Regret:
An intelligent or emotional dislike for personal past acts and behaviors.

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To say the least, Aang, the last airbender and current Avatar, was an innocent and big hearted 12 year old, well, technically 112 but let's skip the details.
He always tried to help the people around him to the best of his extent and always showed a wide smile on his face. Yes, you would think that the Avatar would have to be a very adult like character, but no. Aang was just Aang.
When you would look at him you would see a ray of innocence. He would have this cheery aura that seemed to make others around him happy too. No one could argue that he was the most carefree out of his group.
With the earthbender Toph who had a tough guy personality, the mature waterbender Katara, and job-orientated sword master Sokka, it was plain to see. But underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior was a self-conscious boy who needed to find out if he could really do it.
Yeah, he was the Avatar. That's what everyone said. But could he really do it?
After all, with the one hundred years he had been asleep a war had broken out. He couldn't have woken up...? Not even opened his eyes at least?
No. And because of that, his home, his family, his friends, all of the Air Nomads had perished. And so Aang was the last one left.
Out of all the negative things he felt deep inside his heart, regret reigned above all else.
He wondered what would the world be like if he didn't fall asleep. Would the war have still broken out? Would the Air Nomads still be thriving to the present day? He didn't know, and this made his heart sink even lower.
Regret was his poison. It made him feel low, the doubts hidden inside would resurface, and the feelings of sickness and weakness would settle in his body. It made him feel the pain of loneliness as the only remaining airbender. That his mentor, Monk Gyatso, was dead.
So what helped the young airbender to ease his inner pain?
Was it airbending?
Fighting the Fire Nation?
No. It was just the urge to help others.

That and being near the young water-bender Katara.

Total Number of Words (excluding title): 457
Series Basis: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Genre: A slice of life? Everything? I don't know...
Date Finished: June 27th/10
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender and its characters. 'nuff said.
Notes: Everything else that I'm doing is on Hiatus at the moment. But that's sort of obvious. But anyways I've decided to not do any requests ever again cause I don't ever finish them. And when I do, they suck. This one sucks too much to my dismay. Bah, but anyways I'm not going to work on anything else till I'm done with this. The reason why is cause if I don't I won't ever finish it and I have a major ATLA obsession right now. (..namely Jetko shipping. -cough-) And yes, Kataang shipping in this. At the end anyways. Next one I'm going to do is one of the Freedom Fighters maybe? I was thinking Longshot or Jet.. but then I was also thinking of writing Haru. Ahah, but yeah, anyways I'm going to go to bed now 'cause I'm totally tired. And also seeing as it is 2am and I shouldn't be up this late as I was up till 6:30am this morning and slept till 1pm. So taataa- (: Reviewers gets a turtleduck! :D Weee-!