Chapter 1
I was 16 for 112 years. That whole time I was in pain and I struggled to live. Your gonna need a better explanation aren't you? Here goes.
I was born as an Elementist- a being as powerful as the Avatar and usually misunderstood. We can bend all 4 elements too. We can enter the Sprit World. We are powerful. There are only three differences between us and our Avatars. In the cycle- fire, air, water, earth- We are always born one behind our Avatars. If the Avatar was Earth Kingdom, the Elementist would be of the Water Tribe. We do not have an avatar form- we see connections between people. If two people love each other we see it, like a ribbon tying them together. It's the same for seeing friends, enemies, relatives etc. But this power is dangerous and annoying. It shows all the connections two people will have together and we have to learn to tell which connection is at present. This power has also sent many Elementists crazy. The last difference is that if an Elementist dies before the Avatar, a new one (still one behind the Avatar) and takes the place of the dead one. However if the Avatar dies, the Elementist can choose to die with them or loose their powers. Many choose to die with the Avatar and those that don't go mad without their powers.
I was an exception. Avatar Roku was 63 when I was born. I should have been of the Earth Kingdom. But I was Fire Nation. Many people thought that my birth signified Roku's death. My first 5 years were a blur, but I happy. I had loving parents, a happy home. But at 5 a group of robbers and bandits attacked our farm. My parents hid me and died protecting me. I remember their screams and I remember doing nothing. Avatar Roku must have heard of my birth and was the one who drove the robbers away. To my knowledge, I never returned to my birth place. Maybe now I will. I also know that I've never called Avatar Roku anything but Grandfather. He was kind, well-tempered and great fun. He taught me fire-bending, then at 10 he introduced me to air-bending. He and his wife raised me and I loved them. I was 15 when rumours of war began. Little whispers among the fire nation. We became too busy with stopping raids on the Earth Kingdom and trying to stop Fire Lord Sozin's army from invading, to carry on my training.
One night Grandfather had a vision of the new Avatar. He dreamt of a 100 year gap in the Avatar cycle but saw that the Air Avatar will be alive either side of the gap. This was the same night as when the volcanos erupted. We both saved everyone on the island and tried to contain the volcano. We did okay until the second one erupted. Sozin came to help but even with all three of us pushing the lava, rock and magna, we couldn't stop the gas. The only air I was bending was hot volcanic gas. Sozin used this chance to leave us to die. He had his chance to start the war on the world and we couldn't stop him. With his last strength, Grandfather sent my body and spirt into the Sprit World. I woke up to his Spirt sleeping on a chair next to my bed. I tried not to wake him but ended up coughing until I couldn't breath. His eyes shot open and he forced air into my body. The pain of it seemed to tear my lungs, but I starting to breath again. Grandfather explained that the volcanic gas I breathed in has permanently damaged my insides and they would not heal. I would have to bend air into my body every time I started to cough like that. He explained that I didn't die, that he sent my body and sprit to the Sprit World. This is to save me- I wasn't dead. I didn't need to give my power to a new Elementist because I'm technically born for the new air Avatar. Grandfather said that I will stay in the Spirt world until the 100 year gap has finished. Then I will help the Avatar master fire and end the war.
We watched Sozin destroy the air temples. We saw the new Avatar run away. We were made to watch as the Fire Nation took power, wiping out towns villages and the Air Nomads. Behind us all the Avatars watched with their Elementists. Many of them looked at Grandfather with disgust, many looked at me in confusion. The was no Earth Kingdom Elementist for Grandfather. I guess he must have never embraced his power and died like a normal human. I watched the Fire Nation polluting their children's minds with lies and prejudice. Among them were two brothers, Iroh and Ozai. Iroh had a different vision of the world, he still believes in peace and what the Fire Nation is doing was wrong. He was the Fire Lords eldest son and crowned prince. I had hope that he world change the war, turn it around. But he lost hope when his son died.
It was Grandfathers idea to bring him to the Sprit World to meet me, to give him hope for the future. I remember the day very well. He came and shocked about the Sprit World's landscape. How there was nothing like it on his world. He greeted Grandfather and Avatar Kyoshi with awe and questions. Then I was introduced. I led Iroh to were Grandfather and I had been living and explained everything. Who I was, what I was and why I wasn't dead. I then had coughing fit and had to explain that too. We talked for hours about every thing. He wanted my knowledge of the past and I yearned for information of the present. And that was when I noticed my first connection, between Iroh and me. It was a relative one. He pointed out that we must be distantly related. But that wasn't it. From watching him and now this long talk I had started to see Iroh as my family. And he must miss his son, so I filled the missing hole. I started calling him Uncle, which surprised him at first but he grew accustomed to it. Grandfather came much later saying that Iroh has to leave or he'll never be able to leave.
After that the Sprit World seem to have a new hope awaken within them. Grandfather and Avatar Kyoshi stated teaching me water and earth, touching up on fire and air until I became a master in all four. Kyoshi's Elementist - Kodi - taught me about the connections and how the detect which is present at the time. Many times I wanted to stop and give up, looking at connections gave me a headache and looking at thousands at the same time made it worse. I used to need sleep as I was still in my body but as I trained harder and harder we all forgot my need for sleep. Then there was a sharp stab in my heart. Looking to the world for the living I saw people freeing the Avatar. All the Avatars behind him watched in awe. The last Airbender. Finally returned to us. Grandfather told me to get some sleep as the way back to the living world with my body is harder and even more painful then the way up.
I woke up to another coughing fit. I wouldn't be able to air bend in public unless I wanted to fail in protecting the Avatar from a possible future Fire Nation Elementist. But at the same time I couldn't not force air into myself or I will die then too. I walk to the entrance to the world of the living. Grandfather tells me that I will be living in the Easten Air Temple until the new Avatar, Aang, experiences his first time in the Sprit World. He will meet me then, and then I will journey to his location. I said good bye to Kyoshi, Kodi and Grandfather telling them that I'll visit often. I descended in excruciating pain and landed on hard ground. I forced air into myself and made sure nothing was broken. Unfortunately I had no feeling in my left leg nor could I stand up without falling. Great some master I will be when it comes to it. I used basic earth bending to make a staff and leaned heavily on it. I then looked at the now long journey towards my new home.
My name is Zeeori, I am 16 and have spent the last 112 years living in the Spirt World. And I'm waiting for Avatar Aang.
A/N So i recently watched this for the first time (I know right! its like get with the times) and fell in love with the story i didn't want it to end at all. I'm scared to do legend of Korra because it was so good. I don't own anything but Zeeori and the story will probably not follow the original story IDK.