Gyatso and Kara: Prodigies of an Avatar

Chapter 7- War

Kara sat on the lone ice burg where nobody could see her. She laid her head on the freezing ice, and tried to get away. She wanted to get away from everything. Training, history, and everything. She found herself drowning into a deep depression. She couldn't see why all of this seemed to be the outcome of her 15th birthday. As she felt tears develop in her eyes she quickly air-bended them back into her eyes before they could fall out of her eyes. She stood up and took her parka, mittens, pants, and boots off. She took a deep breath and looked at the blue water and shivered. She had to do this; she had to see how it felt. She bended her knees, and got ready to dive. Suddenly, freezing liquid took hold of her body. She closed her eyes and was ready for her breathing to stop immediately, but it stayed for about a half minuet, then she started treading. White air snuck out of her mouth and she thought no one saw her clothes on the ice burg. "Whose stuff is this?" She heard a young voice say. She swirled around and saw Topaz. Her black hair was tied up in the traditional Earth King bun (Kara was surprised that she knew how to fix it still). "Topaz?" She coughed. Topaz turned to her with confusion. "What are you doing in there?"

Gyatso

Gyatso tapped his fingers on his chair to a beat that he had made up out of boredom. He lay back in the chair, blue eyes scanning the room. He looked at Rika do her healing practice. She never really wanted to learn water- bending as an offence, or even defense. She just wanted to help the healing teacher teach the children. Her white fingers directed the water through the faux body with great concentration. "Gyatso," she tried to start a conversation. "Don't you love the water?" "I guess so." He replied nonchalantly. She frowned, and sighed. "What's wrong, Gyatso?" She stood up from her kneeling position and walked up to him. "Nothing," He mumbled looking the other way. She suddenly took his hand softly. He thought of when Kara did that. It gave him the same feeling of trust and safety. He closed his eyes as she talked. He saw a little Kara sitting down on Appa talking to him softly. "You can tell me anything, we're best friends." He heard Rika say. He opened his mouth to talk.

Iroh

Iroh took his thick paint brush and began to write poetry on the white piece of stationary. He had so much on his mind; he just wrote what he felt. He felt like a cloud. A sixteen year old storm cloud that was full of thick black dust. He read over his work and slammed the brush down, black liquid splashing on the paper and some-what on his face. His golden eyes looked red now. His finger tips trembling as he ripped up his paper and screamed. He screamed a Fire Nation scream. A scream he was told never to use-the surrender cry. He surrendered. He surrendered to God, he surrendered to the war, and he surrendered to himself. He was sick and tired of this bloody war. He knew that sooner or later Azula would find them, and kill them. Then, the war would be over. Their families wouldn't have the strength to continue.

Kyoshi

Kyoshi drew out her sword and got ready to battle with Li. This was her favorite time of the day. She and Li got to have some "quality" friend time. Training was her best and favorite subject. She charged at him and was quickly blocked by a high speed boomerang. After a few more practices the two collapsed on the ice. Kyoshi's reddish, brown hair stuck to the sweat on her face. Her breathing was hard, and she could hear his. "Li," She breathed sliding her sword into its holder. "What?" His blue eyes rolled to her and she felt herself start to blush lightly. His features fit perfectly on his face, and his dark hair cupped his face. He was definitely nice to look at. She blushed lightly at the thought. She wasn't supposed to feel this way about Li. It was Li! His father hunted food for the elderly people of the village. She never knew how she was attracted to him. Oh well, she didn't care anymore. "You know what?" She asked purposely dumbly. "What?" He replied the same way as she. "You know what?" "What?" He paused, the resumed. "And don't say 'You know what'." She sighed, and turned over, facing the sky. "I'm tired of the war. I'm tired of not seeing my parents every day. I'm tired of not feeling the warmth of group hugs; full group hugs with Iroh, Gyatso, Topaz, Kara, and even Roku. And I'm tired of the forsaken war!" She banged her fists on the ice and felt the weak ice caps crack. She closed her eyes and shivered. She hated this.

Topaz

Topaz sat in her canoe and sighed. She took out her scroll, and began to write. She needed to do something with herself. After finding Kara swimming in freezing polar water, she couldn't concentrate there anymore. She began sketching out three bodies. They were boys, all between the ages of five and eleven years old. She grunted angrily. They were her boys, her favorite boys. She ripped up the scroll violently, and threw it into the water. She saw her hair hanging in her face. She wasn't sure if it was her mother's color, or her father's. Sometimes it looked like it was her blackish brown, and then his musty, and chocolate brown. She tried to hold back her thoughts of them, but couldn't. For a long time she thought her mother hated her, but after a year in the South Pole, she realized that she cared for her with a passion. Toph always made her train for hours and hours in her earth-bending. It was almost as if she knew the war was coming soon, and she had to get her daughter ready for the moment when she had to fight. She wouldn't let her go until she got the move, or lesson. Her father was more of a, say, patient person. Topaz would ask him a question, and (unlike her mother) would tell her the answer in the most gently manner. When she asked where babies came from when she was eight, her father answered "Babies come from a husband, and a wife who love each other." When she asked her mother how, Toph simply said nothing you need to know. After Topaz started having her period, (a few days after she turned 10) Toph answered her old question. Simply saying to her, sex. Topaz couldn't remember when she had a throw-up spell worse than at that time. Seeing a paralyzed father and a blind mother made her ask how. She never got an answer. After a while, she didn't want to know. She lay in the canoe and sighed hopelessly. This war would never end would it, she thought.

Kara pushed back and forth on the huge piece stray ice that didn't seem to melt at her touch. She was swinging on it like a swing against the snow under her. She remembered swinging in swings in Ba Sing Sei one summer when she was five. Katara used to recite and ancient poem to the twins when they were struggling with something. Kara felt the urge to do the same. She closed her eyes and began to sing her mother's lullaby to herself.

"Don't dwell on your sorrows just keep moving forward. . ." She lost the beat for a second, then resumed. "Just close your sweet eyes get lost in the darkness . . . and ready yourself for the challenges ahead, and fight back, my little angels just keep moving forward."

Gray eyes and blue eyes popped open at a new revelation.

Gyatso tapped his fingers violently on the ice at his chair as he waited for his friends' arrival. An idea had popped into his head as he was talking to Rika-a fateful idea. His pale cheek were getting color back to them as he saw Iroh, Rika, and Roku came to the ice-burg.

"What's up, Gyatso?" Roku slipped out immediately. Even though he was only ten, he knew Gyatso as well as, or better than Iroh did. Gyatso only called on all three of them when something was up.

"Well," Gyatso sighed looking at his palms. "I have an idea. But . . . it might be dangerous, fatal even." "And?" Rika gave him her signature looks. "Tell us what's up!" Roku pounded his foot on the ice below.

"I think we should try to fight in the war, and win it."

Okay, I finally found another way to update! :-)

So this chapter is not my best, it's hopefully my worst of all time! I think when I was writing this I just wanted to show how each character viewed their world, and show their personalities and opinions.

I also think for a few of them, it showed how much personality they had gotten from their parents.

Iroh for example, he is strong willed like Zuko, but has ( which will come out when the boys and girls reunite again) a secret super-softie side like both of his parents.

Also, Topaz. She'll be hard like Toph into the story (when the boys and girls reunite) and when she falls in love her soft side will come out.

There will also be romance between the adults too. Like flashbacks and stuff, so look out.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

God Bless,

Leelee488512