Katara still wasn't entirely sure about this guy, but there was no way he was a firebender. He didn't have the body language of any bender. He just had a lot of expensive looking weapons. She wasn't sure about them either. The problem was he was the only person she had met up until now ( Read more... )

In the very instant that the half-demon felt himself plummet into that same blackness, he found himself landing on his feet, hard. The brief trip felt as though it had taken only a few seconds and fifty years at the same time, which, Dante would tell you, was fucking weird. And "fucking weird" coming from Dante had to mean something, considering ( Read more... )

Katara woke up first because Momo moved in her arms. She didn't open her eyes right away. It was warm, too warm ( Read more... )