So these are the names I might use…uh huh

Amara
Zotar/ Zutar
Zana

Madon

Tespan

Actar

Akara

Agon

DECLAIMER: I do not own the characters that are on the show, but the ones that I obviously made up here.

At first this was suppose to be the same timeline as korra…idk….yet….should it be a new avatar or just korra…

"Uwah! Uwah"A baby cries, half buried in snow. There was a strong blizzard and the baby cries for attention, trying to overlap the noise from the storm.

"Uwah!" It wails. It was a baby girl barely a few months old weeping in the snow. Abandoned to fend for herself. A child barely a few months old.

A group of men in heavy eskimo outfits in blue comes walking her way. But due to the blizzard her wails are barely heard. A man from the group splits away from his companions. Soon he notices a trail of blood, he becomes weary.

"UWAH!"

"What is…" The trail of blood led to the child. He looks around the vicinity. The trail of blood continues but fades out because the blizzard would not allow anymore visual up to a certain point.

"Uwah!" The child cries. He looks down and tucks is boomerang away. He bends to study the infant. She was wrapped in fur and a lot of cloth, blood here and there and a smudge of blood on her face. The man reaches for the smudge and he tries to wipe it away. The baby stops crying with his touch and opens her eyes.

The man stares into a very lovely shade of electric blue. He searched for identification of some sort.

"Ah!" The baby says drooling, the man stops. She sneezes and then the child slowly closes her eyes. She was shaking but it wasn't evident because of the layers of cloth. Her lips blue and her face frosted in snow. The man moves faster now to warm the child.

It's been 12 years since the fated meeting of a child and the man who she will know as father…until today.

"We'll tell her the truth when she's a little older and when she can understand" The man says

"Understand? She's 12! I'm pretty sure she can understand, just tell her the truth. She's not our child!" His wife says disgusted that they lied to a child. A child that deserved to know the truth. No matter how cruel.

She was there, near the entryway of the room her parents were talking in. No, they weren't her parents. What was the truth? She ran to her room, crying. Questions arose in her head. She lied in her bed feeling sleepy from crying but questions kept her awake a little more, scenarios what had happened that led to this part of her life.

She fell asleep.

It's hot, why is it so hot? I wondered. I forced myself to wake up. I woke up in a jolt. Everything was engulfed in flames. What is happening? I was frightened. I backed into a corner. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. Somehow I knew something wasn't right, like I knew how this happened and I had no right to scream for help.

I looked to my right. A window on the wall I was leaning on. I sprinted and jumped of the window. Yes I wasn't thinking. I fell on soft snow. I looked at the place I knew as home. Only my room was burning. My room was melting, because my home- no. no it's not my home, is made of ice.

A loud shriek came from my throat. I finally screamed. What was happening?

The people I knew as family came out of the house after hearing my shriek. I looked at the people whom now just seemed like strangers. I knew. Yes, I knew. I knew that we weren't related. We didn't look alike, but I didn't want to believe we weren't related until someone told me.

Now looking at them, I saw. Their bronze skin compared to my milky pale skin was obviously different and it didn't stop from there. They had brown hair. I had black, pitch black. My hair waved in lovely waves and naturally neat looking. They're hair were puffy natural volume that I didn't exactly have, if my hair wasn't naturally wavy it wouldn't give the illusion of volume. My hair was shiny too. I didn't even look like them. People thought I was a snobbish rich kid or royalty. I did not fit in from the buggining.

But we had blue eyes. That was the only hope I honestly held on to. Even though their eyes were darker than mine, it was some type of resemblance.

Our body built was even different and because of the way they walk it gives them a boost, of natural strength that I did not possesses. Some boys pick on me because I look lost. I bet they knew. They knew.

"Amara." Was that even my name?

"How did you get outside?" He moves closer to me, I move back, bumping into someone. I turn, this is when I realize people had come out of their homes.

"Don't touch me!" I yelled trying to wave him way, fire came slicing through the air missing the man I bumped into, by a few inches. I was terrified.

"Amara! Calm down!" The man I knew as farther tells me, but I wasn't calm at all.

"Just leave me alone!" I yelled punching the air, fire came from my fists again. I was shocked and terrified. His son was able to waterbend to die the fire down.

"Amara!" His father calls me, I was too shocked to move. People tried to pin me down. This gave me a jolt of fear to course through me. I screamed, fire came from my mouth. I flailed my arms and leg, fire again came from my flailing body parts, I had hit several building. And because people who were holding me were afraid of me or were too worried about the buildings I melted they let go of me. I sprinted away, to a place where I knew there weren't people in.

"Amara!"

I don't know how long I've been running but my feet hurts. I tripped, I didn't want to stand, I tried to rise with my elbows. I stop as fresh tears fall onto the snow. I sat up as I wept.

It's been a few days or maybe I just lost track of time, I was able to eat by burning fish. Ha. I guess I am useful huh. I was able to think straight. I'm a firebender. So one of my parents or maybe both are benders, I reached for the platinum bracelet I had. Amara. It was shaped into my name. I wanted to throw it, but I had no heart to. I look at the distant. I had no place to go. If I went back would they forgive me for burning a part of the village? I probably didn't just melt building not everything was made with ice.

Evening came light snow was falling. I didn't have much clothing. I was freezing but I suppose not as much as certain people. And it made sense why I could stand the cold in some level. I was able to make a small bonfire to help keep me warm.

"Amara!" My eyes opened slowly, I had fallen asleep. And I suppose now I'm delusional. Frying fish wasn't exactly an easy method to catch fish.

"Amara there you are" It was the man I knew as father. Mandon, a small lump around my age was behind him. His son Agon.

"Uncle?" He looked pained as I called him uncle for the first time.

"Let's go home" He urges me up, and I realize this wasn't a dream. I pushed him off, no fire came. I feel on my butt with the sudden movement. I moved away on my butt

"Stay away!" I screamed

"Ama-"

"I don't want to hurt you!" I said

"I know you won't" He inch closer

"I said stay away!" I pushed him as he extended his hand, fire hit his arm. I was frozen in shock and so was Agon, the figure behind the man I had burned.

"I'm sorry!" I take a step closer, but then I knew Agon would hate me, I took a step back. I was ready to run.

"Wait!" Mandon hugs me, trapping me.

"I might burn you, let go! Let go!" I screamed as tears feel from my eyes.

"I'm okay it's a small burn, nothing that can't be healed"

I know it's a mess. I'm sleepy and I just idk cant think straight.

Tell me what u think and what I should do with the timeline…yep