Before I start. This is my first FanFiction. I just finished the Avatar series and I need a new fix. I found this site and fell in love with the stories, then decided to try my luck at some.
I really hope you enjoy what you read. I'm trying my best to make my idea super interesting so I gladly await reviews to help make this better.
I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender. Not the story, not the characters, nothing.
The three spirits sat still as stone, in a circle in the grove. The tall trees filtered out most of the suns faint rays creating a calm, cool meeting area for the old Avatars. Each sat with a look of concentration pasted across their aged faces. Eyes closed and thoughts racing, they all tried to relax, but the news was just too much for even the most wise and powerful in the world, when they were living that is. The Air Nomad was breathing slowly, in and out, trying to keep her calm state of mind. Kuruk of the water tribe showed no emotion. The earth kingdoms Avatar had a remorseful look spread across her painted face. They all sat in silence for the good part of an hour before Kyoshi finally broke the silence.
"I'm sorry, what I said was out of line," Kyoshi apologized.
"It's what we were all thinking," Kuruk assured her.
"But that doesn't make it right, does it Kuruk?" Kyoshi asked.
"How are we to know what is right and wrong anymore? Everything we know has just been torn to shreds. Our stable footing has fallen beneath us. This very well could mark the start of a new world. One that we will have no power to control," Kuruk's tone began to get stern.
"Calm down, brother Kuruk," Yangchen said. A cool breeze fluttered in through the trees as she spoke putting Kuruk back in his place. "All that we know for sure is that we've made a terrible mistake."
"Lucky for us we have no Avatar god to reprimand us," Kuruk half chuckled.
"No, the people left in the world have to deal with our mistakes. They have to make everything we do wrong, right. That doesn't seem like the way it should be to me," Kyoshi spoke again.
"It might not be a bad thing," Yangchen reminded her. "We have yet to see the outcome of this mistake. It might help keep the world in better balance. Remember how hard it was for you to keep everything under control during your reign as avatar, Kyoshi? Wouldn't it have been nice to have a little help?"
"But that's not they it was supposed to be," She let her head fall into her hands. The first sign of weakness and regret she had ever shown. "There is no way this can be right."
"We were too hasty," Kuruk said.
"We were desperate," Yangchen told him.
"We were scared," A new voice chimed in.
"Roku, how nice of you to join us," Yangchen greeted him.
Roku fell to his place in the circle. Confusion was the only emotion shown in his face and he wasn't used to it. None of the Avatars were. They were supposed to know what to do when disaster takes form, but none of them had an answer for this.
"Did you inform Aang?" Avatar Kyoshi asked.
"After a very long while of considering our choices, I decided that it would be better in Aang didn't know of this problem," Roku sighed. "Let us hope Osia never learns of his power. If we block ourselves from his thoughts then he should never have an understanding of his power. He doesn't have us to teach him his full potential."
"Can't we just destroy him?" Kuruk asked.
"You know full well we can't destroy him. He is as much connected to us now as Aang," Yangchen reminded him.
"Why'd that little air bender have to go and die?" Kuruk mumbled.
"Why'd he have to come back," Kyoshi sighed.
The scene stayed serene. All the avatars returned to their thoughts to try and piece a plan together. Nothing was coming, and nothing ever would. They knew this and it scared them to death.
After a few minutes of silence avatar Roku spoke. "We were placed in a tough spot, and we acted as any reasonable avatar would. Aang was dead. We gave new life to a capable body so they could end the war. We all knew we couldn't wait 18 years for the next avatar to come of age. Then Katara brought Aang back and our creation became a problem. Unfortunately we can't take back what we did. Osia is protected for life by the same people whose laws he is breaking. The only way things can change is if Aang can destroy Osia. That or hope that Osia won't ever discover what he is."
"It just doesn't make sense. There can't be two avatars," Kuruk said.
"Well there are now," Roku said.
Authors Notes:
This is just a quick little prologue to get a start to the story and give some backround. I know that technically Aang died while in the Avatar state so the line would be broken, but this is fanfiction so I'm gonna try this anyways. Thank you for reading.