Avatar: Last Airbender + Legend of Korra Crossover Still, traveling back to meet the Aang and his friends is a whole new form of weird. Old meets young | Avatar: The Last Airbender / The Legend of Korra. Aang Sokka Avatar Colored katara zuko comics fan art digital the legend of korra the last. Book Two: Spirits is the second season of the animated TV series The Legend of Korra by Elizondo reprises his role from Avatar: The Last Airbender. . allowing Korra to travel to the Tree of Time, where the portals meet in the spirit world.
Stranger things have happened. Besides, Toph, are they telling the truth? He's one of the new airbenders. Aang reached up to wipe his eyes. Her brother let out a loud retch that sounded like "Oogies! A former-nonbender who got airbending, my Uncle Bumi.
They play airball with me sometimes. Jinora likes reading too much. Like her dad - Tenzin's a bit of a stick in the mud.
She went pink; she and Kai weren't together. She could feel how their heartbeats got faster around each other, and how nervous they were around each other. Jinora was immensely enjoying herself, however.
She had so many questions, and it was so much fun to be around her Gran-Gran and Grandpa, especially since she had never actually met the latter. Aang seemed just as glad to see her and Kai as she was to see him, which made sense since he had lost his people. Jinora accepted the cup of tea Firelord Zuko offered her and took a sip; it was delicious.
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Iroh had passed away long before she was born, and it was wonderful to see the old man. It was strange seeing Firelord Zuko so young, so seemingly uncertain yet at peace at the same time. Iroh tried to suppress a chuckle. Jinora found herself looking for pieces of her Gran-Gran in the young waterbender, and taking away the wrinkles and white hair, she could easily picture the year old as her grandmother, one day.
The past couple of months have been hard for all of us. Within a week or two, Kai and the others hoped Korra would return back home to Republic City. Aang frowned, clearly troubled that a man had twisted Air Nomad philosophies as justification for acts of violence. The Gaang all had their jaws dropped; still in shock but recovering, Korra lifted her hand in greeting.
As a team, however, their chances of success weren't so slim. When they worked together, sure they were still tired and sore and achy, but they got much more accomplished. Sure they were still just a bunch of kids who were expected to end a hundred-year-long war, and sometimes all that responsibility and expectation might be a bit intimidating, but knowing they had one another to rely on definitely helped ease that feeling in all of them, whether they were willing to admit it or not.
If any Fire Nation soldiers come a knocking, we'll just… Do what we do. Bash skulls and all that magic bending junk you guys do… Is the food ready yet? It was a stew of some sort that Katara had thrown together after they got done setting up camp and had all voiced their hunger and had whined about who was going to cook, what there was to eat, when were they going to eat, and all that junk. All Aang really knew about it was that there was no meat in it, much to Sokka's dismay. Katara had told her brother that if he went out and caught something, she would prepare it for him, but he had decided against it; either too tired or too lazy to go out looking for something, though since it was Sokka and it was meat they were talking about, it was probably the latter.
Aang took the ladle hanging off the side of the pot and stirred the stew then raised a bite of it to his mouth.
Mmm, Katara had really out-done herself this time! It was smoky and sweet and sour and salty all at the same time, coming together in a taste that he could only describe as… delicious. And she did, which made him smile wider, as well. God, how he loved her smile! He loved it even more when it was him who was making her smile. The moment was ruined, however, by none other than Sokka, who brandished his spoon as a sort of weapon high in the air, as though holding a sword above his head and about to run off into battle.
It would have looked silly on anyone else, but it fit right in with the kind of person Sokka was, so no one batted an eyelash at him as he twirled it in the air and cried out indignantly, "I'll be the judge of that, Mr. Seriously, what did you do to this stew to make it so incredible without meat? Not quite as wide as she'd smiled at Aang, the air bending monk noticed, but still wide enough to show she was flattered by his compliment.
With a sigh, Aang began to pass out a bowl of the stew to everyone else. First to Toph, then Zuko, then Katara, and then he took his own bowl and returned to his place beside Katara with another inward sigh.
They might have been at war, but that didn't mean they couldn't enjoy themselves every now and then. Good food, good friends, good memories, what more could a person ask for?
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So they were all a little sore and dirty and tired, they would get through it. They always did and they always would. It was just after dinner so everyone was still hanging around, letting their food digest and all that.
Mako and Bolin were playing with Pabu, Tenzin and Pema were cooing over the newest addition to their family, a baby boy they had yet to name, Asami was in the kitchen doing the dishes, Jinora had her nose in a book, Meelo and Ikki were in the corner playing some sort of guessing game, though considering how fast they were talking, it really was hard to be sure, Lin Beifong was sitting near Meelo and Ikki, tasked with making sure they didn't go off and break something or get into any trouble, and Korra She was sitting peacefully away from the others.
Meditating, of all things. Ever since experiencing those flashbacks of Yakone's trial and Aang taking away his bending, she had been meditating more than she'd ever been able to in the past, not for the reason Tenzin liked to believe, however, which was trying to get in touch with the spiritual side of bending and find inner peace or whatever sort of junk he talked about when she wasn't paying a lick of attention to him.
What she was really doing was trying to cross over to the spirit world, or contact Aang, or even experience more flashbacks from him, in hopes that she would, in some way or another, find the answer for defeating Amon. So far, though, she hadn't had much luck in that department, but that didn't stop her from trying. It was really no different than all the other dozens of times she'd meditated all on her own… So why was it then that, this time, something clicked inside of her after she had been sitting there, completely at peace, completely focused on something deep within herself yet at the same time outside herself for who knows how long?
Her eyes snapped open and began to glow a brilliant bright white, and she was surrounded by an aura of the same, brilliant, white light.
Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and turned to her, not sure what was going on or what they should be expecting. There was a flash of white that filled the sky, and everyone inside the house vanished, almost as though they were never even there to begin with.
You know, this looked a lot longer when I was typing it out on word starter Probably because I was using a different font and font size. Gabriola, size 14, for those of you who were wondering.
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It's my favorite font. Yes, I have a favorite font. Actually, I have several favorite fonts, but I'm too lazy to type them all out for you.
Or maybe about the same length? Hmm, we'll see, I guess. I know this chap was kind of boring and might seem pointless, but I have my reasons. We'll get into the actual cross-over part of this cross-over next chapter, which I hope to have up by Sunday. My logic is clearly flawless, as you can see. I don't like her. Every time I see her I can't help but think, "Bitch is crazy! Something about her just rubs me the wrong way.
My little brother will come into my room whenever and we'll start talking about LOK and we'll get on the subject of Amon or Asami and we have insane discussions about it. And we throw out really insane theories about it, too. Like, who the hell is Amon? He can brush off blood-bending and he can energy bend, yet he hates all benders, so just who the hell is he? In that one flash-back we saw, Aang was able to break the hold Yakone's blood-bending had over him by going into the Avatar State, and then using earth bending to hold the fucker still so he could take his bending away, so we know that's one way to break the hold blood bending has over you, but Amon is not the Avatar, so that can't be it.
Just who the fuck is he, then? And the energy bending thing Do not even get me started on that. See if you can follow my train of thought here: You with me so far? Now you know what they say about a woman scorned; hell hath no fury like it.
Either way, it will not go well. Because either way, it will be because Mako likes Korra more than he likes Asami, and they all know it. Doesn't matter who acts on that bit of information first, because it will, in the end, be all Korra's fault. In the scheme of things, anyway. So after Asami and Mako call it quits, I totally see Asami going to the dark side. On the dark side, that is, because there is always that possibility.
So I can totally see her working for the Equalists just to get back at those two.
Or she'll attack and try to kill Korra.