May 6: Avatar the Last Airbender. “Close Call”
Title: Close Call
Day/Theme: May 6: metempsychotic break
Series: Avatar the Last Airbender
Character/Pairing: Katara, Aang
Rating: PG (slight spoiler)
She was finally sure he would live. This time. She was still shaken at how close it had been. It chilled her to think of the times she had considered using the healing water for something else (particularly the most recent time). He might’ve really died without it.
He can’t die! part of her raged. We need him too much!
More than you needed your mother? another part of her said. You thought she couldn’t die either. And she did. You believed with the faith of a child. You can’t afford to be a child anymore. Heroes DO die. Children and loves are left behind. This is the way of a world at war.
I haven’t been a real child for years, she argued with herself. None of us have. They took that away from us.
Not the faith though. You still cling to childish beliefs. What will you believe in when he does die? Because, hero or not, he IS still a child. And he may not live to be anything else.
Stop it! He will live and he’ll save us all. He’ll save the whole world.
Everyone hopes so. The good news is that even if he doesn’t, you’ve given the world another chance. If he had died in the avatar state, he would’ve been lost. Now if he dies, he can still be reborn. In the Water Tribes this time. Maybe you’ll get to see him again in his next incarnation. Maybe he’ll be one of your own children.
Katara was crying now. A tear fell on the arrow tattoo on Aang’s brow and his eyelashes fluttered. She held her breath, thinking he might wake up, but after a moment he relaxed again and was still. It was enough to stir the hope in her heart.
Child or not, he is still a hero. And childish or not, I still believe.
Day/Theme: May 6: metempsychotic break
Series: Avatar the Last Airbender
Character/Pairing: Katara, Aang
Rating: PG (slight spoiler)
She was finally sure he would live. This time. She was still shaken at how close it had been. It chilled her to think of the times she had considered using the healing water for something else (particularly the most recent time). He might’ve really died without it.
He can’t die! part of her raged. We need him too much!
More than you needed your mother? another part of her said. You thought she couldn’t die either. And she did. You believed with the faith of a child. You can’t afford to be a child anymore. Heroes DO die. Children and loves are left behind. This is the way of a world at war.
I haven’t been a real child for years, she argued with herself. None of us have. They took that away from us.
Not the faith though. You still cling to childish beliefs. What will you believe in when he does die? Because, hero or not, he IS still a child. And he may not live to be anything else.
Stop it! He will live and he’ll save us all. He’ll save the whole world.
Everyone hopes so. The good news is that even if he doesn’t, you’ve given the world another chance. If he had died in the avatar state, he would’ve been lost. Now if he dies, he can still be reborn. In the Water Tribes this time. Maybe you’ll get to see him again in his next incarnation. Maybe he’ll be one of your own children.
Katara was crying now. A tear fell on the arrow tattoo on Aang’s brow and his eyelashes fluttered. She held her breath, thinking he might wake up, but after a moment he relaxed again and was still. It was enough to stir the hope in her heart.
Child or not, he is still a hero. And childish or not, I still believe.