The Legend of 2 Avatars

Jet

"Sokka's being sexist." Aang finished, shaking his head.

"I am not! Alura would be a perfect leader," Sokka paused, "If I wasn't here. But since I'm here, and older, I'm the boss."

I furrowed my eyebrows, "I thought you were the leader?"

"That's what I said." He snapped. "Hurry up people, a leader has to trust his instincts, and mine are telling me we'll do better off on foot."

"Come on you guys," Aang encouraged, as I flinched, placing a hand on my chest.

He suddenly stood by my side, with his bags on his back.

"Maybe walking will be fun."

•

"How about I fly ahead with my glider, and meet up with you guys later?"

Sokka shook his head, "Absolutely not! We need to stay together, it's how you survive out in the wild."

Behind me I heard a whine from Aang, who was dragging his feet.

"Aang don't do that, you'll mess up your shoes." I instructed.

He groaned, "Walking stinks! How do people go anywhere without a flying bison?"

"I don't know Aang," Katara added, "why don't you ask Sokka's instincts?"

I chuckled, causing Sokka to stir beside me.

"Ha ha, very funny." He replied monotonously.

We walked in silence, every footstep stepping on dry leaves and sticks.

After 10 seconds, Aang whined again.

"I'm tired of carrying this pack."

"You know who you should ask to carry it for a while? Sokka's instincts!" Katara suggested once more.

"Great idea." Aang beamed. "Hey Sokka's instincts, would you mind-"

"Okay, okay I get it." He snapped, throwing his head back.

"I'm tired too but the important thing is we're safe from the fire-"

We walked past some bushes, to be met by a dozen or two of fire nation soldiers.

"Run!" Sokka shouted as we dropped our packs.

Before we could run, they blasted fire at the bushes we came through, some excess catching Sokka's clothes. Which Katara put out with water.

I readied to fight them, holding my staff with my wrapped hand.

It hasn't been hurting, but Sokka said I should wear it for one more day.

Again, I'd prefer a real doctor.

"If you let us pass, we'll promise not to hurt you." Sokka told the soldiers.

"You, promise not to hurt us?" One spoke, then fell to the ground.

"Nice work Sokka! How'd you do that?" I was just as confused as Aang.

"Uh.. instinct?" He replied unsurely.

No, there's definitely movement up in those trees.

I hadn't noticed it before, being too focused on the soldiers.

"Look!" Katara interrupted my thought process, pointing to a tree.

Which stood a teenage boy, with two swords with hooks on the end.

He took out four soldiers, "Down you go."

Who's this guy?

One prominent thing I noticed was the peace of grass he had sticking out his mouth.