Becoming the Avatar was never supposed to be easy, but in a world that relies on the progression of technology and dismisses the Avatar as an old idea? Now that's where Vahni finds herself troubled. Between balancing her learning the other elements...
You know those mornings when you feel like you're floating and you don't want to leave your bed, but then someone just has to come in and ruin it? Literally all of it? It was peaceful, the beautiful sound of silence; until there was this awful but faint sound of heavy breathing. I barely peaked open my eyes and all I could make out was a figure in the doorway just staring directly at me.
It took my full will not to throw fire at the figure, rather I did what any human being would do: I screamed and threw my pillow across the room at them. I instantly hear a muffled growl from behind it and watch the lights flicker on. All that comes to my view is a very red faced Surah, face fuming as she glared icicles at me with her icy blue eyes.
"What in the Spirit World are you doing!" I shouted at her, though I still hadn't fully woken up yet. She threw my pillow away from her before stomping her foot on the floor in defiance. She was hard to take seriously in her Spirit Catchers pajamas.
"It's 5 AM, mother informed me it was time to wake you, incompetent mortal," She huffed back, arms crossing snobbily over her chest. I scoffed, "Jokes on you, I was already awake, peasant."
Her nostrils flared, but she didn't retaliate. Surah turned her nose up at me, grabbed the doorknob and slammed it shut behind her as her footsteps echoed down the hallway. I felt myself almost fall back into bed, and how badly I wanted to, but I had to force myself to get up and get dressed. Hopefully, it was supposed to be the last day I was supposed to wake up that early.
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After a brief exchange of goodbyes with my mom and a lunchbox thrown at me on my way out the door, I headed out to hopefully hit the morning route to Air Temple Island on the bus. It was roughly a ten minute drive from our apartment building to the port to catch a boat to Air Temple Island, and that was another ten minutes.
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It was the same schedule that I'd had for the last two years. Get to Air Temple Island at 5:30 AM, do an hour of meditation, two hours of form practice, another hour of meditation, and then whatever exercises Yin-Wei would put together. The exercises ranged from glider practice, cleaning the bison, and so on. Basically chores that no one else wanted to do.
It was supposed to teach me discipline.
But today was different. I'd have one hour of meditation, then a half hour of preparation for my Airbending Final, and then take the final right after that. To say I was nervous was an understatement, I was terrified.
Not of the final, but what came after the final. Sure, two elements are down, but there's still two more to go. The White Lotus have been strict with everything I've done since they told me who I was, granted they didn't confine me to a compound like they did with Avatar Korra, but they're so critical of my every move.
It's infuriating.
The boat ride was normal as every morning, the water had that slight mist over it as we passed over the rough waves. Pulling up to the port, I was greeted as usual by Yin-Wei and her daughter, Jin.
