Chapter 3 : Unwillingness
"I don't understand?"
Sokka looked at Aang like he was crazy.
"Maybe Katara was right… maybe you should lay back down…"
"I'll explain when Uncle Iroh get's here."
A few minutes passed until Uncle Iroh knocked on the door. Aang opened it, and welcomed the old man inside.
It took another several minutes, but Aang fully explained to the both of them what had happened the night before.
"Aang, in all my years I have never heard of an Avatar bending someone's bending. You shocked the whole world when you did what you did. However, I am speechless and don't know what to tell you. I suppose it is YOU who has to find a way to rid of Ozai's bending, because I'm not sure that there is a soul alive that can tell you how. My best advice is to pick someone trustworthy of Ozai's power and find a way to give it to them." Iroh said.
Aang then proceeded to explain that he had asked Sokka to take the bending several minutes before Iroh got there.
Iroh and Aang shot a glance in Sokka's direction.
"No." Sokka said blunty. "I can't and won't do it. I am happy with boomerang, and though I admire bending, I cannot accept fire bending to be a part of me."
"Wait…Sokka, can Aang I have some privacy?"
Sokka nodded, still not fully aware of what was going on since he hadn't had breakfast yet. He stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Iroh stood in thought for a moment.
"Aang, what if we gave a visit to the Masters?"
"You mean…at the Sun Warriors temple?" Aang asked.
"Yes. The Dragons might have an answer for you."
