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Chapter 2

“Alright,” Toph said as they walked the corridors of the Fir Nation ship. It seemed deserted now, and Rein didn’t doubt that it was. The Avatar packed a punch and scared a lot of men overboard. Toph bit her nail and thought for a second. “So, you say that we’re going to a place like the Spirit World. Time stops here?”
“I don’t see why not,” Rein said, looking down at her watch necklace she was wearing. The second hand barely moved, and when it did, it moved very slowly.
“So, to get to these, um, OTHER worlds, we have to enter through a door, right?”
Rein nodded, realized that was stupid, then said, “Yes.”
“Then what door?”
“Well,” Rein said. “From my experience, it’ll be obvious. We need a key though, because I think it’ll be locked.”
Toph looked up sharply then turned around. “Hold on.” She ran back through the halls and disappeared. A few minutes passed and Rein got a little nervous.

Toph came back, looking proud, and tossed her a rusty old key.
“Where did you get this?”
“Katara found it a while back. We didn’t know what to do with it, but I thought I would be useful. Turns out that I was right.”
Awesome! Now… We need a door,” Rein looked around and let out a small sigh.
Toph started walking. “Maybe I could feel it?”
Rein shrugged, and again felt stupid for it and said, “Try it.”
She stood quietly for a while. Then, she started walking. “There something over here.”
They walked down a hall and down a set of stairs. They landed on a platform with weapons and fancy decorations. A lot of the weapons looked like they were Water Tribe or Earth Kingdom. That made Rein flinch, because she knew that all of the people who owned those things originally were dead or imprisoned. Avatar: the Last Airbender was so morbid, considering it was for kids.
“This door,” Toph said pointing. It was wooden, and looked generally normal. There were no signs indicating that it was different in any way.
“How do you know?”
Toph walked up to the door and placed a hand on it. “There’s nothing behind it.”
“Nothing?”
Toph turned back and held the key out. “Nothing at all.”
Trusting her judgment, Rein took the key and aimed it at the old fashioned padlock. The key turned and they heard a soft “Click” before the lock opened and twisted. Rein removed it and unlatched the lock hinge.
“Ready?”
Toph smiled. “I told you, I’m starving.”

The door creaked open. The room was surprisingly bright, and Rein noticed it was very elegant and it had an old paper smell to it. She noticed flowers, an empty desk cluttered with papers and a quill. The door hung ajar and there were no traces of the weapons room behind.
She felt…off. The smells were so defined and her heart was pounding in her ears. She wondered what was making her so nervous? There was also a sweet smell in the air. It made her mouth water and she started to agree with Toph. She was starving/
Speaking of Toph, she noticed something immediately different about her. Her outfit was very modern; a pair of loose fitting jeans, a yellow tank top and her hair was pulled back in a messy bun. She still had a hairband in, but it was modern.
Rein was back in her original outfit from earlier rather than the Water Tribe get-up. She quietly mourned her loss of bending, then looked back at the room. The blinds kept sunlight out and Rein swore she recognized the room.
She then looked at Toph again and asked, “Do you still have your bending?”
She looked in her direction sharply. “What kind of stupid question is that,” she snapped. “Of course I do.”
Rein almost doubted that, but waited for confirmation rather than prying.
“Where do you think we are,” Toph asked.
“I can’t tell yet.” Rein took a few steps towards the desk. She figured something would be written about her location. There were stacks of papers with writing all over them. It seemed to be organized chaos.
Before she could read anything, Toph hissed, “Someone’s coming!”
Well, that confirms the bending question. Rein backed away from the desk and panicked. There were no places to hide from a threat and Toph couldn’t do much with the earth if there was any. Well, there was earth, obviously, but it might not be too usable.
The large door’s lock was opened and it creaked inward. Rein watched as someone entered.
It was a woman in a beautiful off white dress with lace complimenting everything about her. Her blonde hair was done up in a complicated fashion and her eyes were… well, cold. They were especially cold when she spotted Rein.
Rein, on the other hand, felt especially frumpy with this woman before her.
“Who are you,” the woman demanded. Her voice was even as beautiful as she was, but icy as well. She noticed Toph. “And you,” she snapped.
“Oh, my God,” Rein gasped out loud. “I know where we are now.”
The woman glared at her. “Excuse me?”
Toph didn’t seem too relieved. “That’s fine and dandy. Who’s she?”
Rein held her hand behind her back and smiled slowly. “You’re Amelie,” she said. “You’re the Founder of Morganville.”

Amelie wasn’t as thrilled as Rein was, and Toph seemed even less thrilled.
“Fantastic, I have no clue what that means,” she said.
That smell was stronger now. It was probably from the opened door behind Amelie.
Rein’s smile faltered. “Well, this is Amelie… we’re in her office, it seems… And it means we’re in trouble.”
“That’s very accurate, girl, “Amelie said darkly. She closed the door then looked at the door they’d entered through. “How did you get through that door?”
Rein looked back at it. There was nothing but darkness behind it. She realized it was a portal door, and that’s why Amelie was so concerned. Not many people could activate the town portals. “Well, that’s complicated. You see-“
“I’ve seen enough.” She took a step towards them. “You know, I could take care of you two myself, but I’m in no mood to get my hands so filthy. Perhaps you’d like to pay the one who MADE the portals a visit.
Rein processed that, then resisted the urge to shout, “BOY WOULD I????” and reserved her excitement for later.
“Who’s that,” Toph asked, leaving the question for either of them to answer.
“Last I heard he’s in an unpleasant mood.”
The thumping got a little louder, and Rein realized how ridiculously excited she was.
She then resisted the urge to say, “Well, damn. Sucks to be us.” And held sarcasm back now.
“Amelie,” Rein began. “Look, you’ve seen plenty of shenanigans to realize that unexplained things can happen, right?”
Amelie gave her a long and concerned look. “You’re lucky that unlike Myrnin, I’m in a fair mood today. Go on.”
Brilliant.
“I’m from a place that isn’t like here. I-“
“You’re a vampire.”
That was really unexpected. “I beg your pardon?”
She inclined her head and said, “You are a vampire, probably dragging her around for food, I suppose.”
“For WHAT?!” Toph looked at Rein. “Did she just say FOOD?? And VAMPIRE?!”
Rein held her hands up in defense, and then remembered that in the last world she was a waterbender. Anything was possible. “Look, I’m new to this, and Toph here is my friend.” She then noticed if Myrnin was a vampire, he couldn’t munch on her neck. He could on Toph’s though.
“Friend?”
“Yes,” Rein said. “I’m a good vampire.” Obviously. She could barely tell, and she realized that the pounding in her head wasn’t her heart. It was Toph’s. Then she realized something more sickening; the smell wasn’t good food outside. It was blood. It was TOPH’S blood.
Although it smelled great, Rein didn’t have that vampire, I’m-gonna-eat-you-cos-you-smell-fine sense that other vamps got. She was hungry, but she never ravenously threw herself at a burger when it was laid before her. That vampire hunger always bothered her that way.
Rein inhaled deeply, then said, “I know a lot more than I should, and I think I should take my knowledge to Myrnin.”
That was a lie, (Well, sort of) and Toph probably caught it. But then again, Rein had no heartbeat.
Amelie stared at her. “Very well, then.” She brushed passed her, then stared into the open door. The frequencies twisted and she saw darkness again. “It’s open,” She informed.
Toph turned. “There’s a whole room there now!”
Rein walked to the door and Amelie stood behind her and Toph.
“Like I had said before, trespassers,” Amelie cooed. “Myrnin is not in the best mood.” She smiled and shoved both of them into the portal.

“I’d always wanted to meet Amelie,” Rein sighed as she reigned her composure and stood up, helping Toph. “She’s kind of a bitch.”
The floor was concrete and perfect for Toph to see and protect herself.
The room was dark and eerie. The lab tables were cluttered, books were everywhere, and Bob the Spider’s cage needed to be cleaned.
Toph threw her hands out and then thrust her fists upward. A rock burst from the floor destroying all silence. She perched herself upon it and said, “I’ve had my share of weird for now. You can find this Myrnin guy. He’s not here, as far as I can tell.”
“Is that so?”
Toph screamed and fell off of the rock. The deep voice came from nowhere and sent chills down Rein’s spine. She smiled and looked over where Myrnin was. He was in a corner holding a book and looking down. His long, dark curly hair shaded his face. He was wearing a very interesting choice of clothing. A pair of denim shorts, an open short sleeve button up with green pin stripes, and Rein’s favorite article of clothing, his fanged bunny slippers.
“Hello,” She said calmly, although she was seriously unable to stop looking at the opening in his shirt. She blushed a little and prayed he was too insane to see it.
That seemed to strike him as odd. “How are you so still? Not a shiver has passed through you and you’re not showing a glimpse of fear.”
“I’ve heard many stories about you,” she said. “And I must say, I’ve come to love you, as manic as you are.”
“Love?” He shook his head. “That can’t be at all possible, for I’ve never met you.”
“Then give me a chance? Not for romance, no… but friendship?”
He looked up curiously. “How so, young lady?”
She smiled. She was containing a huge burst of joy. “I heard you were in a bad mood. I want to brighten your day.”
Toph was slowly making her way to Rein. She made it apparent she didn’t want to be noticed.
“How could you do that?”
“I want to invite you to a dinner party,” Rein said. “You’ll have a lot of fun, and I will promise intelligent conversation.” That was only a slight lie. She wasn’t sure how bright her other guests were, and that scared the hell out of her.
“Yeah,” Toph finally said. “That’s where I come from.” Rein silently pondered why Myrnin never questioned the earth jutting from the floor.
“So,” he began. “Will it be fancy?”
Rein nodded, ”Absolutely.”
“Thanks for telling ME,” Toph muttered.
“And may I bring Bob? He would be so lonely…”
“Who’s Bob?”
“Yes, Bob can come.”
“Who is Bob?”
“Then please give me a moment.” He dashed into another room.
“I guess he’s coming?”
“Seriously, who is Bob?”
Myrnin burst from the room in a long black dress coat, a red vest over a white button up with no tie and black pants with tall riding boots and a top hat. He looked absolutely perfect.
“Can SOMEone tell me who Bob is?!”
For an answer, Myrnin opened the cage, scooped Bob out, then said, “Hold out your hand.”
Toph, relieved to have an explanation, held her hand out. “Is he a doll or something? Maybe a-“ Myrnin put Bob in her palm. “SPIDER!!!!”

Description
Chapter 2

“Alright,” Toph said as they walked the corridors of the Fir Nation ship. It seemed deserted now, and Rein didn’t doubt that it was. The Avatar packed a punch and scared a lot of men overboard. Toph bit her nail and thought for a second. “So, you say that we’re going to a place like the Spirit World. Time stops here?”
“I don’t see why not,” Rein said, looking down at her watch necklace she was wearing. The second hand barely moved, and when it did, it moved very slowly.
“So, to get to these, um, OTHER worlds, we have to enter through a door, right?”
Rein nodded, realized that was stupid, then said, “Yes.”
“Then what door?”
“Well,” Rein said. “From my experience, it’ll be obvious. We need a key though, because I think it’ll be locked.”
Toph looked up sharply then turned around. “Hold on.” She ran back through the halls and disappeared. A few minutes passed and Rein got a little nervous.

Toph came back, looking proud, and tossed her a rusty old key.
“Where did you get this?”
“Katara found it a while back. We didn’t know what to do with it, but I thought I would be useful. Turns out that I was right.”
Awesome! Now… We need a door,” Rein looked around and let out a small sigh.
Toph started walking. “Maybe I could feel it?”
Rein shrugged, and again felt stupid for it and said, “Try it.”
She stood quietly for a while. Then, she started walking. “There something over here.”
They walked down a hall and down a set of stairs. They landed on a platform with weapons and fancy decorations. A lot of the weapons looked like they were Water Tribe or Earth Kingdom. That made Rein flinch, because she knew that all of the people who owned those things originally were dead or imprisoned. Avatar: the Last Airbender was so morbid, considering it was for kids.
“This door,” Toph said pointing. It was wooden, and looked generally normal. There were no signs indicating that it was different in any way.
“How do you know?”
Toph walked up to the door and placed a hand on it. “There’s nothing behind it.”
“Nothing?”
Toph turned back and held the key out. “Nothing at all.”
Trusting her judgment, Rein took the key and aimed it at the old fashioned padlock. The key turned and they heard a soft “Click” before the lock opened and twisted. Rein removed it and unlatched the lock hinge.
“Ready?”
Toph smiled. “I told you, I’m starving.”

The door creaked open. The room was surprisingly bright, and Rein noticed it was very elegant and it had an old paper smell to it. She noticed flowers, an empty desk cluttered with papers and a quill. The door hung ajar and there were no traces of the weapons room behind.
She felt…off. The smells were so defined and her heart was pounding in her ears. She wondered what was making her so nervous? There was also a sweet smell in the air. It made her mouth water and she started to agree with Toph. She was starving/
Speaking of Toph, she noticed something immediately different about her. Her outfit was very modern; a pair of loose fitting jeans, a yellow tank top and her hair was pulled back in a messy bun. She still had a hairband in, but it was modern.
Rein was back in her original outfit from earlier rather than the Water Tribe get-up. She quietly mourned her loss of bending, then looked back at the room. The blinds kept sunlight out and Rein swore she recognized the room.
She then looked at Toph again and asked, “Do you still have your bending?”
She looked in her direction sharply. “What kind of stupid question is that,” she snapped. “Of course I do.”
Rein almost doubted that, but waited for confirmation rather than prying.
“Where do you think we are,” Toph asked.
“I can’t tell yet.” Rein took a few steps towards the desk. She figured something would be written about her location. There were stacks of papers with writing all over them. It seemed to be organized chaos.
Before she could read anything, Toph hissed, “Someone’s coming!”
Well, that confirms the bending question. Rein backed away from the desk and panicked. There were no places to hide from a threat and Toph couldn’t do much with the earth if there was any. Well, there was earth, obviously, but it might not be too usable.
The large door’s lock was opened and it creaked inward. Rein watched as someone entered.
It was a woman in a beautiful off white dress with lace complimenting everything about her. Her blonde hair was done up in a complicated fashion and her eyes were… well, cold. They were especially cold when she spotted Rein.
Rein, on the other hand, felt especially frumpy with this woman before her.
“Who are you,” the woman demanded. Her voice was even as beautiful as she was, but icy as well. She noticed Toph. “And you,” she snapped.
“Oh, my God,” Rein gasped out loud. “I know where we are now.”
The woman glared at her. “Excuse me?”
Toph didn’t seem too relieved. “That’s fine and dandy. Who’s she?”
Rein held her hand behind her back and smiled slowly. “You’re Amelie,” she said. “You’re the Founder of Morganville.”

Amelie wasn’t as thrilled as Rein was, and Toph seemed even less thrilled.
“Fantastic, I have no clue what that means,” she said.
That smell was stronger now. It was probably from the opened door behind Amelie.
Rein’s smile faltered. “Well, this is Amelie… we’re in her office, it seems… And it means we’re in trouble.”
“That’s very accurate, girl, “Amelie said darkly. She closed the door then looked at the door they’d entered through. “How did you get through that door?”
Rein looked back at it. There was nothing but darkness behind it. She realized it was a portal door, and that’s why Amelie was so concerned. Not many people could activate the town portals. “Well, that’s complicated. You see-“
“I’ve seen enough.” She took a step towards them. “You know, I could take care of you two myself, but I’m in no mood to get my hands so filthy. Perhaps you’d like to pay the one who MADE the portals a visit.
Rein processed that, then resisted the urge to shout, “BOY WOULD I????” and reserved her excitement for later.
“Who’s that,” Toph asked, leaving the question for either of them to answer.
“Last I heard he’s in an unpleasant mood.”
The thumping got a little louder, and Rein realized how ridiculously excited she was.
She then resisted the urge to say, “Well, damn. Sucks to be us.” And held sarcasm back now.
“Amelie,” Rein began. “Look, you’ve seen plenty of shenanigans to realize that unexplained things can happen, right?”
Amelie gave her a long and concerned look. “You’re lucky that unlike Myrnin, I’m in a fair mood today. Go on.”
Brilliant.
“I’m from a place that isn’t like here. I-“
“You’re a vampire.”
That was really unexpected. “I beg your pardon?”
She inclined her head and said, “You are a vampire, probably dragging her around for food, I suppose.”
“For WHAT?!” Toph looked at Rein. “Did she just say FOOD?? And VAMPIRE?!”
Rein held her hands up in defense, and then remembered that in the last world she was a waterbender. Anything was possible. “Look, I’m new to this, and Toph here is my friend.” She then noticed if Myrnin was a vampire, he couldn’t munch on her neck. He could on Toph’s though.
“Friend?”
“Yes,” Rein said. “I’m a good vampire.” Obviously. She could barely tell, and she realized that the pounding in her head wasn’t her heart. It was Toph’s. Then she realized something more sickening; the smell wasn’t good food outside. It was blood. It was TOPH’S blood.
Although it smelled great, Rein didn’t have that vampire, I’m-gonna-eat-you-cos-you-smell-fine sense that other vamps got. She was hungry, but she never ravenously threw herself at a burger when it was laid before her. That vampire hunger always bothered her that way.
Rein inhaled deeply, then said, “I know a lot more than I should, and I think I should take my knowledge to Myrnin.”
That was a lie, (Well, sort of) and Toph probably caught it. But then again, Rein had no heartbeat.
Amelie stared at her. “Very well, then.” She brushed passed her, then stared into the open door. The frequencies twisted and she saw darkness again. “It’s open,” She informed.
Toph turned. “There’s a whole room there now!”
Rein walked to the door and Amelie stood behind her and Toph.
“Like I had said before, trespassers,” Amelie cooed. “Myrnin is not in the best mood.” She smiled and shoved both of them into the portal.

“I’d always wanted to meet Amelie,” Rein sighed as she reigned her composure and stood up, helping Toph. “She’s kind of a bitch.”
The floor was concrete and perfect for Toph to see and protect herself.
The room was dark and eerie. The lab tables were cluttered, books were everywhere, and Bob the Spider’s cage needed to be cleaned.
Toph threw her hands out and then thrust her fists upward. A rock burst from the floor destroying all silence. She perched herself upon it and said, “I’ve had my share of weird for now. You can find this Myrnin guy. He’s not here, as far as I can tell.”
“Is that so?”
Toph screamed and fell off of the rock. The deep voice came from nowhere and sent chills down Rein’s spine. She smiled and looked over where Myrnin was. He was in a corner holding a book and looking down. His long, dark curly hair shaded his face. He was wearing a very interesting choice of clothing. A pair of denim shorts, an open short sleeve button up with green pin stripes, and Rein’s favorite article of clothing, his fanged bunny slippers.
“Hello,” She said calmly, although she was seriously unable to stop looking at the opening in his shirt. She blushed a little and prayed he was too insane to see it.
That seemed to strike him as odd. “How are you so still? Not a shiver has passed through you and you’re not showing a glimpse of fear.”
“I’ve heard many stories about you,” she said. “And I must say, I’ve come to love you, as manic as you are.”
“Love?” He shook his head. “That can’t be at all possible, for I’ve never met you.”
“Then give me a chance? Not for romance, no… but friendship?”
He looked up curiously. “How so, young lady?”
She smiled. She was containing a huge burst of joy. “I heard you were in a bad mood. I want to brighten your day.”
Toph was slowly making her way to Rein. She made it apparent she didn’t want to be noticed.
“How could you do that?”
“I want to invite you to a dinner party,” Rein said. “You’ll have a lot of fun, and I will promise intelligent conversation.” That was only a slight lie. She wasn’t sure how bright her other guests were, and that scared the hell out of her.
“Yeah,” Toph finally said. “That’s where I come from.” Rein silently pondered why Myrnin never questioned the earth jutting from the floor.
“So,” he began. “Will it be fancy?”
Rein nodded, ”Absolutely.”
“Thanks for telling ME,” Toph muttered.
“And may I bring Bob? He would be so lonely…”
“Who’s Bob?”
“Yes, Bob can come.”
“Who is Bob?”
“Then please give me a moment.” He dashed into another room.
“I guess he’s coming?”
“Seriously, who is Bob?”
Myrnin burst from the room in a long black dress coat, a red vest over a white button up with no tie and black pants with tall riding boots and a top hat. He looked absolutely perfect.
“Can SOMEone tell me who Bob is?!”
For an answer, Myrnin opened the cage, scooped Bob out, then said, “Hold out your hand.”
Toph, relieved to have an explanation, held her hand out. “Is he a doll or something? Maybe a-“ Myrnin put Bob in her palm. “SPIDER!!!!”