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In the Helpless Hands of Gods

Summary:

A series of vignettes showing Yue’s perspective of important events in my Bloodbenders of the Southern Water Tribe AU

Notes:

I’ve gotten enough comments theorizing about what Tui/Yue were doing during all this that I decided to write a couple short scenes from Yue’s perspective.

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The tether connecting her to reality stretched thinner and thinner, as though it too was trying to stay with Sokka just a moment longer. One more kiss. One more heartbeat. But all things had their time to fade, and Yue was one of them. She saw rather than felt her hand slip through his cheek, because now the only input coming from her sense of touch was the swishing of water around her koi form.

Still, in her faded spirit form, delicate as mist and invisible to the mortal eye as sound, Yue followed her love as his sister dragged him from the spirit oasis. A sense of relief, of balance, flooded through her as she caught sight of La, fighting back the Fire Nation, but she pushed it away. La could handle himself. Sokka, on the other hand…

Sad boy. Scared boy, said the fading echo of a consciousness that was not her own. A slew of prayers, ranging from terrified to furious, swept over one another until the words were indistinguishable. But she could distinguish them. Yue was a spirit now, a Great Spirit. She could hear her beloved’s prayers, the past and the present, the conscious and the unconscious. She should be able to stop his sister’s bloodbending. Rot away that part of her bending like it deserved.

But she was a new god, and she didn’t know how to do that.

So instead Yue watched, helpless and horrified, as Katara ignored Sokka’s pleas, as Sokka took matters into his own hands. Sokka ran, and Yue stood over his sister, promising no harm would come to her while she lay unconscious, promising the moon would not wake her until the following night. It was all she could do.