Chapter 53

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Laying cold and unmoving on the floor, rested team Avatar, while my whole body trembled in shock. Not because I had been close to killing them, but because I had been very close to losing control, and it felt good, very good.

The feeling of overwhelming power coursing to my every fiber intoxicated my mind, with a rush of pleasure, enough to drive any man insane.

I had no idea things would play out like that.

The first time I entered this Avatar state was after the fusion; it was part of it; I hadn't used it, I knew how to use it, but I hadn't had the need to use it. Until today.

I was confident if push came to shove, I would be able to control myself, mostly because I hadn't had any problems keeping Vaatu and his emotions at bay, but this was totally different.

"Well, I ain't ready to use that," I repeated once more with a sigh as I healed Aang.

"Your Avatar state is vastly different to Raava's," Wan Shi Tong stated, "How they differ it's a mystery, but they feel completely different,"

Well, whatever it was, I had to learn how to control it; if I was to kill people, I wanted to be completely conscious, not high or mad with power. The idea of not being in control of my actions sickened me. And it was something I was not going to allow.

But at the very least, this slip of control would keep Aang out of my way; I knew that much. After all, people should either be loved or crushed. For if you do them minor damage, they will get their revenge; but if you cripple them emotionally or physically, there is nothing they can do. So I knew that if I ever needed to injure someone, I would do it in such a way that I would not have to fear their vengeance. And I had crushed him.

"Aang…?" Katara muttered as she stood up, rubbing her head in pain where the boomerang I had thrown hit her, "Aang!" She shouted as soon as she saw his broken body.

"Don't disrupt me," I said, as I restrained her body with water, "You can't heal him; you lack the skill to do so," I sighed, "He'll be fine,"

Anger, hate… fear, every emotion close to that spectrum was emanating from her; she hated me; the funny thing is that her hatred made me feel at home. It reminded me of my time in the Northern Water Tribe.

"He came close to killing me, you know?" I chuckled, "He was very close to ending my life; I just retaliated in kind,"

"Aang would never lower himself to your level," Katara spat.

I hummed, "Maybe not consciously, but when the boy goes to sleep, and the beast comes to play, all rules and morals are gone,"

"The avatar state," Katara muttered in shock.

"Yep," I chuckled, "He broke half of my body," It hurt like a bitch.

"Regardless of what he did… he doesn't deserve what you did," Katara hissed.

"Maybe, but if you think the Firelord will be more gentle… then this war is already lost for you," Maybe I went a bit overboard, but fuck you, Katara, if it weren't for me going Avatar on him, I would've died.

"This is—- Mmmmm" I had finally had enough and silenced Katara with a piece of ice covering her mouth.

"She is rather annoying," Wan Shi Tong commented.

"Yes," I nodded with a chuckle.

"How long do you think it will take you to heal him?" The Owl inquired as he inspected Aang on the floor.

"An hour or two," I answered, "I could speed the process to minutes using that power… but I'm not exactly comfortable using it,"

"Wise, it's best… at least for now," Wan Shi Tong agreed.

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After healing Aang completely, I helped Wan Shi Tong carry them out, with Katara still on her ice binds, to stop the temperamental teenage girl from doing something stupid.

"There you go… be free," I commented, putting her in the ground.

"Who the heck is he?" Toph inquired, jumping into a fighting position, but by her stance, it was clear she couldn't see me well, probably because of all the sand.

"He is the one that almost killed Aang," Katara spat.

"I am," I nodded.

Without skipping a beat, Toph attacked me with a wide attack of sand that I dodged with ease, "We don't have to fight, not anymore…" I sighed.

"Well, maybe you don't… but I do!" Toph said, continuing her sloppy assault of attacks that, thanks to her messed up Seismic sense on this uneven terrain, were pretty easy to avoid.

"Enough!" Wan Shi Tong growled, "Until today, my library was at peace… but every time humans come… they ruin my piece," his eyes glowed at that, "I will sink my library back to the spirit world, are you coming?" He added while looking at me.

"Yes," I nodded, jumping back to the library.

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[Aang POV]

At first I was angry at him, then I rationalized this anger was unbecoming of me, why did his presence annoy me so much. And why did this feeling of anger didn't feel like it was mine, it felt like someone was feeling it for me.

It felt forced, whoever this guy was… he wasn't worse than Ozai, and yet I disliked him more than Ozai for no apparent reason.

Then, when I was hesitating, he gave me a reason to hate him, he hit Katara, knocking her down.

And now I wanted to beat him, for the first time in my life I wanted to beat someone up, but even then… something, like a whisper was begging me to kill him but I didn't have the heart to kill anyone; life was precious no matter what, no matter how much I hated him right now.

Though it seemed my anger meant nothing to him, for like Sokka and Katara he defeated me rather swiftly. But before I blacked out, something forcibly pushed me back, like taking control of my body, while putting me in the back seat.

Unlike the previous times I had entered the Avatar state, this one felt like my emotions for him, forced. And I knew I was going to kill him no matter what I wanted.

Or so I thought.

The next thing I know, the library is gone and I'm on top of Appa. And while I had no proof or recollection of what happened after I was knocked out, I knew for some reason I had lost.

"Who was that guy?..." I muttered, deep in thought.