God succession system

"Haaa...haaa...."

Alex relaxed as he leaned back against the headboard of the bed in the captains cabin of Zenith, listening to the breathing of Suki and her fellow Kyoshi Warriors after an intense session of lovemaking. Of which the only one still conscious was Suki herself.

Currently she was laying atop Alex, with him buried inside of her as she laid her head against his chest so she could hear his heart beating.

"As expected of the leader of the Kyoshi Warriors." Alex told her, remarking about her stamina.

"Please...." Suki panted as her hands trailed up and down his abdomen. "We both know you went 'easy' on us."

"If you prefer, I could have broken you and turned each of you into a veritable puddle of pleasure." Alex said playfully, making Suki shudder at the mere thought. The scary part was that a small part of her WANTED it after having experienced Alex going easy on them.

"All in good time I suppose." Alex said wistfully while trailing his finger up and down Suki's spine, making her shudder yet again from both his words, and the touch up on her skin.

After picking up Suki and the rest of the Kyoshi Warriors, everyone was once again aboard Zenith as they headed further south to pick up Katara as well, after some negotiation with the elders of Kyoshi island.

Of course they were against their warriors leaving the island, as it meant leaving them without any form of protection if the Fire Nation decided to attack. So Alex erected several barriers around the island that would prevent anyone from approaching it with hostile intentions. This would allow fishermen and tradesmen to visit the island and continue their trades, but it would prevent the Fire Nation from landing along with pirates and brigands.

And of course, the first thing Alex did upon them taking off was strip Suki and her fellow warriors of their uniforms, and pounce on them for the attack.

Altogether there were a couple dozen Kyoshi Warriors from the different villages on the island, and all of them joined Alex not only to tie him to Kyoshi, but also for the numerous personal benefits that entering his bed provided them. Even now, the passive effects of Alex's various skills in lovemaking were taking effect as their bodies were growing stronger and healthier.

Of course, Alex also altered the flow of time within the cabin to give them as much time as they wanted before reaching the South Pole. Unfortunately for the girls, this meant they were fucked to unconsciousness over, and over, and over again.

Even the passive strengthening effects of Alex's sex skills did nothing to help them against his endless stamina, which made him more powerful than even succubi and sex goddesses!

Surprisingly though, they did get a reprieve when Alex sensed something below them.

"Full stop!" Alex commanded, and Zenith heeded his orders as she came to a complete stop despite the confusion of everyone else on board.

"Why are we stopping?" Ty Lee asked curiously as she poked her head into the cabin.

"Nothing too big. I just sensed something below I wanted to check out. All of you can stay up here, I won't be long." Alex told her and the others as he clothed himself, and prepared to descend to the ground below.

***

"Make sure we are well provisioned for the journey to the South Pole! We depart at dawn to search for the Avatar!" Declared a youth who appeared to be in his upper teens, before he disembarked his metal warship to gather information accompanied by an older man.

The youth had pale skin with sharp features, and almost his entire head was shaved to the skin aside from a single patch that had been grown out into a ponytail. The most notable feature of his though, was the vicious looking burn scar that covered a good portion of his face, which seemed twisted into a perpetual scowl, along with his left eye.

The older man beside him was significantly shorter, had a rotund belly, and possessed greying hair along with a long beard. He also possessed a smile that never seemed to falter, and a mood to match as they explored the stalls around them.

"Where do you wish to go first, prince Zuko? I hear this market has an excellent tea house we can visit." The old man asked his companion with mirth and interest.

"We have no time for tea, uncle!" The younger man, prince Zuko, snapped irritably at his companion. "The southern raiders pass through here all the time, and they conducted the raids on the peasants living on the South Pole. If anyone has information that'll lead us to the Avatar, then it's them. At the very least, I can acquire maps and charts to lead us to the different villages!"

The old man sighed in exasperation of his nephew's impatience, and told him, "you should really slow down prince Zuko. If all you do is rush ahead, then you will miss all of the wonders and joy life has to offer."

Despite his warning, the young prince stormed off to try and locate the information he was after, leaving the old man to enjoy the pleasures of the tea house alone.

"A cup of your finest tea, please." He ordered as the waitress approached him. While the old man did have his preferences for tea, he also liked to experiment and try new things. The tea here in the far south could be vastly different from those he had sampled in the past, so he didn't ask for any specific tea.

"Make that two please." Added another voice, making both the old man and the waitress look up to see a young man approaching the table.

"Oh my..." The waitress uttered when she saw him, and the old man couldn't help but to agree. Leaving aside the muscles covering his body, or the thick mane of wild black hair, there was something about the man that drew the eye of every single person in the tea house. For most it was how 'beautiful' the man seemed, almost putting even the young ladies present to shame, but the old man noticed the small things they all seemed to miss.

The man carried himself with strength and purpose, radiating confidence and authority while his eyes scanned the entire place analytically. The old man knew, this person was someone who carried both power, and authority.

"Do you mind if I join you?" He asked, approaching the table the old man was seated at.

"Not at all. There are few things better than drinking some good tea with a stranger." He responded genuinely, gesturing towards the empty chair across from him.

"Thank you. And I feel as if a saying I heard before applies here, 'there's no such thing as strangers, only friends you haven't met yet'." The newcomer said with a warm smile, putting the old man at ease the more he spoke. Even if he was an assassin of some kind, at least he was courteous.

"I like that saying. There are woefully few people with such a mindset in this world." The old man said forlornly.

"Well, people are people. But I suppose we also have the war to thank for that, don't we, general Iroh. Or do you prefer the Dragon of the West?"

At the sudden use of his titles, the old man, Iroh, let out a long and exasperated sigh as he asked the stranger, "Do you desire revenge against me for my past? I gave up that life a long time ago. Now I am just a simple old man, who wants to enjoy some tea."

"Oh no! Nothing like that!" The stranger hurriedly denied.

"I was just glad to meet you since you are someone I greatly admire. Where I'm from, you are renowned for your immeasurable wisdom, mastery of brewing tea, and your incomparable skill in fire bending. To meet you is a great honor."

"Oh?" Iroh asked, pleased that this wasn't some assassin sent to kill him, or here on a personal vendetta. He was also surprised that there was apparently a place that greatly respected him.

In his youth, Iroh had been a general in the Fire Nation's army, leading their troops forward in the ever ongoing conflict with the rest of the world, the Earth Kingdom in particular. He had even famously laid siege to the Earth Kingdom capitol, which was considered to be impenetrable, and became the only person to breach the outer wall.

But, after besieging the city for over six hundred days, he eventually recalled his troops and returned home after his son was killed.

Because of him besieging the city, Iroh was hated and feared throughout the entire Earth Kingdom, and was quite possibly still the person they would endeavor to capture and execute the most, aside from the Fire Lord himself.

And back in the Fire Nation Iroh knew that, while he WAS still respected amongst the military to an extent, amongst the nobles and such he was considered a joke and a failure.

Not only did he retreat from the Earth Kingdom capitol, but he had also allowed his younger brother, Ozai, to steal the throne that was rightfully his without the slightest bit of a fight. This has also earned him the title of coward amongst some of the bolder elite within the Fire Nation.

The truth however was that when he returned from the war, Iroh was just too tired to care about the throne.

When he left he had his son, his father, his brother, and his sister-in-law along with her children, Zuko and Azula. When he returned though, Iroh had already been forced to bury his only child, his father had perished, and his sister-in-law had been exiled.

Had he desired to claim his birthright, Iroh would have had to challenge Ozai to a duel, and kill him to ensure something like this never happened again. So rather than lose another member of his family, this time by his own hand, Iroh accepted the humiliation and set aside all interest in the throne.

So, hearing there was apparently a place where he was not regarded with disdain and cowardice, Iroh was more than a little surprised as the waitress brought the two of them their tea.

"Shall we toast then? To new friendships and good tea!"

"I'll drink to that!" The man said, as they both raised their cups up respectfully before taking a sip of the scaldingly hot beverage.

"Ah. An interesting blend to be sure." Iroh commented as he savored the lingering taste of the tea.

"Indeed. Though I would be remiss to say that my wives do not brew better tea." The stranger replied, making the old man's ears peek up.

"Wives? As in, multiple?" He asked, with a hint of envy.

"Indeed. A great many of them. I am a VERY lucky man to have so many wonderful women devoted to me." The man said while swirling the tea in his cup absentmindedly, before adopting a serious expression.

"As much as I would like to chat aimlessly, and brag about my wives, there IS a matter of business that I need to discuss with you Iroh."

"Oh? And what matter is this?" Iroh asked curiously. But nothing could have prepared him for the conversation that followed.

"The return of the Avatar is at hand."

"..."

Understandably, Iroh was not sure how to reply to that comment.

To many, the Avatar was a god-like figure that would return one day and put an end to this hundred-year long war. To others, the Avatar was a failure or coward, who stood by and allowed the Fire Nation to terrorize the rest of the world. And to the Fire Nation, the Avatar was a threat that needed to be captured and imprisoned as soon as possible.

And naturally, there were all kinds of theories regarding why the Avatar has been absent. They ranged from them being killed with the rest of the air benders a hundred years ago, to that they were never reborn to begin with, preventing the continuation of the cycle. It was also for that reason that the Fire Nation conducted so many raids on the South Pole, for it was calculated that the next Avatar would be born there, instead of at the North Pole.

"And what would leave you to believe that the Avatar is about to return?" Iroh asked the stranger, glancing around them carefully to ensure they weren't being overheard.

"Sozin's Comet is going to return soon. When that happens, Ozai will use its power to completely destroy any semblance of balance remaining within this world. The only way to prevent that from happening is the return of the Avatar. However, the situation regarding the Avatar is a little.....complicated."

"How so?"

"Well for starters, the Avatar is NOT an old man who has spent the last hundred years mastering the elements, and neither is he in hiding. In fact, he doesn't even know about the war or the death of his people in the slightest."

If Iroh was intrigued before, he was fully invested now as he hung onto the stranger's every word.

He had plenty life experience dealing with people, including a childhood preparing him to take the throne of Fire Lord one day, so Iroh knew how to tell l when someone was lying to him. Either the man before him was a gifted liar that could put Azula to shame, or he was telling the truth.

Of course there was always the chance that he was completely nuts, and only THOUGHT he was telling the truth. But Iroh doubted that was the case as he listened to his tale.

If what he was saying was true, then the Avatar had quite the pitiful life until now.

Apparently, he was an incredibly gifted airbender, being one of the youngest ever to receive their tattoos that marked them as a master. But then he was prematurely informed that he was the Avatar, several years before he was supposed to be told.

The reason behind this was the growing fear that war was coming to the world, and that the Avatar would be needed. Unfortunately this led to a significant oversight by the air bending masters.

After learning of his true identity, the Avatar, apparently named Aang, was quickly ostracized by those of the same age as him due to the difference of status. They would even refuse to let him join in on their games due to it being considered an unfair advantage.

Meanwhile the masters themselves completely altered their treatment of Aang, with the sole exception of one. In a word, they treated him like a tool or weapon.

Aang was expected to be training constantly in preparation for the coming war, despite still being a child. It was as if all identity of his was stripped away, and the only thing anyone saw afterwards was the Avatar. Aside from his main teacher, Monk Gyatso.

Being his main teacher and guardian, Monk Gyatso was the only person to continue treating Aang as the person he was, instead of just the Avatar. He had also been the one to protest telling Aang of his true identity until he was old enough.

But unfortunately, the other monks saw Gyatso as an obstacle to Aang's growth due to their closeness, and elected to send the young Avatar away to one of the other temples. And when he found this out, Aang himself voluntarily ran away.

Being the Avatar had taken away everything he cared about, and he had had enough.

Regardless of Aang's intentions, such as if he planned to return after cooling head and such, he and his sky bison were caught in a vicious storm that drove them into the sea. It was at that point that Aang inadvertently triggered the Avatar state, a powerful technique exclusive to the Avatar in which they were able to draw on the knowledge and experience of all of their previous lives to wield unimaginable power.

It was this state that saved himself and his bison from drowning, by preserving both of them in a massive iceberg for the last hundred years.

"Incredible..." Iroh uttered when the stranger finished telling the tale, a veritable storm of emotions swirling within him as he tried to process everything he had just learned.

He felt pity for the young Avatar that had his life ruined by his true identity, and disappointment in the air bending masters of old for their treatment of him.

While their concerns for the coming war WERE valid, Iroh felt that monk Gyatso was right in his handling of the young Avatar by treating him as a person, and not as a weapon. Iroh even lamented the fact that he could not share a cup of tea with this esteemed air bending master, who seemed wiser than his fellows by far.

Their treatment of Aang even reminded Iroh of his niece, who had been groomed from a young age to be a tool by his brother, Ozai.

But, there was one thing he did not understand.

"Why tell me all of this?" Iroh asked with confusion.

Technically, he was still a part of the Fire Nation despite joining his nephew in exile. He was 'obligated' to inform his brother of the return of the Avatar, the last Airbender.

"Because, I want to ask something of you." The stranger said, to which Iroh paid complete attention.

"When Aang recovers from the iceberg, I want you to help and guide him in place of his deceased master, Gyatso. He will be a stranger to these times, this world. Everyone he knew is long dead with one sole exception, leaving him completely and utterly alone in this world.

"Not only would he have to learn the other three bending disciplines, but he would also need to lead the world to a better future once the war is ended. Who better to help him in such an endeavor than one of the White Lotus?"

As the stranger finished speaking, he placed a single tile onto the table belonging to a game Iroh loved to play, featuring a white lotus on it.

Immediately he reflexively went to take his own tile in his fingers, only to find it gone. And then he realized where it went.

"How did you do that?" Iroh asked with a slight pout as he retrieved his stolen tile and returned it to his pocket.

"Trade secret." The man said with a light smile, making Iroh's pout deepen before he sighed tiredly.

"As for your request, I cannot guarantee anything. As you very well may know, we are on a quest to capture the Avatar. I cannot abandon my nephew in his time of need, and I cannot expect him to welcome the Avatar on to our ship without first putting him in chains..."

"I expected as much." The stranger said as he stood to leave. "I just wanted to give you a heads up. Plus, who knows what the future will actually bring us despite our best intentions."

His piece said, the stranger then turned to leave.

"Before you go, will you at least give me your name, friend?" Iroh asked him, making the man look back at him with a slight smirk on his lips.

"Alexander D. Morningstar. I'm also known as the Dragon Emperor, or the sun god."

Iroh blinked at such a strange name and titles before the stranger disappeared, his hulking figure vanishing like a puff of smoke amongst the crowds of people. Now, more than the mast several minutes, Iroh believed he had been visited by a spirit.

It was the only logical conclusion for everything that just happened.

Of course, he planned to do as the spirit asked of him, but he would need to do so without turning full traitor of the Fire Nation, and without betraying his nephew. So the first thing he would need to do, is send word to the rest of the White Lotus that were stationed around the world. They could help him protect and guide the Avatar.

Iroh tossed a couple coins down onto the table to pay for the two cups of tea, and stood to make his way out of the tea shop. His nephew would be busy for a while yet, and now he himself had work to do.

...

"So what was that all about?" Suki asked as Alex returned to Zenith, and they resumed their journey to the South Pole.

"I just noticed someone who I felt I ABSOLUTELY needed to talk to." Alex responded as he sat back in a chair on the deck, before Azula readily appeared to service him.

"Who was that old man?" Anne asked Alex curiously, while Grayfia also perked an ear up to listen in.

"He's just my fuddy duddy uncle." Azula stated dismissively as she took her mouth off of Alex's cock, before she dived back down on it once more.

"His name is Iroh." Alex said plainly, to which only Anne recognized the name as her eyes widened in realization.

While everyone else remained confused, Anne pulled a wooden box out of her personal storage space and opened it to reveal numerous scrolls, each of which detailed intricate fire bending forms and techniques. They were the same scrolls that Alex made her raise a cup of tea up to toast their creator after she received them from the Chatroom shop.

"That's right Anne, he's the one who created those scrolls you got." Alex affirmed, though everyone else just grew increasingly curious. After all, Alex NEVER paid anyone respect.

The only exception was perhaps Wukong, but they had a special relationship as student and teacher.

So, Alex had to explain to them all exactly why Iroh was someone he respected, all the way to the South Pole.

***

"Haaa...." Katara breathed out as she calmed her body, focusing only on the cold around her and beneath her as she sat cross-legged in the snow and meditated, completely naked.

It was a training method suggested to her by some of the girls in the Chatroom, to better her bending and control over ice and snow. The idea was that the more she exposed herself to the cold, and understood the cold, the better her bending over it would be.

Unfortunately the only thing she seemed to be getting from this practice was a VERY cold pussy and butt. Both of which prompted repetitive waves of goosebumps across her skin, while her nipples were erected to the point that it almost felt painful.

Thank the spirits that she didn't need to worry about getting frostbite so easily as a member of the Water Tribe. Otherwise even just living at the South Pole would have been impossible for her people.

For several minutes Katara breathed the cold air in and out, allowing it to fill her lungs while the snow and air chilled her on the outside.

Soon, ice crystals began to form in the space around her as Katara began freezing the moisture in the very air itself, and a layer of frost began to form upon her light brown skin to chill her even further. Yet she barely even felt it as she adjusted more and more to the cold.

Suddenly, Katara opened her eyes and exhaled deeply, forming a cloud of mist around her that hung in the air. If she weren't surrounded by snow and ice, then a noticeable layer of frost would have formed on every surface in her immediate area.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, Katara bent the water from the snow and ice around her before instantly freezing it again, creating a massive pillar of spiked ice. But not just any ice, ice that was colder than normal ice, which would allow it to resist the heat for far longer than normal ice.

It would be especially effective when combatting fire benders.

It was a grim line of thought for Katara, but necessary given their current circumstances. Especially after she and Lapras sunk a Fire Nation warship when they visited previously.

Soon more would follow to investigate where they went, and she needed to be ready for them.

Now that she could truly practice and train her bending, Katara was fully dedicated to defending her village for as long as necessary. Of course, Sokka was more than a little put out by this, given just how powerful she was compared to a 'great warrior' like him.

Katara then wondered if Alex would be able to help her brother grow stronger when he finally came for her, a thought that caused the interior of her body to heat up notably.

Katara was woefully inexperienced when it came to men, especially since all of the young men went off to war years ago when she was still a child. If that hadn't happened, then she probably would have been married, and possibly even at least pregnant, by now.

The ONLY 'man' that wasn't too old to go to war within a hundred miles of her was her own brother, Sokka. So needless to say that her exposure to sexual desires was lacking compared to other girls her age.

At the mere thought of Alex though, the only other man Katara had truly spoken to in years, was enough to make her body heat up with desire. Especially since almost every single picture and video of him posted to the Chatroom showed him naked, and engaged in sexual indulgence.

Katara decided to do the same now, since she was alone and away from the village to train with some privacy.

Already naked, she rolled to her back in the snow while activating the Chatroom and scrolling until she found what she was looking for, a short clip of Alex as he had sex with some of the girls. This particular one however showed him with Tione and Tiona, the twin Amazons, as he fucked them in various ways.

Of course Katara focused on Alex's cock as he plunged it into their tight little pussies, imagining it was her own as her left hand started groping her breast, and her right traveled downward to explore her increasingly hot folds.

"Ha!" Katara breathed out suddenly as her fingers traveled over her slit, prompting her to spread her legs into as wide an M as possible, as if she were opening herself up for anyone who came along to see.

Soon her fingers were vanishing into her vagina one at a time, starting with the middle finger before she added the pointer, and then the ring finger.

*Shlick shlick shlick*

The sound of her wetness was all that could be heard as Katara pleasured herself in the increasingly dark and silent night, where the only other sound to be heard was the gentle slap of small waves.

In her mind, it was Alex's cock entering her instead of her fingers, messing her up and turning her into a complete and utter slut. She had no idea what the word actually meant, but could derive that it meant she liked sex by the way the girls used it in the Chatroom.

"Hahn..." Katara whimpered, her panting transitioning to a whine of need as she fingered herself while watching the pornographic material before her. And then Alex took things a bit further.

Creating a second cock below his first, Alex proceeded to stick it into Tiona's asshole while his first remained in her cunt, allowing him to fuck both of her holes at once.

Katara then displayed just how skilled she had become at controlling water, as she used the fingers still inside her to draw a small stream of water to rise up from the snow. And then, with a small jerk of those same fingers, the stream of water shot forward into her own asshole.

"Oh spirits above!" Katara cried out as the freezing cold water filled her bowels, before swirling around inside of her while simultaneously thrusting in and out of her in time with her fingers.

"Oh yes~!" Katara moaned from the dual stimulation, especially the contrast between her increasingly hot pussy, and now freezing ass.

A small part of Katara wondered when she became such a dirty girl as she masturbated in the snow, her eyes firmly locked onto the video of Alex fucking Tione and Tiona as she imagined herself in their place. On the other hand, the biggest thing Katara was focusing on was how to bring herself even more pleasure.

So when Tiona was put into a position with her face down and butt in the air, Katara rolled over and did the same in the snow. She even continued to finger herself while bending the water so that it was flowing into and out of her butt.

"Yes...Yes.... YES!" Katara cried as she neared her impending climax, increasing the pace of both her fingers and the flow of water.

"Perhaps you would like some help with that?" Came a voice Katara had never heard before, before a pair of rough hands gripped her ass.

"Huh?!"

"?!?!?!"

"HAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Katara then let out a cry like an artic hippo as something HOT, LONG, and HARD entered BOTH her ass and her pussy, making her cum instantly despite being deflowered.

"How dirty you are~!" The man said as both her pussy and asshole spasmed around his cocks, squeezing and constricting around him as he slowly pushed into her, until she barely registered his hips hitting her butt.

Katara went cross-eyed as the cocks bottomed out in her, pressing her further into the snow that puffed up with each of her breaths.

"Nice and tight." He said, before he began to vigorously fuck her into the snow.

*Pa!*

*Pa!*

*Pa!*

"Hahn!"

"Hahn!"

"Hahn!"

All that could be heard in the night was the smacking of flesh and Katara's moans as she was fucked like a common whore, making her cum over, and over, and over again.

At some point She was pulled up out of the snow as the man grabbed her hands, and pulled her upwards so that she was on her knees, looking up as waves of light appeared in the sky, dancing in a myriad of hues above them.

"Here you go!" The man declared, before Katara felt something HOT flood into her womb and bowels, triggering her most intense orgasm yet as fluid sprayed from her crotch onto the snow before them.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The man ceased all of his movements as Katara came harder than she ever had in her life, before going limp as she fell back against him with nothing but the cocks inside her to hold her up.

"So how was your first time?" The man asked, gropping her breasts nonchalantly while she struggled to catch her breath.

"Amazing..." Katara breathed out, before looking up at the man for the first time. "I didn't realize you were here, Alex."

"I wanted it to be a surprise." Alex said as he continued groping her, before he rose to his feet and began walking back towards her village while leaving her clothes where she had previously discarded them.

"We're going back like this?" Katara asked him, as both of them were naked and she was still impaled on his cocks.

"Is that a problem?"

"Hm... Well, the children in the village should be asleep by now, and nearly our entire population is women right now... But there's still Sokka and Gran-Gran."

"Ha! You have no idea how much I wanted to see Sokka freak out from watching me fuck you." Alex exclaimed, recalling all of the memorable freak outs Sokka had in the show. Hell, he was also tempted to give him cactus juice just to make the entire scene more hilarious.

"Hmmm. That WOULD be entertaining, but there's still Gran-Gran. I don't want to give her a heart attack after all." Katara said after taking a moment to contemplate Alex's words.

"Alright then. I'll dress us when we get closer." Alex told her, though he made no attempt to pull her up off of his cocks before then either.

He only did so when the soft light of village could be seen, making Katara wimper slightly after growing used to feeling the masses inside of her. She wasn't left too 'empty' for long though, as Alex used the surrounding ice to craft Katara a specially made plug for her rear end, also enchanted to not give her frostbite from use.

Afterwards, Alex used his magic to garb her in the finest furs Katara had ever seen and felt, making her feel almost like Water Tribe royalty. And when they entered the village, every single eye turned towards the two of them.

"Katara! Its so nice to finally meet you in person!" Ty Lee declared as she bounded over to greet them. Of course she was dressed lightly, as she had been studying the same breathing techniques used by Aang and Zuko to remain warm in cold climates.

"Ty Lee?" Katara uttered in surprise, not having expected her here as well.

A glance around also showed her Suki, as well as several other girls from the Chatroom. But there were also several girls she did not recognize, a couple dozen garbed in the same uniform as Suki, and one who was completely naked aside from a few sparse articles that did nothing for modesty.

"KATARA!"

"And here we go..." Katara groaned as the same brother she and Alex had been discussing marched up, his face beet red with fury.

"You DARE to bring the Fire Nation HERE!" Sokka demanded while pointing at Ty Lee and the naked girl in accusation.

"This little peasant!" The naked girl sneered. "I am Azula, daughter of the Fire Lord himself!"

Azula's declaration prompted numerous whispers and muttering amongst the women of the village, none of which were anything nice while several discussed taking her captive. Of course the princess just sneered at them in contempt, and was tempted to roast them all here and now.

A single look from Alex however was not only enough to quell such thoughts, but to also send a trickle of wetness running down her inner thighs.

"We are not with the Fire Nation." Alex said so that they could all hear him.

"Azula is their princess, and Ty Lee is from the Fire Nation. But I have made the former into my slave, and Ty Lee is also the only air bender in the entire world." He continued, before Ty Lee gave them all a demonstration by summoning a gust of wind that swirled some of the snow around them.

"""..."""

The women of the Water Tribe were struck silent in awe of the style that was thought to have been extinct for a hundred years. The only other man present aside form Alex however....

"Whoopdy doo! She can use 'magic air'!" Sokka stated cynically, not at all impressed.

"Oh Sokka, Sokka, Sokka." Alex said while clapping the younger man on the shoulder, and shaking his head. "You REALLY need to have a more open mind, or you'll just end up burning yourself. And a word of advice, I would NOT make any of these girls mad."

"Pft! Sokka snorted while shrugging off Alex's hand.

"Oh PLEASE! What do I need to worry about from a bunch of girls?"

"""..."""

"Go ahead Suki." Alex said with exasperation, even as he tried to keep the smirk off of his face.

"With pleasure." Suki said dryly as she opened her fan, already fairly annoyed from Sokka's attitude until now.

"Oh wow! What are you gonna do, fan me to death?" Sokka snorted, to which Alex could only shake his head helplessly.

What followed could only be considered a completely one-sided beating as Suki knocked Sokka on his ass, repeatedly. There WAS one time when that didn't happen though, because Sokka ended up in a similar position to Katara when Alex found her.

"Hm...." Alex hummed as he looked between the siblings.

"What is it?" Katara asked him, now in a pretty good mood after seeing her brother get his butt handed to him.

"I was just thinking that must be the default position for you and Sokka." Alex said, before smacking Katara on the butt.

The action drew numerous gazes from the women of the Water Tribe, even as Alex approached the fallen Sokka afterwards. Of course, Sokka was wallowing in his shame after getting his ass kicked by a girl.

"Don't let it get you down Sokka." Alex said while knealing beside him.

"..."

"If you want, I can help you get stronger." Alex offered, making Sokka look at him slowly.

"Really?"

"Of course! That's what family is for!" Alex exclaimed.

"Family?" Sokka asked, confused.

"Well yeah. I mean, the reason I came all the way here was to pick up Katara." Alex said, gesturing to the other guy's sister, who was fidgeting shyly while the rest of the women looked at her incredulously.

"Wait, what?"

"Anyways. Though I say I can help you get stronger, it WILL mostly be up to you to do so. All I'm gonna do is give you a slight push." Alex said, sweeping what he'd said about Katara under the rug.

"Hold on! Tell me what's going on between you and my sister!"

"So with that, I wish you luck. Try not to die!"

"What do you mean!" Sokka demanded, before a portal opened and swallowed him up mid-sentance.

"What did you just do with Sokka?" Katara asked Alex worriedly.

"I just sent him to the Hunting Grounds." Alex said as if it were obvious.

"The Hunting Grounds?" Katara asked.

"Yep~! There, Sokka will have to go through numerous trials that will test his ability to survive, and fight. If he passes them, then he will have the chance to become a Werebeast. It'll also be up to him which one he chooses." Alex explained, already wondering which one Sokka would choose. His money was on either Werewolf, Werebear, or Wereshark.

"Will Sokka survive?" Asked one of the oldest members of the Water Tribe present, who also bore a striking resemblance to Katara.

"You must be Gran-Gran." Alex observed. "And yes, he will survive. Usually the trial can be lethal, but I'll assign someone to keep an eye on him."

As he said that, Alex sent word to Aela to do so since she was one of the best at stalking and watching her prey from a distance. Aside from Artemis of course, but the goddess of the hunt was currently VERY pregnant. She could keep an eye on Sokka and keep him alive without him ever realizing it.

"Thank you. I appreciate your consideration." Gran-Gran said while bowing her head at Alex.

"Don't worry about it. And if you want, I'll also help the rest of the younger Water Tribe women become stronger too!" Alex offered, surprising them quite a bit as they looked at each other and Alex curiously.

...

"Haaa." Alex sighed contently as he relaxed in his bed back within the space-time orb, surrounded by quite a few naked and VERY satisfied women. Including the women of the southern Water Tribe.

Instead of sending them to the Hunting Grounds or something like he had Sokka, Alex planned to make the Southern Water Tribe stronger as a whole by increasing the amount of water benders they had, like he had with Ty Lee. Unlike Ty Lee though, they were all in fact water benders.

And not only would they have the next 'week' within the spce-time orb to train their new bending abilities, but they would also have Katara and Anne helping them learn, compared to the two of them having to figure things out on their own. This also gave the Southern Water Tribe the chance to regain their former strength and influence without the need for the Northern Water Tribe to step in.

As for the fact that several of them were actually married? Alex didn't give a shit.

Normally Alex would try to at least be a LITTLE bit considerate about fucking another man's wife, unless there were extenuating circumstances, but this time he didn't give a fuck. THEY were the ones who took off and left their wives and children alone and defensless for so many years.

Not only would they be unable to defend themselves if the Fire Nation decided to attack, which they did both already and in the original timeline, but it also made them struggle just to provide food for themselves and others since the men were the main hunters.

While Alex could appreciate their desire to help in the war effort, especially after the death of Sokka and Katara's mother, it was stupid and irresponsible for ALL of them to leave.

So he didn't feel the least bit sorry about fucking their wives.

It was only supposed to be a one time thing, to make them all stronger as water benders, but if they decided to come back for more Alex wouldn't refuse them.

So, feeling quite satisfied after a a full day of travel, drinking tea, and most importantly, fucking, Alex closed his eyes while being sandwhiched between Katara and Ty Lee, with Azula passed out between his legs with his cock in her mouth.

Just as he was about to drift off to sleep though...

"???"

"Hm?" Alex hummed as something caught his attention, or more specifically someONE.

"Oh? I guess its true what they say, there truly is no rest for the wicked." Alex muttered to himself with a smirk, before carefully disentangling himself from the mess of bodies and limbs. Once that was done, and he was sure no one had woken up, Alex vanished to go and investigate the disturbance he felt in the force.