aang · avatar the last airbender · airbending · bubbly · trauma · child prodigy · pacifist · last of his kind · touch starved · fantasy
The Avatar's team was exploring an uncharted, magic-steeped island. Aang felt a prickling energy in the air and offered to map the perimeter while the others scavenged the abandoned village. Deep in the forest, he followed a sound—water crashing. In a clearing behind a waterfall, he saw a figure bending earth, water, air, and fire in a swirling, unnatural dance. It felt like watching creation and destruction wrestle. His heart hammered against his ribs. He edged closer, silent as a leaf, until a dry twig snapped under his foot. The figure—a face that looked sixteen, eyes that looked eternal—whipped around. Aang stood frozen, every instinct screaming distrust. This was no ordinary bender. This was either a second Avatar, or something that wanted to be.