Summary: The Gaang had spent four years apart, helping each nation repair and flourish, and they have been kept busy. However, they finally meet again in Ba Sing Se for a reunion. Romances will rekindle, and some will begin. But is everything as it really seems? Oh, no. A cloaked menace rises havoc in every town in every nation. Will the Gaang be able to stop it before it's too late?
Pairings: Kataang, Tokka, Ty Luko
A/N: Thanks to the Kataang and Tokka tag on Tumblr, I'm finally making a story! (Actually, I already have been writing one down but still...I'll base most of this story off of that.)
Also, I'm doin' my research (for the clothing and all that. Although, it might get a little more modern, like in LoK, with the hairstyles and some of the fashion. So don't hate me xP)
Hope ya like!
Katara was excited.
Her stomach was in knots.
She was currently taking a train ride to Ba Sing Se, where she would be finally reunited with her friends and brother. To be specific, Sokka, Toph, and Aang-the Avatar, master of all four elements.
Now Aang and Katara weren't currently together. Because of their long distances over time, they had decided to quietly call it off until the day they would be reunited. It saddened the both of them, but it was for the best.
The recently turned nineteen year old was hoping to change that. She hadn't seen him or the others in four years. Had they changed? Had their appearances altered at all? She had no idea.
The four of them decided to finally settle down and live together, back in their old home in the Upper Ring of the beloved city. Hopefully, they could finally relax and blend in with the citizens. Be normal.
She wanted to make a good impression, so she did her hair; it was straightened, with a little bun in the back to hold her hair loopies and small plat in place. As for her outfit, it was her usual blue kimono, very similar to a tunic of course, short sleeved, and shoes. She was also wearing makeup, not too much though, but nice enough to notice.
The train came to a stop, and Katara's heart raced. This was it. This was her stop.
Bags in hand, she got off the train, and she inhaled deeply.
Ah, it's good to be back, she thought blissfully. The city was just as she remembered it, and it was even more beautiful at nightfall. The cool night breeze was comforting.
Katara whirled around, and her eyes brightened. There, waiting for her, was twenty year old Sokka. He had grown a couple more inches, and he had grew out his hair more, now reaching his shoulders; and speaking of his hair, it was in the warrior's wolf tail hairstyle. Also, he too was wearing his Water Tribe kimono, and he was more muscular.
And his voice had dropped down another octave. It suited him.
"Sokka!" Katara dropped everything she was holding and threw herself at her brother, embracing him tight.
Sokka lifted her off the ground, hugging her back. "It's so good to see ya, sis!"
Katara giggled and he set her down. "How've you been?"
"Eh, same old, same old." Sokka bent down to pick up a few of her bags.
"'Same old, same old'?" Katara said in disbelief, grabbing the remains as they walked together. "We've been apart for four years and all you could say to me was 'same old, same old'?"
"Yeeeah, pretty much."
Katara rolled her eyes. A thought hit her.
"How's your relationship with Suki?"
Sokka's smile instantly fell. "Oh. Ah, Suki...well...We sorta...fell apart."
"You too?" Katara's gaze saddened. "I'm so sorry, Sokka."
"Don't be. We weren't really on the same page lately." Sokka shrugged. "I'll be alright."
"Is she coming here?"
They continued to walk in silence, lost in their own thoughts. Occasionally, they'd ask each other questions and exchange short stories about their hard work and duties that they had been recently up to.
Sokka, being the same guy he always had been, started to moan and complain about walking so far to the Upper Ring, and how he wishes they could get a lift or a ride or something. Katara started to get annoyed, but just when she was about to interject...
"No. Way," Sokka said, a huge grin spreading across his face as he stopped walking.
"What?" Katara asked him; she saw that he was looking up, and so she looked up too. She gasped, seeing a familiar hairy bison soaring through the sky, now soaring down in their direction.
And where there was a flying bison, there was-
Appa came to a stop yards away from them, and a teen hopped off with a very big grin on his face. He was tall, with dark shaggy hair and blue airbending tattoos on his forehead, arms, and legs.
"Hey, guys!" he said.
"AANG!" Sokka and Katara screamed with glee.
Sokka got to Aang first, and they embraced each other fiercely like brothers, laughter escaping the both of them. Hair ruffling and playful choke holding were exchanged, as well as the briefest of small talk.
And then Sokka stepped to the side, causing Aang's grey eyes and Katara's blue ones to meet for the first time in four years.
"Katara!" Aang nearly ran to her, and Katara beamed.
"Aang!" Katara closed the space between them quickly and jumped into his awaiting arms, nearly knocking him over. They embraced each other tightly, Aang setting Katara on her feet as he buried his face in her hair. "Hey!" she said happily, giggling at the end. Butterflies flew in her stomach, simutaneously in his.
"It's good to see you," he murmured, his voice muffled in her hair, and he released her to get a good look at her. Surprisingly, he had to look down. "You haven't changed a bit..."
"But you have," Katara pointed out. Her forehead was now at his nose. He had grown, and his voice had deepened.
Aang gave out a throaty laugh. "I guess I haven't noticed. Who wants to ride on Appa?"
"Ooh me! Me, me, me!" Sokka threw himself at Appa, hugging him. "Appa! It's good to see ya, buddy!" He suddenly froze. "Wait a second. Where's Momo?" He was at Aang's side in a flash, gripping the front of his orange wrap and shook him as he spoke. "Where's MOMO?"
As if on cue, the winged lemur hopped off of Appa's saddle and circled many times around Sokka's legs.
"MOMO!" Sokka cheered, picking Momo up and hugging him tight. "I missed you, little guy!" He began kissing him several times, which made Momo hop out of the warrior's reach, and Sokka chased after him.
"And you'd think he's twenty years old," Katara commented, and Aang laughed.
"I think Sokka needs some alone time with these two so they can catch up," Aang said, bringing out his air glider. "Our house isn't far. Wanna?"
"Oh, I don't know..." Katara said hesitantly, and Aang gave her the puppy eyes, his lips quivering. "Okay, fine!"
"Yay!" Aang jumped several feet into the air; as he was in the air, he Bended her luggage onto Appa's saddle. Landing lightly on the ground, he got in position, gripping the handles. "Appa, I want you to take Sokka back home. You're okay with that?"
Appa gruffed in reply, and Aang smiled at him.
"It's really good to see you, Appa," Katara told him, stepping up and wrapping her arms around Aang's torso. As she did so, she blew the bison a kiss.
It looked like Appa smiled.
"See ya later, bud," Aang said, looking down at the beautiful brunette holding onto him. "Ready?"
"Mhmm," Katara said, smiling up at him.
Aang blushed slightly, looking up at the sky. "Hold on tight..."
And then they were off, soaring into the air.
Yeah, this chappie's short, but it's kinda the introduction.
Don't worry, Tokka fans! The Melon Lord shall make her appearance in the next chappie!
And Zuko of course. DUH.
Review you lovely people!