I once wrote out the outline for this particular AU… and it’s possibly one of my favorite AU ideas ever. It has a lot of potential, and if only my life hadn’t been claimed by this other Gladiator fic I’d probably be working on this one 24/7.
I only managed to write out the beginning of it, and thus a lot of questions will remain unanswered by the time I post the last chapter on Sunday. I really have so many ideas for this setting, but time was of the essence! Plus, this part is the only thing set in stone in my mind by the time I started writing it xD the rest of it is still a blur. And since it seemed to fit right into #sokklaweekend I decided to give it a go!
I do hope you all enjoy it 🙂 happy Sokkla Weekend, everyone!
Her dreams had been filled with fire since her
childhood days. She would often wake up drenched in cold sweat, the violent
images of utter annihilation and destruction terrifying her down to her very
core. Fearful, she would scramble into her parents’ room, worming up her way
through the sheets and settling between them. At times her mother woke, at
times her father did, at times neither would. Nevertheless, more often than not
they would find her lying between them, traces of dry tears over her pale
cheeks.Fire only scared her in dreams, though. Never while
she was awake, wielding it in her fists, holding it as the given weapon she had
been born with.From her younger days she had been told she was
exceptional and extraordinary. That she would make the greatest Hunter the Fire
Nation had ever seen. Her father trained her dutifully day and night, teaching
her his every skill both with fire and weapons. For naturally, fire could not
be relied on all the time. At times a solid weapon was required to finish the
job. And what job was that? Slaying monsters, and more importantly, shapeshifters.