Fire Air Water Earth Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. No one has seen the avatar in a hundred years. Now with the Fire Nation closing in on Earth Kingdom capitol;
Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them. But when the world needed him most, he vanished.
their goal of total control of the world almost finished, The world needs him the most.
I put down the book and stretched. My body was stiff from sitting still for so long; I glanced at the candle to find it on the last band. I had been sitting in the library for five hours. I sighed and stood up, it was probably late and the others were probably all asleep, except perhaps Abbot Tenzin who was on his fast. I put the book back on the shelf and picked my way over the burnt out wrecks of several stacks on the way to the exit.
The Eastern Air Temple whistled eerily as the wind was the only thing roaming these halls. Not even the lemurs dared come back here. I looked around the abandoned halls with a pang in my heart. This was the home of my people, and yet we lived in exile out of fear that the fire nation would come here again and finish what they started 100 years ago. I passed what once what I've been told was a beautiful mural of Avatar Yangchen, now just a burnt out hole in the stone.
I glanced at the hole; I knew most of my people blamed the Fire Nation for our exile, forced to scrape a living from Earth Kingdom villages and untouched wilds that were slowly getting smaller, but there were some who blamed the last Avatar, a young boy named Aang who ran away from this temple and disappeared, supposably al because he did not want to move away from his mentor Monk Gyatso. I couldn't blame Aang for not wanting to leave his home and family, and the war had not started by then. But he had not been seen for 100 years. Even if he had been mastering his powers in that time he would have come out from hiding by now, or have been found by someone else.
I looked down and patted the old leather satchel hanging from my side, containing scrolls and ancient toys I had collected from around the temple and the library. The Avatar would not abandon the world, so Aang must have died sometime in the past, which meant there was a new avatar out there, waiting to be discovered.
And I was going to do it.
Of course my family and friends didn't know about this, and they would try to stop me if they could. I had to leave now, not only because right now there would be no one to stop me. I had heard from a Earth Kingdom merchant that the Fire Nation was closing in on Ba Sing Se, and if the city fell-
I had to leave, and I had to leave now. I had to find the Avatar soon, or else the world was doomed.