"Percy Jackson The Water Bender" Book One: A New World

Chapter 3: The Chase

*just so you are aware. I'm combining Percy Jackson and the Avatar Series. Yes I am aware how different they are. But for me there are such complex characters from both series that can be either combined to one and have such similarities to eachothers respected world*

As Percy looked back at his wrecked village he was brought to tears by the sight of his mothers hut. it was crumbled and burning with an intense blue flame smoldering in the ashes. Blue flames? that means a fire bender got past him. Those two twins were nothing but a distraction. Percy cursed at himself. He let himself get too carried away fighting those two. He didn't want to admit it but going all out like that felt exhilarating and he almost felt himself get lost in the heat of the battle.

He sprinted to his hut, knowing full well that the chances were slim, but he could not stop his legs from doing anything else but go into a full sprint. He splashed any huts or tents caught ablaze. As he approached his hut he swirled a large blue bubble of water above his house from the snow and slowly misted the fires to a smolder.

He entered the once beautiful home to find nothing but burnt rugs, furs, his furniture left to ashes and much to his dismay, no sign of his mother. Just a pile of ashes with a half melted ceremonial headpiece set atop of it. The same one he saw his mother in earlier that day. The sight of the incineration left him speechless. He dropped to his knees and a gasp of desperation escaped his mouth. he dropped his hands to the charcoal remains and grabbed hopelessly at it. as far as he could tell, this was just the ashes of burnt fur and and ceremonial clothing. Unless the firebender was capable of reaching heats far more capable then the two Percy just dueled. His mother was alive. He knew it... He hoped.

After taking a beat and sending a cry to the spirits for strength, Percy started to pack for his journey. Dried fish and sea prunes, a ceramic container of the village elders squid and tiger seal soup. after that he gathered a roll of different hides and furs to help keep warm as well to make a make shift tent. He sheathed his sword and grabbed a small hip satchel of arrows for a crossbow Percy created a prototype of this crossbow as a child based off of the fire nation invaders and only in the recent years of scavenging old war vessels he was able to create a working weapon and not just a children's toy. with his new abilities as a bender started to emerge he thought of different ways to incorporate it into his fighting style. He was too untrained and contained no luck to rely strictly on bending for a fight. Slight enhancements to his sword and possibly the tip of his crossbow bolts would have to suffice. He knew he couldn't accurately bend projectiles like ice shards yet but he pondered if lining the tips and bending them mid air to change the trajectory could help him hit its mark. he wondered if it was even possible but he would have to wait and see. There was no time for research and development.

Percy knew that the village would be in danger without him. So apart of him felt nothing but guilt. If the fire nation were to come while he was on his wild goose chase... Unless... Supply runners for the war effort have came back to report news and deliver food and new weapons and leather armor to give to the Water Tribe soldiers. A year ago the Runner came to the tribe relaying messages about the war, Apparently there was a resupply depot where all the nation warships that patrol the southern waters can stop to refuel. If they were holding my mother capture they would not stay in the area long and it was likely the large powered ship has already reached port and near ready to take off. While it was unlikely his mother was there he could however cause a distraction. A big enough one for the fire nation to know that the last remaining southern water tribe bender is out to cause hell. And they would have to chase him all the way to the Fire lords throne room himself if it meant getting back the one family member he had left.

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The more Percy ran the scenario through his head the more he felt the nerves ever so slightly build with each second passing. Each pass of wind it felt like the cold breath of death sending shivers through his body. Reminding him what one dumb move could cost him. of he crashed into a rogue ice berg and sink, sure he could theoretically bend himself out of the water but if he were to get completely soaked the icy winds would freeze him solid.