i really hope all the past avatars hang out and gossip like the ancestors in mulan
(coincidentally, I wrote a silly drabble about this a while back)
“And that’s why they call it the Legend of Korra.”
A round of applause greeted the end of the tale as Avatar Korra took an extravagant bow. “Thank you, thank you,” she smiled.
Another Avatar leaned back in his seat and nodded at his prodigy. “That was a good tale and all, although not quite as dramatic as my own, that being the Last Airbender.”
“Pfft,” came another voice. They all turned to face the previous airbending Avatar, Yangcheng. “How can you be the last airbender, Avatar Aang, if you fathered Tenzin who in turn fathered 4 airbenders who in their turn parented how many now?”
“Seventeen by the time I died,” Korra murmured, remembering all too clearly the hours she had been roped into babysitting the airbabies.
“Exactly,” Yangcheng smirked. “At least I created an era of peace that lasted a few years after my death. And they still tell my tale.”
The collected Avatars nodded in agreement, both from the knowledge that Yangcheng’s tale was still told, and from the fact that no one wanted to disagree with her. One of the Avatars began to ponder his own legacy and what stories he had left behind.
“Avatar Roku, what troubles you?” Yangcheng inquired.
Roku stroked his beard. “Only wondering my own legacy.”
“So go pop down to the capital and eavesdrop on a story or two,” Korra suggested.
Roku smiled. “Perhaps I’ll do just that.”
“Long ago, in the time of my great great grandfather’s grandfather, there lived an Avatar who was both strong and noble. He was born of the Fire Nation. This was back when there were Nations and Tribes, Civilizations and Kingdoms. The world was divided into the four elements and there was much disharmony between them. That was why the Avatar was so vital to this era, for the Avatar alone could connect the elements, the spirits, and energy itself.”
“But we can all do that now.”
“Yes, but you’re not listening to the story. Now hush.
“This Avatar was named Roku and he was a good son of the Fire Nation. He learned the fire element at a young age and spent many years of his life dedicated to the mastery over all the elements. It was this dedication that was his downfall.
“You see, Roku was in love.”
“Yes, that’s the only kind anymore. Now shush and listen.
“For many years he concealed this love, afraid to speak a word of it out of fear that he might loose this love. Thinking that perhaps his love would be forgotten with distance he traveled far far away to learn the elements and try to escape his love. His teachers would remark at how focused Roku was learning the elements and at the hours he spent developing his spiritual nature. None ever suspected that it was Roku’s escape from his ever present reality of missing his love.”
“He should have written a love letter.”
“They didn’t have email back then. Now be quiet.
“Finally, the day came when Roku was a fully realized Avatar. In great tribute to his accomplishments, the Fire Nation had the distinct honor to host a party for the Avatar. All were invited, including Roku’s love.
“The first time seeing his true love again was all that it took for the feelings to come rushing back and Roku knew that he should either confess his love or run away forever.
“So Roku married another, moved away, and lived out his life in relative peace. None knew of his first love until his final hours.
“‘Sozin! Why have you betrayed me?’ Roku shouted over the roar of the volcano.
“With a scornful look, Sozin answered, ‘You turned your back on me! Did what we have mean nothing to you at all?’
“Roku reached from the volcano and grasped his one true love’s hand. ‘It meant everything.’
“‘You ignored my every attempt to gain your love,’ Sozin cried. ‘I tried to give you the world! And instead, you threatened me with your powers. I’ve tried to see the silver lining, but this cloud has none. Your everything now means nothing.’
“With one final attempt, Roku grabbed Sozin and pulled him in close. Around them, the exploding volcano surrounded them with lava and flame. For one fleeting second the Firelord consented to an embrace. But it was too late. Sozin pulled away and left Roku behind.
“And that was the beginning of the Hundred Years War. So let this be a lesson to you, children. Never conceal your true feelings for fear of the unknown. Sometimes the unknown is exactly what you need. And if you don’t reveal them, you too could start a war.”
Avatar Roku remained still and did not turn to face the giggling Avatar Korra or the snickering Avatar Aang behind him. “Neither of you are going to breathe a word of this to Kyoshi.”