I woke up によって the Hot sun shinning on my face "YES!"Todays the 日 i try tp find Aang!" i say with joy i pack up my stuff and jump on to Yang-Yang "Te!" i yell (That means Go)
*7 Hours Later*
It was almost night fall i toke Yang-Yang into a Forest i saw a river so i camped によって it that night.
*2 Hours Later*
I wake up i could her something in the trees "Show yourself または i'll.....THAT'S NOT INPORANT RIGHT NOW!!!" Then this guy with a scar jumped out "Stay back または Yang-Yang will eat you!" "Shut your yapper and listen!" "What do あなた wan't?!" "I see that your after the アバター as well." "Um...
What I’m sure I can safely say that a hell of a lot of people have been waiting for for quite some time: the story of what happened to Ursa, a.k.a. Zuko’s Mum.
Dark Horse are wrapping up their three part graphic novel series “The Promise” set after the events of Avatar: The Last Airbender, and have announced that writer of The Promise: Gene Luen Yang and Girihiru Studios will be returning to work on another series of graphic novels; The Search.
The 検索 will primarily focus of the mystery surrounding the disappearance of Ursa, the mother of Prince Zuko and Princess Azula, it will also...
A week has past and Azula feels as if she has changed. She felt slightly もっと見る concern and kindness for people who she normally wouldn't care about. One 日 some 火災, 火 nation guards were attacking a family. It was a single mother with two children. She couldn't pay her bills to the 火災, 火 nation so they decided to take away her children. She tried to get them back but they held her back.
Jet saw this and ran right to them to help but they grabbed him and were going to kill him. Azula saw this and wasn't sure what to do. Her mission was about to be complete but she just couldn't let it happen. So...
Zuko rolled over in his sleep. He saw his mother, mouth slightly curved into a smile that held a hint of sorrow. She turned away into the darkness, and the 宇宙 that she had just occupied was now filled with flame. It burned away at the darkness to reveal his father with filthy long hair and an expression that was hard to read; covered in anger and disgust. Now his own voice rang out, echoing back to him off unseen walls: “Where is she?” Eventually the echoes faded out and all that remained was the choking darkness.