“Ah...so there you are...the one with interesting tattoos...”
The young man, whose hands and feet had been chained up, looked up to see an old woman, dressed in a orange robe, blue arrow tattoos on her hands. The woman eyed the tattoo of the two birds on the young man's tanned left arm and a black cat on his right.
“...Careful with this one. He really bruised some of our best men before we could capture him...and he stinks of moon blossom,” said the officer, who had escorted the old woman.
“Just shows your men need to exercise more...” said the young man with a half smile. His hair was loose and hanging over his shoulders while a strip of hair was on his chin. The tattooed young man was dressed in a black sleeveless vest with a red shirt and black pants, covering a body strong with muscles. “It doesn't really count if you shock someone unconcious...”
“I'll be ok...” said the old woman, approaching the young man. “Your neck has a bad burn...” she said, examining a glove shaped burn on the man's neck. “Here, take some of this,” she said, taking out a pouch and scooping out some green salve to rub onto it.
“So what does an air monk want with a punk like me?” said the young man, sitting there as the old woman rubbed his neck's burn.
She examined the man's face and said, “Those bounds...its because you're a bender , aren't you?”
“Smart lady...earth bender to be exact...” said the man, “Shook things really up before one of those goons got the drop on me..”
“You do have the look...though I wonder...”
“Huh?”
“Its been about 20 years since Avatar Korra's death...and we've been hearing about a man who can bend all four elements...with a very interesting tattoo on his arm...”
The young man was about to say something, but only frowned when he saw the old woman's smile.
“Ah ground it...news travels fast in this day...”
“My name is Jinora...and we've been looking for you...the new Avatar...” said the old woman, tying a banduage around the man's neck to allow his burn to heal.
The man just frowned, “Well my name is Hung...and I'm not who you think I am...”
To the guard's shock and the old woman's surprise, the man suddenly stood up, his arm bounds falling off!
“You know how many locks and cages I've been in? I've gained a sixth sense for picking them,” smirked Hung, before punching downward. A spike of earth shot up as he did so, causing the leg bounds to break under the combined force of the spike and his fist. “I don't know what you want with me, lady, but the Avatar doesn't exist right now,” said Hung, before thrusting his arms, causing a blast of air to blow the old woman and the guard off their feet.
Meanwhile...
“Ugh...what is taking Miss Jinora so long?!” frowned Megumi Satou, as the short and somewhat stocky young woman sat, his arms folded across her chest. She was in the lobby of the Republic City police station. The girl was very short, just a bit under five feet, and had roundish cheeks. Megumi wore a dark jacket with an orange shirt, and had arrow tattoos on her hands, going under her sleeves to indicate they went up her arms. On her back was some kind of staff, made of a red wood.
“Hey! You can't have an animal in here!”
Megumi looked to see an unusual trio and a furry creature being yelled at by a police officer.
“This is our pygmy puma, Jun. He's well-trained, don't worry...” said a young man with long black hair, dressed in a sunbaked tan coat and pants. On his back was some kind of case made of a thick skin from some animal. “We're here because you brought in our friend,”
“Iwao will keep Jun from being naughty,” said a very tall and muscular man, dressed in a sleeveless blue shirt and pants. The man must have been over seven and a half feet tall, towering over his friends. He had a shaved head, except for a single tyed tail of hair, and a gentle look in his eyes. The man picked up the dog-sized cat sitting by his feet into his arms like a baby.
The third member was a small girl, younger than the others, with brownish hair and a thin, petite frame. The girl was shorter than Megumi, her head just reaching the black haired man's chest and the giant man's waist. She said nothing as she looked to Jun and petted him gently.
Suddenly, the room shook like an earthquake was hitting it, causing things and people to fall.
A nearby pot landed on the black haired man's foot, causing him to yell, “YEOOOOWWWW!!!” He hopped around on one foot, screaming, before frowning, “Yeah...that's probably Hung now...”
Megumi got to her feet in time to see a door go flying open, followed by several policemen.
“Look, I can't stay here. Just get out of my way and nobody gets hurt,” said the young man, who stepped out the door.
“YAHHHHHHHHHH!!!” screamed a policeman, his glove sparking with electricity, as he ran up to the man from behind.
“Not this time,” said the man, catching the policeman by the arm and tossing him to the ground. He waved his hands, causing the earth to rise over the policeman, and wrap around him like banduages. “Now you stay there and be a good boy,”
“Seriously, Hung?!!! I figured you may break out, but this kind of trouble?!!!” shouted the black-haired man.
“Don't blame the tiger for having its fangs, Kichiro. Blame nature for giving it fangs,”
“TIGERS DON'T CAUSE MASSIVE DESTRUCTION WITH BENDING!!!”
“Iwao just happy to see Hung again!” cried the large man, giving Hung a rather crushing hug.
“Oh...easy there, big guy...save a couple ribs uncracked...”
“Myaarrr...” said Jun, rubbing against Hung's leg affectionately.
The small girl tugged on Hung's vest, pointing to the policemen around them.
“Oichi's right, you bozos. Let's save all the sappy stuff when we're not a stone's throw away from jail,” said Hung, Iwao letting him go. “And speaking of a stone's throw...” he said, rocks hovering around his fingers. The rocks shot off like fast balls, nailing the officers on the legs to knock them off their feet.
“These guys are just cops! Don't hurt them that bad!” shouted Kichiro, waving his arms before thrusting his hands out. The sack on his back suddenly opened up and a blast of water shot out. It thrusted through the air like a whip, swepping several police off their feet.
“Me no like fighting, but not let friends get hurt!” shouted Iwao, charging through the cluster of cops like a rhino. His size and strength allowed him to toss them around like dolls.
“What's with these guys? An earthbender, a waterbender, and a human locomotive?!!!” thought a stunned Megumi, “No...this is not right. I have to stop them...”
Oichi looked up and pointed to the ceiling, Hung looking up as well in response.
“Ah-ha! Good thinking, Oichi!” shouted Hung, seeing the sprinklers above them. He and Oichi both took a step forward, waving their arms, before thrusting their hands upward. Both shot a small fireball that dissolved against the metal sprinklers. However, the extreme heat caused them to turn, causing a massive downpour onto everyone and everything.
“Ah! Where are they?!!” shouted an officer, the confusion allowing the group to make a run for it.
“Did that guy just use both earth AND fire?!!!” shouted another officer.
“Wait, why are we going upstairs?! We want to go OUT of the building!” shouted Kichiro, following Hung up the stairwell with Iwao, Oichi, and Jun.
“Just trust me!” shouted Hung, running for the window. He threw a rock of rubble with his bending to smash it open, before leaping out. Hung then waved his arms, causing water from the nearby river to swirl up into a watersprout that caught and safetly lowered the group down.
“Earth...fire...and now water?!!” thought Megumi, having followed the group to see their escape. “No way...he's the Avatar?!!!”
“As cool as that was, I think we need to make tracks between us and all those cops we just made angry,” said Kichiro, rubbing some of the water out of his hair.
“Way ahead of you,” said Kichiro, before taking a deep breath and putting his fingers in his mouth to make a whistle.
“SCRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”
Something massive came running, or rather, floating, upon call. It was a large lizard, as big as an air bison, with thick green scales, a long neck, and strange black protrusions coming out of the bottom of its feet. The lizard had some kind of bar in its mouth attached to reins that lead to a large multi-seated carriage to carry multiple people strapped to its body.
“Hey there, Qiu! I knew you would be nearby, girl,” said Hung with a smile, before the lizard licked him like a dog. “Oh good...now I smell like polevern spit...”
“Screee!!!” called out the lizard as the group leaped into her saddle, and Hung snapped her reins. “Screeee!!!” she howled again, before lifting into the air as if hovering and blasting off as fast as a car.
“A polevern...that's going to be tricky to keep up with...” said Megumi, before grabbing her staff, “But not impossible,”
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“WHAT JUST HAPPENED HERE?!!!” shouted Chief Arun, when he walked into the office to see it looked like a huge storm blew through.The heavy set mustached man had rubbed his eyes, hoping it was just a trick, but no success.
“We had a prisoner...and he kind of escaped...” said an officer, before Arun grabbed him by the collar.
“There's no 'kind of' escape, you idiot!”
“I'm afraid that's my fault...”
“Lady Jinora!” shouted Arun, reconizing the master of the Airbender's temple in Republic City. He realized his underling and bowed politely.
“That prisoner is of great importance. We worried about his safety, and I was arranging to have him taken into my custody. His cell was opened when he somehow unlocked his arm cuffs and he was able to escape when we were taken by surprise,”
Arun looked around at the ruined hall and said, “Needing personal safety doesn't come to mind when you think about who did this...but how did he unlock his cuffs in the first place?”
“I believe I have the answer for that, Chief!”
“Oh no...” groaned Arun, rubbing his hands down his face when he reconized that fancy talking voice. He turned his head to see a young man with hair tied back all fancy, dressed in a neatly kept suit. The man was holding the cuffs that had bound Hung until he escaped.
“Inspector Sou Bei Fong, at your service, sir!” smiled the man, giving a salute. “And it is a pleasure to see you again, Lady Jinora!”
“Hello Little Sou,” smiled Jinora; she knew him he was a small child since she had been friends with his grandmother.
“Still calling me that...?” blushed Sou, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.
“Look, Sou...I know you have gotten some tough cases solved...but you've let others go away! The risk of you making this worst great outweighs the slim chance you'll do something worthwhile,” frowned Arun. It was true Sou had a sharp mind and a strong sense of justice...but he was too much of a dreamer and show off and often got distracted, allowing suspects to get away or making some stupid mistake like dropping and breaking important clues.
“You had something, Little Sou?” asked Jinora, ignoring Arun.
“Yes. Upon closer exalimation of these cuffs and their locks, I see some green poutice has been forced in and used to...how you say...'gum up the works,'” said Sou.
Jinora put her hand to her chin, and said, “Oh...that may have been my fault. I was rubbing some healing salve on his neck. I did get pretty close to him..and the salve is made of a special clay to contain the healing properties of the other ingredients. He must have been able to bend it into the locks and pick it,”
“Not necessarily. With his hands bound...he could only do so much with his fingers. But he didn't need to turn the tumblers like a rock. Just smash them enough to break them and release the locks,” smiled Sou.
“Oh...that's interesting, Sou...” began Arun with a half-smile, before his face turned bright red. “BUT RATHER USELESS!!! IT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT HE BROKE FREE!!!”
Sou sweated a bit and went, “Oh yeah...guess so...”
“I must find him and soon,” sighed Jinora, about to leave.
“Wait...my lady. One question...” said Sou, “My fellow officers told me that there were three others with the escapee...four if you count their pgymy puma. They told me they each had a special bending ability. The escapee was an earthbender, one of his friends was a waterbender, and another a firebender. But...they also mentioned the escapee bended both air and fire too. Now...correct me if I'm wrong...but doesn't being able to bend more than just element mean...that person is the Avatar?”
“Phew...that's a relief...” said Hung, now sitting with his friends in a more seedy district of Republic City they were hiding in. He had gotten time to tie back his hair with a band, putting it into a ponytail. They were leaning against Qiu, Jun resting his head on Hung's lap.
Oichi held up a pair of glasses to Hung, making him smile.
“Thanks, Oichi. These must have dropped when that guard got that cheap shot with the shock glove,” said Hung, taking them and putting them on. He was somewhat near-sighted without them.
Kichiro frowned, “You know...you wouldn't have gone to jail and we wouldn't be on the run again from the law if you didn't get in trouble with that cop,”
“You think they have better things to do than go after suspicious looking guys? Tell me...what exactly about me looks suspicious?” said Hung, outstretching his arms. “Ok...besides the tattoos...”
“Well it could be the fact you smell of moon blossoms....you know its illegal!”
“That's not my fault. Besides, there's plenty of worst criminals out there. Robbers...murderers...but no...the cops have to chase after people who like to chew on the petals of a plant to relax themselves just because some fat cat wanted it illegal because they don't have enough...,” shot back Hung, before stopping. He looked at his hands and saw they were trembling. “Oh boy...here we go again...Kichiro...”
Kichiro sighed, “I know its against the law...but you're right. Until you settle your demons...” He reached into a pouch on his belt and pulled out several luminous pedals. “Only three. That should give you plenty of time,”
“Thanks. Its too dangerous without it...and....I...I...I just can't stand seeing them again...especially her...” said Hung, taking the pedals and putting them into his mouth to chew them up. “Why me? Why am I the Avatar?”
“Search me, buddy. Wish we knew more. But we've been too busy running and keeping a low profile. Or we would, if you didn't show off you can bend more than just one element...:
“I'm sorry. You know I have to work with what I got when I take pedals...”
“Please stop fighting. Hung and Kichiro friends, right?” whimpered Iwao.
“Wow, you are a mess,”
“?!!!!” went the four and their animals when they saw a short, stocky girl in their hideaway. She was holding some kind of glider that she immediately folded into a staff.
“I saw that girl before! The short girl with the arrow tattoos!” shouted Kichiro, “Wait...arrow...oh darn it! Of course! She's an Airbender! She must have used that glider to follow us!”'
“Short?!!!” frowned Megumi, eyes turning red.
“Well, duh. You are a pipsqueek. A chubby one at that...” said Hung.
“I'm stocky! It's not all fat, you rock-headed disaster!” shouted Megumi.
“Hey! I wouldn't have been in that situation if your stupid cops didn't throw me in there in the first place! You may not understand, Airhead, but me and my friends don't have the luxury of being able to stay in one place too long!” shouted Hung, standing up and looking down to Megumi; he stood over six feet tall against her barely five.
“Oh, why would that be?! You can't stand being still for one second?!”
“No! I can't explain it further than trouble follows us if we're not careful. And if you found us then...” began Hung, before his eyes widened. He looked around, before jumping forward and tackling Megumi to the ground.
“Hey! Get off me, you...” began Megumi, before she saw some kind of thrown and stuck in the ground where she had been standing. “What the?”
“That wasn't for me. It was for you. I'm too valuble to kill...but seeing someone die in front of you is a good distraction...” said Hung, standing up and taking Megumi's hand to help her up.
“You saved me...” said Megumi, blushing slightly. She then shook her head and pulled her hand away, saying, “You creep! Why are you touching my hand anyway?”
“Don't you even pay attention?!!! Your head must be nothing but air!”
“Oh, ho, ho, ho...how amusing...”
A figure came down from the sky; it was a tall thin man with a shaved head, goggles, and some kind of aviator's outfit fitted with some kind of armor. On his hips were multiple sheaths, each one holding dozens of tiny but incredibly sharp knives.
“I was hoping that one moment you saw that little pudgy pig fall, I could snatch you and bring back,” said the would-be assassin.
Hung frowned, “You're one of them, aren't you? Like rubble I'm going back to that quagmire. And neither are my friends!”
“Your friends were valuble test subjects...but they lived past their use. You're the only one we need now, Avatar,” said the assassin, “They're worthless now...”
That comment made Hung grit teeth with a low growl.
“I'm not the Avatar. Not anymore. I blew that chance,” said Hung, “But I'm still going to ground you up into dust if you don't fly out of here now,” He removed his glasses and placed them into a pocket.
“How observant of you. You noted my weapon was propelled by my airbending. I underestimated your speed...but you were the order's most promising subject...still are, despite your smell...”
“Smell?” thought Megumi, before sniffing the air near Hung. “A flower?”
“Before you three smashed up the place and escaped, you snatched a whole bunch of moon blossoms. You observed they helped us control our subjects when they got out of control. Made them calm and focused. But it had a special little effect on benders...”
A boulder came flying for the man, making him leap into the air with a spin, propelling up with air. The wing like protrusions on his arm enhanced that leap.
“Are we going to fight or what?” asked Hung, before bending the earth to create a land pillar for him to leap off of. “Kichiro!”
“Sure thing!” shouted Kichiro, grabbing his skin-sack and throwing it to Hung. He caught it and spun in the air, kicking hard. The water in the sack popped out and followed through, sending a blade of water alongside his leg.
The assassin drew several throwing blades from the sheaths on his hips, before tossing them. He swung his hands after doing so, causing the knives to direct their path towards Hung.
"Missed me!" laughed the assassin, leaping away to safety. “Now that I have a better idea of your speed and style, I can bend the wind to control the tracherory of my weapons!”
“Grrr...” frowned Hung, bending the air to blow them back, but only barely in time.
“What is with this guy?!!!” shouted Megumi, she and the others watching.
“He's one of the people chasing us. Probably one of their underlings they trained. Their specialty is figuring out how to make benders even more dangerous. We should know...they used us to figure it out...” frowned Kichiro.
“Iwao no want to remember those days...” whimpered Iwao, Oichi shivering in fear.
“Shouldn't we help? We're benders and the big guy is practically an unstoppable object!”
“Trust us. Its better for Hung. He's already hindered enough without us in the way...” sighed Kichiro.
The assassin chased Hung, still throwing directed knives at the so-called Avatar.
Hung used water from the sack to redirect attacks and air to blast him further. He also bended earth to act as a shield when there was not enough time.
“You're good...” panted Hung, before charging close. “If I get close enough, he won't have time to prepare a throw and I can get in an attack!” thought Hung, his hands ablaze. He thrusted a ball of fire at the assassin, but the thin man smirked and blew some more air with his bending. A wall of wind shielded him from the flame and smothered it.
“Such a weak flame I can easily snuff out! It's only because you've been bad and taking those moon blossoms. Whatever's going on in that head of yours...is it worth making your bending much weaker?!!!” laughed the assassin.
“What did he say?” asked a surprised Megumi.
“...Yeah. Moon blossoms are said to have some kind of property that messes with the Spirit Realm. Eating them does calm you down and help you think straight, but it also has the effect of weakening a bender's abilities,” explained Kichiro.
“But why would Hung do that to himself?!”
“...Trust us...having power isn't always the best thing...”
Hung growled and stomped the ground to lift a large rock, before kicking it at the assassin. The assassin simply spun again and redirected the rubble away into the distance.
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At that time...
“Mmm...lunch time!” smiled Lau Gan-Jia, the 3rd president of the company, Cabbage Corp., as he sat down at his desk. A servant brought him a bowl of his favorite food: cabbage stew. “I've been waiting all day for this!” smiled Gan-Jia, holding a pair of chopsticks. Suddenly, something busted through the window, smashing the bowl and spilling the stew all over Gan-Jia. “MY CABBAGE STEW!!!”
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“I can't believe you're supposed to be the Avatar...just be lucky my orders are to capture, not kill. Its getting rather hard to follow them if you're going to fight like this,” said the assassin to a panting Hung, who was downed on one knee.
“You're right...I can't fight at the full potential of being the Avatar....” said Hung, “I can't trust myself with that kind of power though...it costed me so much. But...” He then quickly dove and stomped the earth.
“Huh?!!!” shouted the assassin, seeing his feet sink into the ground.
“In order to survive with such a disability, I had to learn how to fight smarter!” shouted Hung, swinging both fists into the assassin's midsection.
“GUAHHHHHHH!!!” gagged the assassin, unable to be knocked back due to his feet being trapped.
“I see! Because he bent the earth to get that goon stuck in the ground, not only did Hung keep him from moving, but made his punches stronger!” shouted Megumi.
“Yes. Normally, force would have been lost from the fall back. But by trapping his enemy in one stop, Hung was able to keep the force in one place,” continued Kichiro.
“Hung so smart!” grinned Iwao, Oichi smiling with a nod.
“Ouch...so you actually have some bite in you...” said the assassin, feeling like his stomach had been used like a training bag. “But I got a surprise for you too...” he smirked, before waving his arms, causing a wind spiral to lift him up, breaking the ground under him for freedom. “My weapons aren't the only thing that can fly how I like!” shouted the assassin, diving in the air for Hung, as he drew a knife in each hand.
Hung waved his arms and swung his right arm like he was clawing the air, causing the water from Kichiro's sack to shoot out likewise.
“MISSED!!!” shouted the assassin, veering out of the way.
“Wasn't aiming for your head!” shouted Hung, the water stream slamming into the assassin's foot. The force caused him to start tumbling through the air.
“WAIT! WAIT! I CAN'T CONTROL...” screamed the assassin, right before he smashed face first into a wall.
“And now to make sure you can't do anything else!” shouted Hung, before swinging more water at the assassin. As soon as it made contact, Hung clenched his hand into a fist, causing the water to freeze, binding his attacker to the wall. “I know you hit that wall pretty hard, but I know you're still concious, if just barely, so listen up. I don't give one freaking stone about myself. I die: a new, probably better, Avatar will be born after some time. But as long as I'm still here...I'm never letting anything to happen to my friends. Whether its you, your masters, any other stone-brained moron...or my own power....I'll do what I need to do to keep them safe,”
“....” said a stunned Megumi, speechless from what he just saw and heard.
“And that's why he's our buddy...even if much of that trouble he talks is caused by himself,” said Kichiro.
“Oh? And who was it again that caused those mobsters to chase us all over the Fire Nation?” asked Hung, overhearing Kichiro.
“I was trying to make us some money after you got us into debt from that tea shop you wrecked! It was a good gig; selling my working remedies! How was I supposed to know that guy would have an allergic reaction ?!!! Only one in...”
“Guys, calm down!” frowned Megumi, standing between them. “This is not a good place to...”
“Ah-ha! My keen detective skills have worked wonders yet again!”
“Oh sure...and the fact that fight was clearly visible from a good distance was a minor detail...”
The group looked to see Jinora, two official looking men, and over a dozen cops.
“Oh great...here we go again...” sighed Hung, “You think I'd get some time for my various body parts to stop aching but...”
“Master Jinora?” asked Megumi, seeing the old woman, her teacher.
“There you are. You shouldn't have run off without telling me, Megumi. Your grandmother would be worried,” sighed Jinora.
“I can take care of myself, thank you,” huffed Megumi.
“Says the girl I saved not too long ago...” said Hung, rolling his eyes.
“You be quiet, you Hard-Headed Hooligan!”
“Oh, nice alliteration!”
Sou walked over to Hung, hand cuffs ready. “Now then...you, my friend, despite being the Avatar, are under arrest for resisting arrest, escaping from authority, injuring several officers on duty, causing untold...”
“You do realize while you were talking, I just handcuffed you instead?” asked Hung, pointing to the cuffs now around Sou's wrists.
“WHAAAAAAT?!!!” screamed Sou, “That's the third time that's happened! Uh...I mean, the first!”
“Ugh...” sighed Arun, rubbing his face with his hand.
“Chief, if you will...I will be taking Mr. Hung and his friends into my care now,” said Jinora.
“What? I don't care who their ringleader is! He's still a fugitive and...” began Arun, before an officer stopped him.
“Sir...its former Commisoner Bei Fong on the radio...” began the officer, pointing to their vehicle.
“My grandma?” asked Sou.
“I called her before I came...figured I may need her help,” smiled Jinora.
Arun walked to the radio and answered it, “Look, maim. I know...I know. But...but...he's...yeah, but you're not...oh...ok...yeah...I understand...” He shivered a bit as he ended the call. “Ok. Hung, was it? You're free to go, provided you go with Miss Jinora here,”
“You'll be staying with me and my students on Air Temple island. Your air bending could use some work,” smiled Jinora.
“What?!! He's staying with us?!!” shouted Megumi; being a student, she also lived on the island.
“That a problem, Shorty?” asked Hung.
“You...” growled Megumi.
“Heh, heh, heh...the way you fight...I'm getting the feeling you two may make a cute couple someday,” smiled Jinora.
“UGH!!!! NO WAY!!!” shouted Hung and Megumi at the same time, faces red.
“Uh, Hung? Why are we going with the old woman? Shouldn't we be worried about the fact THEY may have found us?” whispered a worried Kichiro.
“We got no other choice. Its either a jail where we're at least surrounded by water...or a jail surrounded by bars. We can figure a way to sneak out later. We always do,” whispered Hung, before looking in a direction. “Ugh...not again...”
“What now? You seeing things again?”
“Yeah...that woman. Of all of them...I can't stand seeing her the most...” said Hung, taking his glasses and putting them on.
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Later...
“So this is Air Temple Island? Not a bad place...” said Hung, he and the others leaving the boat. Jun was on his shoulder, while Qiu was being helped off due to her large size.
“Don't relax. To stay here, you'll all have to pull your weight,” said Jinora, leading the way.
“That's not a problem for us. We're used to working odd jobs,” said Kichiro.
“Give any hard work to Iwao! Me will do good job!” smiled Iwao.
Hung sighed, “Well...maybe I can finally get a chance to clear my head now that we're not running. I may actually get some peace and...” He stopped and froze upon seeing a statue in the courtyard. “...who may I ask is that...”
“Oh? You should know. That's Avatar Korra, your predessor. She died about twenty years ago. But she did so much for us. You may have even seen her before. After all, the Avatar...” began Jinora, before she noticed Hung's face. “What's wrong?”
“IT'S HER!!! She's the one I've been seeing the most!!!” shouted Hung, terrified beyond belief. “No, no, no! This is not right! This is not right!”
“Hung...”
“Kichiro...please! I need it now!” shouted Hung, before his eyes flashed.
“?!!!” went a stunned Jinora, “His eyes...”
“Don't have to tell me twice!” yelled Kichiro, taking three pedals and running to Hung. “Iwao, hold him down! This episode is the worse one ever!”
“Right!” shouted Iwao, before grabbing Hung's arms to bind him.
“Chew these,” said Kichiro, putting the pedals in Hung's mouth.
“Hung...please...just listen to me...”
“SHUT UP!!! Stop looking at me like that! You're not her! You're not her!” shouted Hung, before taking the pedals and chewing them up. He sighed and calmed down, as he watched the blue woman with the ponytail, dressed in the garb of a waterbender vanish before his eyes. He breathed heavily and said, “...Thank you...Kichiro...”
“Its ok, man. Its ok,” said Kichiro, patting him on the back as Iwao let him go.
“What was that all about?!!” shouted Megumi.
“Look, some things are better left in the past! Just drop it!” shouted Kichiro.
“...That would be best for now...I think you should rest for a while, Hung. The rest of us will prepare dinner,” said Jinora, before walking off. “But we will talk...I think there are some things you need to understand...”
“...” said Hung, just standing there. “...why me? Why am I cursed with this?”
The path of the Avatar is never easy. For Hung...his trials have begun. His first is the one within...