My little sister absolutely luuuvs Avatar. She wrote this.

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What if Aang had a twin that nobody knew about.

Intro

The Maratia was a valuable creature. They were master to all four elements along with the minor elements such as sand bending and metal bending. Her friends called her Mara. Her enemies called her the powerful beast. From the day she was born she knew that her twin brother would be the avatar. She had to keep her identity a secret or else horrible thing were bound to happen. The monks at the southern air temple knew what was at stake and they shipped her off to the fire nation's royal palace where they took care of her and treated her like royalty. They still didn't know that she was the twin of the avatar.

Chapter one

I was just a baby on the outside but very powerful on the inside. Although I didn't always know it, I was the Maratia. Keeping this secret was hard though because everyone knew that you were different. They knew something was wrong. But the truth is, I didn't know what was wrong either. I had been getting very sick lately, like there was a part missing, like something was gone.

This went on for twelve years. Then one day when I was walking down one of the fire nation roads with beautiful panda lilies and swaying oak trees with the gorgeous bright red buildings next to me, I froze. I couldn't move, not at all. Then, everything went black. I had blackouts often. That's when I could imagine this face, an air nomad with the bald head and sky blue arrow standing in front of me. He looked familiar, almost as if I had met him somewhere.

The next thing I know I felt… warm… inside. Suddenly I was able to move, but this time I was standing up on a platform, almost as if I was displayed along the roads of the fire nation. I looked down at the platform. There was a stone with the words written into it:

This girl was frozen here for one hundred years. A good friend to fire lord Zozin, and also a good friend to the royal family. She never lived to see her friends until their deaths. May she rest in peace.

I looked up. The courtyard with the trees and flowers now looked… bare… and dull. What had happened? Where did all of my friends go? How long, again, was I "frozen"? I stepped off of the platform and all of the people of the fire nation stared and gasped. They were looking at my arm. So, I did too. There was a tattoo that had a dragon head on my palm went straight down and spiraled around my arm. What did this mean? Was I possessed with some kind of spirit?

That was when I ran down to the royal palace and knocked on the door. I said to the guards, " My name is Mara, and I wish to speak to fire lord Zozin." All they did was laugh. Then they grabbed my arms and dragged me. But I didn't know where they were dragging me. I was angry. There was no way the guards of my own home were going to throw me in jail. Instead of taking me to jail, however, they took me to the new fire lord. "Where is fire lord Zozin? Who are you and what you done with my friends?" I yelled. All he did was chuckle. It was a very evil chuckle like he was born with a bad heart, like he had evil inside of him and out.

"Fire lord Zozin died almost a hundred years ago. I am fire lord Ozai. Your friends died. I did not do anything to them. Now you will treat me with respect and I will return it to you. If you put one foot out of line, one slip up then I will not hesitate to bring you down. Are we clear?" he glared at me. That was the most horrible speech I had gotten in a long time, but all I did was nod. There was nothing I could do now. "You will be shown to your room now," he said.

The guards grabbed onto my shoulders but this time they held on tighter because I was trying to fight them, but two grown men against a twelve-year old girl wasn't a fair match. Then we walked through the halls that I had walked through one hundred years ago.

As they were taking me to my "room," I saw a girl. I could tell she was older than me. She had the most frightening glare there could ever be on a person. She was wearing a fire nation princess outfit. It looked like the one I used to wear! Then I remembered that I had ripped mine on the spine in the back. So, as we were walking passed her I looked back, there was the rip. That was my uniform! What in the world was she doing with it?

Then we came to my room. They opened up the huge doors that were imprinted with leaves and beads. It was one of the most amazing patterns I had ever seen in my one hundred and twelve years. Then they tossed me in. I thought it was going to be a prison cell but I guess not. There was a beautiful bed with curtains surrounding it the color of red pink and orange.

Then to the left of the bed was a dresser full of brand new fire nation princess outfits. But what caught my eye the most was a letter sitting on the bed. The guards left the room. I was alone. I walked over to the letter and opened it. There was a bandage and a note inside. I read the note. It said:

Dear Mara,

I have known you would be here right now for some time. I told them to give you this letter when you returned. I figured that I would be the right person to tell you. You are not from the fire nation. You are from the southern air temple. We never wanted you to know that you had a twin brother but he is what caused you to freeze. He had frozen himself to save his air bison and his life.

He will travel the world mastering all four kinds of bending. You may travel the world too if you wish, but when you do you must wear this bandage around your arm and cover your tattoo. It will keep your identity as the Maratia safe.

Yours truly,

Monk Giatso

That was when I knew my destiny. That was when I would be able to fulfill my destiny as the Maratia. I took the bandage and wrapped it around my arm. I changed out of my old clothes and wore a new princess outfit. This one was much better than the old one I wore. It was the same as my old one but this one was shinier and much silkier. Now I was ready to find the avatar, in other words, my twin brother.