บท 2: The Importance of a Son
Far from the South Pole...
Here lay a small village of the Water Tribe, completely devastated. The streets were filled with warriors and dead people; some animals could be seen wandering everywhere; what used to be the heart of this village was now utterly destroyed. Everywhere one looked, all structures were in ruins. Those huge ice walls that once covered this small village are now collapsed.
This village, a small place where everyone had lived in peace for the past few years, was being attacked by warriors who wielded fire with malice. This small-sized village, considering gigantic cities, harbored at least five hundred warriors and thousands of civilians who were living their last days of life in peace. But recently, a complete army from the Fire Nation was formed to eliminate this power that had remained hidden for a long time.
The importance behind the elimination of this place was to hunt down the Fire Demon named Draven, who had betrayed his own nation for someone who wasn't worth it in the eyes of those hunting this place.
Today, several reasons led this place to ruins, and they couldn't escape in time, and all of that was because they were being attacked at night. Although they were a powerful people, there were thousands of enemies attacking them. Surrounded, the enemy thought it would be a matter of time to eliminate them, but they never thought that thanks to the moon, the powers of the warriors of this village were favored by the appearance of the night.
No one understood how fewer than five hundred warriors could hold back thousands who were attacking the village at every breathing moment.
While defending this village, Draven's wife, Thalia, who was a powerful waterbending warrior, managed to kill numerous enemies who had come seeking her head. But these attacks were becoming increasingly intense, and Thalia, who was powerful, had been gravely injured.
"Keep defending the entrance!"
Boom!
Everyone was fleeing through a special tunnel that connected a mountain with a secret exit that the enemy had not yet found, so now the younger ones had managed to escape, and the adults were now following the younger ones.
"Mom, let me help you!" shouted a nine-year-old boy named Thorian as the water around him began to move rapidly, forming large water shields that attacked several enemy soldiers out of nowhere.
"No, go back now and run to the raft!" Thalia, who was Thorian's mother, shouted as she saw everyone in the tribe escaping.
"Aaaahhhh!!!"
Boom!
But at the moment Thalia was protecting the last gate where most people were evacuating, and everything exploded in a huge avalanche of furious flames that sent numerous waterbending warriors to the ground.
Thorian's eyes focused directly on the enemy, so moving his body, as his father had mentioned, he countered the fire being directed towards him with powerful blue flames.
Boom!
By the time most had evacuated, all who remained here looked at that explosion of flames in horror. Those who knew Thorian, none of them had seen those skills of the boy, so now seeing him fight against powerful enemies was something they never expected to see.
"Thalia, you have to take the child; he is the one who will free our people from oppression." An old man with a fierce burn on his face looked at Thalia, hoping she could escape with her son.
"No, we all must escape."
"Draven won't be able to hold out much longer against the main force; you need to escape to give him time to get away and also survive. Please, don't let his sacrifice be in vain."
Thalia looked around; now that she was at the port, only a few warriors were stopping the advance of the enemy, so she decisively nodded her head.
"Do you want to escape from my hand? I will bury you in this damned place!" At that moment, a deep voice was heard from behind the door that was holding back the enemy's advance towards this port.
Boom!
"Arghhhh!!!"
At the same time, several powerful fire attacks ended up eliminating the waterbending masters who were trying to stop the enemy. Some of those who tried to stand up were incinerated within seconds; there was no mercy with elders or children in this cruel and bloody genocide.
Thalia, seeing her old masters being killed, screamed with fury and formed a huge ice wall that covered the advance between the enemy and her son.
"Quick, Thorian, you must be obedient and listen to me." Thalia approached the water, forming an ice platform, and then had her son climb on it to escape much more easily.
Thorian was very aware of everything that was happening, but obeying his mother's requests, he climbed onto the ice platform that could hold his weight without any problem.
"Let's go, Mom; we can escape together." Thorian's voice was full of anxiety; he held his mother's cold hands and tried to warm them as he had always done.
Thalia, full of wounds on her body, shook her head and said, "I have to find your father; you need to escape, and then we will find you later."
"Mom..." For some reason, Thorian felt that this would be the last time he would see his mother, and it was something he preferred not to accept.
"Come on, we still have time."
Thorian watched as his mother pushed him into the water and quickly moved away with hand movements. "Mom, let me fight by your side."
"It's not your fight; escape." Thalia, who had turned around, looked at the ferocious-looking man smiling at her.
"Your son won't escape unless you give me your head; the Fire Nation isn't looking for a child but for the woman who stole one of its best warriors." The man called Vilgax looked at the woman, who was now alone against dozens of powerful, fire-bending warriors.
Thalia smiled slightly, knowing she had no chance due to her exhaustion, and said, "If you're willing to let go of my son, then you can take my life."
Vilgax smiled faintly and gestured to several of his subordinates to aim at Thorian in case Thalia did anything strange.
"You can't imagine how important it is to kill my brother's wife; I hate you with all my soul for taking away that brother I once adored." Vilgax said as he held a heavy sword in his right hand.
Thalia, who didn't want to leave without a fight, waved her hands, and at the moment she diverted the attention of these people from her son, she knew he had the chance to escape.
Crack!
But at the same time, Vilgax, who had stepped back, burned half of Thalia's body that had resisted.
"Kill the boy!"
Thalia, who was lying on the ground, looked into the distance as huge fireballs were impacting where Thorian was, who, seeing how his mother had been injured, screamed in pain.
"I'm sorry, my child..."
Crack!
Vilgax swung his sword, and Thalia's head separated from her body. Seeing that the job was done, he waved his hand, and a refined fire arrow hit the ice platform, and Thorian's figure fell into the water.
"Shall we go after those who have escaped, General Vilgax?" A soldier looked at the rafts that were leaving and asked with a hesitant tone.
"The job is done, the boy will die by drowning, the strongest warriors have been eliminated so there is not much more to do. Take this bitch's head to my brother, he must look at his wife for whom he abandoned everything before dying for their crimes." Vilgax said, lifting Thalia's head without any emotion on her face.
In the midst of that cruelty, Thorian, who was sinking in the water, swore that if there was ever a chance to kill everyone who had attacked his village, he would burn them with the very fire they were so proud of.
"I'm going to kill them all, I have to survive..." Thorian's last image was how his mother had been decapitated, and just when he thought that would be it, a huge explosion of fire erupted in the surroundings and looking at that huge fountain of fire He thought about his father who must have used that skill.
Filled with bitterness, Thorian closed his eyes as he became deeper and deeper under the water.
"If only there was a chance..."
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