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2-Corridors of Boredom
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Avatar: The Sole Woodbender



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Acer Indonesia, Wani-wan123, AvatarRokusGhost, Master Ratava, The Cabbage Man

Release date

July 2, 2012

Last chapter

"Splinters, So Many Splinters"

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"Fire and Flight"

This is the second chapter of the fanon series Avatar: The Sole Woodbender by Henryjh98


I hate my life. I hate it so much. For my entire seventeen years, I've been stuck in this stupid Fire Nation Royal Palace, living my life inside a protected bubble.

I want out. I want to live. And I'm going to live. Someday, once I get the chance, I'm going to leave the city and I won't come back until I've found my own place in the world. But for now, I'm stuck in this living hell, these corridors of boredom.

Chapter Two

Fire Nation Palace

Opening Sequence

Voice of Ahkang

Water. Earth. Fire. Air.

The monks would tell me how since the time of the first Avatar, there have been four bending elements, and a nation to go along with each one; The Fire Nation, the Water Tribes, the Earth Kingdom, the Air Nomads.

But everything changed fifteen years ago, when the Earth Kingdom split and a new element rose. On that fateful night, the sky lit up a great white color, the color of my eyes at my most powerful. Nobody knew what it was.

I do. I know. A fifth element has come into this world, granted by the spirits. The element's entry has defied the Avatar Cycle. Defied the world. But the new element is our only hope, our only way to survive. We must protect it. We must.

I belive Mozukai can save the world.

Water. Earth. Fire. Air.


Corridors of Boredom

Sozai sulked down the hall, heading, with his shoulders slouched, to his quarters at the end of the hall. He could already see the huge doors resting on the walls, granting entrance the bedroom of Prince Sozai, newphew of Fire Lord Kasai.

A pushed open the doors and stepped into his lavish quarters, a large stone room with a huge, four poster bed resting against the back wall. A long, thin carpter covered the flagstone ground, red and gold with the emblem of the Fire Nation. Sozai's desk was propped against the wall under a window, covered in piles of paper and quills and books. A diamond chandelier hung from the ceiling, tiny flames flickering in each candle holder. Two ornate dressers stood on either side of Sozai, which held his numerous clothes and possessions. Finally, at the back of the room was an open doorway that led into a hallway of which the prince's bathroom and closet were. Also, there was a door in that hall that granted entrance into a palace courtyard.

Throwing his knapsack on the floor, Sozai flung himself onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling, sighing audibly. His Fire Nation royal life was so boring, so depressing. Nothing ever changed in those bland corridors of boredom. The same bland rooms, the boring servants, the uptight lords and ladies. Sozai could only stay on track by planning his escape of Royal Caldera City.

The door of his room creaked open and Sozai's mother, Uluza, strode in. "Sozai, is something wrong?"

Sozai sighed, sitting up. "No, Mother, everything is perfect. Everything is safe. Everything is fine."

Uluza walked over to his bed and sat down, putting her hand on Sozai's shoulder. Sozai shrugged it off and scowled.

"Sozai, dear, I know you think this is boring," she said, "but the city is too dangerous, much less the entire world."

The anger residing in Sozai's stomach boiled and churned, that comment making it want to explode. For a spli second, Sozai fought himself, but the anger won. "That's rich!" he roared. "It's not safe! Oh, it's not safe for me because I'm royal! Well, it's not safe for them either, but you don't see their parents keeping them in a palace, do you? No, you don't! I hate this stupid palace! I hate you stupid people! I hate my life!"

For several moments, Sozai was standing, his chest heaving in and out with anger. Much to his surprise, Uluza was not even remotely shocked at her son's outburst. In confusion, Sozai raised an eyebrow. Uluza pursed her lips and stood up.

"Sozai, you will just never understand," she muttered, turning around and walking out of the room, her robes swishing behind her.

Suddenly, a feeling of curiosity, Sozai jogged up to his door. "Wait!" he cried. "What won't I understand?"

Uluza ignored him; she just kept waking down the hall and disappeared around a corner.

Sozai leaned out the door and opened his mouth, but sighed and turned around, plopping back onto his bed and staring at the ceiling, his mind wandering through his imagined life as a free boy running around and playing in the woods.

Two hours later, Sozai's door creaked open and in walked a tall young boy with jet black hair and pale grey eyes. His red and black robes swished as he walked in and stood next to Sozai's bed.

"Hey, Sozai," said the boy.

He muttered, "Mozu."

Mozu was Sozai's best friend, and they had been since the age of two. He was the son of General Zouki, the leader of the Fire Nation military. "What's wrong?" he asked, sighing loudly.

"You know what," growled Sozai.

"I know you want to go out of the palace," Mozu said sympathetically, "but your parents won't let you."

"I hate this stupid palace, the stupid city, the stupid nation!" yelled Sozai. "All these dumb, idiotic, uptight royal people! I hate them!'

Smiling slightly, Mozu said, "Understandable."

"I just want to leave," he murmured. "I want to get out. Get out of hell."

Mozu sat down. "Well, I am friendly with some of the guards," he said, reaching into his pocket. "And they'll take a bribe," he added slyly, wiggling ten gold coins in his hand.

Sozai smiled. "You could do that?" asked the prince.

"Of course!" Mozu said. "We can get out into the city. I know it's not much, but it's a change of landscape and variety."

"Let's go, then," exclaimed Sozai.

"Meet me outside the dining hall," said Mozu. "I'm going to go get some money and other things. Be there in ten minutes!" he called over his shoulder as he ran out of the room."

Sozai smiled widely as Mozu ran out of the room and around the corner in the hall. He was going to get out of the palace for the first time in a year. He walked into his closet and bent down, pushing away some old robes and revealing a large shoulder bag. Inside held a couple chagnes of clothes, some gold, a bit of food, a journal, and a couple of possesions of Sozai. He looked at it longingly and debated whether or not to bring it.

In the end, Sozai decided to get it, so he scooped up the bag and threw it over his shoulder and walked out of his room, slamming the door shut behind him. A few of Sozai's distant cousins walked by him in the hall, but they paid each other no heed. Sozai just wanted to get to the dining hall so he could get out of the palace.

Then a lean, tall, and muscular figure in golden robes was standing in front of Sozai. His long black hair fell down to his shoulder blades and upon his head was the Fire Lord crown piece. Fire Lord Kasai, Sozai's nephew.

Sozai bowed slightly and then looked into Kasai's face. "Greetings, Uncle," he said.

"Nephew Sozai," replied Kasai. "And where would you be going?" he asked.

Sozai felt momentary panic flood his chest, but he recovered quickly. "I. . . I am going to meet Mozu, my friend, to go hang out," he stammered.

Kasai was silent for a while, but then he said, "You are bribing the guards to go out in the city, aren't you?"

Sozai opened his mouth to form the word "no", but dropped his head and said, "Yes."

Smiling, Kasai patted Sozai on the back. "Don't leave the caldera and make sure you have nothing to do with any of the gangs near the southern rim."

Sozai smiled and nodded. "Got it."

He turned around and walked in the direction of the dining hall where he would meet Mozu. As he entered the hall, he could see Mozu pacing back in forth, obviously a little nervous. Sozai rushed up to him and waved. "Hello," he mused, feeling strangely happy. Well, why woulnd't he be? The Fire Lord had just given him permission to wander about the town.

"What kept you?" asked Mozu, a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Smiling, Sozai replied. "I ran into Fire Lord Kasai and he asked what I was doing. I lied, but he knew that I was going out into the city. And even better, he let me go!"

Mozu grinned, flashing white teeth. "How cool is that!"

"I know," muttered Sozai. "But we have to stay in Royal Caldera. We can't go down the harbor. I wish we could. I haven't been down since I was seven."

Mozu shrugged. "It's nothing much. Mostly just poor people trying to make a living fishing for the capital. There are some nice manors though."

The guards at the front door came into view and Sozai and Mozu picked up pace. When they reached the doors, the two firebending guards with long halberds looked at them.

"What?" asked one.

"Well, you see," began Mozu, "my friend and I want to take a step outside, just to get some fresh air." He smiled and winked, looking hopeful at the guards.

Both of them looked at each and then the second one said, "Then go out in the courtyards. Plenty of fresh air there," he growled.

"Maybe you'd like to reconsider that," Mozu continued, flashing a couple of his coins.

The guards' eyes flashed a brief sign of interest, but it continued to the normal, stone-like stare. Sozai nudged Mozu with his elbow nervously and said, "Are you sure about this?"

Mozu nodded and smiled grimly. "The courtyards are not outside, strictly speaking," he went on. "Like I said, we want to go outside, not outside but being surrounded by walls." In that moment, he quickly flashed all ten coins at once and the eyes of the guards lit up.

Then Mozu dropped his coins, but seemed not to notice and looked at the guards, a pleading look in his eyes. He took a step forward, and the guards kept eyeing the coins lying scattered on the ground.

"Stay safe," the first guard said. "I don't want to have to stand in front of your parents if you get hurt or killed."

The doors opened and Sozai nearly leapt out, he was so excited. Mozu continued at a more casual pace. But, as Sozai's foot touched the first stair, a cry from the guards brought him to a halt.

"Sir Mozu, would you like your coins?" they called.

Mozu spun around and smiled. "No, keep them!" he replied. "I don't need them."

There was a quick pounding sound as the guards scrambled to get the most coins. It only lasted a moment and Sozai assumed that they both grabbed coins and managed to get some money.

"So where should we go first?" asked Sozai. "What are some fun places to go to?"

"Well, I guess we could visit the Scalding Shackles Pub," Mozu suggested. "It's a kind of seedy bar near the southern rim of the volcano. It's an interesting place."

"Kasai told me to stay away from the southern rim gangs," said Sozai.

"The gangs, Sozai, not the actual rim. Now, come in this alley and change into more civilian clothing."

Quickly, the two boys changed out of their robes and into trousers and black shirts before pulling on red vests. They stuffed their robes into Mozu's bag and began to walk towards the southern rim.

And finally, they got there. It was on a backstreet, with cracks in the pavement and ramshackles, run down houses that had doors falling off the frames and caved in windows. The Scalding Shackles was in a two-story building with a padoga roof and a red trim on the roof. The building was made out of limestone, which was turning a grayish color. Hanging from a second story window was a wooden sign that read


A red stain was splattered against the sign, and it didn't look like tomato sauce.

"Looks top quality," Sozai stammered nervously.

"Oh, come on, Sozai, it'll be fine," Mozu urged, pushing Sozai through the front door.

Ten tables sat in the middle of the medium-sized room, all in bad condition. Benches leaning against the walls served as sitting places for even more tables. A wooden counter surrounded a bar, the shelf behind it stocked with alcohol. A man, with a scraggly grey mane of hair and wearing an eyepatch, stood behind the counter polishing a dirty glass. Several people were scattered around the room, gambling, drinking, for fuming for a fight.

As they walked in, every head in the bar turned to the duo of sixteen year olds. Sozai smiled nervously, but Mozu frowned and walked to a nearby chair, sitting down and looking around.

"So, how do you like it?" asked Mozu.

Sozai's eyes darted around the room. "I guess it's okay. I feel a little nervous, though."

"Oh, don't be," Mozu said. "We'll be fine."

Just at that moment, a loud yell sounded in the tavern and a huge man pushed a smaller, but still large man, against the wall.

"Where's my money!" he bellowed, holding the man by his throat. "I won, so give me my money!"

The man against the wall looked around nervously. "I-I never had three gold pieces. I on-only had t-t-two pieces!"

"Then give me my stinking two pieces!" roared the man.

"Okay, just put me down!"

The huge man obliged and dropped his captive, who crumpled to the ground in a heap. Fuming, the huge man stepped backwards, but trod on a lithe woman's foot. She spun around and stared deep into the man's eyes.

"Watch where you're going!" she screeched.

"Watch where you're standin'!" retorted the man.

The woman raised her hand and slapped the man across the face. The smaller man stil on teh ground took advantage of the situation and stood up, punching his enemy in the neck. The man, who Sozai had dubbed Big Bo, turned around and picked the man up again, throwing him across the room.

That single move began a bar fight, and possibly saved Sozai and Mozu's lives. Everyone in the bar launched themselves into the fray and it became a push-shove-punch contest.

"We best skidaddle!" Mozu said cheerfully, popping up out of his seat and grabbing Sozai.

Agreeing, Sozai broke free of Mozu's grip and sprinted out the front door. He ran to the opposite side of the street and hugged the wall, a little in shock.

"Well, that didn't turn out-" Mozu was cut off when he yelled out in fear.

A colossal rock soared through the air and crashed down onto the front of the bar, smashing the wall down and exploding instantly. Mozu and Sozai were thrown to the ground. Sozai hit the stone pavement hard and felt his head bang against a wall.

Dust and debris flew everywhere, clouding the sky and posing a huge threat. Sozai blinked twice and stood, holding his head with his hand. But once he regained his footing, he slipped right back down and landed on his backside, a searing pain splittig through him.

"They're rocks full of ice!" he cried at Mozu.

Mozu slid away from the ice and stood up, beckoning to Sozai. "Come on!" he screamed. "We gotta get out of here!"

People began flooding out of their houses, looking at the cause of the loud noise in confusion and fear. Several people stumbled out of the bar, coughing and hacking, but Sozai assumed the others were stuck or crushed by the rock.

Screams echoed from a nearby street, followed by a huge crash. Another rock had landed. And again, more faintly, a huge thud was audible farther away. More and more citizens flooded out of their houses, screaming and running pell-mell through the streets.

Sozai and Mozu sprinted down the street, careful to watch the sky for any incoming blocks, but luckily, none seemed to be too close. "What's going on!" cried Sozai as they weaved in and out of the crowd. Occasionally, they came upon patches of ice that clearly meant a rock had hit there.

They scrambled off of the road and onto a grassy patch that led up a hill on the rim of the volcano. Sozai and Mozu sprinted up it, hoping to see what was going on. Sozai summited the hill and looked out over the land spread below him. For a moment, he was too lost in the beauty of the view to really see what he should be seeing, but he snapped out of it and his vision drifted to the harbor of the port town.

"Oh my. . . " his voice trailed off.

An enormous fleet of Earth Kingdom pirate ships were anchored in the bay, catapulting rocks into the city, covering a huge distance in one throw. Streams of green clad men scurried off the ships, sprinting into battle in the Harbor Town. Sozai's eyes grew wide in fear. What was happening was unheard of for decades. Centuries.

The Fire Nation Capital was under attack.


  • Again, the author left you people at a cliffhanger.
  • The author just felt so clever when he came up with this name.
  • He enjoyed writing about the Caldera City

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v - e - dAvatar: The Sole Woodbender Chapters
Cycle One:Air
PrologueSplinters, So Many SplintersCorridors of BoredomFire and FlightA Trio of ThievesBending FreedomSlavesA New Glider • The Shinu Resistance • A Brewing Storm • To Flee, or Not to Flee • A Gale for Battle, Part 1-Four Fusion Furies • A Gale for Battle, Part 2-Airship Escape
Cycle Two:Water
Cycle Three:Fire
Cycle Four:Earth
Crash Landing • Imprisonment • When Paper Comes in Handy


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