Avatar - chapter 25 (Patreon)

It took me a few days to start a well thought plan to move to Forgetful Valley without… getting lost.

From Ba Sing Se, I started my journey, jumping from village to village, with the help of various merchants, but merchants could only take me so far, with the fire nation controlling a big piece of the land, it was nearly impossible to travel directly to where I wanted to go.

Reason why, I had decided to stay in the Serpent Pass Inn close for the night, before embarking into the fire nation territory, I also had to buy some fire nation clothes, to avoid unnecessary fights.

The inn I found was a very old one, with the edge of my door worn from use, though most of the wood was smooth as if especially polished.

Taking my key, I opened the door and found myself alone in a simple yet big room about twenty feet by sixteen. As I looked around I noticed the unpolished wood floor was bare but clean, showing the owners were quite clean. On the left side, there was a long tiny window at the top of the wall which let through some light. In the middle of the room, was the bed with the common hay mattress.

“Not bad,” I muttered, as Crowley flew to the bed.

The only thing in the room besides my bed, was a stove with a set of matches to cook, and a little bucket, that were located on the floor against the far wall.

Maybe the bucket was to do my… human needs… who knows?

“Alright let’s see…” I said, as I opened the map to see where I had to go next, one wrong choice and I would be months behind what I wanted to do.

Hira’a was a village that well… it wasn’t on the maps thanks to Ozai and his hate for Ursa, but I knew it was around the outskirts of the fire nation's original territory.

Perhaps, it was best to tackle the spirit realm by first going to Hei Bai, I was after all, a few days away from the panda, but I had no real idea where the Mother of Faces truly was.

“What do you think, Crowley? Should I insist on the Mother of Faces or try with the panda?” I asked, mostly to myself.

There was also the point I had no guarantee the Mother of Faces or Hei Bai would actually carry me to the spirit world.

“Fuck it, I will try and find the village… someone in the fire nation is bound to know,” I decided, closing my map, choosing to stick to the plan.

From Serpent Pass, I would take a cart to the Great Divide, and from there I would walk to a Fire Nation Colony close to it, staying there for the night. And from that point it should be pretty easy to get to the Fire Nation territory, the original one I mean.

“Alright… time to literally hit the hay,” I chuckled as I jumped to the bed, waking a now very angry raven, “Sorry pal, I didn’t see you there,” I lied, every now and then, I like to bother my little friend.

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[Next Morning]

The next morning, I had the Inn owner find me a ride to the Great Divide, and surprisingly enough he did so in under a minute. His name was Deku, and was the only cart in a hundred miles, I could only hope he like many other Deku’s didn’t have the hobby of breaking every bone on his body.

“Ah, Akira!” Deku my Uber… I mean cart rider said loudly. “Don’t forget my payment!” The man smiled, extending his open hand, waiting for the money.

“Here you go,” I chuckled, giving him what I had discussed with the Inn owner. Immediately after I scrambled onto the cart, and discovered that it was full of dirt and hay, that served as the seats.

The first few hours of the ride were... well, bumpy is a fucking understament, to put simple I would need to water heal my balls after this, if I ever wanted to procreate in the future, and not only that but the rocks were basically beating me up, with the hay scratching the crap out of my skin, but I guess the day was pleasantly nice, so it wasn’t all bad.

The road was dull, with nothing but rocks and dirt in every direction, not that I expected much, the map hinted this part of the trip was going to be lame, maybe I needed to find a flying bison… In Legend of Korra they didn’t seem to be extinct, and unless Appa was somehow able to clone himself, there were others around the world.

“So, how long is this trip?” I asked, trying to entertain myself.

“About ten hours more,” Deku smiled proudly, “I know the fast route,”

God I miss cars… “I see,” well, I suppose the only thing I can do right now, is relax and suffer through this hellish ride.

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[Azula POV]

Zuzu was after the Avatar, but like everything he did, he would fail… and I would once again, prove to be victorious, to be superior, to be better, to be worthy of the admiration of my nation, my father and my mother.

To show her… she misplaced her love and support on Zuko, a little good for nothing. But first, I had to eliminate a prepubescent Avatar and a little rumor that had been going on… for quite a while.

Akira… that was the name of the pathetic attempt from the water tribe to scare the mighty fire nation. Killing Zhao was not an accomplishment, that wasn’t even a challenge, but the rumours of him being the justice incarnated to… laughably might I add, make us pay? Utterly pathetic.

Killing the Avatar was of course, first… but destroying this little hope the water tribe had, was also on my list.

“I hope you are as good as they sell you Akira,” I smiled, “Otherwise… destroying their hope won’t be any fun,”