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|Fighting the Barbarians|
November 29, 2013
"Yes," said the Air Nomad, "I am Alo. I was the Avatar before you. You have a lot of impending danger you will have to deal with."
"Spirits, mortals, tyranny, death. Morals will be questioned, people will change. Things will never be the same."
"Sounds like a poem."
"It's more than just a poem. All Avatars deal with this, in the past, the present, or the future."
"What do I do?"
"The Avatar State. It could help you."
"The Avatar State is a defense mechanism, designed to empower you with the skills and knowledge of all the past Avatars."
"Is it when the eyes glow?"
"Yes. The glow is the combination of all your past lives, focusing their energy through your body. In the Avatar State, you are at your most powerful, but you are also at your most vulnerable. If you are killed in the Avatar State, the reincarnation cycle will be broken and the Avatar will cease to exist."
"Well... this is a lot to take in right now. This sounds like a speech spoken a lot."
"It is. Avatars practically memorize it."
"Thank you, Avatar Alo." Misty left the Spirit Oasis and returned to Kara's house. Misty woke up early in the morning to sound of men marching. She looked out the window and saw boats in the horizon. Not just the Northern Water Tribe ships, but smaller, swifter boats. They were the barbarians' boats.
"Get up, Misty," Kara said, "We have to go."
"Go where?" Misty asked, "We're fighting!? But you said women don't fight."
"I know. Women don't fight, we heal. There's a battle and there will be many wounded soldiers. Only we could heal them. They depend on us healers. It will be a great honor that they got healed by the Avatar. Do you have any supernatural healing powers?"
"I wish. But there are so many soldiers and there are only two of us. We can't heal them all."
"Not alone. We're not the only healers in the city, child." Kara led Misty to the healing huts. It was early and already many were wounded. "Kara, we need your help!" shouted healers. All day healers tended the wounded. Sometimes they succeeded in curing and saving the wounded, but sometimes... well, they weren't as lucky.
"They need help," Misty said, "We have to help them."
"We're healing them," said a healer.
"Is that not enough?" asked another.
"They need more troops," Misty said.
"What could we do? We're women; we're too weak and can't do anything to help."
After hearing that, Misty was officially fed up with the sexist attitude of the North. "Women aren't weak; they could do anything men do," she said, Ignoring the other women, she headed out the door into the battlefield. None of the healers tried to stop her. They thought she will die and prove nothing. She snuck onto a ship with other soldiers. At first things went well. The barbarians didn't know about Foggy Swamp style so they weren't prepared for her. Soon there were too many to handle. The surrounded her and to her back was the edge of the ship. Many aimed ice spears at her throat. Right when they through, something remarkable happened. Misty's eyes glowed. With one hand motion all the spears shattered. She used water whips to grab the barbarians and flung them into the sea. She entered the sea and created a giant ice spire beneath her. Then she used a tsunami to destroy enemy ships. She left the Avatar State and fainted and fell into Kaimon's arms in a nearby ship. Ship went to shore where Kreon was waiting for Misty.
"Bring her to the palace," he ordered. When they arrived Kreon told Kaimon to leave.
"What's going to happen to her?" Kaimon asked.
"It's none of your business," Kreon answered.
"Yes it is. You weren't at the battle, I was."
"I said leave."
"I'm not some servant. I'm your son."
"Exactly, I am your father and you must do what I say."
"Fine." Kaimon left angrily and reluctantly.
Kreon turned to Misty. "You should've stayed at the healing huts and this wouldn't have happened."
"What wouldn't have happened? Me saving the tribe?" Misty asked.
"Saving!? You made things worse. They know we have the Avatar and will use that against us."
"Why are you so mad? Because I saved the city when the men didn't and couldn't? A supposedly weak woman? If I stayed in the healing huts, there would be more dead and wounded. You should be thankful."
"It's against the law and tradition for a woman to fight. It's been like that for hundreds of years. You might be the Avatar, but no one is above the law, not even you. You're barely a woman anyway."
"What am I? A swamp girl. I heard people calling me that."
"Enough! Fine, I admit I am a bit thankful for what you did. However, that is not your place. Why don't you finish your healing training that way you can help us by leaving. I know you don't like this place."
"No, I don't dislike this place, I hate it. I hate everything about it. The ice, the cold, the people, and, most of all, I hate the fact that they're led by you!" Misty stomped out of the throne room. Kreon slumped on the throne.
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