Avatar the Last Airbender Debate discussion

Just thought I'd update this every time someone post something about their character memories, and then we can come back here for reference or just to know more about a character.

Troy Trent Shana:

“it’s a boy…” The woman said. “A boy… Trent, look at your brother…”
The young boy looked down into the dark eyes of the whining baby.
“It’s gross…” The boy said.
“It’s not gross… it’s your brother.”
“I want him gone now…”
“It doesn’t work like that…”
“It should.”
There were three loud raps on the door and without the say so a man walked into the door.
“Hi daddy!” Trent smiled and ran to his father and hugged him.
“Hey Trent.” The man said, “I saw some kids outside.”
“Really?!” Trent gasped and ran outside to play with the kids.
“It’s a boy…” Rita said.
“A boy…. That’s wonderful.”
“Pater…” Rita said, “I can’t do this, you cannot corrupt my children.”
“I am and I WILL corrupt MY children.” Pater said.
Rita began crying, and Pater grabbed up the boy from his wife, and walked for the door. “Name. What’s his name?”
“Troy.”

“Mama…” Troy said curling up with his mother. He was almost three years old. “What’s this…?” He asked patting his mother’s stomach. “Why you big?”
“Troy… don’t do that.” Rita said. “It’s my baby… I’m pregnant.”
“ewwwwww”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“Babies are icky!”
Rita laughed, and started playing with her son.
“Stop that immediately.” A man said.
“Yes sir…” Rita stammered.
“Trent’s father is here.” Pater said.
“Jason?” Rita said moving toward the door. “Jason!”
A man of about thirty years of age entered the room and he kissed Rita on the spot. “I’m sorry Rita… I’m sorry…”
“Sorry?”
“I’m…. sorry.” Then Jason fell to the ground, dead.
“PATER!” Rita howled. “You idiot!” She fell to the ground tears welling in her eyes, “How could you!?”
“Rita. Clean up this mess.”

“Mommy?” Troy asked as he was shaken awake.
“We’re going to go for a little ride.” She said.
“But—“
“NO BU—no… just go Hun.”
“Mmmmhmmm” Troy stood and dressed himself then found his mother and took her hand.
“Mom?” Trent asked.
“Yes?”
“When will my brother be born?”
“Soon sweety. Soon.”
“Where’s dad?”
“Gone.”
“Gone?”
“On a trip… to one of his other families.”
“Other families?”
“yes… he’s had a wife, but she died, then he married again and had a daughter, but his wife was imprisoned.”
“I have a sister?” Trent, who was thirteen now asked.
“no… a step sister… but it hardly counts. You’ve never met. It’s his and another’s.”
“Wouldn’t that be a half sister?”
“No… he’s not your father.”
“What?”
“And he’s married to a woman in the fire nation… they’re trying for a child.”
“Where are we going?” Troy asked.
“Away.”


“WRAAAAHHHHHHHHGGGGAAHAHHHHHH”
“MOM!” Trent called. “SOMEBODY HELP! MOM IS IN TROUBLE!”
“Trent… it doesn’t matter… just… COME!”
both Troy and Trent ran to his mother, through the alleyway of the back alley they had been living in for the past couple of weeks.
"Troy back off!" Trent growled, "Go!"
"I wanna help mommy!"
"GO!"
"But--"
"I wish you weren't here!" Trent yelled loudly, which sent Troy into a crying fit, running away and into a corner.
“Uhmmm… Push?” Trent said awkwardly. Rita began pushing.
After quite some time Rita was sobbing, and Trent was drying off a crying baby girl in an old rag from his mothers case.
“Mother…?” Trent asked, “What’s her name?”
“her name… is… Sha-na…” she sobbed. “Shana!”

Zarya:

(Technically Neredia)

Long ago, When i was still only eight months pregnant, a man came to me, and spoke only three words. "How's the baby?" i knew he wasn't someone to be trusted so i responded simply, and curtly and was on my way. Then on the ninth month i bade farwell to my husband, he was going on a fishing trip. But on his boat i saw the same man. Then, three months later, my baby, Zarya was born, and it was the happiest time of my life, only, my husband wasn't there, and he should have been back weeks ago... but then a man--the same man--came up to me and told me that my father had died. the ship had sank.... but he was on that boat too... how did he get off? I never knew... but the reason this story is important...

Sira and Archer:

Archer sat down by the shore, his pole in his hand, waiting for a bite. His father smiled at his younger brother, who was trying to tell the worm on his hook that wasn't meaning to hurt him. On an island not too far out, teenagers practiced fire bending, the instructer a old man. Archer suddenly got an idea. He watched the kids, then took pose and did what they did, his father watched, not letting any expression get past him. Archer, only about 8 then, jumped up into the kick, hoping to make fire but knowing he wouldn't, was surprised when a long stream came off his foot, and part of it hit Arak.
Arak scraemed and cried that day, so little he couldn't understand wy Archer hurt him. Archer cried too, and swore he would never fire bend again, because he caused his gentle baby brother to make a scare on his arm. Archers father came to where he was hiding. "Archer." he said, and Archer burried his face in his knees.
"I won't ever fire bend again." he said.
"No, Archer, you are of the few who have the blessing." His father said, holding his head up to see him. "But you must be careful. Fire can destroy more easly that it cannot. You must grow up and protect those you love with the thing that destroys most."



Sira spun around in a flash. No one steals from her ship and gets away with it. There! A flash of clothing moving behind the building! She took off, running fast toward it. She skidded on the turn. The boy looked at her with wild eyes and then took off in the other direction, leaping off a bail of hair onto the roof. She followed doing the same. Dang he was fast! 'Pirate boy!!!' she yelled. The villagers were all yelling at her now, the young girl running on the roofs, the odd girl who arrived in port as a first mate at age 12. The roof ended, what would the boy do? He leaped, barly landing on the next one, Sira's eyes widened, then she jumped. She screamed, and hung on by one hand, they were high up. The hay on the roof was slipping. This was the end. She closed her eyes tight. She didn't see the young boy grab her hand and drag her onto the roof. She didn't see Azula on the ground, watching carefully in her disguise. She opened her eyes and took a deep breath. Was this heaven? With bright blue skies? A face stuck in front of her's. It was him! How...? 'You...' she started. The boy sat back and looked at her.
'I didn't steal it.' he pointed out right away, 'i only took what was mine! Your captin came here last here, this was my mothers.' He held up the gold necklace. Sira was still recovering from her shock. They started at each other for a second.
'Keep it... put it on..' she murmered, standing up. 'Sneak away now. Ill say i lost you, pirate boy.' The boy grinned and leaped off the other side of the roof.
Sira sighed and looked at the soles of her feet. They were singed from Azula's fire whip. 'I shouldn't have let him get away.' she muttered, knowing it was more then a fiar trade. A life for a necklace.
Sira did her best not to look in pain when she came to the deck the next morning. Azula walked out of the cabin, with the boy trying to fight her iron grip. 'I except you to all welcome out new shipmate!' she growled at everyone. 'Sira! You teach him!' Azula turned around and matched back into her cabin. Everyone else hurried to their jobs.
They glared at each other. Sira took a step back and held back a gasp of pain. The boy saw, dang it. 'Hello. I'm Archer.' He said, looking at the open sea.
'I am Sira, pirate boy.'



"Captin!" Johnny said running aross the deck. "Someones here!"
"Someones here?" Sira said, raising her eyebrows. "Well, who is it?"
"Someone named Pater."
"Thank you Johnny." Sira walked across the deck to meet the man at the bridge. He had that poewrful air around him. And he had gaurds. Sira resisted glaringm, this wasn't fire nation land yet. She must be careful. "I'm sorry sir, but were not a trading ship."
The man halfed smiled. "We know who you are. Miss Asiranese Lark." All somewhat happiness dropped from Sira face.
"Who are you." she said, her voice low and cold. From what she could tell none of her crew heard her real name. She left that name years ago, when she left her family. She was Sira now. That was that.
"You are a powerful bender are you now?"
Sira didn't answer, except with a dark glare, making a gouard in the back gulp.
"I would please if you would join me. We could use a..genrel of your ability."
"I'm sorry sir, but we are just a small ship that has nothing to offer. We are leaving as of now. Please leave."
The dark man nodded, not lifting his eyes from Sira. "When Azula is dead, Asiranese, you have a position open with me."



Archer rushed back out to the wet, stormy deck. "Sira!" he screamed over the waves, the thuder.
"Over here!" She yelled back, barley holding onto the chain that would save their lives. "Archer! Help!" she said, her hands were bloddy from the chain. Archer dashed over, grabbing her hands and the roped, they barly dragged it back onto the deck. "Help me." Sira whispered, breathless, and she warmed the chain, firebending it back to the rest of the boat. Together they whleded it back on.

*****
Archer spun Sira around the middle of the town square, at night. "I love you." He whispered. He saw one of Sira's rare smiles.
"I love you too." she replied.

Tandia

Aeros:

the world around Hudorai disappeared... colours flew, and sound stopped... it kept turning until her head felt like falling off... then everything stopped, and she looked around a room where three figures sat talking in a corner.
Where am i? she thought, taking a step closer, and the image cleared... It's... It's me... us... She was looking at a memory... her mother and Aeros... talking to her... she was... happy. Hudorai watched as her 7-year old self giggled when her brother told her a joke... What did i do? she wondered, as a single tear ran down her cheek... She'd left Aeros all alone... without her there was no knowing what could have happened... she had to find him. This had been a mistake... The world came back into focus and she was lyiing in the dirt at Miyu's feet.


"Hey!" a voice said to the little five year old Aeros, "You should go outside."
Aeros looked up, "Who are you?" it was a man, with long black hair,
"that doesn't matter, but i think you'll want to be outside right now."
Aeros nodded to the strange man in his house and fled outside.
“Mommy!” Aeros asked.
“Not now Aeros. Go inside with your sister… play with her for a bit more.”
“But I am just, reeeeaaaaaallllllyyyyy hungry!”
“Five more minutes.”
Katara stood in the snow with her brother, Sokka, staring intently into the eyes of Pater.
“Why will you not leave us alone!?” She asked once Aeros had fled back to the house, but he was listening through the open window.
“Please… go.” She spluttered.
“Go.” Sokka repeated.
“I just want to see your daughter!” Pater said, “I just want five minutes alone with her.”
“I think not.” Katara said sternly.
“Where is your husband, perhaps he will see reason.”
“My husband is dead. Your daughter killed her!”
“My… daughter?”
“Yes.” Katara said flatly, “Thalia… Azula’s daughter.”
“Thalia… a killer?” Pater said. “I’m so—“he thought better than to finish that sentence.
“Leave this place immediately!” Katara said.
“As you wish lady Katara…”
And then Pater left.

“Why do we have to move Mommy?” Aeros asked sadly.
“Because uncle Zuko wants us to move in with him so he can keep us safe.”
“But… Mae is scary.” Aeros said.
“She’s not so bad.” Katara said. “Now go find your sisters.”
Aeros nodded and came back with a black haired little girl, his age—five, and a tiny three year old girl with dark brown hair hanging down her face.
“Khana!” Katara smiled, “Come here you!” She scooped up her fire bending baby and kissed her on the head and lead the other children into the yard.

“What do you mean it’s your child?” Mae asked, shocked at this sudden announcement. “Well…” Zuko said slowly, “It’s a long story Mae, but I just thought you’d want me to tell you that… I had a baby with Katara…”
“You were wrong!” She gasped.
“But look at her face… she’s really cute!” Zuko said picking up Khana.
“Come along Korina.” Mae said leading her daughter out of the room.
“Mae—“Zuko was cut off by loud knocking. He turned around and opened the door.
An old man stood there with Aeros by his side.
“This boy was in my house.” Pater said.
“Aeros!” Zuko gasped, “Bad boy!”
“MLEH!” Aeros mocked.
“I’m so sorry!”
“It is alright.”
“Did he break anything.”
“No, but he tried to steal this…” Pater said holding up a black sphere with a strange symbol on it.
“I’m sooo sorry!” Zuko said again.
“Would it be alright if I spoke to all of your children?”
“Um… I suppose so.” Zuko said, “Korina won’t be allowed, see my wife is—“
“that is fine… really I just wish to meet Hudorai.”
“Oh, ok.”
“Hudorai!”
“Yes?” Asked the little black haired girl.
“This man wants to speak with you.”
“Zuko!” Mae called as Zuko handed over the girl. “We need to talk.”
“Just a minute…” Zuko said running toward Mae.
Aeros looked to his sister as the man knelt down and whispered something to her. He smiled at her and then turned and walked away.
Hudorai came back into the house smiling wider than ever before. “Ha!” She said to Aeros. “I know something you don’t know!”


"no." Aeros said. "Hudorai!"
Hurdorai dived at Shana, grabbing her shoulders, making contact. Shana then realized what was happening and took that moment to absorb the airbending skills of Hudorai, allowing the airbender to push her to safety. Hudorai didn't scream. She looked to Aeros and winced in pain, the looked down to her stomach where her violet robes were stained with much blood. The sharp half of an icicle protruding, dripping with blood. She looked back to Aeros, and she smiled.
The night after that Aeros hadn’t slept… he stayed awake watching as the others slept… and how Zarya had been in a strange trance.
Then a man approached… but Aeros was pretty sure he wasn’t really there. He knelt down and whispered in his ear, “Hudorai… you’re really special. You and your airbending. You could help me one day… but before that can happen we have to rid of your mother… I will convince someone I know to destroy her… and when that happens you will be free… ready to pursue your destiny.” Then he smiled and walked away.
“I know something you don’t know.” Aeros said whispered knowingly.
Tandia had woken up and looked at him “And what’s that?” She asked.
“Wha--? Oh nothing…”
“Alrighty then…”

“Raelynn…” Aeros said, “who is that man?” Aeros was pointing to her father’s room where a man with gray hair was walking away.
“I… don’t know.” She replied staring as the man walked away. Then a girl with black hair stepped out of the room as well and turned to Aeros, with a worried look on her face. “AEROS!” She called before dispersing.
Aeros ran toward the king’s room and burst through the door. “Sir!” He called as he saw the dreadful sight in front of him. The man was in pain, lying on the floor, a broken bottle lay beside him.
Aeros helped him up, and then handed his care over to Raelynn, and then ran after the man with gray hair, but he was gone.

Raelynn:

"Auntie Jemma!" Raelynn ran up, her braid swishing behind her. "I have been practicing!"
Jemma turned and looked down at Raelynn. "Hey my little Rae of sunshine, I'm so proud of you! Use your gift."
Raelynn earthbended a small boulder in the shape of a perfect sphere. "See!?"
"Good job dearest. Now come with me, I have someone I want you to meet." Jemma took Raelynn by the hand and led her through a dark alley.
"Pater, honey? I've brought Rae." Jemma called into the darkness.
Pater stepped out into the light and smiled crookedly. "She'll be perfect, insight to the royal family..."
Raelynn cringed and hid behind Jemma. "Auntie Jemma, can we leave? I'm scared."
Pater yanked Raelynn's arm and knelt, eye level with her. "You will do as I say, or you won't see Jemma every again."
Raelynn's eyes brimmed with tears. "Don't hurt Auntie Jemma." She whispered.
Pater stood and hit Jemma hard across the face. "What was that Princess?"
"Stay away!" Raelynn shot a huge boulder at Pater, knocking him into a wall.
Pater growled, but smiled all the same. "You'll be perfect."

Airbenders

Claire

Fajra

Ammos, Tychi and Alli:

Ammos was six when his mother was in danger. He and Tychi had been running away from the burning village with their two parents, and their younger sister... with their only family.
"Moira!" Ammos' father Fytevo called, "Take them--run!"
Moira stopped and embraced her husband, kissing him for a moment. "I love you..."
"GO!"
Moira turned to her twin children and said, "RUN!" then she turned and scooped up Allinos. "C'mon Alli..."
Ammos was very scared, he didn't know what was going on, only that he was never going to see his daddy again. "Daddy!" he cried, letting go of Tychi's hand, "Daddy!" he started running for her dad, when Tychi ran and stopped him,
"You can't..." She said, "if you do... you'll die!"
"I don't care!" He cried, tears streaming down his face, "I need to see daddy! I'll save him!"
"AMMOS!" Tychi yelled, also crying, "NO!"
She managed to pull Ammos back to the right track, "I love you daddy!" he called over his shoulder as the fire came closer to his dad.
Ammos stopped in his track, and turned to see the fire engulf his daddy...
"NOOOOO!" He screamed, calling out loudly, "DADDY!" Then he earthbended for the first time, even though both of his parents were sure that he wasn't a bender...
He bended the sand and he, his two sisters and his mother were swallowed into the ground. But just before he went under... he saw an old man's face...

Shade and Eowyn

Pater

Soooo Pater killed the parents of:

Troy, Trent, Shana, Zarya, Aeros, Raelynn, Claire, Ammos, Tychi, Alli.... wow.... jerk