a/n: Welcome to the third and final installment of the Powers Saga trilogy. The illustrator for this story is the amazing Carla Howes. Thanks for reading! —- Who would have thought babies cried so much? Not that Bolin wasn’t expecting crying. He had read and re-read all the parenting books he and Tenna bought at … Continue reading
Rina’s school was pretty diverse. Especially if you considered the location. The Grand Council of Firebenders sat right in the center of Sunport. And the city itself sat only a few miles from the massive–albeit dormant–volcano said to be the home of an ancient dragon. No one was saying other benders couldn’t live here. It … Continue reading
Eight years later… In real life, Mica was in class. In her mind, she was speeding well over 100 miles per hour on her motorcycle, cutting off a pair of crooks, complete with black and white striped jailbird getups. Oh, sure, they’d try to get away. But one taste of her expert driving paired with … Continue reading
Bolin found Tenna hunched at their desk staring intently at an unfolded letter. Her brows were furrowed. Not a good sign. Bolin came up behind her and reached down to rub her shoulders. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as he thought. Maybe the news was actually good and Tenna was just to tired to be … Continue reading
Tenna had to hand it to her daughter–she never wasted the chance to make a dramatic entrance. Not that Mica was hard to miss. The sputtering hunk-of-junk satomobile that Asami had given her was loud. Like piss-off-an-entire-neighborhood loud. Or in their case, since Tenna and Bolin’s home was on the rural outskirts of Republic City … Continue reading
Mica had narrowed her choice of outfits down to two. A cute little red and orange sleeveless dress that was just short enough to annoy her dad. Or a classy blouse, jacket and and pencil skirt all in very deliberate un-Fire-Nation blue. “How about it, Bandit? Red or blue?” She looked both to her companion … Continue reading
The last coronation Bolin had attended had not gone particularly well. Actually, it was less of a coronation and more of a crazy dictator declaring her intentions to dictate crazily. The only other coronation that had happened in his lifetime was that of Firelord Izumi. He’d been thirteen at the time, less concerned with world … Continue reading
Tenna shifted in place, trying to find the right excuse to edge away from the metal clan woman who had spent the last ten minutes rambling on about her great city and her great family and just how great everything was. Tenna didn’t even mind that so much. Suyin seemed like a decent sort. The … Continue reading
Man, this is boring. Shyu slumped in his chair, grateful for once to be seated off to the side and away from the ever-watchful camera lenses. At least here he didn’t have to pretend to be interested in the old Fire Sage’s every word, unlike his parents, grandmother, and brother in the row ahead. Beside … Continue reading
“Okay, now I know I’ve seen that purple mushroom before…” Shyu groaned. Just when he thought he was making progress. He leaned wearily against a log. Someone will notice I’m gone. He knew it. And when they do, Dad will send everyone–guards, police, even the Avatar to look for me… But how would they know … Continue reading