'll even permit her to stay here?"
"Suki, control yourself. You should know better than to behave in such manner." The elder scolded, his face forming a frown that would often had the Kyoshi Warriors shame faced and head bowed. Not this time.
"But elder, you know who she is! You know what she did!" The captain of the Kyoshi Warrior exclaimed, her hands wildly gesturing and her eyes wide in fury.
"She took down the great city of Ba Sing Se, but she also kept it bloodless. That demanded respect regardless of its motive." The elder said, cutting off any further protest from Suki before continuing, "She is also a guest here. We do not treat guests this way."
"…Err… what about that time with the Avatar?" Suki asked hesitantly, and Ty Lee had to struggle with another giggle fit by the red that now tinted the elder's face. She had got to heard this story.
"That was… ahem, under different circumstances. Besides, he sneaked into the island, she didn't." The elder explained, grinning happily by his own cleverness. Suki's mouth dropped open before she snapped it shut and was just about to retort once more when the elder said, "Besides, I think she needs to be here. Call it a hunch if you well."
"…Very well." Suki relented with a sigh before turning a glare to Azula, finally refocusing her attention on the Princess. "You better behave yourself. Just give me one reason, ONE reason, and I'll take you down."
"You might have to give me a list. I don't know what peasants consider to be rude and what can be considered to be offensive." Azula called back, her smirk returning as sweetly as it was before, and Ty Lee know that she was baiting Suki.
This was the perfect place to interfere if nothing else.
"Azula! It's… umm, good to see you. You're… err, different." Ty Lee started before finishing it lamely. If nothing else, she had successfully grabbed everyone's attention. "Did you do something to your hair? It's the hair isn't it? Did you use a new shampoo on it?" The downward twist Azula's lips took was not a good sigh. "It's not the hair?"
"No Ty Lee. It might be the hair, since it's longer and I let it down. I don't know. I was locked up so I wouldn't know. Maybe I'm taller. Maybe I'm more… curvy, or maybe I looked more like my mother." Azula started, and with each sentence she took a step closer to the nervous acrobat. The best Ty Lee could do was put on a big innocent smile. "I wouldn't know of course, since I was in prison, where you and everyone else left me to rot! So why don't you tell me? Hmm?"
"Umm… Zula? You're… um, really angry at me, aren't you?" Ty Lee meekly asked, her hands held up as if to ward off blows and her eyes blinking innocently. It was only so much the acrobat can do to hold in her tears.
"Why would I be? It's not like you back stabbed me or anything." The sarcasm was so thick that Ty Lee could swear it could flatten her with its weight. "Oh well, it would matter. It's all in the past now." The tone, despite it being all happy and cheerful only made Ty Lee even more worried. Azula didn't do happy or cheerful. When she was happy or cheerful or both, someone was usually getting burned. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find some place to stay. Someone decided that we need to be here."
Then Azula did a small mock bow and brushed past Ty Lee not too gently. The acrobat whimpered a little as she watched the Princess's retreating form, her lips trembling slightly from hurt. She could take Azula's anger, because if it came to it, she could always dodge fire balls. She couldn't however take Azula's act of ignoring her. It was like her living with her sisters once more: she was just another one with six others.
"I would like to take two rooms please." The large man sudden called out, his tone light and loud as if nothing every happened a few seconds ago. Ty Lee found herself wondering if she should be angry at him or thank him for breaking the silence. "Also could you direct me to Kyoshi's temple? I heard it kept all of Kyoshi's possession."
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Fool! You should have punished her! Hurt her, burn her, BREAK her! Instead you walked away!
You did the right thing. While it is not forgiveness, it is a step towards redeeming yourself.
You do not need to redeem yourself. You did nothing wrong!
You turned your back against them just as they you, but they don't need your forgiveness, you need theirs.
Just like that, the voices of her parents had been going back and forth for a while ever since she left Ty Lee by the port. There was the slightest satisfaction in seeing the girl hurt, but Azula found herself to be more angry than happy.
There was something wrong with her, the Princess was convinced, and it was something other than her sanity. Back then, she wouldn't bat an eye lash to see Ty Lee mop or sad; sometimes she would even consider it an improvement. Now? Now the simple thought of seeing Ty Lee sad made Azula angry, and there was that urge to hurt whoever made Ty Lee sad.
In this case, Azula was angry with herself, and she did not understand why.
So here she was, somehow managing to find a cliff that faced the ocean, Azula contemplate her dizzying emotions. She felt just as battered as the rocks that had endless streams of wave crashing into them. There was also a sudden tiredness that filled her body. A sigh escaped her mouth unbidden and the Fallen Princess wondered to herself when she became so sentimental.
Just like her weak brother or her useless mother?
"So sour puss, what's on your mind?"
On reflex, Azula spun around, one fist flying through the air heading for a certain man's head. Said man simply tilted his head to the side, the fist passing JUST by and left Azula with the unmistakable feeling of how soft his white hairs were. Still, in her moment of anger coupled with the quick reflex attack, the Princess extended herself and collapsed onto Zuma's chest with a sound "Oof!"
The large man just blinked innocently down to her and said, "My, when did you progress to hugs?"
He did not dodge the fist that crashed into his side. "You fool, do not assume anything."
"Right… Your punch tickled by the way." Zuma said then taunted, and this time he received a straight, full-powered punch in the stomach. That had him doubled over. "A-alright… I deserved that."
"Yes, yes you do." Azula said, a superior smirk on her face as she enjoyed the sight of Zuma groaning in pain. It only lasted for a few seconds though before she turned her attention back to the vast ocean that surrounded Kyoshi Island.
She wondered if a storm was approaching, what with the dark, ominous clouds not too far away.
"You know, whatever it is that you're brooding over, maybe it'd be better to talk it over instead of letting those voices in your head argue."
Azula's head snapped to face the man so fast that Zuma winced, afraid she'd snapped her own neck. He was however more aware of the piercing ember eyes that glared into his instead of any potential neck break. "What would you know? You're just a careless buffoon who seemed to enjoy tormenting me in the name of training. And there aren't any voices within my head."
Azula, you knew better than to lie. Zuko said in the back of her mind, and she quickly slammed some sort of barrier between her consciousness and that. She had enough with mother and father's love spat; she didn't need her brother's biting comments.
"Eh, I won't deny on the torment part, but I think I know more than you do." Zuma said, his tone still cheerful and his grin still big, but his eyes had taken on a strange look that made them very intense. So intense in fact, that Azula found herself looking away quickly. They burned her, as if they drilled right into her soul and judge it instead of looking at what was outside. "Either way, it's one of those "wisdom comes with age" things that old folks are so fond of. So, want to give it a try? I mean I'm not a wrinkled up old man, but I suppose I can still qualify for the wisdom part, right?"
"You don't qualify for either. You are a fool through and through." Azula spat out, though the usual fire in them was missing this time.
That did not stop Zuma from fainting hurt. "Princess, how could you be so cold?"
"It must run in the family." The reply came without trouble, and Azula frown at the fact of just how true that sounded. Azulon was as cold as they came, and Ozai was no better. Iroh could be cold when he needed to be, and Zuko… well, he knew how to be cold when it required of him.
Ursa… Ursa was never cold… She was so irritably warm that Azula found it very annoying and envious how Zuko got all of it. Wonder why.
"I guess this mean that you won't be talking?" Zuma asked softly, his deep voice having dropped the cheerful attitude, and instead taken on a soft quality to it the reminded Azula of Ursa.
Just like her mother, it was irritating.
Without another word, the Princess turned around and stomped off with no knowledge of where they should stay. It hardly matter to her though. She was just mad.
Besides, it wasn't like they'll miss an insane ex-princess of the Fire Nation.
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Zuma watched silently at the Princess's back, his brows drew together to form a frown.
It seemed that coming to Kyoshi Island wasn't such a good idea… Or at least, meeting Ty Lee so fast wasn't such a good idea. Perhaps a few days within Fire Nation land would have been better? But then, how would Azula face her inner demons? She was so… dead to the world, it was as if she was simply breathing, not living.
"But then again, what can I say? I'm only doing what my instincts tell me, and they were rarely wrong." Zuma said to himself before he turned to face the ocean. "Hopefully, this isn't one of those times when I'm wrong…
"Either way, hopefully the road she chose will not be the one that leads to self destruction…"
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Inside one of the many houses, Ty Lee sat by the window and stared listlessly out at the sky. It had start to dim, gaining an orange glow as the day started to progress to night.
The usually cheerful and sparkly girl sighed to herself, wondering if perhaps the reunion with Azula could have been better. What if she stayed in Fire Nation to visit her? What if she found time to visit her even just a few times on Kyoshi Island? What if she never hit Azula back on Boiling Rock? What if she never agreed to go with Azula when she came seeking her help?
Sighing once more, Ty Lee tossed all of those "what if" out of her head, knowing that it was useless to dwell upon them. What she should work on now was how to gain back Azula's friendship, or at the very least her forgiveness.
But how should she start? Azula was a very angry and bitter girl. Her aura bristled with a muddy red as well as the blackest black, easily portraying her anger and her unwillingness to forgive. There was a hint of dark green, showing her envy about something, though what, Ty Lee didn't know. Finally, there was a familiar color, one that Ty Lee herself was very familiar with.
Brown; it symbolized insecurity, just like Ty Lee felt when compared to her sisters.
Azula's aura was mostly brown, showing that she was very insecure about something. Something had destroyed her confidence. Perhaps it was her defeat, or perhaps it was her time within the asylum, or perhaps it was something else. The thought that it was always there, only hidden behind other colors struck Ty Lee as a possibility, but the acrobat quickly discarded the idea.
That was Azula, the Princess of Fire Nation she was thinking about.
But that was in the past… this was different… Azula was different…
"Oh Azula… how can I help you when you don't let me?" Ty Lee mumbled as she slumped against the window frame, eyes prickling with tears and her throat thick with a lump she couldn't swallow.
With a small sob, Ty Lee came to the conclusion that these next few days will be very painful.
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Spirit World…
Near a mountain range, within a bamboo forest, a woman dressed in green robes, equipped with light armors, a pair of battle fans, and a head piece sat meditating. Her painted face was serene as she shut herself off from the world, but couldn't be more aware of it at the same time. Sitting in a lotus position, Avatar Kyoshi allowed her mind to wonder at the recent events that had the Spirit World buzzing in excitement.
She knew what was happening, and what could become of the future based upon the action of one girl. She knew the elemental spirits were worried about the shadow that still loomed within the Earth Kingdom as well as the growing cloud within the Fire Nation.
She knew that this time, Avatar Aang alone may not be able to handle it all despite being a fully realized Avatar. He was just a child, and as a child, Avatar Kyoshi questioned his ability despite him having the wisdom of her and every other Avatar ever lived. It wasn't doubt that stopped her confidence in him, but rather the knowledge that he may not be strong enough to face what would come.
Despite what many liked to think, Avatars were only mortals granted with enormous power, and as such, they made mistakes just the same as every other human did.
Still…
What caught Kyoshi's attention even more was not what was looming within the shadow. She wasn't worried that Aang would not be prepared for the coming dangers.
What caught Kyoshi's attention was what a certain girl could do, and who she was with.
Without warning, Avatar Kyoshi's eyes snapped open, glowing in the tell-tale sign of the Avatar State for a moment before calming. Twin pools of green stared into the bamboo forest for a moment before her painted, full lips pulled into a small amused smile.
Things will be fun to watch for a while, of that Kyoshi was extremely sure of. "You are never one to disappoint Uzumaki… Or should I call you Zuma now?"
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Author's corner:
Eh… nothing to say. Hope you enjoy the chapter. Expect some angst or drama, but that's about it. And to all you Tyzula fans out there, sorry to disappoint you, but it won't happen.
Well, leave a review and tell me what you think please. It's like when I say constructive criticisms on the last chapter, everyone hide. Sheesh.
APH, signing off.