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"Master Aang, I am honored to meet you." said Oakrin.
"Please don't call me 'Master Aang', it makes me sound so old," laughed the old Avatar. "What about 'Great Aang'?"
"You want me to call you 'Great Aang'? Doesn't that seem a little, umm, strange and a tad pompous?" asked Oakrin.
"No, no, no" said Aang while shaking his head and holding up his arms in defense. "You aren't thinking about it right. Allow me to explain; I'm your great-great-grandfather. So for a shortened title, let's use 'Great'."
"I still think it sounds pompous."
"Fine, then just call me Aang" said the old Avatar. "Is that less 'pompous'?" he added in a joking manner.
"Yes" laughed Oakrin, "it is less pompous." The two then sat in silence for a few moments. Aang was rubbing Momo between his oversized ears waiting for Oakrin to carry on the conversation. Meanwhile Oakrin was wondering where he was and how he could see Aang, which provoked the next question: "Where am I?"
"No need to worry, Oakrin. Your body is still in the physical world. I forced my spirit to take over your meditation and led you here."
"But why? I'm sure you didn't go through all that trouble just to tell me what to call you."
"You're right, Oakrin. There is a bigger reason why I brought you here. I want to tell you something. It concerns the spirit world-."
Unfortunately, Oakrin heard no more from Aang. Just as the old Avatar was about to begin his story, Oakrin opened his eyes in the physical world.
During Oakrin's mediation, Nella had stayed at the training grounds practicing her air-darts. Off to the side of the training floor sat a large pile of damaged targets. Many of the discarded targets displayed multiple gashes caused by failed air-darts. Yet other targets were riddled with small holes, marking the spots where Nella's air-darts had cut right through. She was close to perfecting her lethal project.
She had just set out a new target when she heard the tone of the dinner horn ringing throughout the Air Temple grounds. She looked at the discarded target pile, and sighed. She had never had so many targets to hide, and she didn't have any room left in the old spot. Out of desperation she whipped an air-spout and hid them in the nearest tree. Although the targets were still quite visible, she was hungry and was running of patience. "I'll just bring matches down later tonight and burn the evidence" she thought to herself. She then formed an air-scooter and rode it up to the main tower.
Along the way she came across Oakrin, sitting silent and still in meditation. She hopped off her air-scooter and let it dissolve into the air behind her. She called his name, but when no response was made she decided to walk over to him. She called his name again, but he still didn't react. Nella backed up a few steps then blasted him with a jet of air. Oakrin's body smashed against the trunk of the tree he was under, and slowly became conscious.
"Aang?" asked Oakrin, opening his eyes just enough to make out the colors of Nella's clothes.
"Umm, I'm Nella, your sister" said Nella, confused. "Oakrin, are you alright?" she asked with concern.
"But he was just right here" Oakrin mumbled to himself. He looked around, searching for Aang. Nella just watched him, growing more concerned by the second.
"Hey, Oakrin, look at me. What are you looking for?" Nella asked.
Oakrin didn't answer, in fact, he didn't even hear her. He kept searching for some sign of Aang or any remnants of a blue glow. After a minute or two Oakrin realized Aang wasn't to be found. He sat up straight and rubbed his eyes.
"Oakrin, you're scaring me. Are you OK?" asked Nella, voice filling with panic.
He heard her this time, and looked up at her. "What happened?"
Relief washed over Nella's face when her brother acknowledged her. "I don't know what happened to you, Oak, but you were out of it when I passed by. I came to tell you it's time for dinner, but you wouldn't snap out of your meditation. So I just blasted you with some air to snap you out of whatever you were doing" she said. "I had your best interest in mind I promise" added Nella with a smile.
"How long was I, umm, 'out of it'?" asked Oakrin.
"I don't know, Oak, I was training until I heard the dinner horn."
"Well, let's go get dinner then" said Oakrin. "I'm starving."
"Are you sure you're ready to walk? You really don't look good."
"I think so, help me up and we'll see." Nella helped Oakrin to his feet, he wasn't steady, but he was able to stand on his own. "If we walk slowly I should be fine."
"Alright, let's go" said Nella.
The twins were only a few steps away from the tree when Oakrin tripped over his own feet and fell over. Right before he face planted the ground, Nella used her airbending to throw a pillow for Oakrin to land on. As the pillow blended back into the air, he was slowly lowered to the ground.
"That's it. I'm using my airbending to get us to dinner fast. I know you aren't OK, you're just won't admit it" snapped Nella, and she started forming an air-spout around her. "Come on, give me your arm" she said to Oakrin, who immediately started to protest. "No, we already tried it your way, it's my turn. Grab my arm, or I'm leaving you here!" Reluctantly Oakrin grabbed his sister's arm and hung on for dear life as they sped to the main building.
The twins arrived late to dinner, but their parents didn't question them. Oakrin, hungrier than he imagined, feasted. Soon he had regained his strength and was feeling like himself again. Nella, on the other hand, picked at her food, hardly eating anything. She was anxious to see Uncle. As excited as she was to showcase for him all the new moves she had mastered, but she was more nervous that she wouldn't impress him. Impressing her father was easy. Metaang, her father, is nothing more than a mediocre airbender who is just happy one of children shows any interest in the art. Uncle Tarrson, however, is the real deal. He completed training at age fourteen becoming the second youngest airbender ever to receive his mastery tattoos. Tarrson realized Nella's amazing airbending skill and potential before anybody else did. He often jokes, though inspired by probable truth, that Nella would have been an Air Master by age fifteen is he had been her teacher.
When the family had finished eating, they cleaned up and gathered in the courtyard. There the four of them lounged around exchanging stories and telling jokes. Almost an hour had passed while the family was talking. Oakrin had just started a story when they all heard the roar of a sky-bison from the air. Uncle Tarrson had arrived. Nella jumped up from her seat and raced towards the sky-bison caves.
Tarrson had just dismounted from his sky-bison when he heard a familiar voice shout: "Uncle!" He turned towards Nella and whipped a jet of air at her, just missing of course.
"Not so fast, Uncle" said Nella she dodged his attack. She sent a miniature tornado his way, and hopped up onto and air-scooter. As her uncle parted the tornado as she knew he'd do, she charged at him and tried to run him over with her scooter.
Tarrson couldn't help but yelp in surprise as he jumped to get out of the way of Nella's air-scooter. He was barely successful, as the air-scooter brushed by the edge of his outer robe. "Well that was a clever little trick, Ella" said her uncle with a chuckle.
"Clever little trick? Forgive my candor, but Uncle, I almost ran you over. I'd say it was quite the attack." responded Nella with a cocky grin.
"You call that an attack? I'll show you an attack!" said the uncle. He swiftly moved his right arm and flicked back his wrist, sending multiple tendrils of air flying towards Nella. He then spread his fingers apart, and started waving his right hand, moving the individual tendrils to surround Nella. He then clenched his fist, causing the tendrils to wrap around Nella like ropes. She was tried to send attacks back at Tarrson, but she couldn't move her arms or legs. She tried to blow a jet of air at him, but couldn't get the breath support she needed. After failing to break free for a couple more moments, she stopped squirming and hung her head.
"I surrender. Uncle, you win. Again" said Nella, her voice heavy with defeat.
"Of course you surrendered, I'm undefeatable" laughed Tarrson as he released Nella from the air-ropes. "Now come over here and give your favorite uncle a proper hello" said Tarrson with arms outstretched as if waiting for a hug. Nella smiled and ran into his arms.
"Now, I need to speak to your father and grandfather. It's of upmost importance" said Tarrson ending the hug.
"Father's in the main courtyard, but Grandpa Meelo is visiting the Southern Air Temple. What's so important?" asked Nella.
"We need to decide who will be training the Avatar."
