A/N Hey, this is Lily, the writer of the story that you are about to read. All copyrights go to the nickelodeon, or whoever owns Avatar: The Last Airbender, but any characters you do not recognize, belongs to me. You must ask for my permission before you would be able to use them. Please enjoy my story and i appreciate feedback, positive and negative.
Remember that story that your parents used to tell you when you were younger as a bedtime story? The one about a person so powerful, maybe the most powerful person in the world? They could have been a man or a woman, whatever destiny decided to choose. They existed in a world where there were four elements, sacred to four different cultures. These cultures were the Earth Kingdom, which mastered the art of earthbending; the Water Tribes, mastered in waterbending; the Fire Nation, who were mastered in firebending; and lastly, but certainly not the least, the Air Nomads, which mastered in airbending. In this world, there is one person whos powerful and can master in all elements. They are called the Avatar. You've heard the legend about one specific Avatar, I'm sure. His name was Aang. But of course, you didnt hear the legend of Aria, well atleast, not yet. All of you have to do is read on, to learn about the legend of Aria - the first Guardian.
She looked out the window as dark clouds start spreading through the sky. Her eye brows furrowed as she searched for her brother from her high tower room. She didn't find him any where. She closed her eyes and thought about him and asked herself where could he possible be. An image flashed in her head and her eyes snapped open. She rushed across her room to her staff but paused midway, realizing that it would only make flying worse in this weather. She locked her door and ran back to the window, climbing out and looking down at the courtyard to make sure there was nobody to witness her leaving. The rain drops splashed her face as she looked down then at the sea, trying to envision her brother. She jumped down to a lower roof and started to run. At the edge, she pushed herself off and flew to the sky, using the wind blowing around her to her advantage. She let it carry her towards the sea to the south, where her brother always went when he needed to think. It wasn't until she had become exhausted from using so much of her energy that she spotted a dot in the horizon. She used a new-found energy to shoot towards the dot, hoping to all the gods, any that were out there, that it was her brother. Once the dot focused more into an image, she sighed with relief when she recognized the flying-bison. Its saddle was empty, with an exception of a young boy, bald and blue arrows circling on his body. She landed in the saddle, and kneeled in front of her brother, who was staring out to the darkened sky, conscious of her presence. He didnt say anything, and she sat there, staring at him as she gathered her breath. It was still raining and it seemed like the storm was getting worse.
"Aang," she said, raising her voice to be audible over the storm, but it wasnt working so well. Aang looked at her with sad eyes, but didnt respond. Suddenly she knew what this was all about, she knew the pressure they were all putting on him, and how they were separating Aang from her and Monk Gyasto. She shuffled towards her brother and put her arms around him, as they both cried, but the rain masking their tears. They stayed like that for a while, falling asleep in each others arms.
It was the raging storm that woke them up again. Appa was having difficulty flying but not even she could help with the winds blowing this hard; it was out of her control. Aang went up front and took the bison's rains, trying to guide them to safety, but it wasnt working. Appa lost control and crashed them into the ocean. Underwater, she could still see, but she was intent on looking for her brother. She saw Appa, who had lost consciousness, then she saw Aang, who no longer had his eyes open and was just floating. She screamed his name, not caring that it caused her to exchange oxygen for water in her lungs. The last thing she remembered before everything went black was her swimming towards him then a bright light.