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I remember the pain of the flames touching my skin and the smell of his own burning flesh. The crackling of the fire and my own ragged breathing. 

I remember winning.

I remember losing.

Then, I remember Vaatu, a talk with him. And then, nothing.

Just nothing.

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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was dazzling light. Then, as my vision adjusted, I became aware of the young lady gazing at me lovingly. 

I blinked, perplexed by this sight in front of me. I had died, hadn’t I? 

Could it be this was the spirit realm? 

Hmm, maybe…  I mean, I died in the world of Avatar, so it is reasonable to assume I would end up there with the rest of the spirits. But just to be sure, I’ll ask the young lady. “Excuse me, miss, but where am I?” I asked, or rather tried to ask because instead of anything coherent, I babbled, in a pretty baby-like manner to be precise.

….

…….

Oh god no…

As I started to panic more and more, I noticed a man walk to the young lady’s side. The man looked older than her, roughly ten years or so.

He walked to her side and smiled, before directing his awkward smile at me. 

The man was bald and had an… blue arrow tattoo on his head, just like Aang’s… but he looked just different enough not to be Aang…

Oh no…

Fuck me.

That’s Tenzin, isn’t he?

“Isn’t he beautiful, Tenzin?” The young woman smiled at the man beside her, before turning her loving gaze back at me.

“He is, Pema, he is,” Tenzin replied.

Meanwhile, I was trying to contact Death, to get a refund for this reincarnation. 

“My little Fang,” Pema smiled lovingly.

9-1-1 Death!

Customer Service! 0-800-KINDRED?!

-What… where am I? Akira?! We are alive!? I MEAN, Of course, we are, no spirit can hold Vaatu!-

Vaatu! Oh God, thank the spirits you’re here, I need you to contact someone, I don’t care who! The manager, Jesus himself! But we need someone right now!

-What… why?- Vaatu asked, before coming to a chilling pause. -Oh God, please tell me we are not in toilet hell! I was bad, but not THAT bad!-

Toilet what… 

Nevermind.

-Then why?- Vaatu questioned further.

Vaatu, I’m a fucking baby and the grandson of Aang.

…

…….

……….

-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Somebody kill us now! We can skip a cycle!- Vaatu cried with such emotion, my own panic came to a complete halt.

I guess that reaction is to be expected, he’s Raava’s rival, and to be connected to her through a blood relation, I guess it must be insulting.

-It’s not that you mammalian fool! It’s the fact babies don’t control their bowels or bladders for the first year of their lives! Twelve months… of… Oh God… I think I’m gonna barf…-

Right, Vaatu’s fear of toilets, and anything that has to do with them, I had forgotten about that for a moment.

-Blaaarrrgghhhh!!!-

Wait, he’s actually vomiting?! HOW? AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHERE?!

-D.. Don’t worry about it,- Vaatu said between breaths. -So, where were we?-

Panicking.

-Right, right.-

And without further ado, we both started panicking, together.

AHHHHHHHH

-AHHHHHHH-

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Hello there, Aki… Fang here. It’s been a few months since I… well, reincarnated, Vaatu, and we haven’t figured out a lot, but.. apparently, our cycle is different from Raava’s.

You see, Vaatu and I, are one… And I don’t mean that in the… philosophical way, oh no, I mean that literally, so seeing as we are one, and Vaatu is the opposite of Raava, well things changed from what one could expect. 

First of all, our cycle goes backward. In my previous life, I was a waterbender, and now, well… I’m an Airbender. 

Two, I’m still me. Unlike Raava’s avatars, I don’t become a new person, I remain… me. Granted this is our first cycle, so that could be subject to change, but the thing is, I’m still Akira.

Heck, I can waterbend!

Though I’m keeping that under the covers, I mean, the last thing I want is for someone to hunt me down while I can’t defend myself.

-Hunt us down?! Please, even as babies we could eliminate anyone who dares to oppose us! We stand above all others, we are the one!-

…

……

Are you imitating Escanor again?

-He’s the best! And I won’t be shamed for seeing that!-

Ok….

Huh, now that I think about it, I would’ve thought his favorite character to be Arthur.

-That reality-bending bitch? No thanks!-

Ok, back to my earlier topic.

….. Where was I?

Right.

I was still me, and because of that, I had retained most of my skills. Some, well, some were rusty, but for the most part, I could feel the earth, the fire, and the water around me.

But I was keeping a low profile, at least until I could move without the need of upsies.

As for who I was supposed to be now. Well, I was the first son of Tenzin and Pema.

Born in the year 154, a year after Aang had died, according to Tenzin and his ramblings about how he would’ve wished for his father to meet me.

If only he knew… 

Talking about Aang, I have yet to see Katara or anyone from the gang for that matter.

Not that I want to. It’s already weird enough to be a baby, so I honestly don’t want to pretend to be an average one in front of anyone I ever knew. 

If I see Kindred again, I will ask them for a skip button.

“Who’s mama’s little hungry kitten moth?” Pema cooed, ready to… feed me. I was having… mixed feelings about that. “Mama has plenty of milk for you, my little spider bat, so don’t worry!”

So I’m a spider bat now?

Well, that doesn’t sound appealing at all. I think I preferred the last one.

Oh well… time to… eat, while repeating inside my head, that this is not Alabama, and that is very wrong to forget that.

-Note: To understand this, please read. https://www.webnovel.com/book/avatar-the-last-airbender-cold-paths_18359936606504505