Ba Sing Se. Once the most powerful and massive city of the Earth Kingdom during the days of the bendres. Albeit this is true, the Earth Benders which made this city as powerful as it was, taking it from a small town to a bustling kindgom, are gone. The city has expanded greatly, doubling at first, and then tripling in size in a few years. The technology here is more vast and advanced than any civilization in the world at the moment. The use of the ground here doesn't exist, as it's many buildings and pollution rotted the earth below, making it uninhabitable. This has forced the residence of this great place to the skies. This is thought of to be the birthplace of the flying automobile, but with the massive amount of technology and such around the world, no one really knows.
Ba Sing Se.
This is where our story starts.
"Bartender! One more." Came the voice of a drunken man at the bar. He had a cloak on, with the hood over his head. "I think you've had enough." He said with an uneasy look on his face. "I said on-hick!" The drunken man's eyes widened from his hickup. "I said-hick. I said one more." The bartender placed a shot in front of him, and the drunken man downed it. "Hey!" He stood up. "Which one of you losers thinks they can take me? Huh!?" He yelled around, stumbling over a bit. All the men in the bar pretended not to notice, being too occupied with their drinks to bother with this drunken fool. "Come on! How about you buddy." He said, stumbling over to a man sitting down. The man was fat. He swung for the guy, missing by a mile. "Hick" The drunkman hickuped. "Hey! Watch it." The fat man said, standing up and pushing the drunken man, who fell onto a table. "Finally. Someo-hick. Someone who'll fight me!" The drunken man stood up, raising his fists and wobbling side to side.
"You asked for it!" The other man yelled, taking a swing at the drunken man. What happened next took place in a matter of seconds. The drunken man's face turned from that of a drunken fool's to a serious one, a smile shining through. He ducked, the swing from the man missing. He quickly came up, thrusting the bottom of his palm at the fat man's face, breaking his nose. He then brought his knee up to the man's stomach, knocking him out. "HEY YOU!" The bartender yelled. "No hey YOU!" The man said, taking his hood off, showing white hair. "This fat man was fixing to shot this place up. I've been following him for some time. Been shooting places up for a while now." The white haired man pulled a gun out of the man's jacket and picked up the fat man, showing a surprising amount of strength. "Oh." The bartender whispered, a bit of nervousness in his voice.
"Don't worry about it." The man said, tossing a coin at the bartender. The coin landed in the shot glass he had previously downed. "I'll be on my way." He said, walking out the door. A hover bike waited for him outside, tied to the dock of the bar. The man tossed the fat man in a barrel, placing the lid on top. The white haired man jumped on the hover bike and looked over the side at the dark abyss bellow. The fat man was actually part of the organization that was fixing to bomb Ba Sing Se. This was ordinary though, as the capital of the Earth Kingdom had its fair share of terrorist attacks. The unordinary thing though, the reason this man was stopping this group in particular while having no relation to Ba Sing Se, was this organization was a group of rouge benders, looking to bring the benders back to power. This would have gone horribly wrong though, as the group was small in comparison to Ba Sing Se's forces and their weapons.
"Thickheaded sons of bitches." The man whispered, putting a helmet over his head. "Where to Trea?" Came a robotic voice from the bike. "Found a note on that man of the location of their next meeting." Trea, as the bike called him, said. "And after that, I'll head back to base." Trea said, untying the bike and driving off.
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