Okay, everyone. hp4ever123 has asked me if I could try a crossover of Avatar: The Last AirBender and Guardians of Ga'Hoole. The answer is that I'm switching this story from Guardians of Ga'Hoole to Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga'Hoole. All right, let's do the disclaimer and then I'll go to the summary.
Disclaimer: I own none of this!
Summary: Young Guardians named Shard and Parzival discover a young abandoned Barn Owl with strange arrow markings on his head. Can this Avatar Owl learn to live among the Guardians or return to his own world?
Also, this takes place during Bato of the Water Tribe just after Sokka yells at Aang-
Sokka: I said I was-
AvatarCat11: (Sighs) Sorry for the twenty-sixth time, I know. We've had to hear that many times already! Anyways, this also takes place after the Legend of the Guardians game and movie. Plus, I've always liked choosing Shard as a Barn Owl on the game.
"So Shard, what do you wanna do now?"
Shard looked over at his best friend, Parzival the Spotted Owl, and sighed. It was around a week or so ever since the Pure Ones had suffered their first defeat from the Guardians of Ga'Hoole. Metalbeak, the leader of the Pure Ones, had been killed by a younger Barn Owl named Soren when he had a burning branch thrust through his gizzard.
Then his own gizzard churned at the thought of the traitor named Allomere. The Great Gray Owl had been the one to betray the Guardians and he was the murderer of Shard's parents, two monks named Grettir and Lygeia. After Allomere had been tricked and thrown into the tunnels by the "High Tyto" Metalbeak, he and Shard had one final battle before Allomere was thrown against a stalagmite and killed by a rockslide.
Shard knew that he should celebrate since Punkie Night was now being celebrated around the Ga'Hoole Tree, he still felt a little sad. Allomere had a lot of talent and he wasted it on the Pure Ones. He had wanted to save the traitor despite his faults, but there was nothing else that he could do.
"Shard? Snap out of it! Have you gone moon-blinked?"
Parzival was gazing at him with concern in his eyes and so did two other wingmen: Streak the eagle and Uriah the hermit owl.
"Oh...uh...I'm okay," the young Barn Owl managed to reply, blinking himself awake from those memories.
Uriah gazed at him carefully with his old yellow eyes. "Are you sure, laddie?"
Streak ruffled his dark golden feathers and told him, "Good. Enjoy the Punkie Night."
"What?" Parzival asked him with disbelief. "You're not going to join in?"
"Not tonight, young Guardians," the male eagle replied. "My mate and I need to look after our nest. We don't need any more Pure Ones and their filthy bats snatching up more hatchlings."
What he said made sense to Shard. The Pure Ones had a nasty habit of snatching up eggs and hatchlings to be raised in the ways of the Pure Ones. The bats also helped them collect flecks, little pieces of energy-draining minerals capable of messing up an owl's flight abilities. Plus, Streak and his mate, Zan, had a few eagle hatchlings a few days ago. His tongue-less mate needed his help in raising them.
"Let him go, son," Uriah chided the young Spotted Owl. "If he needs to raise his children, then that's what he'll do." To Streak, he added, "We'll see you again soon, my friend. It's been good serving as your fellow wingman."
"And I to you," Streak replied, dipping his head to the former hermit. To the Guardians, he said, "Tell Boron about my leaving. I'll see you again soon, my friends!"
With a flap of his wings, the large golden eagle rose into the air and started to fly away. Shard watched him go and felt bad for him. If he didn't have a mate at all, he'd be free to serve as a Guardian. But if he didn't have a mate, he wouldn't have been the brave and noble wingman that he knew during the Pure Ones crisis.
But as he watched the golden eagle fly away, he heard a growling voice behind him.
"Shard. There you are."
Ezylryb had hobbled up to beside him. The elderly Whiskered Screech Owl looked up at him and told him, "Be sure to enjoy this night while you can, because Boron said that you'll join him on a search-&-rescue chaw tomorrow morning. Be sure to bring Parzival, Uriah, and Streak-hang on. Where is that eagle anyways?"
"He left to take care of his hatchlings," Parzival explained.
"Oh." The Weather Chaw ryb nodded his head and continued, "Anyways, bring along Parzival, Uriah, Twilight, and Gylfie. You'll need to find a young Barn Owl; I believe he's near where the echidna lives at."
Parzival and Shard nodded and they joined up with The Band and Uriah for asking for the treats of Ga'Hoole.
The next morning, Boron, the king of Ga'Hoole, had called together the chosen owls right on a boulder near the Great Tree of Ga'Hoole and began giving them their instructions:
"Young Guardians (well, mostly young), today we are on the search of a young injured Barn Owl and we have to get it back to the tree very quick. While on this mission, do not fool around or we may never find this poor soul. Do not talk with any crow or bat along the way; however, if the crows belong to the Echidna, follow them to the gate to the sea of Hoolimere. Do any of you have any questions?"
Twilight raised his large wing and asked him, "If something's attacking that owl, do WE attack the offender?"
"Yes," Boron replied. "We are not savages, so we do not leave another to die unless if it is destined by Glaux. Any more questions?" When no other owl raised their wings, the King commanded, "Good. Now...let's move out!"
All of the owls of the search-&-rescue chaw let out screeches of victory and they all took off into the air. Shard felt his true duties as a Guardian rise in the air like an insect taking flight into the morning air. He hoped that the young owl didn't go yeep at the sight of many owls coming right for it. Letting his feathers ruffle and his gizzard guide him, he followed his search-&-rescue companions out to the sea of Hoolimere.
Hold on, owlet! We're coming for you!
After a bit of flying around and searching, they had landed somewhere near the Cape of Glaux. Then, to Shard's relief, Boron told everyone that they could take a break for a while. While on that break, Parzival pulled Shard to one side.
The Spotted Owl gave a sigh and asked him, "You remember when you were daydreaming in Allomere's class and I said that you were as useless as your father?" When Shard, still feeling a little angry at that, nodded, Parzival went on, "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for all of that."
Instead of forgiving him straight away, Shard asked him skeptically, "So why didn't you just apologize straight away?"
"I was just teasing you! I didn't know that you were gonna react!"
But right before the Barn Owl could give a retort, they heard Twilight call out from some pine trees, "Everyone! I-I think I found him and he seems to be injured! He looks weird!"
"Twilight! Don't be rude!" Gylfie scolded the much bigger owl.
"But it's true!" Twilight barked back. "Look at these markings!"
Immediately, all the owls of the chaw flew toward where Gylfie and Twilight were standing at and they stared down into a little hole in the ground, which was just big enough for an owl to fit itself. Shard's heart twisted with sympathy and shock for the young owl in front of him.
It was a sleeping male Barn Owl like himself and Soren except that he had a strange blue arrow marking on his forehead and it even split into pairs; some went to his tail feathers while the upper part branched off into two arrows on either wing. His face and body were covered with blood and he looked very weak and skinny. Maybe he couldn't hunt right.
Suddenly, the male owlet woke up with a start, opening stormy gray eyes, and he called out in an absently upset voice, "I didn't mean to, Sokka! I just wanted you to stay for a while! Please, Katara! Please believe me!"
Who are Sokka and Katara? Those are weird names for an owl.
Boron fluttered down in front of him and preened his matted feathers softly, murmuring gently, "Young owlet, it's all right. It'll all be okay."
"No it won't!" the owl sobbed. "I don't even deserve to be the Avatar!"
The Avatar? What's that? Has he gone completely yoicks?
"Hmmm," Uriah spoke up, walking around the small owl. "He seems to be very peaky and he'll need some feeding up. Won't you agree, Your Majesty?"
"Yes," Boron said. "Judging by the feathers on his wings, it's as if he was just learning how to fly. He must not have had a First Branching!"
Twilight rolled his eyes and muttered, "I didn't have that either, just to remind you."
Ignoring the Great Gray Owl's comment, Boron stooped low to the young owl's eye level and asked him softly, "What is your name?"
"Aang," replied the owl.
"Hmmm... Peculiar name for an owl." Boron immediately took him in one talon and that made the weak owl screech in alarm. "It's all right, Aang. We've only come to take you to the tree of Ga'Hoole. Since you may not fly now, I'll carry you. Guardians!" he called to the other owls. "Our mission is complete! Let's go back home!"
All the owls, including Boron still holding Aang in his gentle talon, took off into the air and started to fly onwards to the Tree of Ga'Hoole. As the Guardians flew on, Shard and Parzival flew next to Boron's talon and began to try to calm Aang down.
"It's okay, little owlet. You're with us now," Parzival soothed the frightened Barn Owl, but Aang looked at him as if the Spotted Owl was going to eat him. "Don't worry about me! I won't bite!"
Shard added, "My name's Shard and this is my best friend Parzival. You'll be welcomed well to the Guardians of Ga'Hoole."
"Ga'Hoole?" Aang asked him. "What's that?"
Parzival added, "It's a land where noble warriors named the Guardians of Ga'Hoole rise to perform noble deeds. They have sworn to protect the innocent and vanquish all evil!"
Aang nodded weakly at him and muttered, "Well, I don't wanna go back to those two. Ever. Is it all right if I can join Ga'Hoole?"
To be continued...
So will Aang be accepted into the Guardians of Ga'Hoole? Or will he have to turn back? That's all for now since I gotta get some shut-eye.
But I'll ask you to review. That's all.
See ya next time!