Hey all, im kinda new to all this, but i think i'm supposed to have a disclaimer here... here goes.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN AVATAR. I have; however, used the world and references to some of events and characters off the show.

The rest is my and my friends ideas.

AVATAR

The Last Air bender, Continued…

Ripples disturbed the water once more as another failed attempt dispersed. Again, Saile moved his hands in the necessary motions, concentrating on the shape of a dragon. A small watery snake began to siphon from the small pond in front of him and form in the air above, but once again it broke and returned to its home.

"Don't be discouraged Saile, it took your father almost two weeks to get to where you've gotten in less than two days! At this rate you may even become a better water bender than even the chief!"

"I won't give up grandpa!" Saile said determined, "I know I can do it, it's just that something goes wrong right before the dragon forms. I just can't seem to hold it together."

"Creating an elemental dragon is the first technique taught after the basics for a reason. It teaches a new level of control and it forces you to use your bending in new ways."

The old man lifted one of his hands in the air and drew a semi-circle in the dirt as his foot flowed in the forms he knew too well, and finally brought his hands together. With his finger-tips touching, he paused for a moment, and then ripped his hands apart, which caused a sliver of water he had drawn out of the pond to grow bigger and materialize into the face and head of a fierce dragon. He then moved his arms in an arc, which caused the dragon to circle Saile. He dropped his arms and the dragon fell away.

Saile, who had been watching the entire thing very intently, suddenly lit up and a smile broke out across his face.

"Grandpa!" Saile exclaimed, "I think I know how to make it work!"

"Oh really now? Well, let's see it boy!"

Saile flowed through the forms as perfectly and as gracefully as he had done a hundred times before. He created the sliver of water in the air and waved his arms to begin calling the dragon.

Ok Saile, he thought, this is where you always go wrong. Hopefully this will work…

Saile ripped his hands apart to call the dragon, but at the same time, by increasing his concentration, he turned the water to ice. The head of the ice dragon began to form throwing the ringing sound of ice on ice across the water.

Saile waved his arm as his grandpa had done just moments ago to get the dragon to move out across the water. It looked as flawless as his grandpa's dragon, only it was made entirely of ice.

"Saile…" his grandpa said breathlessly, "That was an incredibly complicated technique! That requires much more concentration than creating a dragon of water. I'll admit it, I'm impressed!"

"Oh…" Saile said, "I just thought ice would be easier to deal with than water, cause you know, water is so… liquidy."

"Ha! Well you are MY grandson, and HIS kid, so I guess I shouldn't really be all that surprised."

Saile grinned. Ice was always easier for him to deal with than water. The elders always talked about how hard it was to use ice. Like how much concentration, training, and will power it takes to master it. Saile felt as if water should be the part that needed all that. To him, ice was easy.

To show off a little more to his grandpa, Saile opened his hand so that his fingers were pointed skyward. The dragon's smooth surface suddenly sprouted foot long spikes from head to tail. Saile smiled and let the dragon melt and fall back into the water. His grandpa stared.

...

Tain walked the dirt road, trying to keep a good pace to end the day, but the sun was setting fast. He knew it was time to call it a day. Yawning, he walked off the trail into the woods until he found a small patch of clear land.

This looks like a good enough spot. He thought.

He stomped the earth with his foot and raised his hands in front of himself making a point. As he did this, two slabs of earth rose up out of the ground and made a sort of make-shift tent. He tossed his pack inside and then crawled in next to it using it as a pillow. It wasn't long after his eyes closed that he fell asleep.

...

Saile's eyes snapped open at the sudden rush of wind through the house. He had overheard his grandfather and the neighbors talking the night before about the rumors of the air bender's supposed plan for revenge against the fire nation. Over the last few months, they had apparently been secretly training for and researching new technologies. It was said that they were not only planning their revenge against the fire nation for what they had done to their people, but also planning against the white lotus for supporting the fire nation. Not only that, but the white lotus were a form of government peacekeepers. Either way, the air nation was not to be trusted right now.

As he looked around the room, he noticed a shadow moving out in the other room. Saile decided to check it out. He grabbed his glass of water off the table next to his bed and walked into the other room. As he turned the corner he ran into the shadowy figure.

Instinctively he drew the water out of the cup and started to form the dragon. Right as it was about to form a ball of air flew out from the figure and disrupted the dragons formation. His fears confirmed; he sent a few water droplets toward the figure. As the droplets flew through the air they elongated and Saile froze them into deadly ice sickles. The mysterious air bender spun the air around the ice sickles, which slowed them down enough for him to dodge.

"Saile! Stop! I'm a friend!"

Saile froze. "Who are you?"

"I'm a member of the white lotus and a friend of your grandfather. I come with very important news. I'm sorry I startled you, but the need for secrecy is great."

...

Tain woke up from a sound sleep to the loud roar of unknown animals outside. He jumped up as quickly as he could to investigate, but he had forgotten how short he had made the tent so he slammed his head into the pointed roof. He immediately fell back down holding his wounded forehead, uttering a few swears. Thinking carefully this time, he slammed his foot down and the earth tent slid back into the ground. He instantly discovered the sound of the animals and the sight made him shiver.

Hundreds of air bison were soaring through the sky with at least two to three riders on each ones back. The sun still hadn't risen so the mass of bison were able to fly by undetected and out of sight. Tain decided he wanted to know where they were headed so he grabbed his bag and took off running. As he ran he realized what this could mean.

Please don't let this confirm the rumors.

...

A crude smell roused her from her dreamlike sleep. She sat up, only to find her hands bound with a small iron lock. She looked around to gain her bearings, and noticed that the dark room she was in was filled with natural gas. She frowned.

Well, so much for trying to fire bend my way out, she thought, I'll just end up blowing myself up.

Heavy footfalls announced the arrival of someone outside her little cell. The door creaked as it opened and a large man walked in. He was he wore no clothes on his upper body with the exception of the sash that kept a blazing white katana tied to his back. His chest had one very prominent scar running in the opposite direction as his sash making an "x" on his body, along with three smaller scars on his right shoulder. He still wore armored pants, as if he was in the middle of dressing when he was told of the capture. He was obviously someone with very high rank, and he probably deserved it. After examining the girl in front of him he spit on the ground next to him, which made the girl cringe.

"Well, well, look who we have here. A cute lil' lady from the fire nation." He spit again.

The girl glared defiantly but decided it best not to say anything. She glanced at the door.

"Oh, don't even think of escaping." He said while walking over to the door and opening it to reveal a full solider guard outside the room. Then walking back over to the girl, he grabbed her and put his face in her face so that her defiant golden eyes were level with his dirty grey ones.

"I'm sure you have already noticed that this room is gassed. If you fire bend even a spark, you will be blown… to bits. Now, little fire bender, tell me who you are, and maybe I will let you live. So unless you want to join these other three," he gestured toward the marks on his shoulder, "you will TALK!"

The girl whimpered, but said nothing.

"What? Are you a mute?" he asked. "I have no use of a mute."

The girl still said nothing.

"Have it your way." He said. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and picked her clean off the ground. She dangled helplessly as he held her there for a few moments. Then with the bulge of a muscle, he threw her into the opposite wall where she crumpled. Even though she had started to tear up, she still managed to stare defiantly at the man.

"The fire nation is nothing but trash and scum. I will be back, and when I am, I will get you to talk."

The door slammed as he exited the little room. The girl felt her shoulder where she had taken most of hit from the wall. It was definitely bruised. And she had felt quite a bit of hair get pulled out when he picked her up. She felt her hair, fingering the part that the big man had nearly ripped out. She smiled though, as she pulled the key out of her hair. The guard had held her for so long that she had plenty of time to swipe it, and since her hair really had hurt when she hit the ground, she had no problem hiding it there in plain sight. A soft click rang through the tiny room as the lock fell off. She smirked as she pictured the face of that ugly man when he found out she had escaped.