Chapter 5: Joining the Ranks

(Kyoshi Island)

Frankie and the others landed on the island of Kyoshi a few hours ago. During that time he was starting to feel an extreme annoyance towards both Aang and Sokka, though for the moment is was mostly the latter. Sokka was going on one of his sexist rants about how there was no possible way that girls could have gotten the best of them. Needless to say the Kyoshi Warriors, who were women, were less than pleased. They were pleased even less with the sight of Zuko and Iroh, but after some convincing from Aang, who managed to convince them he was the Avatar, they decided to leave them be, but managed to keep an eye on them in case they tried anything. The reason Frankie was growing annoyed with Aang on the other hand was his constantly being hailed as a literal god to the villagers. Some of the little girls had taken to calling him "Aang-y" which the very sound of the word made him want to smash his head against a rock. Deadpool was rather depressed as no self-righteous girl would want to go near him due to his deformities.

"Don't worry Wade," Frankie said, "I'm certain there's at least one girl in this world who'll take you in spite of the scars."

"I know," the Merc whined as he chugged down another bottle of alcohol, "I miss Domino and Outlaw."

Frankie sighed and let his friend brood while he went on a walk by himself. He saw something in the distance, however, that looked like a person. He walked a little closer and saw Katara practicing her Waterbending. While she was technically still in practice, being the only Waterbender in the whole South Pole left her to be self-taught, she showed signs of proving to be a formidable warrior. His battle against her in the South Pole was proof of that (of course she was possessed at the time).

"Mind if I join you?" he asked.

"Sure thing," Katara said. Frankie decided to mimic her movements as best as he could. Sure there was absolutely no way in hell he could bend, but at least following the move set will give him at least some form of training, which he was going to need if he wanted to survive another fight.

"So what do you think our next move should be?" he asked her while still practicing.

"Well, I was thinking we could head to the North Pole," Katara said, "There's said to be plenty of Waterbenders there that could teach Aang."

"Awesome,," Frankie replied, "speaking of which, it must be rather annoying seeing this village get all worked up over him."

"I'll admit it is rather unsettling," Katara sighed, "But at least him being here gives them some hope. It's something everyone is long overdue of needing."

"I guess," Frankie said as his expression grew hard. Katara saw this and stopped Waterbending and turned to him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Frankie said as he was about to leave until he felt her hand on his shoulder.

"Talk to me," she said. Frankie decided not to hide it anymore and turned to her.

"I nearly died that day," he said, Katara knew he meant his battle with Deadpool, "If it wasn't for Aria I wouldn't even be here. Sure I was enthusiastic about taking this job, but...am I really supposed to be here? Do I even deserve the right? I mean, I'm completely out of my element here!"

Katara saw the sadness in his eyes and felt a sense of familiarity. When she fought against the mercenary, she was completely at his mercy. There was little to nothing she could do against Deadpool. The only reason she was still alive was because Deadpool showed mercy to kids (most of the time). She also wondered if she was out of her element. She looked to him and gave him a hug, which he returned in kind.

"It's okay to be scared," she said, "I'm downright terrified. I've nearly died twice. But I know that I have to be strong if we're going to not only win this war, but keep this universe from falling apart."

She looked up to Frankie and for a small moment, she gazed into his blue eyes as she gazed into hers. It was almost like she had found the one thing she was missing her entire life. Before anything else could happen, they heard the sound of a twig breaking and they both got into a fighting stance. In front of them stood a man with white hair and a red coat.

"Woah woah easy there kids," he said, "Didn't mean to interrupt your little moment."

"Who are you? What do you want?" Katara asked in a demanding tone. Frankie held the hilt of his sword, ready to bring it out if need be.The man simply looked at them and smirked. He then grabbed the hilt of his sword and was about to do something before a hand came upon his shoulder. All three of them saw a young woman with short blonde hair wearing a strange uniform. She had one shadow-like appendage which seemed to replace her arm. She looked at the man with a cautionary glare.

"Dante, Aria said not to hurt him," she said in what Frankie thought was a sort of British accent.

"Fine, whatever Seras" Dante said as he took the hand off the hilt of his blade.

Seras stepped forward and bowed politely.

"My name is Seras Victoria," she said, "it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance Frankie."

To be continued...