Chapter 30: The Avatar’s Return Part 1
Meanwhile, in Aang's igloo, he lay on the makeshift bed on the floor, staring at the ceiling. "Man, staying here is boring," he muttered to himself. He wanted for the adventure to begin, but something was nagging at the back of his mind.
'Since we didn't visit the wrecked Fire Nation ship and trigger the flare, Zuko and his uncle might not show up,' he thought. 'That's a pretty important canon event.'
Aang mulled over the idea of sneaking off to the ship and setting off the flare himself. 'But then again, what if I get captured? I don't know much airbending yet. That would be a pretty embarrassing way to go out.'
Aang sighed. 'Reincarnation novels made this look so easy. But now that I'm living it, it's hard and tricky.' He considered the risk and decided against leading Zuko to the village. Without the skills to escape like in the show, he might end up captured for real. 'No thanks. Better to stick around and find another way to convince Katara and Sokka to go with me.'
Just as he finished thinking about the situation, Gran Gran's voice called out from outside. "Aang, I brought some blankets for you."
Aang sat up and called back, "Come in, Gran Gran."
She entered the igloo, quickly handing him the blankets. "Do you need anything else?"
Before he could answer, a commotion erupted outside.
At the same time, in Kel's igloo, he and Katara heard the noise.
"What's going on?" Katara wondered aloud, heading for the entrance.
Kel, feeling a sense of foreboding, followed her. "I've got a bad feeling about this."
Once outside, they saw women rushing to gather the children, urging them to enter the igloos. The atmosphere was full of fear and urgency.
Katara grabbed the arm of one of the women, who was hurrying past with a small child in tow and asked, "What's happening?"
"There's a Fire Nation ship approaching!" the woman exclaimed, her face pale with worry.
Kel's eyes widened, and he exchanged a grim look with Katara. 'So much for avoiding canon events,' he thought. 'Looks like adventure is coming to us whether we want it or not.'
The village was quickly descending into chaos as the threat of the Fire Nation loomed closer. Katara turned to Kel. "We have to do something."
Kel nodded. "Yeah, but first we need to make sure everyone's safe. Let's get the kids inside."
They hurried to help, guiding the children into the safety of the igloos.
Katara was busy ushering the kids into the safety of the igloos when she ran into Aang and Gran Gran. Aang's face was a picture of remorse, his eyes downcast. "I'm so sorry," he said, his voice trembling. "They're probably here for me. I've put all of you in danger. I'll turn myself in. I don't want anyone to get hurt because of me."
Katara immediately shook her head. "No, Aang! There has to be a better way."
She turned to Gran Gran. "If the Fire Nation takes Aang, the world will be doomed Gran Gran"
Gran Gran's face was deeply thoughtful as she considered Katara's words. After a moment, she shook her head sadly. "I understand, Katara, but we have no means to protect ourselves, let alone the Avatar. It's best he runs away. Otherwise, our village may face a tragedy."
Aang's heart sank. Inwardly, he was upset that the Fire Nation had still come by, worrying that he might actually be caught. He was starting to panic when he saw Kel returning from an igloo, holding a child who clutched a badly drawn image of Appa.
An idea sparked in Kel's mind. He quickly grabbed a white cloth from the igloo and rushed back to his own, grabbing a spear and tying the cloth to it to make a white flag. Without hesitation, he began heading towards the shore.
As he rushed, he encountered Katara, Aang, and Gran Gran. Gran Gran asked, "What are you doing, Sokka?"
Kel, barely breaking stride, simply said, "I have a plan." He then looked at Aang. "Go hide your strange sky bison thingy while I deal with the Fire Nation."
Katara immediately protested. "That's dangerous, Sokka, now's not the time for your bravado. You can't go alone!"
Gran Gran agreed, "She's right, Sokka. That is too risky."
Kel insisted, "My plan might work. And if it fails, Aang can get away."
Aang was genuinely touched by Kel's determination. "Why are you doing this, Sokka?"
Inwardly, Kel thanked Aang for using that particular set of words. Out loud, he answered, "I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for Katara and the rest of the village. Besides, I owe you one. This way, we're even." He then urged, "Go, Aang!"
Aang nodded, feeling genuine gratitude. He ran off to hide Appa, leaving Katara and Gran Gran to watch Kel with a mix of worry and hope.
The real reason Kel was doing this was to make Aang see him as an ally and to gain points with Katara. Most importantly, he wanted to avoid Aang getting captured now, knowing they wouldn't be able to rescue him like in the canon event.
At the shore, the Fire Nation ship made landfall with a thundering crash. The massive metal hull grated against the icy shore, sending waves of freezing water splashing over the edge.
Soldiers in dark red armor lined the deck, standing at attention. The air was thick with tension as the ramp lowered with a heavy thud, and the soldiers began to march down, their faces stern and unyielding.
Prince Zuko was the first to step off the ship, his scarred face set in a determined frown. Behind him, his uncle Iroh followed, looking more concerned than aggressive.
Kel took a deep breath and stepped forward, waving the white flag. "Hey! Over here!" he called out, trying to sound confident despite the knot of fear in his stomach.
Zuko's sharp eyes zeroed in on Kel, and he walked forward with an air of authority. "Who are you?" he demanded.
Kel raised his hands in a placating gesture. "I'm Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe. We aren't looking for trouble. We have women and children here. Please, let's talk."
Zuko's expression remained hard, but Iroh stepped forward, placing a hand on his nephew's shoulder. "Let us hear what he has to say, Prince Zuko."
Kel nodded, silently thanking the universe for Iroh's presence. He had to tread carefully now, for the sake of the village and for the plan to succeed.
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