Prompt from Xx-LoveNeverMore143-xX on fanfiction.net: A romance between Azula and OC(Male) that she could have met after escaping the forgetful valley after she ran off at the end of The procurar Trilogy.
“Mommy.” The three ano old waddled across the yard and thrust herself into her mother’s arms. “I found you ‘thing!”
The child beamed up proudly at her mother and thrust a daffodil-lily in her face.
“It’s beautiful dear.” Her mother smiled and brushed her hand over the child’s hair.
“Sooyoung, don’t you have a performance to do?”
Sooyoung looked to her husband. “What time is it, Cheng?”
“A little past sundown.”
The man was right; she had to be leaving soon. Sooyoung made a living through the preforming arts. She was a rather esteemed mater swordsman. People would travel from all over the lands just to see her work the art. Sooyoung’s performances usually included her putting on an intricate masked costume of sorts and running through a series of sword and dagger tricks.
The non-bender was self-taught. Trained por years of simply observing someone who could be consider a weapons master. Truth be told, Sooyoung never anticipated being such a success. She especially never thought that she’d become a success so quickly. The girl had started preforming just five years prior—about a mês or so after she’d arrived at the small town. And had gained a swell reputation after only a ano or two.
She and Cheng had started out doing backyard performances for the sake of passing time. They then took to beachside performances where they would live off of tips alone. Soon after one of the upper class hired them to perform at a wedding. From there it was crowd after crowd.
And her crowds never left displeased—epically when Cheng would cadastrar-se her and add his firebending to the mix.
Sooyoung jumped to her feet. “I have to go baby.” She ruffled the girl’s hair. “We can finish this tomorrow.”
“I was planning on taking her to see your performance tonight.” Cheng decided.
“Sounds wonderful.” Sooyoung smiled.
“Do be careful.”
“Don’t worry. Five years and I haven’t even a scratch.”
“I’m sure they’d understand if you wanted a break.” Cheng pointed out.
Sooyoung had established herself a fairly simple life; residing in a small cottage located in one of Hira’a’s jungles. They were a small family—her family—of three with a child on the way.
Sooyoung rolled her eyes and then ran them over her list of scheduled performances. “I only have three mais scheduled. If it makes you feel better I’ll do those three and take a break until the baby is born.”
Cheng nodded.
“Good luck mommy!” The child was bouncing up and down on her little feet.
“Thank you, dear.” Sooyoung leaned down and kissed the child’s forehead. “I will see you after the show.” She tapped the child’s nose affectionately before raising back to her full height.
***
Off at the fogo Nation capital the Firelord found himself in the presence of the avatar and his friends…
Not that old friends were bad company or anything.
Zuko offered the air nomad a cup of steaming tea. Aang gladly accepted.
“So what’s on your mind Aang?”
“There’s a group of people they call themselves the White Discord. We don’t know much about them yet aside from the fact that they can…Spiritbend.” Aang started.
“They can what?”
“I know this is going to sound crazy, but these people…the White Discord…they can find spirits and control them. I don’t know how it works but I’ve seen them invite spirits into their bodies in a sort of joined power.”
“Aang. That’s…impossible?”
“I thought so too, until I saw it.” Katara offered.
“What do they want?” Zuko continued.
“Like I said, we don’t know much about them. We just know that they are crazy powerful. Katara seems to think that one of them is part spirit. I just know that they have been tracking me down.” Aang frowned.
“If you’re coming to me with this because I used to do that…”
“No Zuko. I’m coming to you because you’re my friend and I want your help.” Aang
“Plus, you’re a pretty intimidating guy.” Sokka shrugged.
“Aang, if what you’re saying is true, I don’t think I can help. Like you said, they are crazy powerful…the situation is crazy.”
“So we’ll just need something even crazier.” Sokka suggested. “You know, like out crazy the crazy people!”
“And how are we supposed to do that?” Katara frowned. “Toph’s the closest we have to crazy and she’s still off working with the metalbenders.”
Zuko pressed his lips together. “We find Azula.”
“Oh, because that went over so well last time.” Sokka frowned.
“And besides, where would we even start looking?” Katara asked.
“Exactly where we left off. In the Forgetful Valley.” Zuko replied.
“We’re not really going to look for her…are we?” Sokka whined. “She’s terrifying.”
“Are you mais afraid of my little sister or of the White Discord?”
The group simultaneously looked one another and gave a unison. “The White Discord.”
“So it’s decided then? We’re going to the Forgetful Valley again?” Aang asked.
“I guess so.” Katara muttered.
“We should be there within two days now that we know how to get there.” Zuko pointed out.
“Hey! Maybe we can catch the last show!” Sokka shouted.
“The last show?” Zuko asked.
“Sokka’s been really into this weapon master lady. She’s been preforming in Hira’a for quite some time.” Katara explained. “He has about ten of their show posters and tries to mimics her sword tricks when he thinks I’m not looking.”
“Sokka, we’re trying to save the world…or at least Aang from some insane group. We don’t have time to stop at popular tourist attractions.” Zuko protested.
“Come on Zuko! Maybe she—Soo—has seen or heard something about Azula, she’s lived in Hira’a for a while.”
Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose. “Fine, but I swear if something happens…”
“It’s fine Zuko, we always took silly detours when trying to beat your dad.” Aang shrugged. “Catching Soo’s last show of the season sounds like it would be fun.”
“Alright. We’ll head for the Forgetful Valley tomorrow. We can find a nice place to stay in Hira’a while we look for Azula. I’m sure my mom would be happy to let us stay in her old home.” Zuko decided.
“And then we’ll catch the show.” Sokka added. “We’ll find a nice place to stay and then catch the show.”
“Yes Sokka, we will catch the show.”
Aang nodded. “Sounds like a plan.”
Azula wasn’t in this chapter, boooo!!! I know, I know, she’ll be here soon enough.
“Mommy.” The three ano old waddled across the yard and thrust herself into her mother’s arms. “I found you ‘thing!”
The child beamed up proudly at her mother and thrust a daffodil-lily in her face.
“It’s beautiful dear.” Her mother smiled and brushed her hand over the child’s hair.
“Sooyoung, don’t you have a performance to do?”
Sooyoung looked to her husband. “What time is it, Cheng?”
“A little past sundown.”
The man was right; she had to be leaving soon. Sooyoung made a living through the preforming arts. She was a rather esteemed mater swordsman. People would travel from all over the lands just to see her work the art. Sooyoung’s performances usually included her putting on an intricate masked costume of sorts and running through a series of sword and dagger tricks.
The non-bender was self-taught. Trained por years of simply observing someone who could be consider a weapons master. Truth be told, Sooyoung never anticipated being such a success. She especially never thought that she’d become a success so quickly. The girl had started preforming just five years prior—about a mês or so after she’d arrived at the small town. And had gained a swell reputation after only a ano or two.
She and Cheng had started out doing backyard performances for the sake of passing time. They then took to beachside performances where they would live off of tips alone. Soon after one of the upper class hired them to perform at a wedding. From there it was crowd after crowd.
And her crowds never left displeased—epically when Cheng would cadastrar-se her and add his firebending to the mix.
Sooyoung jumped to her feet. “I have to go baby.” She ruffled the girl’s hair. “We can finish this tomorrow.”
“I was planning on taking her to see your performance tonight.” Cheng decided.
“Sounds wonderful.” Sooyoung smiled.
“Do be careful.”
“Don’t worry. Five years and I haven’t even a scratch.”
“I’m sure they’d understand if you wanted a break.” Cheng pointed out.
Sooyoung had established herself a fairly simple life; residing in a small cottage located in one of Hira’a’s jungles. They were a small family—her family—of three with a child on the way.
Sooyoung rolled her eyes and then ran them over her list of scheduled performances. “I only have three mais scheduled. If it makes you feel better I’ll do those three and take a break until the baby is born.”
Cheng nodded.
“Good luck mommy!” The child was bouncing up and down on her little feet.
“Thank you, dear.” Sooyoung leaned down and kissed the child’s forehead. “I will see you after the show.” She tapped the child’s nose affectionately before raising back to her full height.
***
Off at the fogo Nation capital the Firelord found himself in the presence of the avatar and his friends…
Not that old friends were bad company or anything.
Zuko offered the air nomad a cup of steaming tea. Aang gladly accepted.
“So what’s on your mind Aang?”
“There’s a group of people they call themselves the White Discord. We don’t know much about them yet aside from the fact that they can…Spiritbend.” Aang started.
“They can what?”
“I know this is going to sound crazy, but these people…the White Discord…they can find spirits and control them. I don’t know how it works but I’ve seen them invite spirits into their bodies in a sort of joined power.”
“Aang. That’s…impossible?”
“I thought so too, until I saw it.” Katara offered.
“What do they want?” Zuko continued.
“Like I said, we don’t know much about them. We just know that they are crazy powerful. Katara seems to think that one of them is part spirit. I just know that they have been tracking me down.” Aang frowned.
“If you’re coming to me with this because I used to do that…”
“No Zuko. I’m coming to you because you’re my friend and I want your help.” Aang
“Plus, you’re a pretty intimidating guy.” Sokka shrugged.
“Aang, if what you’re saying is true, I don’t think I can help. Like you said, they are crazy powerful…the situation is crazy.”
“So we’ll just need something even crazier.” Sokka suggested. “You know, like out crazy the crazy people!”
“And how are we supposed to do that?” Katara frowned. “Toph’s the closest we have to crazy and she’s still off working with the metalbenders.”
Zuko pressed his lips together. “We find Azula.”
“Oh, because that went over so well last time.” Sokka frowned.
“And besides, where would we even start looking?” Katara asked.
“Exactly where we left off. In the Forgetful Valley.” Zuko replied.
“We’re not really going to look for her…are we?” Sokka whined. “She’s terrifying.”
“Are you mais afraid of my little sister or of the White Discord?”
The group simultaneously looked one another and gave a unison. “The White Discord.”
“So it’s decided then? We’re going to the Forgetful Valley again?” Aang asked.
“I guess so.” Katara muttered.
“We should be there within two days now that we know how to get there.” Zuko pointed out.
“Hey! Maybe we can catch the last show!” Sokka shouted.
“The last show?” Zuko asked.
“Sokka’s been really into this weapon master lady. She’s been preforming in Hira’a for quite some time.” Katara explained. “He has about ten of their show posters and tries to mimics her sword tricks when he thinks I’m not looking.”
“Sokka, we’re trying to save the world…or at least Aang from some insane group. We don’t have time to stop at popular tourist attractions.” Zuko protested.
“Come on Zuko! Maybe she—Soo—has seen or heard something about Azula, she’s lived in Hira’a for a while.”
Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose. “Fine, but I swear if something happens…”
“It’s fine Zuko, we always took silly detours when trying to beat your dad.” Aang shrugged. “Catching Soo’s last show of the season sounds like it would be fun.”
“Alright. We’ll head for the Forgetful Valley tomorrow. We can find a nice place to stay in Hira’a while we look for Azula. I’m sure my mom would be happy to let us stay in her old home.” Zuko decided.
“And then we’ll catch the show.” Sokka added. “We’ll find a nice place to stay and then catch the show.”
“Yes Sokka, we will catch the show.”
Aang nodded. “Sounds like a plan.”
Azula wasn’t in this chapter, boooo!!! I know, I know, she’ll be here soon enough.
Not exactly how it happened in the story.
