the last airbender

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09:03 AM. THE SOUTHERN WATER TRIBE

y/n secretly watches her sister, katara, as the younger girl tries to waterbend. she winces at katara drops the almost formed ball of water back into the wet puddle. 

"you were getting close," y/n speaks up, making katara scream. y/n laughs, jogging over to her sister in her water tribe attire. the wolf cove. 

"n/n! you scared me," katara says, y/n helping her up. "is sokka here?"

"you think that oaf is here?" y/n chuckles, tightening the bead on katara's hair. "nope, he's being in charge of the younger kids as he always does,"

"good good," katara mutters, letting her sister finish with her hair. 

y/n frowns, seeing how sad katara looks. sokka doesn't like it when the two girls waterbend. and both of them being the last waterbenders in the village, it's important to keep it a secret. 

she flicks her wrist letting a small ripple form in the puddle in front of them, which makes katara giggle with a smile. 

"thanks n/n,"

"anything for my baby sister," y/n says, giving her a squeeze. "come on, let's go back to the village,"

is y/n a stronger water bender than katara? well yeah. she learnt a few things from her mother. but she isn't that great. she only hopes she'll get stronger and stronger. 

the two girls walk out from the frosty abandoned fire nation ship, finding themselves on the mountain. 

y/n looks down, smiling. it might be cold and frosty. but it's her home. and she loves her home. 

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"come on! come on!" a water tribe child says to his friend as they walk past the only two water benders in that tribe. 

y/n's very long dark brown hair blowing in the icy wind. she and katara walk through the busy people of the water tribe, finding their brother. sokka. 

"we've been manning the wall in three hour shifts," is what they hear as they get closer. "but it seems some of you can't be trusted to stay at your posts. so from now on, two people at a times, meaning twice as many shifts," the kids groan and whine. "is there a problem? didn't think so. okay, back to your duties,"

sokka glances at his two sisters, seing the resemblance in their mother in them. 

"come on, let's go," he says to the two as he starts to walk off. 

"and where are we going?" y/n asks and her and katara walk along side him. 

"the fishing boats came back empty," sokka says. "just proves if you want something done right, got to do it by yourself,"

"yeah, they just don't appreciate your incredible leadership skills," katara teases, making y/n cough to cover her laughter. 

"that's right, they just don't realise it," sokka smiles before realising both his sisters are making fun of him. "very funny," he rolls his eyes, before katara laughs running off. 

sokka and y/n look at each other before running after the youngest. 

"katara!"

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the three siblings sit on a wooden boat as it glides across the icy lake. both y/n and katara row the boat as sokka stands up with a spear in his hand. he looks out into the water, trying to spot some fish. 

"so," sokka says as he's at the start of the boat. "where were to two of you before?"

katara and y/n looks at each other, y/n shaking her head at katara. 

"we were together, obviously," y/n states. "why? you care about us?"

sokka sighs. 

"you were waterbending again, weren't you?" sokka asks the two. 

"don't worry," katara says as she continues to row. "no one could see us,"

"not that it matters," y/n mutters, rowing the boat. 

"of course, it matters!" sokka exclaims. "if the fire nations finds out that you're both waterbenders-"

"no one from the fire nation is even remotely been near the village in years, sokka," y/n says. "we'll be fine," 

"besides," katara mutters. "there's nothing to see," y/n doesn't like how katara always brings herself down. "an otter penguin could bend more water than i could,"

"don't say that, sis," y/n say, giving her a reassuring smile. katara smiles back. small, slightly fake. but still a smile. 

sokka looks at the two before, looking back into the water. 

"it's probably for the best," sokka says, moving the spear in his hand. "you should be helping out more around the village anyway. y/n does,"

"sokka-"

"not everything is about preparing to fight," katara says, interrupting y/n and matching sokka turn around. 

"we're at war,"

"waterbending is what built our culture," katara says, pleading with sokka to try and get him to see from their point of view. "our way of life. keeping it alive is our duty,"

"keeping ourselves alive is our duty,"

"i know that! but if-"

"stop!" y/n says, ice spikes trapping the boat making it halt rapidly. katara looks around in awe as sokka looks around in fear. "stop it...we are siblings. and i get that we fight, but please, just one day, let's try and making this just a fishing expedition,"

the younger siblings look away, making y/n's brown eyes twitch. 

"okay?" y/n asks aloud. 

"yes," sokka and katara mutter at the same time. 

"wonderful!" y/n smiles. "sokka, go focus on getting the fish, me and katara will row,"

"uh...are you going to take down the big ice spikes which is stopping the boat from moving?" sokka asks, motioning making y/n's cheeks go warm in embarrassment. 

"right, right," the girl mutters, waving her hands up and down, the ice returning to their liquid form and splashing into the river. 

y/n takes her rowing oar, pushing it into the lake and pushing the boat forward. katara does the same, sokka looking back into the water. 

he gets his spear out, ready to throw at the fish swimming in the water. but they rapidly swim away. 

y/n feels the water around them, getting faster and faster. and it's not her doing. or katara's. 

"good job on the rowing," sokka says, looking back at them. 

"uh..." y/n looks around. 

"we're not doing this, sokka," katara states, making sokka look back at his sisters with his mouth wide open. 

the boat lunges, making sokka fall back and y/n catches him with her body. the water rushes all around them, pushing them like ragdolls, making them run into other blocks of ice. 

"y/n! sokka!" katara calls out, y/n grabbing both of her siblings so no of them will go overboard. the three of them scream as the boat hits an ice platform, throwing them onto it. 

they tumble in the snow, thankful that it's soft. 

"you both okay?" y/n asks, shooting her head up and looking for both of her siblings. thankfully, they are on both sides of her.

sokka nods with a small groan.

"y-yeah," katara mutters. "we're okay,"

sokka looks up, seeing the boat being brought backwards by the wind and water. 

"oh no. no, no," he mutters, scrambling to get up and walks alongside the bank. "that's not good,"

y/n helps katara up, both of the girls looking up, seeing something that they've never seen before. what is that?

"what is that?" katara asks her siblings, looking up in awe. y/n wordlessly shrugs, sokka turning around away from the boat. 

"huh, weird," katara looks at it harshly, trying to figure it out. what is it? "we need to get that canoe, or we're going to end up as fish food, which could be ironic,"

"that wasn't funny," y/n says, looking at her baby brother. she will always think of her younger siblings as babies. they're not actual babies, duh. but she likes calling them babies. 

sokka rolls his eyes. 

"maybe, i could float over on some ice?" sokka asks. y/n nudges katara who shakes her head rapidly. y/n sighs out through her nose, taking her dark blue gloves off. she places them on the white snowy ground, putting her hands out. 

she drags her hands back and forth, breathing in deeply and out. 

"uh, y/n?" sokka looks at his sister, seeing that she is focused on the boat. and not the rest of the mountain which is moving at her movements as well. 

sokka and katara turn around, seeing the massive ball of ice cracking and y/n still focuses on getting the boat back. 

the ice circle bursts, a white blinding light coming out from it. the impact pushes the water tribe siblings into the floor. 

y/n moves her hand from her face, looking at both her baby siblings. the three of them look up, seeing a kid with white eyes and a glowing arrow on his forehead. the light from the kid disappears, the kid sloping down into the snow, landing right infront of them. 

sokka scrambles to get up, let's just say he's scared of things he doesn't know. so, he's like any normal human being. 

"where did he come from?" sokka asks, looking around. 

"i don't know," katara says, kneeling down. y/n looks down at the kid, confused. 

"what is he even doing out here?" 

"who cares?" sokka exclaims, grabbing a part of boat. "oh! nice. nice. we're not going to do die," he pulls it closer to himself, making sure that it won't go off again. "come on. let's go home,"

y/n takes one arm of the kid's and katara takes the other. 

"whoa! whoa! whoa!" sokka looks at his sisters, bewildered. "what are you both doing?"

"sokka!" y/n fake gasps. 

"you're not thinking of leaving him?" katara asks. "are you?"

"guys! a strange, glowy iceberg just exploded and left behind a mysterious little bald person," sokka huffs, taking another deep breath in. "what part of that makes you think 'great, let's bring him home'?"

"sokka, he's just a kid," katara says, standing up. "we can't just leave him out here,"

"i don't like this, but why listen to me?" sokka mumbles, getting a blanket from the small boat. he throws it onto aang as y/n and katara look at each other and look back at their brother with a smile. 

"because you're not the oldest?" y/n smiles. 

"hush, water fiend," sokka rolls his eyes, making katara and y/n laugh. 

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"he looks dead," a group of mixed age water tribe surround aang as he's still unconscious. he lies on a spare bed in one of the extra huts. 

"what's that mark on his head?" 

"let me take a look," gran gran says, timidly walking through the small crowd. she removes some of the blanket from aang's torso, looking at the tattoo on his arm. "it can't be..."

"what is it, gran-gran?"

"this is an airbender," gran-gran says, looking at her granddaughters.

"that's impossible," sokka speaks up. "airbenders don't exist anymore,"

"well, we won't get any answers until he wakes up," katara says, looking over at her brother. "we need to let him rest,"

"my baby sister is right," y/n says to the other water tribe members. "come on. let's go," she guides them out, noticing katara look back at the airbender. "come on, sis,"

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"sokka! have you seen him?" y/n asks as she, katara and gran-gran run over to him. well, gran-gran doesn't run, but she walks quickly. 

"yeah," sokka says, looking up. he gulps, watching the airbender basically fly in the air. using his hands to move the air around him, he looks out into the world. 

"this is unbelievable," y/n says, her mouth wide open. 

"appa!" aang calls out, using his hands to project his voice. 

"he is an airbender," katara says, the shock and awe evident in her voice. 

aang blows on his sky bison whistle, hoping appa can hear it and will fly to him as soon as he can. he lands on the snowy ground, walking over to the water tribe members. 

"have you seen appa?" aang asks them. "my sky bison," sokka and y/n look at each other before, looking back at aang. "my sky bison. six legs, horns, brown arrows? sky bison. sky bison!"

"repeating it doesn't help," sokka says with a monotone tone. 

a large growl makes everyone look up; most in fear, one in glee. 

"whoa!"

"what is that thing?"

"appa!" aang smiles, running over to the sky bison and hugging one of it's furry legs. "sky bison," he says, looking back at the water tribe siblings. sokka steps back in fear as y/n's and katara's mouths are wide open. 

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"you say you went down in the storm?" sokka asks as him, his sisters, his grandmother and most of the water tribe are in a hut. 

aang sits opposite them happily. 

"it came upon us suddenly," aang says. "the weather went crazy just after i left home. the southern air temple," gran-gran eyebrows furrow. "where the air nomads live. well, not all the air nomads, but most of them had just arrived for the great comet festival," 

"the great comet festival," gran-gran repeats, dropping her mitten and standing up. aang looks at her confused, but he's not the only one. 

"gran-gran?" y/n questions, looking over to sokka and katara. gran-gran walks over to a threaded mural which is on the wall of the hut. sown on it, are the symbols of the four elements. 

"water, earth, fire, air," gran-gran starts, pointing at it. "long ago, the four nations live together in harmony. then everything changed when the fire nation attacked. only the avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them. but when the world needed him the most, he vanished," aang looks up, fidgeting with his hands. "and so the fire nation marched and laid waste, plunging us into a time of darkness," gran-gran start to turn, pointing out to the other members of the village. "everyone in the village knows this story, but you don't do you, young man?"

y/n looks over at aang, noticing her sister do the same. 

"just as you don't know that airbenders haven't been seen in generations," gran-gran continues. "and that the southern air temple was first to fall," aang stands up, the pain in his face making y/n look at him sadly. so much heart break in a small boy. "because you've been trapped in that ice this whole time," gran-gran walks over to stand with her grandkids, looking at aang. "the last time that the great comet was seen in the sky was one hundred years ago," aang looks around at everyone before running off and out the hut. "he may seem like just a boy, but he's so much more. he is the last airbender,"