Chapter Title: Avatar: Legend of Sam

Author: BlueLunacy7

Chapter Warnings: None

Pairings: Sam/Bee

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or Avatar: The Last Airbender series or any quotes or lyrics, or song titles in any way, shape, or form. Basically, nothing you recognize is mine.

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Chapter 3: Avatar: Legend of Sam

Destiny? What would a boy know of destiny? If a fish lives its whole life in this river, does he know the river's destiny? No! Only that it runs on and on out of his control. He may follow where it flows, but he cannot see the end. He cannot imagine the ocean.

-Jeong Jeong, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Book 1: Water, Chapter 16: The Deserter,

"Kill me…oh please kill me."

"Quit whining, you big baby."

"But Saamm," Miles continued to whine in his friend's ear, "I huuurt."

"That's what you get for being an idiot," Sam replied without an ounce of sympathy. Miles had been trying to impress some girls with a few tricks. So intent on trying to amaze them that he hadn't been concentrating on what he was doing. That lack of concentration had gotten only gotten him scorn from the girls and a twisted ankle. Prodigy Miles may be but he was also, at times, an idiot.

"A heavy idiot." Sam added, muttering loudly enough for Miles to hear.

"Are you calling me fat?" Miles asked outraged.

"No." Sam with a smile Miles couldn't see, making a show of stopping to readjust his grip and shift Miles' weight. Miles was thin and light-boned but Sam enjoyed giving his friend a hard time, "I'm calling you an idiot."

In retaliation, Miles blew down Sam's shirt, almost freezing the light sheen of sweat and rising chill bumps along his skin, making Sam jump and dance, "Hey, hey, hey! Quit it or I'll drop you!"

Miles just laughed. "You should be more sensitive, Sam. After all, I'm your poor injured kin."

"That's the only reason I'm your ostrich-horse at the moment." Sam replied, rolling his eyes as he made his way down the dirt road, he suspected that Miles was exaggerating his injury trying to gain sympathy.

"I really liked her," Miles said, slumping against Sam's back. "I don't know why they don't like me."

'They? Oh.' It was times like this Sam missed home. Miles' mother and Sam were from the Foggy Swamp Tribe which made them kin. When he was younger, it had become apparent that Sam wasn't a waterbender but an earthbender. It was tearfully decided by the Tribe that he would be sent to live with Miles' family in the agricultural zone of Republic City so he could find an earthbending teacher. He visited Tribe every other summer with Miles and his mom.

There were many in Republic City who looked down on them for their heritage and among their own age group tried to harass them about it. While he wasn't a prodigy like Miles, he was a decent bender in his own right, peculiarly skilled in the earthbending style of one of Avatar Aang's Companions, the legendary Toph Bei Fong.

As an earthbender, Sam's solution to the problem of bullies was simple: listen, wait and when someone started something, bust a few heads. If they didn't want to be his friends, fine, but he wouldn't be their victim.

Unfortunately, Water didn't work that way. Water was much more subtle, much more….sneaky with things like this. It didn't help that Miles was so physically different from them, with the green eyes and pale skin of the Foggy Swamp Tribe and hair the yellow color of an Elephant Koi's scales that was unlike anything they had ever seen.

While Miles was too strong for them to pick on physically, they bullied him in other ways. Waterbenders by nature were community orientated and the others shunning him was doing more damage to Miles than any attack. So as much as Sam wanted to go pound those wood frog-humping bastards into the ground, it wouldn't do Miles any good and would most likely make things worse.

"They're jealous," Sam with certainty he didn't really feel, "Think about it: We're two kids from Foggy Swamp Tribe and we can bend rings around them. Of course they're going to be jerks about it."

"You really think-woah! Sam, look up at the sky!"

"Wow…"Sam took his gaze from dirt road and gazed at the sky that was shifting from day to night. In the west, two huge glowing balls of blue and red fire, one right after the other, streaked across the sky, illuminating the clouds. Sam had seen meteors flash across the night sky before but never ever this close.

"Oma and Shu!" Sam yelped at the same time Miles invoked Tui and La as the meteors flew over head, close enough Sam was sure he could feel the heat from them. He responded automatically, shifting his stance to compensate for Miles' added weight as the ground rumbled violently beneath his feet from the force of the impact as the meteors slammed into a hillside, barely a couple of fields away.

"Tui and La…" Miles said again, "Let's go look! "

Sam didn't need any encouragement. When he was younger, his teacher had once bought a small meteorite and a substance called Tektite to let her students hold, though she threaten them with death if they even thought about bending it. This would probably be the best chance to get one of his own.

"Onward!" Miles crowed and used to his heels to spur Sam's sides. He didn't do it hard enough to hurt but Sam had enough. "Ow! That hurt!"

"Your ostrich-horse ride is officially over." Sam stated as he started to make his way through the bushes following the trail of broken trees tops after he'd dropped Miles in the dirt.

"Come on Sam, I was just playing around!" Miles called him, still sitting on the ground, "I didn't do it that hard!"

"I'll com back for you," Sam replied as he stepped around a tree so he was out of Miles' sight, "Remember to play dead if a saber-tooth moose-lion comes by."

"Sam! Sam!" Sam remained quiet, leaning his back against the tree as Miles called for him. When he fell silent, Sam started mental counting to ten. At nine, he heard Miles start stomping his way through the bushes, swearing.

Sam until Miles was just past his tree…. "Boo!"

"Gah!" Miles jumped about a foot in the air. "Don't do that!"

"I couldn't resist." Sam chuckled, glancing down at Miles' 'injured' leg, "Your leg seems to have healed."

"Yeah, well…let's go see those meteorites."

They followed a trail of flaming brushes down the hill until they came to a deep furrow in the earth where one the falling stars had skidded to a halt. When they finally reached the still-smoking site where the meteorite should be, what they found was something…odd. Embedded in the earth was a huge a complex silver joined sphere, almost like the ball-puzzles one of his cousins was so fond of, covered with strange symbols.

Miles tried to peer over the edge into the crater, the heat keeping him from getting to close, "What is that?"

Sam knew it was metal but it was unlike any metal he had ever seen. If he could handle it, he might have been able to tell more but he couldn't get too close to it, even from yards away; he could feel the heat pouring from it. "I don't know."

Miles and Sam jumped as an ominous crack split the air; the parts of the glistening orb began move and shift. As they watched, jaws dropped and eyes wide, a form began to take shape, arms, legs, a head, torso…the huge form seemed to have a silhouette human in black and white armor, covered in spikes. When it looked down at them, Sam saw it had eyes as red as a demon's in a spirit tale.

When the monster pick up one of it huge feet, Miles grabbed Sam and tugged him out of the way as the foot was slammed on the place they had been standing, the vibrations it caused were enough to make Sam's teeth chatter in his head. "We got too spilt up. It can't go after both of us!"

"But-"

"Do it!" Sam snapped at him, already turning to run in another direction, his thoughts racing like eel hounds across an open plain. Between the two of them, Miles was at the biggest disadvantage for it was the dry season and there were no lakes or rivers around for him to use, nor did he know how to extract the water from plants. His only source of water was his water skin which was about a half -gallon.

With those thoughts in mind, Sam sent a rock flying at the monster's face to get its attention, "Hey, you bastard child of a crossed eyed hog-monkey and a drooling whore!"

The monster batted the rock away as if it was no more a bother then a spider fly and turned it focus on Sam instead of Miles as he wanted. However, now Sam had a big problem on his hands that he wasn't sure how to handle. He sent a wide fissure under the monster's left foot followed by raising a thick column under the right, trying to throw it off balance.

It worked for a moment but the thing recovered, its right arm shifted and changed, turning to aim what Sam assumed to be some sort of weapon in his direction. Using a thick slab of rock as a shield, Sam braced himself for impact as he heard the weapon fire. The force of the blow shattered his shield and knocked him off his feet, sending him rolling a few feet away.

Sam tried to get back on his feet, crying out as pain slammed up his left leg as it refused to support his weight. The monster made a grating noise, almost like a chuckle as it took aim at him again. Scrabbling Sam tried to get out of the way knowing he would never make it. Before the monster could fire its weapon, something big smashed into it, another monster from what Sam could see though this one was yellow rather than black-and-white.

As scared as Sam was at this point, he wasn't one to leave an ally in a tangle, which was what he considered the yellow one to be and beside he owed it for saving him. Rolling onto his stomach, ignoring the pain of his leg, he pressed as much of his body to the ground as he could and waited for the moment to strike.

Seeming to forget Sam, the two monsters fought, throwing punches and kicks, neither one gaining the advantage. It wasn't until the yellow one had gained the upper hand did Sam see his opportunity. Just the yellow one went to slam the black-and-white one onto the ground, Sam focused everything he had on raising another column but this one came to a sharp point at the top which the black-and-white monster was then impaled upon. It shuddered as lightning danced over the metal form and then stilled.

As the fear and adrenaline left his body, Sam carefully rolled on to his back, hissing as he moved his injured leg and pushed himself into a sitting position. He stared up at the yellow…thing that was staring down at him, noticing for the first time that it had blue eyes.

"Ummm…." Sam stuttered licking his lips, not knowing what to say, "Thanks?"

The thing simply tilted its head before a light appeared, coming from its eyes. The blue light passed over Sam and seemed to scan the area. There was a small chirp from the thing and the light vanished. As Sam watched, its form began to shift and change, seeming to fold inward on itself.

Once the shifting and changing were done, there was a badger-mole in front of him, a rather peculiar one.

"The colors are wrong." Sam told it feeling strangely calm staring as the bright yellow badger-mole with black stripes running down his back and black mask-like patches accenting blue eyes approached him. He watched as the colors reversed and now it was a black badger-mole with yellow stripes and blue eyes. Huh.

At least it didn't look like a buzzard-wasp anymore.

"Close enough." Sam said with a sigh, suddenly feeling very tired. It wasn't as if it was a real badger-mole… "What's your name?"

The fake badger-mole whined in distress, leading Sam to ask, "You can't talk?" which got a strange to watch nod.

"I have to call you something." Sam suddenly remembered a strange insect with the same coloration that a merchant traveling to Ba Sing Se had shown Miles' parent that produced sweet syrup called honey, "How about Bumblebee?"

The fake badger-mole seemed to think about it for a moment then he nodded in agreement.

"Okay Bumblebee, I'm Sam, ummm…nice to met you." Sam introduced himself, "Would you mind giving me a ride and helping find my friend?"

He got a huge pink tongue slurping his face by way of a reply. "I'll take that as a yes."

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Author notes:

So this story takes place after the Avatar: The Last Airbender but while it does mention Republic City, it doesn't have anything to do with Avatar: Legend of Korra (since at this time it's still in production. Personally I would have loved to see a fourth season Avatar: The Last Airbender instead but that's life).

I know the next element in the Avatar cycle after Air is Water but what would happen if something went wrong with the baby Avatar? Like a complication during the birth and the baby Avatar died?

Here it moved on to the next element in the cycle: Earth. Sam is an earthbender born to the Foggy Swamp Tribe, which makes him weird and because he technically didn't master all the elements in his last lifetime, he's not a prodigy in this one.