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Book One: Air
ShadowEden96, Evatar114, Dragon of the West
November 21, 2010
The next day, the gang packed their stuff sadly. The way to the Northern Air Temple would be a long one, and it would be without Jason. With heavy hearts they climbed up Appa, but before they could take off, they heard a cry from across the crater, and Jason running toward them.
"Hey! Wait up!" Jason yelled again, before running up to Appa.
"What do you want Jason? To say goodbye?" Aang asked.
"No, you forgot something!" Jason said, and chucked his bag on Appa's saddle.
"Uh, dude, that's your stuff." Sokka said, pushing the bag away.
"Well, how else will I carry my stuff? Do you actually think I'm going to wear your clothes when we get to that temple? I don't want to look like an idiot!" Jason said with a laugh.
"Wait, you're not saying..." Toph asked, surprised.
"You're coming with us?" Aang questioned "But why? Not that I'm complaining."
"Well, for one, there's not really much to do here. And second-" Jason continued, looking at Ty Lee, "I gotta show my parents that us friends stick together. Unless we're not friends?" Jason said with a chuckle.
Ty Lee grinned "Welcome back."
"Yeah! Now let's head out!" Sokka cheered, pointing his club-sword to the mainland. Everyone cheered with him, and with a roar, Appa shot up, and flew away.
Well, he tried.
Appa slammed into something and fell right back down to the ground.
"What was that?" Aang said, who sitting on Appa's head, had also hit the invisible barrier.
"Look there!" Jason said, pointing at where Appa had been repelled. The air shimmered for a few seconds before returning to normal.
"Someone isn't letting us leave," Zuko said, his hand engulfed in flame. "They made a barrier so that we can't escape them, damn it!"
"Oh, you just figured that out now?" a voice said from nowhere, and the gang looked around, trying to find the source of it.
"Show yourselves!" Mai cried.
"Hmph. I guess they're not all idiots." The voice said, and some men materialized at the ramp.
"Shadowbenders," Jason growled, leaping off Appa. "I can feel it."
"Ahh, so you do recognize us." The leader said. He reminded Jason of a ninja. All his face was covered with a hood, only his brown eyes showing. His robes, black and red, were adorned with pieces of silver and black armor, with a black and red cape to match. A little lower than his knees dark leather bound by silver bonds protected his legs and feet. Gauntlets covered his wrists at the end of the sleeves, while his hands had simple swirling tattoos on them. Two rapiers hung from his chain belt, which held a ruby on it. With clear skill, the leader pulled the rapiers out, one red, the second gold.
"And now I have a question for you, Jason." The leader sneered.
"How do you know my name?" Jason asked, but the leader simply shook his head.
"Manners, Jason, but how I know your name is none of your business. Now, can I ask you my question?"
"My master has seen that you have great potential, and a powerful destiny. We need a warrior like you to help us in the War. Join us, Jason Pendragon, and you will have unlimited power." the leader said. Goosebumps ran up Jason's neck, as this was what Abaddon had asked of him. Maybe they were in league with each other? Jason didn't know; however, he knew his answer immediately.
"You destroyed my world, tried to have my friend assassinated, then have those same people attack me and gloat at me, and you expect me to join you?! I rather die!" Jason said.
The leader chuckled, laughed, and then laughed hysterically as Jason watched in surprise.
"You... think... we're... them? HAHA!" the leader choked between laughs, but finally he caught his breath and calmed down, "If you won't join us, then I guess we'll have to bring you back dead."
"Oh no you won't!" Aang said, and jumped in front of Jason, while everyone else crowded around him as well.
"Hmm, I was hoping to put off combat, but some practice couldn't hurt." The leader said with a sneer on his face, which made Jason really want to punch him. Everyone lowered into battle stances.
"Well, if you really want to..." The leader said, shrugging, then turned toward his companions and pointed at the group. "Men, attack!"
"You are sure this was the best way, Quon? Hrui was a good strategist." The Spirit asked.
"Mark my words. Besides, what better way to preserve him?" the Red Spirit said with a snort.
"If you say so, son," the Spirit said, rolling his eyes. "I swear, you're acting like you did when you first became the Red Spirit."
"Ahh, I remember that fateful day..." Quon said, closing his eyes.
Lake Laogai's waters were cold to Quon's feet, but he paid no attention to it. The only thing he paid attention to was the face next to him.
"What shall I do now? I found you, father, but how can I get revenge on the one who destroyed you?" Quon asked.
"It is your choice. I cannot choose for you anymore." Quon's father said sadly. Then Quon noticed something washed ashore a few feet from him. Reaching over, he picked up an old oni mask, long ago washed of color.
"I know that mask... Bring it closer." the father said, and upon closer inspection, his eyes grew wide.
"That's his mask, when he was... The Blue Spirit."
"What?" Quon said. Anything that had belonged to his father's killer he didn't want to touch, and was about to throw it away, when he saw that a little bit of the mask was red. Looking at it, and then his hand, he realized his hand was cut and bleeding. However, it also gave him an idea, and Quon smiled cruelly.
"I know what to do." Quon stated, and while his father watched, with his bleeding hand he spread the blood on the mask until it was mostly red.
"I shall be the bane of him, the Blue Spirit!" he cried, putting on the bloody mask, "as... The Red Spirit!"
"Red Spirit?" A man asked, and Quon opened his eyes quickly.
"What do you want?" Quon roared, making the man stumble back.
"We found an intruder! Well, I think he is..."
Quon sighed "Let him in."
A man was thrown in by two Bandits, along with two spears.
"Who are you?" Quon asked the man.
"I don't k-k-know. I w-w-was trying to tell your men before, I lost my memory, I-I-I think. I just can't r-re-remember anything," the man said, shaking. "The only thing I know is how to fight with those."
"Hmm, so you don't have any memory, do you? Well, usually I wouldn't believe you, but since you look serious, I'll give you a chance. However, you work for us, got it? You make one move that we don't like, and you become a grease spot. Understand?"
The man looked at him in amazement. "Thank you, thank you! I promise I won't let you down!"
"And since you can't remember a name, I'll be nice and give you one."
"What is that?" The man asked.
"Wangji." Quon said, and started to walk out.
"Wait, what does that mean?" The newly-named Wangji asked.
Smirking as he walked, Quon answered, "The forgotten."
The shadowbenders charged at Jason and his friends, who held their ground.
"Hold the others; I'll go after their leader." Jason said, shadow blazing from his hands.
"Are you sure?" Toph asked.
"I'm sure." Jason answered, and with a loud yell, ran toward his attackers, the rest of the gang right behind him. He jumped over the other shadowbenders and tackled the leader, both rolling down the rocky ramp of the crater. The Leader blasted Jason off him, sending Jason rolling into the bushes near the beach.
"Is that all your power? Maybe my master was wrong for once." the Leader sneered, but a dark blast from Jason sent him sprawling.
"Call that weak?" Jason cried, but an arc of black energy slammed him back. He recovered quickly and shot forward, and made a shield of darkness just as the Leader tried to strike him with another arc of shadow. He followed it up with heavy slams from his twin rapiers, Jason barely enduring it with every hit. Finally, the Leader broke through and struck Jason, who landed in the shallow surf of the beach.
"Join us and I'll spare you!" the Leader roared.
"Never!" Jason cried, getting up. He focused shadow onto his arms, and two shadow swords covered them.
"Hmm, shadow swords. Maybe you have some skill after all." the Leader said with a chuckle. Jason slashed upwards toward him, but the Leader blocked them with his rapiers, and Jason lunged inward, only to be blocked again. Time and time again Jason slashed, only for his strikes to be repelled by the Leader's obvious sword skills. Finally, the Leader blasted Jason with his rapiers, slamming Jason into the water.
"Foolish boy. I have trained for a long time for combat. You can't defeat me." the Leader said, his rapier aimed at Jason's heart.
"Goodbye, Jason Pendragon."
Suddenly, the water around the Leader rose up like a rabid animal and slammed into him, sending him flying. He staggered up again, looking for his assailant, only to be buffeted again by a blast of sand. Looking up, Jason saw Aang flying with his staff, sand trailing him. The Leader blasted at Aang, but he used it as cover and air-sliced at the Leader. But right before it hit, the Leader melted into darkness and disappeared.
"Where'd he go?" Aang asked, looking around.
"Behind you!" Jason yelled, and threw up a dark shield behind Aang, blocking the Leader as he reappeared and attempted to stab Aang in the back, only to be blocked by Jason's shield.
"You both are quick, but not quick enough!" the Leader said, and jumped over Jason to Aang, but Aang jumped back, finally seeing the Leader eye to eye. And that's when the trouble started.
Aang staggered back suddenly, as if someone had slapped him. The air around him started to howl, and with a scream Aang fell to his knees, holding his head.
"What did you do to him?" Jason cried over the howling wind.
"I have done nothing. This is just as surprising to me as it is to you." The Leader answered. Finally, Aang got up, but the look on his face was murderous.
"Ragnarok!" Aang yelled, and blasted the Leader with a massive air-swipe.
"How do you know my name?" the Leader asked while getting up.
"You... you dare even ask that!? You're the reason I lost my love to the Spirits! You're the reason my best friend had to tear my heart out!" Aang cried, and he rose into the air, as a hurricane roared into existence around him.
Ragnarok simply stared at him in amazement. "You? How... How could you have survived!?"
"What's going on?" Jason yelled.
Aang looked at Jason, disturbingly with blazing green eyes, and told him. "A vengeance I have long sought."
"You shall never defeat me, just as you could not defeat me those many years ago, even with your friends!" Ragnarok cried, and charged at Aang.
"Do not speak of my friends, bastard!" Aang yelled back, and threw air blades at Ragnarok, but he dodged them easily.
"You'll have to..." Ragnarok started, but he was interrupted when Jason blasted him with shadow, sending him back screaming.
"Hmph, I'll leave this fight to another time!" Ragnarok said, and darkness started to surround him.
"Oh no you don't!" Jason and Aang cried in unison, and a shadowy air blasted Ragnarok before he can teleport.
"Now tell me one thing. Who are you!?" Jason asked angrily.
"I would like to know that too." Aang said. He couldn't see, but Jason was certain Ragnarok was smiling.
Ragnarok pointed his rapier at Jason. "He is... my Somebody."
"What does that mean?" Jason asked angrily. Ragnarok didn't answer. Suddenly, Aang and Jason were blown away as Ragnarok quickly blasted them.
"You both will see me again." Ragnarok said nastily as he disappeared into the shadow.
Aang cursed under his breath, "Damn you..." Suddenly, he stiffened, his eyes staring straight ahead.
"Aang? Aang?" Jason asked, but he wasn't the only one. Katara had appeared behind them, the rest of the gang in pursuit.
Aang screamed, and he held his head in pain.
"Aang! Aang!" Katara cried.
"Ugh..." Aang groaned. He got up slowly with help from Katara.
"What happened? One minute I was flying to help Jason, the next I'm in a coma." Aang asked.
Jason looked at him in surprise. "Coma? You mean you don't remember what happened?"
"What did happen? When Aang left, we were still fighting the rest of the shadowbenders." Toph asked.
"I think Aang... was possessed or something. We were fighting and Aang just... changed. He started talking about how he had lost his love and a torn heart and revenge against Ragnarok. Something like that."
"Who's Ragnarok?" Zuko asked.
"Oh, he was the leader I fought. I didn't learn anything, but he told me one thing about himself though."
"What's that?" Aang asked wearily.
"I was his... Somebody, but I have no idea what it means."
"Well that's great." Toph said.
"Do you think their shield is gone?" Ty Lee asked, looking up at the sky. Momo answered her question, flying past the shore and back, screeching happily.
"Well, let's go." Aang said, walking toward where Appa was.
"But Aang..." Katara said, worried.
"Katara, I'll be fine. We have to go, or we'll never make it to the Temple in good time!" Aang said.
She agreed, and soon Appa was flying off towards the north.
Ragnarok stumbled out of the shadows, exhausted. Jason had been hard enough to fight, but now with that Avatar, and out of all the things, he had Mi Tuo's heart!
"Dammit." Ragnarok said. The dark city was where his Master would meet him, at the skyscraper, but he didn't know if his master would be happy that he had been beaten. While thinking, his attention wandered from place to place. The dark streets however, could not draw his attention away from the castle in the sky, and its cradle of storm clouds. Unknowingly, he had reached his destination where his master was, as well as a dark figure, which stood on the rooftops, listening.
"So, how was your little... trip?" Ragnarok's master asked.
"Bad. Jason was more difficult than we expected, and a new enemy has emerged..."
"Well, we will have time for an explanation. A lot of time."
"What do you mean?" Ragnarok asked.
"We must now wait. If we interfere any more in the Avatar world, we might disrupt time there, and then our victory shall be out of reach forever."
"Wait? Until when?"
"When the soul goes through the rift. That is when we act."
"Whose soul? Ragnarok asked, as he followed his master.
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|Book One: Air|
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