Chapter 228: The Immortal’s Demise (3)

Chapter 228: The Immortal’s Demise (3)Chapter 228: The Immortal's Demise (3)

@everyone chapter 6-8 edited. I would have gotten till chapter 10 but I have started to slowly shift my work on my laptop due to the strain I get on my eyes using my android.

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Hopefully better grammar since chapter 8 because Grammarly is more responsive on a laptop and I can correct the sentences for the wording.

And hopefully, I will nab a few points that made the fanfic feel especially boring. Like usual, this notice will be posted on the latest update.

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Aang's words did manage to get Grim a little upset as evidenced by the almost beastly growl that escaped Ozai's barely pursed lips. The flames coating his fists flickered and Ozai suddenly began to let his arm move circularly while his left fist opened and to point out his index and middle finger which formed a crackle of light to form and then buzz in a manner that made what little hair Aang had on his body stand to their end!

Seeing vicious blue lightning generate over the tip of Ozai's fingers, Aang knew to strike faster instead of being rooted in fear. Iroh may not have taught lightning bending yet due to its advanced nature but he surely taught the weakness of lightning bending and one of the safest ways to defeat this style was to strike first. And hard.

Aang slammed his staff on the ground and a rectangular pillar shot out right from under Ozai's chin, threatening to knock him out cold. Yet, the dark mist collected around him promptly and fashioned into a dark fist that struck and broke the pillar of stone while Aang's widened and he tried to dodge it.

The lightning.

He could predict where it would land.

He had a way to move.

He was confident he would survive!

But Lightningbending is considered one of the deadliest forces in the art alongside Lava and Blood for a reason.

Aang failed to dodge its sheer speed and his body felt both numb and toasted as a high-pitched scream traveled through his widened mouth alongside the sharp noise of lightning coursing through his body.

*Thud*

Aang fell to the ground weakly. His flesh and clothes were burnt in various regions but his staff managed to barely retain its integrity and not catch on fire.

Ozai's smirk grew vicious as he goaded, "Just a boy, indeed. Of so many ways including running when you had the chance... you stayed to fight? Should have kept true to your cowardly instincts, Avatar Aang." He walked towards Aang before the man quickly stomped over the boy's stomach who was already breathing softly. All this stomp managed was to knock the air out of Aang's lungs and make his eyes snap wide open in pain. His shout was cut short when a black gooey substance suddenly fell over his mouth and sealed it shut.

It was the same kind of item that Grim used to temporarily blind Aang.

"I can't stand the wailing of women and children," Ozai smirked, "But I wonder how long will you last."

Their fight had barely started and had already ended. Meanwhile, the sound of pained groans and shouts could be heard from the other side of the room including Iroh's surprising call for Zuko. It was clear to Aang despite his fading senses that things weren't simple within the room, too.

Another stomp right over his stomach made Aang want to curl and hold himself defensively but it was at this time Aang glimpsed at a number of cloaked individuals silently appearing at the end of the hallway and kneeling on a knee which made Ozai laugh out madly.

"Oh, I almost forgot! Avatar Aang, meet the culture you betrayed. The Fire Nation took them in, nurtured them, and let them remain free despite the plots they are well aware of. Won't you even sit up to greet them?"

Ozai's smirk broadened while the newly dubbed Stormbenders continued to remain silent until Ozai sighed, "Kill everyone inside alongside the incompetent men of mine except for Zuko."

His order made the group stand and silently make its way towards the door while Aang squirmed. His muffled groan barely escaped the black patch of substance over his mouth. His struggles made a few cloaked and unknown benders pause briefly. Their steps hesitated but a cold, authoritative voice whispered from amongst them, "Move."

Ozai's smile grew every bit reassured as Aang's gaze grew desperate.

Before they reached for the handle of the door, Aang managed to gain every bit of strength he could and shot a striking pillar of spiraling wind that stopped the hand from reaching for the door's handle.

Grim.

"It cannot leave me!" Ozai screamed with blood leaking from his eyes as many, many tendrils rushed out towards everyone!

"Hina! Go!" Niwan shouted as Hina hurriedly knelt and shouted, "What about Aang?!"

"Leave..." Aang turned to their group before inhaling, finally producing enough suction out of his own breath to stop multiple tendrils aimed at Iroh and others.

"Leave, now," Iroh agreed and brought Zuko to Niwan, "Take good care of him."

Hina's expression changed but Niwan only gritted his teeth and forced himself to not think about Monk Gyatso as Iroh pushed the youth away and conjured lightning over the tip of his fingers, "I won't know if the attack will seal the deal so you two cannot stay here."

Niwan nodded heavily and looked at Hina who still remained a bit 'outside' from the ground. "Let's go," he whispered with Hina biting her lower lip and finally entering the door she'd created.

"No one shall leav—"

A thick bolt of lightning struck Ozai squarely and even if it only left the man burned and standing, it did make the mist-like tendrils around the stormbenders and Aang to finally crumble away.

"No more!"

Aang growled. He took a wider stance and punched out but instead of making a 'grand' move as he would usually do in his empowered state... he was deadlier, strangely. The giant, tide-shaped rock was broken into small chunks of sharp rocks that flew straight past Ozai's body, leaving many, many holes through his burnt body that still gave off heavy smoke. One of the stones pierced through his eye!

Iroh, Aang, and other Stormbenders continued to look at Ozai who bled but still did not fall.

Suddenly... his parted lips pulled into a smirk.

"Ah... to grant my wish out of your own volition even when our deal never came to a pass... makes me wonder if you're truly a spirit or a spiteful human like the rest of us. Well, them... I shall lead this world under a new banner... under the leadership of their destined god."

His skin began to revert back to its uncooked state. Every bit of his flesh and blood on the tiny rocks that passed through him practically flew back into him. His eyeball was made anew. His frizzled hair grew straight once again.

Everything about him except for his clothes returned to its primal, unharmed condition.

With his sneer growing every bit mocking, Ozai glanced at the stunned Ozai and the still 'glowing' Avatar and felt the boy's shock, too.

"Don't look so surprised now. It's as if you doubted my destiny of achieving my goals, brother. Rejoice... I have no need for a successor, a sibling, or a family. And I shall soon give you the rest you deserve for running the Fire Nation for me."

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Alternate Title: It's Kyoshi Time

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