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Dragon's prey	By : ajj77sunhawk Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 20843 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Really sorry for the very late update. I have been swamped by travelling for work, and having to do a small surgery. Before all this was kindda stress from waiting for the operation and wrapping up work for the operation so I had a serious writers block. It's all good now, and this was written in recovery, so the block is gone and creative juices flowing again.
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Final Chapter : HOME
Life in the fire nation palace achieved a new kind of 'normal'.
The unification ceremony, gave Sokka all the rights and privileges of a Royal consort. It was kindda cool that he was recognized and respected where ever he went, but it kindda sucked that he was recognized and respected everywhere he went.
Sokka found that his bag of disguises were in active use, as he regularly ditched his body guards and went to 'check' on the state of his city and people. He rarely got into trouble, that was what he said… but as he never allowed injustice or bullying to pass.. he got into 'situations'. With the fire nation history such incidents were not alien. Like for instance, that one time when an overzealous bully of a city guard gave the suspicious 'Eastern Tradesman' a shiner and put him in lock up. The Guard had scoffed when Sokka tried to tell him he was making a big… no HUGE mistake. But the bully had not listened. Remembering his poor treatment by City Guards when he was with the Avatar, and wanting to teach the bully a lesson in being 'shit-ass-scary' Sokka decided that the guard needed to be taught the value of courtesy. He stopped protesting and much to the bully's confusion, settled in a corner of his cell to wait.
He did not have to wait long. The sun had not set for more than two hours before the 'lesson' was delivered via a raging FireLord.
That day, the City Guards all learned that they needed to 'courteously' check strange people to make sure they were not Royalty in disguise or else find their guard house reduced to dust, and all the guardsmen related to the center put on report. Random acts of violence towards prisoners had t be done with more care as the hand that had given Sokka a black eye had been broken in at least five different places.
Zuko had choice words to say to Sokka after that incident, but the Fire Lord was under no delusions that he could cage Sokka. As long as Sokka returned to the palace by dinner time, Zuko reluctantly and resentfully turned a blind eye to Sokka's weekly excursions.
From the second floor, Zuko, watched a little enviously as Sokka went through a complex set of fighting maneuvers with an ever increasing squadron of warriors. Life was sometimes seriously unfair, he had to deal with court while his mate and consort got to be out in the sun, stretching those gloriously tanned muscles.
Zuko was not quite sure how it had happened. It seemed to him that it happened over-night. From Sokka training his dozen body guards in sword techniques, he was suddenly training an elite squadron of non-bending warriors. The squadron was made up of men and women from all nations who had made their way to the fire nation to be trained by the most famous non-bender on the planet. Sokka had wanted to call them "The non-bending Super Squadron of Bender-Whopping excellence" but it was unanimously vetoed, by just about the rest of the world. The first truly multination non-bending squad was named officially "Rainbow Harmony" but was more commonly known as Sokka's Squad.
Zuko watched the training carefully as he made his way to the throne room. Each new trainee had to undergo a series of interviews and checks before being allowed near his mate. They were scrutinized and investigated thoroughly. Seven steps made up the process, any with even a hint of a suspicious past was sent home, before they even got close to Sokka. The sixth step involved a meeting with the FireLord himself who took great pleasure in explicitly warning the potential trainees, that while they could train with weapons with Sokka, wrestling was strictly forbidden, as was them initiating ANY form of physical contact with Sokka outside the training grounds. Sokka could whack them upside the head whenever he wanted to, any retaliation or hugging in response would be considered an act of treason by the FireLord, and they would be dismissed. The final selection process was an interview with Sokka himself, and as far as Zuko could tell the only exclusion criteria that Sokka had was his gut reaction identifying someone as a 'humorless-Jerk'.
Considering Sokka had once called him Jerkbender, Zuko strongly suspected that his younger self would have never made it into Sokka's Squad. Zuko was not quite sure if he should be insulted or relieved about that.
Sokka's Squad and his own deeds were having a different impact on the world. The bender-mania that had gripped the four nations when the elemental spirits had appeared was finally fading. Individual success and achievement, not just the ability to bend was fast becoming the measure of an individual. The world was finally moving in the direction of true unity. It was baby steps as yet, but the spirits willing – his grandchildren would experience a true world of balance and peace.
:P :D
Sokka roared with laughter, tears of mirth rolled down his face, spirits he wished he had been there! Aang grinned happily, more than pleased at having provided the best distraction, in the form of the story of Katara's and his errrr… visit to the South Pole.
It had not been a painful experience for Aang, not at all, pity he could not say the same for the rest of the South Pole, Headman Batek in particular.
Hokado had made it a habit to watch the skies for the air bison. He was no longer headman, he was no longer bound to the silence that had been poisoning his soul. He had had no word from his son in far, far too long. The village and council be damned. Ungrateful, the whole lot of them. He had begged, he had pleaded for them to rescind the ex-communication order on his son. His son who had sacrificed so much, who had saved the world. His pleas had been ignored, and his continued silence order.
Spirits damn them! He had done his duty, he had paid the price, now he would follow his heart.
So Hokado watched the skies in the hope of seeing a familiar speck in the distance. He had already decided that come spring, when the ice was passable, he would leave the South Pole. Till then his only hope was that his daughter would visit, and he would leave with them.
His vigilance had been rewarded when finally a familiar speck appeared in the horizon. Hokado quickly sleighed away from the village, signaling Appa, long before the air bison was spotted by the rest of the villagers. Hokado was relieved when he saw both his daughter and the Avatar. Both looked grim, and stared at him unsmiling. He did not give them a chance to say anything. The words he had swallowed for so long burned in his throat, and he greeted them with "Sokka had been unfairly exiied, and has left the village. I need you to take me north, so that I can be with him."
Those words healed any rift that may have formed between father and daughter. Katara burst into tears and threw herself into her father's arms. The two hugged, and the whole story was shared. Shielded by Appa's warmth, the three talked long into the day. Plans were discussed and discarded. The fact was that Hokado was old, and searching for his son would be a strain that he physically just could not take. But he refused to stay in the South Pole until Sokka was found. After a lot of thought he agreed to Aang's plan that he would relocate to land of the Air Benders. The air benders desperately needed Elders, with leadership skills. Hokado fitted the bill, and it would take a great deal of pressure off Aang if Hokado acted as a mentor to the youngest spirit hosts, while waiting for news on his son.
But before taking Hokado away, Aang and Katara had a score to settle. The village may have been in their rights to exile Sokka, but lying to them – that, they determined was punishable. At least, that was their excuse and they were sticking to it.
Hokado returned to the village as if nothing had happened, and grabbing a few close friends went to take a comfortable spectator view. They watched as the village council gathered as the air bison was spotted, "Acting-headman" Batek leading the entourage. Aang and Katara, deserved awards for their acting as the allowed the villages to dig deeper graves for themselves by restating their pack of lies. Katara then casually suggested that they would wait for Sokka to return from his hunt, stay a few weeks even. She had the pleasure of seeing them blanch, they began to stammer excuses, when her famous temper finally erupted.
Ice erupted all around the village, the council people were smacked by wind and ice, frozen, hung upside down, and had the whole council building turned topsy turvy. The villages council's homes were stacked in a nice pancake, with each council man being nailed above their door by the seats of their pants. Batek was given the special privilege of being the crowning glory of the structure, stripped of everything except his underwear, super wedgied with a stone column, he hung about twenty feet above the twelve house stack. As a water bender he was not in danger of freezing, and other then that the Water Spirit showed its displeasure by banning the use of water bending for anything other than survival for 48 hours. The spirit made it clear, that rearranging the houses and getting Batek down was not considered survival.
Smug, with what seemed a Sokka worthy retribution, Aang, Katara and Hokado with a small group of his most loyal friends left the village.
;) :3 :D ;P
Hokado, sitting beside his son, smiled at the man's laughter. He was so proud of Sokka, damn proud. When they had finally reunited, he had been apprehensive but Sokka had swept him into a huge hug, and had acted as if nothing had gone wrong between them. His son's humility and ability to forgive, awed Hokado and the reunion had warmed Hokado's old soul.
Now, here he was sitting the hall with all the other men, awaiting the birth of his Grandson. Exchanging stories to keep the nervous father's entertained and out of the hair of the females, who had threatened to castrate the rest of the men if they did not keep the two hovering, interfering and annoying Lords out of the birthing chambers.
Sokka and Zuko had expelled vigorously from the birthing chamber, when Akila's patience ran out after Sokka suggested Katara blood bend a little and help Mother Nature along and bring about the birth 'faster'. Zuko had thought it a brilliant suggestion and the rest of the women stared at the two idiots with open mouthed shock. Aklia's response had cowed even Katara. Her temper that previously everyone would have agreed did not exist; exploded in pure fire nation fashion. Her curses turned the air a nice dark blue as she hurled, the towels, hot water, pillows, dishes and anything else she could get her hands on at the two stunned and retreating men.
The rest of the men, finally stepped in to corral the expectant fathers and contain them. That led to the story telling sessions, and the explosions of laughter.
A child's cry pierced the air; they all jumped to their feet. Laughter forgotten, Sokka and Zuko raced into the birthing chambers to meet their son.
At noon the next day, Sokka and Zuko, dressed in royal robes prepared to step out on to the highest balcony of the palace to present their heir to the jubilant people. Akila had been invited to join the two of them, but the Lady had declined the honor, she did not want the child to be publically associated with her. To her mind she was not the child's mother, she was the bearer. She did love the baby in her own way, and would feed the child, but having raised so many of her siblings, she was more than happy to relinquish the daily care of the child to others.
Sokka and Zuko were the baby's true parent's and the world needed to see that. The would do all the running around and actual caring for the baby. She would just spoil the child like a loving Aunt. She intended to enjoy the privileges of being the Baby's bearer with the stress of daily care and mothering. Since Sokka had volunteered to take care of early morning feedings, Akila already planned to express milk and keep it stored in the cold box that Katara had gifted them with. The Lady had absolutely no intention of cleaning even one diaper, and a group of volunteer warriors had already been selected as babysitters cum bodyguards for the baby. Everything was organized, and Lady Akila was most pleased with how things had turned out.
Sokka held the baby protectively in a little bundle, he could not believe how tiny the Baby was. The small fluff on the baby's head was a black as Zuko's and his skin was pale like the fire-benders. The baby's eyes however was a blue as the deepest waters, and though it was said that baby's eyes changed in a few days, Sokka knew that his son's eyes would stay deep blue, a legacy of his water nation father. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that the baby would grow into a strong fire-bender, even now when the baby cried, the candles in the room would flicker slightly in response.
Sokka smiled, and kissed his son's forehead. The Fire Lord stood imposing and protective beside them. As the sun broke through the noon clouds, the two stepped out into the light. The gathered crowds waited anxiously. Sokka carried their babe dressed in red robes out, and lifted the baby high into the air. The fire nation got their first glimpse of their next Fire Lord. The Baby looked at the sky, reached out tor grab the shiny thing in the sky and burped loudly.
The crowds went wild. They cheered their new Lord, who startled by the sound began to whimper in distress. Lord Zuko placed a calming hand on his son's forehead and raising a hand demanded silence. The people stopped cheering to await the naming of the Baby, Zuko drew a deep breath and as was his right as the Fire Lord said clearly and strongly, carefully not looking at his mate; "My people, it is my greatest honor to present my heir and your future Fire Lord, Lord Arjuna."
The cheer of the crowd was deafening and the healthy cries of the baby rang in response. Celebrations began again.
A couple of hours later Sokka was playing with his son, when he heard a shout of outrage come from the direction of the throne room. He quickly handed the baby to Akila and stood up. "Looks like he found it." Sokka said with a cheeky grin.
The doors burst open as Zuko, royal dignity forgotten stormed in, a piece of official looking parchment grasped in his hands. "You…you… how dare… you arrrggggghhhhhh!" Zuko sent a volley of non-lethal but painful-if-they-hit fireballs and the dodging warrior.
Sokka stuck his tongue out, "My kid, of course I dare!" Sokka laughed, and being the brilliant person that he was, ran for it. He did not fancy the burns he would receive if the enraged Zuko caught him. The Fire Lord was hot on Sokka's tail as the two ran through the palace.
In the official lineage of the Fire Lords on the great wall, etched in stone, the name of the son of Lord Zuko and Lord Sokka, was displayed for eternity, "Lord Arjuna Cometty"
THE END-
Or is it? :
Sokka and Zuko overtime have two other children, a girl and a boy. They lived long enough to see their son champion peace, and their great grandchildren play in the garden. They left the world within six months of each other. It was another seven hundred years before the Fire Spirit was required by the Fire nation and the two intertwined souls were summoned once more, to face a new adventure.
And that my friends is the end of the this tale, I hope you all enjoyed the tale and the end was worth the wait. I thank you all for making this a really enjoyable experience. I especially thank everyone who helped with the art , the editing, the comments, suggestions and the support. The story would not be what it is without you. Thank you so much.
I have no plans to write a follow on tale, but if Anyone wants to pick up the story, as long as its properly cited and feel free to do so. I will even comment and suggest if you want.
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