Prologue - Modern Avatar Fan Fic"Long ago the four nations", that was how my great-grandfather Rohan would begin telling his stories. Every night before I dozed off into this dream world induced by his words, he would tell me of great adventures. Not sure if either fiction or fact, I would still be stolen by the life of such tales.
My mother and father frowned upon me visiting Rohan. As a young boy I would always play imitating the actions of these "benders" my Pampa would speak of. That's what I call my great-grandfather Rohan. He told me that "benders" were magnificent people with the potential of manipulating the basic elements of nature; Fire, Water, Earth, Air. And my parents would see myself as a child, giving life to nature and creating blazing infernos and tidal waves. They were concerned that I would be pulled too deeply into the world of lies and fairy tales that my Pampa constructed.
But how could they be lies? They mus
Rite of PassageJinora opened her eyes and tried to breathe.Rite of Passage3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She sat in the meditation pavilion as she had since sunrise the previous day, sore and tired from holding the same position for twenty-four consecutive hours of meditation. Her lack of sleep showed as bags under her thoughtful brown eyes, which scanned the mouth of Yue Bay, watching the first fingers of dawn reach from beyond the horizon.
The air nomads had believed in a simple existence, and that was reflected in her appearance. She was clothed in a light, simple cream robe that did not protect from the chill of the early morning. Her deep brown hair fell loose and brushed her shoulders, free of its usual bun. Her posture, which had started out poised and straight, had given in to time and and she had begun to slouch. But as the stars began to fade and the sky lightened from a deep black to a midnight blue, and again to a soft purple, she straightened her back in anticipation as she began the most important day of her entire sixteen years.
Steam ::: Chapter 5ZUTARA fanfic.Steam ::: Chapter 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warning: **Contains spoilers**
The pair of golden eyes stared intensely out into the dark hallway that had swallowed up the Waterbender, eventually leaving behind nothing except the sound of her hasty footsteps. His chest tightened and his skin felt uncomfortably warm--just how he always felt after talking with Katara. His breathing was slow, and his eyes unblinking--and before Zuko realized it, wind was dancing through his hair as his footsteps thudded fast and heavy on the stone ground. Their sound echoed through the Air temple. The Fire-nation prince had no idea what he was doing, but he knew where his feet were taking him. He didn't know what he was going to do once he got to Katara's room, but he didn't really care. Showing no signs of stopping, his legs continued to carry him swiftly down the hallway.
It just didn't feel right, always leaving things this way with her--so awkward and unfinished.
Finally reaching Katara's door, Zuko's legs came to a stop and he was o
Steam ::: Chapter 3ZUTARA fanfic.Steam ::: Chapter 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
WARNING: **Contains slight spoilers for Avatar: Book 3!!**
To say that breakfast was awkward would be an understatement. The group of young refugees, runaways and benders sat in a circle around the large pot of simmering soup Katara had made. She also prepared a large bowl of fresh wild berries and some rice. The meal looked and smelled absolutely delicious. Yet, nothing was being served and nothing was being eaten. Instead, the group of oddball kids sat and watched Katara glare at Zuko. They all noticed that the moment he set foot into the main part of the temple that morning, Katara's mood had changed. The prince had wondered to himself if she was going to still be angry at breakfast, and he was right--she was. And well, contrary to most mornings, she actually had a reason. Afterall, the prince did invade her bedroom and kiss her. He plopped down in the first empty spot he found and braved a peek at Katara. His eyes were met by her deadly, choleric ones. Zuko quickly a
Steam ::: Chapter 1ZUTARA fanfic.Steam ::: Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
WARNING: **Contains slight spoilers for Avatar: Book 3 and episodes 312 & 313!!**
The wind surrounding the Western Air temple was lazy that morning, hardly managing a breeze, and it made the world seem quiet and at peace. The sun also seemed to rise lazily that morning, slowly bringing light over the horizon. Katara stirred in her sleep--she was having a wonderful dream that didn't want to wake up from--but she had a strong feeling that someone was watching her. She resisted opening her eyes. She had this feeling often, and it always turned out the same.
"No one's there," she thought to herself. "No one's ever there. Just stay asleep..." But it was too late for her wonderful dream. It had already ended and been replaced by this nagging feeling, so she sighed and gave in, opening her eyes. There he sat, in the middle of her room, his dark, ruffled hair hung messily in his face and eyes and his gol
Steam ::: Chapter 4ZUTARA fanfic.Steam ::: Chapter 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
WARNING: **Contains a few spoilers!**
Zuko paced inside his room. "Ugh! Why did everything turn out like this?! I just want everything to be normal." He fell back on his bed. The prince sighed angrily to himself, feeling exhausted even though the day had just started. He would have probably laid there for awhile thinking about what happened, had his stomach not growled ferociously at him, causing him to writhe in pain. "Okay, okay--I got it," he told himself as he got up from the bed. He rubbed his stomach and grabbed the dual swords that rested against a wall beside his bed. He quickly slid them into their scabbard that hung over his shoulder and opened the door leading out of his room.
There Katara stood, in his doorway, holding a bowl of breakfast in her hands, her face flushed and her eyes glued to the floor. Zuko froze, his fingers gripping the door knob tightly and his eyes fixated on the Water-tribe girl. His face grew warm and he opened his mouth to
Steam ::: Chapter 2ZUTARA fanfic.Steam ::: Chapter 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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Katara sat there in her bed, the blankets had fallen away from her body and her hair was ruffled. She fell back onto the borrowed bed, her pillows releasing a soft "poof" sound. She stared at the ceiling, flustered. Not wanting to think about what happened, she got up and did the only thing she could think of doing. The Waterbender began throwing her covers about and shaking them wildly. "Where the hell is my water pouch?!" she thought furiously, "That jerk better not have taken it!" She searched her totebag. Not there. Frusterated, she began to think that Zuko really did take it. She looked all around the room with no luck. She stood in the middle of her room, clutching the side of her head with one hand, starting to panic a little. Her eyes noticed a pair of shoe-slippers under her bed. "That's it. He had to of taken it," she thought ang