The Lunar Warrior [ATLA FF]

Book 1: Water | 11 | The Southern Air Temple I

Hello~ Just a little update on what I'm doing.

I did a poll and asked whether I should or shouldn't put quote in the beginning/end of chapters. The quotes being things that the characters will say in the future. To see how well they are received, for the next few chapters, I'm going to do just that!

You'll see the first quote at the end of the chapter!

I will NOT specify who said what. Guessing that will be up to you, though this first one is meant to be pretty easy. Hope you like it!

Your Author

-Jenna

"Wait 'til you see it! The Air Temple is one of the most beautiful places in the world!" Aang says, excited to be heading home. The others weren't as eager, though, and for obvious reasons. They'd seen what war does, and Aang had not.

"Aang, I know you're excited, but it's been a hundred years since you've been home." Katara tells Aang cautiously. She was as happy as she was scared for him. Happy that he was happy, scared of what he was most likely going to see.

"That's why I'm so excited!" And he was either blissfully unaware, or actively in denial of that grim possibility.

"It's just that... a lot can change in all that time." Katara says, looking toward Ayaan who was silent still. Her brother knew exactly what she was trying to convey.

"I know, but I need to see it for myself." Aang is not deterred from his happiness. After doing his final checks on Appa, he goes to wake Sokka. That leaves Katara and Ayaan alone in Appa's saddle.

Katara turned to her brother hurriedly while Aang was thinking up his plan to prank Sokka awake. "When he goes home, all he's gonna see is..." She couldn't finish the horrid sentence, her heart breaking for her friend.

"The possibility of that is high." Ayaan replied to the unspoken statement. He patted Appa as he always did, giving the enormous animal his sympathy as well.

"What do we do, Ayaan?" She asked quietly. What could they possibly do for him when he finds out the truth. Hopefully, Aang's optimism is right and they were just in hiding for all of these years, but the chances of that were close to zero.

In this losing war, good news was like a needle in a haystack to find, a needle among needles to maintain. Finding Aang had been there stroke of luck and fortune. His presence alone was a living proof for Katara that her fragile hope wasn't pointless. Hope for the future, hope for her family. He proved that her hope... wasn't a lie.

So what could she do to keep her hope from being utterly heartbroken? She knew that there was nothing. And Ayaan knew that there was nothing. So, he thought back on how they survived their own version of heartbreak. Thinking back to those hard, painful days, there was only one answer that Ayaan could give his sister.

"Be there for him." He said, watching as Sokka was scared out of his sleep by Aang's prickle snake prank. "That is all we can do." They silently watched as Aang let out joyful laughter at his successful prank.

"Great! You're awake! Let's go!" Aang exclaims happily in contrast to Sokka's angry expression. They all eventually got on Appa, leaving the quaint river behind.

Ayaan would never get tired of the feeling of flying. It was an exhilarating experience, one he never thought he'd have in his life. Though the atmospheric change from being on the ground to being in the air bothered him a bit, he could ignore it for the amazing view.