A/N: Sorry this took a bit long to post. With that bug going around, and not writing a lot Wednesday, and finishing Missing, I didn't have much time to write this. But it's here now! I promise another update sooner! Thanks so much for reading!!!
Indeed, Sokka was not dead. Little did the gaang know, mystery was just unfolding itself now...
"Sokka! You scared us!" Katara scolded, yet sighed in relief. Sokka nodded.
"I know, but I had to act dead just in case it was the machine!" Sokka countered. On that, Katara and Aang did agree with him.
"Did you guys see it? Are you okay? You've been gone for a bit," Sokka commented.
"Uhm, yeah! And, yes, we're fine, thanks for asking. The human controlling the machine, Yi-Lo, needs 'workerbees', so he chose us. But, he's a bit odd, and not in a good way. He had weapons, and he seems mentally unstable," Katara explained.
"Uh-oh. So, is he coming after us?" Sokka replied.
"Possibly," Aang said.
"I just came to save you. The whole gaang was worried sick, so they sent me. Why me? That I do not know," he said, his voice sounding like he was clueless, yet using sarcasm.
"So, should we still flee?" Katara asked, her voice unsure, a little scared, and shaky.
"No." A booming voice, that same horrid voice came. Yi-Lo came back, now his eyes lowered in a devil glare, and the knife...Rusty.
"Listen, I heard this whole story. And, I'm sorry, we just really can't help you. Being the Avatar and his gaang, we have some important things to go to, run around, errands. Ya know? Maybe another time. Sorry. Bye," Sokka said, trying his charm on Yi-Lo.
"You go, and you'll be sorry." A pit fell in Katara and Sokka's stomachs. But not Aang's.
"Listen, Yi-Lo. We can't help you. You take that, drop the 'scary' attitude, accept it, move on, and leave us to do what's needed to be done. I'm sick of you thinking you control us. I technically control you, if you want to go there, anyway. So, goodbye." With that, Aang turned. Yi-Lo threw. The knife missed the fast moving Aang by a mile, and he laughed.
"Bye, amateur," Aang said. Smart comments weren't so bad. Katara started walking away, following Sokka.
A fight broke out, which Yi-Lo started. He surrounded them in large circles, acting like he was going to throw the knife, just to scare them.
Sokka threw his boomerang, yet it went into nowhere. Literally. It didn't even come back.
Aang threw some punches, then desperately tried relying on airbending. It didn't work.
Katara did manage to pull his shoulder length hair hard, knocking him down.
Sokka and Aang came up, towering over him, as Katara held him to the ground, keeping the knife a distance away from him.
"STOP!" Yi-Lo demanded. Suddenly, rustling was heard in the distance.
He called his clan.
They were coming.
And there were a lot.
A/N: Sorry this was so short, I just thought it ended this chapter.
Believe me, the next one will be up super soon, for I am working on it now.
I now know how hard multi-chap stories are! Difficult, and a little hard to continuously update, and you feel bad when you don't have the time.
And just so you know, we're now out of my dream. It ended in the last chapter, so I'm purely making it up now. Thanks again to everyone who's reading this! It's immensely appreciated! (:
--Regan of PxP.. (: