Gaang_by_Allagea

Part 1: Katara

"Only a girl to mess things up!" shouted Sokka.
"Ugh! You're so sexist, Sokka!" I shouted back. "I'm embarrassed to be related to you!"
"Right back at ya, sis!" teased Sokka.
Yep, here we were. Standing outside of Sokka's 1950's blue Chevy truck(which use to be our Grandfather Pakku's truck, سے طرف کی the way.). The car broke, and the radio got busted; and Sokka is blaming me for this, as usual.
By the way, I'm Katara. I'm 15 years old, related to Sokka(unfortunately). Sokka is my brother, he's 16 and just got his license last week.

Now the conflict here is that, our mom asked Sokka drive...

The Great Divide.
I don't care what people say about this episode, I LOVE it. I love the conflict between the two tribes, it's really interesting, especially to see how it dated back long ago, and they've been rivals for a long time. The plot is really interesting. Two tribes who have been enemies for years and years, have to پار, صلیب a canyon with no food, and get to the other side without their rivalries getting in the way. Fine, say it's not interesting if آپ want, but I think it is. All the characters are great in this episode. I love how Katara connects with the Jin Wei, and how Sokka...

Her feet hit hard on the pavement, kicking up dirt and shredding the گھاس as she went along.

She had to get away.

Had to make it out of that dreadful place.

She had no clue where she was going, but she had to get there.

She could hear her brother calling to her. He کہا he wanted to help her. Unfortunately for dear Zu-Zu, Azula didn’t want him to help her. He’d ‘helped’ enough already.

She could have sworn she heard her mother tell him to stop chasing her. But for all Azula knew, that could be some sort of trap, a trick of some kind. She couldn’t take any chances so she just kept...

NOTICE: I probably won't be continuing this. This 'prologue' that I wrote was just for fun. So please don't expect anything. Thanks and I hope آپ enjoy..


The old man lay on his بستر and watched his beautiful city Ba Sing Se through the large floor-to-ceiling window of his room.
Things surely had changed since he had last been here. The once empty streets the he and his دوستوں played earthball on were now twice it's size and bustling with traffic, sidewalks lined with blinding سٹریٹ, گلی lights, and the constant changing traffic lights. The balcony door was slightly ajar, but open enough for the...

Sydney:

I woke up on the couch. I was shivering even if I had millions of blankets on سب, سب سے اوپر of me. The only people in the room were Aang, Toph and Micheal. Aang sat on the other سوفی, لٹانا unconscious with a bloody bandage around his head. Toph kept feeding him سوپ and feeling his forehead.

"Micheal?" I asked confused. He nodded and held my hand.

"I'm here. It's 2 a.m. I wasn't going to leave your sight.

"What?" I asked confused while rubbing my aching head.

"A couple months پہلے I had a dream from Aang. It was before I met you. I'm your protector Sydney. No مزید said."

I sighed. "Micheal, we have bad...