An Older Version of the Gaang

“You see, Princess, I don’t like your kind.” Tang-Shin continued with his circling. “You. People like you, are sick. The lot of wewe deserve to die. The lot of wewe are only good for experimenting on. And of the lunatics in this asylum your breed is the worst—with your silly voices and your ludicrous visions…”

Azula’s upper lip twitched into a snarl. The man was speaking as if he didn’t have an issue au two of his own.

"If wewe thought we treated wewe with neglect and abuse in the regular ward…the underground ward, well it’s a whole new world of torment."

Azula looked to the...

With each step Azula felt her body grow zaidi and zaidi weary. Each and every one of her footfalls zaidi wobbly than the next.

Tang-Shin was leading her down a hall that was just as bleak as every other. She wondered how the man navigated the place—everything looked the same to her; white au yellowing-white, lined with tightly sealed doors, and a floor that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in millenniums. She chose to ignore the alarming red splotch near one of the doors.

Was that what she had been sleeping on?

She shuddered.

They reached the end of the hall where stood a giant knobless door....

First OFF, I AM ENDOWED TO TELL wewe GUYS (HOPEFULLY FANS) THAT THIS IS MY FIRST TIME uandishi shabiki FICTION, THUS I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LENGTH. wewe SEE, THIS IS SOMEWHAT LIKE A TEST DRIVE: I MAY PROLONG THE SERIES, hariri THE makala TO FIT YOUR NEEDS, au CREATE A WHOLE NEW SERIES IF REQUESTED. RECOMMENDATIONS AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS HIGHLY ACCEPTED AND ENCOURAGED. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO:
As per usual, Katara was absolutely furious with Zuko for even suggesting that Azula should live, and the fact that she Lost her mother to the wrath of the moto nation didn’t help to extinguish the flame that...

I've done episodes, I've done characters, now it's time to do seasons. Anyways, keep in mind that this is my opinion, and we may disagrees so respect my opinion and I'll respect yours. Enjoy the article! :)














3. Season 1

I still absolutely adore this season, even though it's on last place. The reason why it's at the bottom is because of a couple of reasons. For one, Azula isn't in this season until the very end. My inayofuata reason would be, that the episodes aren't as good. I absolutely upendo each episode, but there were much better episodes in Season 2 and 3. Some of the most hated episodes in...

What is to become of a fallen princess?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Everything Azula had ever stood for seemed to have been taken from her. Her nation Lost the war. Her father the crown. Like that mattered to her anymore anyways, the man was quick to leave her behind when he thought he’d get a bigger crown.

He promised they‘d do it together. It was a lie. Now she had no parents…not ones that loved her anyhow. In fact she had no one at all that loved her. Even her uncle, a man that seemed to see the best in everyone, viewed her as a Lost cause.

The world seemed to have no room for her anymore....

Authors note: okay, so I usually pakia my stuff to the Azula club, so if u guys like it, go check it out! :) This one is a bit sad, but strangely happy in the end.



The room was quiet. Not a sound could be heard. Only the darkness was there to wish a 12-year-old Azula a happy birthday. Father was out on another business trip, and it had been made very clear that Mother did not want to see her tonight. That was why she was in this lonely room in the first place, and that was also why Azula had barricaded the door shut.

She was not sure exactly what she had done to receive such punishment, but...

Ayla's POV

We were flying away from the air temple and Aang and I were

sad I hadn't Spoken for two days then " Im going to ride the

giant Kyoshi samaki at Kyoshi Island" Aang said.

" What!" I almost straggled him but Katara and Sokka both had

to hold me back. " Are wewe crazy! Aang wewe wewe ahhh!"

" What" he laughed " I want to try something fun" I was so mad I

pouted Aang was going to get it I swear he is and I'm not going

to do anything. We landed on Kyoshi Island and Aang went right

into the water a rode to Kyoshi samaki I sat down in the sun then I

went into the water knee deep and just moved the...

Aang's POV

She can't be gone again not again. I air blasted the Firebender

who had did this " Ayla, Ayla, Ayla no wewe can't be gone" I cried,

mumble, yelled and screamed then Katara put her hand on my

shoulder

" Aang she's gone no one alive can survive the coldness of the

water"

I know she was trying to mtulivu, clam me down but I just couldn't take it

" She is not gone"

my tojo and eyes glow and I njiwa into the water to try

to save to person who I had let down again.

Ayla's POV

As I was sinking I had all the flashback all of them with Aang.

"Aang" I giggle I was 5 years old and I was blind well I had...

wewe know the drill.

It was now 2:30 when we brought the weakened Sydney to the family room for the now blazing moto to warm her. I set her on the kitanda across from Aang who was sleeping with Toph in a chair who was also sleeping.I sat kwa the moto warming my now cold hands. I never got cold. I practiced some of my new power on Aang. I put water around his temples and focused.
He was dreaming about how he and Toph got married. He played sweety pie while Toph got annoyed at her mom for making her were makeup and fancy clothes. I pulled away from his dream feeling disgusted with myself. I had just...

Even if there making a fourth season as I type au they are never going to make one this may strike an idea to start one.
Okay we now two main things there are no zaidi airbenders and the last season ended as a cliff hanger even though it ended well. We also know that the Avatar is the only one that can enter the spirit world and that we have only seen good spirits. Also that each Avatar in some point of there life before they die face a challenge.
Heres where my thought comes in what if the reason we don't see bad spirits is because an Avatar long zamani before the moto nation went loco locked...

Read the four parts before this to understand what's happening. And maoni at the end!!!

Once I got to my house I watered the plants as usual but with our hose cause there were a few people around. Once finished I rung the doorbell to my house. My mom answered the door and gave me hug. "So how was you'r first day?" she asked while smiling brightly her long blonde hair gleaming in the sun. "My siku was great." I replied "I made three new Marafiki and got their numbers !" while I gave her a kiss. "That's great wh-" she looked at my hair. "What's up with your hair?" She chuckled "It looks strange."...

Chapter 2: Learning Chinese

The rest of my siku went normal. Math, English, health, and stupid science. My last period was language class. Not language arts, the language class where wewe learn different languages. I signed up to learn Chinese under my dad's request. Hayden signed up too, and when I walked in with Hayden I found my older brother Eli, the 14 mwaka old earth bender.

He sat with a cute girl with blond hair and giant blue eyes like the pacific ocean, dark yet pretty. They were laughing at the fat, wrinkly skinned teacher for language class. I was pretty sure he was flirting with...

Read the first part of this to understand it. The little run in with Jeff just sped me on to Algebra 2. UHHHH the most boring subject ever. And unfortanetly for me I'm an exchange student and came in the middle of the semester. Double UHHHHH. As I walked into class the teacher called me to the front of the class. "This is a Mr. Michael Epsilon, Aang,...uh...Zuko..." Me and the rest of the class chuckled as she mispronounced my great great great grandma's and grandpa's names. My parents thought having all the original teachers of Avatar Aang would onyesha other benders that I am a bender as well...

Pre-warning: This is not about the Avatar gang, this is a story about a boy that finds out that his ancesters were the Avatar gang and that he's related to Aang and Katara. He's a water bender but everyone around him is normal making him special. Over the years the story of the Avatar has changed and people think it's a myth and bending is a Lost art now. Though there are some who are born benders and the Avatar is still reborn into people they just don't know It and save the world in some way. Our hero's name is Michael Gavin and this is his story. I woke up to a beutiful morning to bad it...