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"Cloaker!" An earthkingdom man greeted me, and I nodded to him to show that I'd heard him. That was the man that was always at the bar whenever I visited. I didn't stop to talk to him, and he didn't stop to talk to me. Cloaker was a silent person, who was only seen wandering around. It was nice change for me, as I wasn't the cheerfully annoying Lele.
Stepping into the local bar, there was a half drunk soldier who was telling a story, with absolutely everyone crowded around him. People parted to let me stand in the front, knowing that I was supposedly the peddler of stories. He was making wild handmovements that brushed every particle of air he could reach, and he was wobbling dangerously on the stool in his drunken stupor.
"Huge ships! They move fast, as fast as a reindeer at top speed!" He was saying, "They're powered by the Northern Water Benders, and they're Fire Nation grade! It's amazing I tell you, amazing and disturbing! They're all headed for the Southern Tribe!!"
Everyone gasped except me, and they started yelling at the Fire Nation, and the Northern Water Tribe for things like, treason, traitorous acts, and idiocy. I held up my thickly gloved hand, that no longer looked like the elegant hand that was really mine, but instead the rough thick hand of a traveler, thanks to all the gloves. Everyone looked at me and I picked up a nearby brush and someone handed me a piece of parchment.
I dipped the brush in the elaborate ink bottle and work quickly, telling the story of the Northern Tribe's greed and the Fire Nation's wish for Revenge in a single picture. Everyone understood, and those that didn't were explained the story in words. I showed the reindeer and rhinoceros that belonged to them, and the people of the Southern Tribe bowing to the Northern Tribe. Someone decided they wanted the quick brush art, and paid me 5 gold for it, and paraded it around the village.
The truth, that I knew would eventually be blurred with lies. Under my hood I smirked and left the bar, having known of this news for quite some time. Returning to my little shack on the edge of the village, I ripped off my cloak and gloves, depositing them in the wardrobe and revealing my Lele outfit underneath, and the long natural green hair I had. Leaving from the back and going around the village so that nobody saw me, I returned to the village, oohed and ahhed at the man who'd bought my picture and was now repeating the story, and gathered as much news as I could, to send back to the Fire Nation via the real Cloaker, my hawk that was now perched upon my shoulder.
~ + ~
I stood, staring unblinkingly at the screaming townspeople. Lifting my arm, I heard a trickle of water rise behind me, and moving my arm in a graceful arc, I shot the water through a man, the water turning to ice just as it touched his sleeping clothes and stabbing through him. Smirking as I watched him die, I finished off the rest of his family, in the same manner. Letting the now red water splatter over a child, terrifying him, I continued to hone the blank expression I always wore.
A nearby water bender, also in his sleeping clothes removed the water from the child and threw it aside, commencing a fight with me. How foolish. I lifted both my arms to the lightening sky and a torrent of water rose behind me, and the water bender prepared himself to deflect the flood that was headed straight for him. As the water nearly collided with him, he held out his arms and cut through the water as though it were a peice of paper, but the rest of the water curled backwards, freezing into ice as it slammed into the bender from behind him.
The fight was getting dull, so while the man was on the floor, I stabbed a sliver of ice through his chest, pinning him to the dirt and driving the ice deep into the ground. I opened my fist slowly, and felt the ice taking root in the ground and spreading over his back. It would root the man there until he dissolved with the ground, and the thought almost brought a smirk to my lips.
Almost.
I turned around from the flaming village that was being ravaged by cannon balls, ice, and flames. Staring out at the clear ocean the blood red rising sun, I knew that soon, the Fire Nation would destroy this tribe. The sun was rising, and the moon leaving it's worshippers in the dust. Including myself. Closing my eyes I waited for the rush of energy that I felt at night drain away from me, and heard a step crunch on the ice. I opened my silvery eyes and turned to look at a little girl who was staring at me with wide eyes.
"Why?" She asked me in a voice that wasn't sad, merely curious.
I lifted my hand threateningly, but she didn't run off. Simply stared at me with wide eyes.
"You're awfully brave." I said quietly, lowering my hand and feeling a tendril of water rise up behind me, "So go die at someone else's hands." I raised my hand again and backslapped the air, causing the water to speed around me to follow my hand and slap the girl, and push her towards the fire benders. I felt a beam of sunlight hit my neck, and the water shivered, and fell to the icy floor, slowly freezing from the icy cold of the ground.
Stepping into the local bar, there was a half drunk soldier who was telling a story, with absolutely everyone crowded around him. People parted to let me stand in the front, knowing that I was supposedly the peddler of stories. He was making wild handmovements that brushed every particle of air he could reach, and he was wobbling dangerously on the stool in his drunken stupor.
"Huge ships! They move fast, as fast as a reindeer at top speed!" He was saying, "They're powered by the Northern Water Benders, and they're Fire Nation grade! It's amazing I tell you, amazing and disturbing! They're all headed for the Southern Tribe!!"
Everyone gasped except me, and they started yelling at the Fire Nation, and the Northern Water Tribe for things like, treason, traitorous acts, and idiocy. I held up my thickly gloved hand, that no longer looked like the elegant hand that was really mine, but instead the rough thick hand of a traveler, thanks to all the gloves. Everyone looked at me and I picked up a nearby brush and someone handed me a piece of parchment.
I dipped the brush in the elaborate ink bottle and work quickly, telling the story of the Northern Tribe's greed and the Fire Nation's wish for Revenge in a single picture. Everyone understood, and those that didn't were explained the story in words. I showed the reindeer and rhinoceros that belonged to them, and the people of the Southern Tribe bowing to the Northern Tribe. Someone decided they wanted the quick brush art, and paid me 5 gold for it, and paraded it around the village.
The truth, that I knew would eventually be blurred with lies. Under my hood I smirked and left the bar, having known of this news for quite some time. Returning to my little shack on the edge of the village, I ripped off my cloak and gloves, depositing them in the wardrobe and revealing my Lele outfit underneath, and the long natural green hair I had. Leaving from the back and going around the village so that nobody saw me, I returned to the village, oohed and ahhed at the man who'd bought my picture and was now repeating the story, and gathered as much news as I could, to send back to the Fire Nation via the real Cloaker, my hawk that was now perched upon my shoulder.
~ + ~
I stood, staring unblinkingly at the screaming townspeople. Lifting my arm, I heard a trickle of water rise behind me, and moving my arm in a graceful arc, I shot the water through a man, the water turning to ice just as it touched his sleeping clothes and stabbing through him. Smirking as I watched him die, I finished off the rest of his family, in the same manner. Letting the now red water splatter over a child, terrifying him, I continued to hone the blank expression I always wore.
A nearby water bender, also in his sleeping clothes removed the water from the child and threw it aside, commencing a fight with me. How foolish. I lifted both my arms to the lightening sky and a torrent of water rose behind me, and the water bender prepared himself to deflect the flood that was headed straight for him. As the water nearly collided with him, he held out his arms and cut through the water as though it were a peice of paper, but the rest of the water curled backwards, freezing into ice as it slammed into the bender from behind him.
The fight was getting dull, so while the man was on the floor, I stabbed a sliver of ice through his chest, pinning him to the dirt and driving the ice deep into the ground. I opened my fist slowly, and felt the ice taking root in the ground and spreading over his back. It would root the man there until he dissolved with the ground, and the thought almost brought a smirk to my lips.
Almost.
I turned around from the flaming village that was being ravaged by cannon balls, ice, and flames. Staring out at the clear ocean the blood red rising sun, I knew that soon, the Fire Nation would destroy this tribe. The sun was rising, and the moon leaving it's worshippers in the dust. Including myself. Closing my eyes I waited for the rush of energy that I felt at night drain away from me, and heard a step crunch on the ice. I opened my silvery eyes and turned to look at a little girl who was staring at me with wide eyes.
"Why?" She asked me in a voice that wasn't sad, merely curious.
I lifted my hand threateningly, but she didn't run off. Simply stared at me with wide eyes.
"You're awfully brave." I said quietly, lowering my hand and feeling a tendril of water rise up behind me, "So go die at someone else's hands." I raised my hand again and backslapped the air, causing the water to speed around me to follow my hand and slap the girl, and push her towards the fire benders. I felt a beam of sunlight hit my neck, and the water shivered, and fell to the icy floor, slowly freezing from the icy cold of the ground.
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