《Avatar: Awakened Gamer》Chapter 8: Bros
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As Aang fell off the ship, by using I could tell that he wasn't injured. But had entered an unconscious state.
I kept my eye on Zuko and charged at Aang, trying to stop him from falling on the cold water. Things changed with my presence, I didn't want to take any chances with this. What if the ship's propeller slashed his body to bits? Or even drowning? I didn't want to take a chance on these things.
As I started running, an intense wall of flames blocked my way, the heat almost made my skin blister. But due to Gamer's body, only a small amount of HP is lost. No damage was taken on the outside. I looked at the attacker.
Iroh, who had been passive most of the time, looked at me with a cold gaze. "Sorry, but I can't let someone like you fight against my nephew. You are too dangerous."
Hm? What did he mean by that? I didn't have time to contemplate that as another blast of fire came my way. I dug my feet in the ground and carefully used the tip of my spear to disperse the fire. I took a lot of damage, and my HP dropped by 15% in one attack.
Iroh skillfully controlled the flames to form a circle, entrapping me. "Stay where you are, young man."
[You have got a new Title!]
"Uncle! We need to take care of him or else he will stop us from capturing the Avatar." I dismissed the notification as Zuko threw a ball of flames towards me.
With a swipe of my spear, I dispersed the fire, but by doing that, I started noticing the dark scorch marks that had started appearing around my weapon. It was crudely made of whale bones, so it wasn't made to resist flames like this.
"You are good with the spear," Iroh complimented me. "You might not be the best out there, but you are a fast learner."
I didn't take his words seriously, now wasn't the time to contemplate such things. Instead, a small calm smirk made its way onto my face. "Well, it was a pleasure meeting you all."
"Where do you think you will be going? Helping the Avatar is a crime." Zuko narrowed his eyes and snorted. "You will be transferred to our prisons."
I didn't need to answer him. A torrent of water came out and Aang stood in a reverse whirlpool and looked down on us all, his eyes and tattoos glowed ominously. He landed on the ship, his foothold was very stable but his hands moved in a Waterbending stance. Aang's movements were perfect, as they were done over thousands of years. Lifetimes of bending experience were transferred all in this singular moment.
"What's that?" Questioned Zuko before Aang made a ring of water around himself and expanded it, knocking everyone off the ship. Even Iroh was pushed back by the cold water and his flames doused out.
Seeing the torrent of water coming at me too, I immediately knew that Aang couldn't tell the difference between friend and enemy in that state. As the water hit me, it was cold. The next thing I felt was the sensation of falling and saw the cold sea below me. But by using my spear, and jabbing it into an opening in the ship's metal plates I was barely able to hold on to the side of the ship.
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Thanks to Gamer's Body, the cold I felt from being doused in freezing water didn't last too long. But I was now stuck and could only hold into my spear's handle to stop myself from falling into the ice sea below. I pulled myself up and jumped back on the ship by twisting my body and doing a backflip for momentum. I was able to get back on board.
Damn... It was quite amazing how good my body could move. The Agility stat translated to both physical speed and acrobatics too. Something that wasn't necessarily correlated normally, but to the Gamer Interface it's the same.
But I stopped thinking about my ability being amazing when Aang's body slumped on the ground tiredly. I went and grabbed him and waved at Appa. The sky bison landed next to us and let down his tail as a way to get on him.
"Good boy." I complimented Appa, and he huffed in response. Had no idea what that meant, but I will take it as him saying 'You are Welcome' to me.
Putting Aang over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes, I ran up Appa's tail and let the Avatar down, and took the sky bison's reins. "Appa, yip, yip!" The big bison flew in the sky with a swing of his tail.
Aang opened his eyes. "Katara…" he muttered softly. Looking at my sister with a sad gaze.
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We then started having a small talk in which he explained that he was the Avatar and got back to riding on Appa's head while I went and sat on the saddle. Katara immediately reignited her hopes into saving the world. I could see that in her eyes.
I on the other hand said my views on the matter. "You can chill, I don't expect to have a twelve-year-old kid just come and magically solve my problems."
Aang looked at me in surprise, Katara seemed a little annoyed. But she couldn't exactly argue against my logic.
"Then who will save the world?" Asked Aang. "The Avatar has done that for generations."
"Well, I am not saying you should not save the world," I clarified. "I just think that you should have a choice in the matter."
I didn't care about changing a whole world's culture just because I came from a more advanced one. But still, at least the twelve-year-old should have a choice on these things where his life would be endangered.
[+1 Wisdom]
"Running away once didn't do anything for me, so I won't be running away from my responsibilities again." Aang's eyes harmed and resolve was born in them.
I smirked at his answer. "Well, I can't let a twelve-year-old go and do the job of a Hero."
"Technically I am 112 years old," insisted the Air Nomad. "Ugh, I haven't cleaned my room in a hundred years…"
Well, he had a different priority, but I could understand where he was coming from, he didn't know what had happened in these 100 years.
Opening the interface, I looked at my skills and noticed that my Spear Mastery had gone up to level 5. Also, my new title called Fire Fighter gives me a boost in strength and agility when fighting against Firebenders.
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I needed this power, especially since I don't have access to ID Create. Raising my level will be hard, though… Maybe I could change this. After all, a Gamer Interface is usually limited by the world, but any skill that they get can be developed into a godly level.
So with that in mind… What would happen if I went to the Spirit World? After all, that was another world and it might give me some ability. To reach the spirit world I would need to level up Meditation. After all, showing everyone else that I didn't need sleep, even to someone like Aang and Katara was a big No. so I could train Meditation while pretending to sleep.
In this world, spirits existed. Getting mistaken as a possessed Sokka would ruin everything and I would be hunted down no matter where I went. Well, the slow change in personality would be better, I still have my sense of sarcasm which I and Sokka had in common. Though his luck with women was off the charts and every girl found him cute, in a dumb kind of way.
Though will I have the same luck as him? While I had experience in my first life with girls, they didn't throw themselves at me either. ,
…
We traveled through the day, Aang and I got to know each other. While he was still a young kid, there was undoubtedly a sense of Wisdom to him. Growing with old monks, they must have imparted a lot of wisdom in him.
"Young man, you shall bow eighteen times to your elders," Aang imitated an old man as he used some of Appa's white fur to make a fake beard.
I too had some of Appa's fur and used it to make a mustache. "Young Aang, technically you might be my Elder, but in mind, I am older. For your insolence bow me nineteen times."
"Young man Sakka, I am 112 years old, even your grandmother wasn't born during my time."
"Young Aang-"
"Can you two stop messing around?! You have been doing this for three hours straight!" Katara complained, ruining our bonding time.
"Yes, sorry~" Aang scratched the back of his head nervously. The guy had already fallen headfirst, with a crush on Katara, I don't think his temple had any girl disciples as the female monks lived in a temple of their own.
I on the other hand just rubbed my newly acquired Dumbledore beard, insisted. "Sorry sister, but my beard tells a story of wisdom. Listen to your elders."
"I apologize too, my excitement to learn Waterbending got the better of me." Katara ignored what I said and just apologized to Aang.
"Yeah, you are ruining our bro time. Also, my feelings were very hurt," my comment was ignored again as she went back to consoling Aang.
Though I saw the clenching of her fist and she probably wanted to punch me so bad. But had to keep her composure in front of Aang, after all, she didn't wanna burst and seem in front of someone she hadn't met for too long.
The TV show had skipped most of this stuff, but the Southern Air Temple was around a day away, even with Appa. So we had to stop at a nearby island, I think they did something similar in the show too. My presence might change things, but it will be logical and the world won't be destroyed just because I sneezed.
As we stopped and laid our sleeping bags down on a beach, I called over Aang and explained to him that we had to keep watch. Zuko was still after us, he wasn't the kind of guy to give up simply because of one loss and Aang got the same impression from him too.
"I will leave these kinds of things to you," he nodded. "I don't know anything about hunting or camping in the wild."
"Sokka's knowledge would be only in theory, so don't trust his skills too much," Katara came into our conversation and she got a knowing smug smirk on her face.
Did I somehow anger her? Or is she just being childish? Maybe both? Well, getting mad at kids wouldn't lead anywhere. Anger in general doesn't lead to good things.
"Well, at least I still know something. Maybe you can guide me? Queen of Wilderness that grew up with wolves," the sarcasm dripped out of my voice densely. She narrowed her eyes on me, her hand clenched into a fist.
"Grew up in the jungle?" Aang on the other hand seemed confused by my sarcasm and took it at face value. "Oh!" Then he seemed to realize. "That was sarcasm."
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After everyone went to sleep, Katara tried to make a comeback with insults against me but just failed horribly. So as a kind brother, I decided to take the first night watch and let her rest and give her time to think of better comebacks.
Also, I had to see how safe this shore was while the other two slept. It also gave me a chance to train with my spear, and after some time I got Spear mastery to Level 8.
Fwish!
Suddenly from the shadows, I saw something move...
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A/N: Sokka is very casual with Katara, she is his younger sister after all, so as siblings they will banter sometimes. To anyone without siblings, brother and sister fighting sometimes means nothing, and they still love each other.
P.S: Aang is a pretty friendly guy and easy to get along with.
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