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You'll notice on my fanfiction page that this chapter is in two separate forms. However, since I haven't updated in SO long, I'll give y'all the full deal. Sweet! Ozai awoke to the sound of birds chirping in the distance and breathed in the cool morning air that surrounded the small camp. In another life, this may have seemed peaceful to him. Alas, he was not here to appreciate nature like some stubborn Earthbender. Powers or not, Ozai was a Firebender, and he was here for a purpose. With the sun still low and the sky still dark, Ozai left his tent and made his way quietly towards the woods. Walking quietly, Ozai began to let his mind wander

The next morning, Aang watched from the Grand Palace's observatory as Appa, along with Sokka and Katara, disappeared into the distance. "You made the right choice." Erzi said from behind him, laying a hand on his shoulder and pulling back him to the stairs that led back into the palace. "Now, c'mon." Erzi said, grinning. "You wanna learn how to shoot thunder don't you?" He asked as he led Aang through the many hallways of the palace and through a set of doors into a large gymnasium like area. Aang looked around in amazement at the variety of weapons that lined the walls and then at the ceiling which was decorated by a massive mural that sh

On with the show… Erzi leaned on his cane, smirking at Aang's shocked expression. As he took a seat next to his father, Aang's face slowly turned back to normal. "So if you're the prince, what were you doing in those clothes?" Erzi chuckled at this and helped himself to some chicken. "Well, I like to relate to my subjects so I guess wearing their clothes applies as such." "Also, you've got no fashion sense." The King intoned from next to Erzi. The prince glared his father, who simply burst out laughing at his son's expression, which immediately softened as he joined his father in laughter. "You can't blame be for hating royal clot

Alright, I see that the previous chapter was a bit too Ozai centric. So, let's see what our heroes are up to… "…and here's the university." Zheng announced, motioning to a massive, golden pyramid that lay in the center of the sprawling metropolis from the monorail that housed the small group. Katara and Sokka stared open-mouthed at the grand structure from an open window while Toph "read" an embossed diagram of the building printed on a sheet of paper. It, of course, couldn't compare to the real thing. "We are now passing the Great Sky Temple!" Zheng said excitedly even though he had seen the temple many times in the past. The oth

Moving right along... Aang squinted and stared at the horizon. This was the third consecutive hour he had spent doing this and he intended to go on. "Careful, Twinkle Toes," Toph chimed in from the back of the saddle, "Stare any longer and you might fall off." Aang either didn't hear her or was hiding his reaction quite well as he kept staring straight ahead. Toph sighed, giving up on trying distracting the wayward Avatar and instead turned her attention to Sokka who was currently fighting off a flock of birds that had spontaneously appeared out of nowhere.  How the…? Toph began to think as she moved over to Sokka's side, cas

Well alrighty then. I'm gonna skip any long, droning intros and get right into the story. So, as they say in the movies, SHADDUP AND READ! The wind blew gently, swaying the grass with each breeze. A single figure sat cross-legged, eyes shut in deep meditation, his chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. "Ahem." Aang's eyebrow twitched, but he calmed himself and focused his attention on his breathing. He exhaled slowly, returning back to his meditative state. "Ahem." It was firmer this time, but Aang was adamant on staying in this spot for as long as possible. "AHEM." The sudden change in tone succeeded in yanking Aang out o