A/N: The sequel to "The Other Airbender", Avin returns, with a twist. Reading "The Other Airbender" is recommended, since there are plot points you might not understand, at least at first. However, I'll do my best to explain things as painlessly as possible, so don't worry. Read, review, and enjoy, as always. That said, on with the show!

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Toph grinned as she knocked out a guard on her right. She felt Aang rush a guard on her left, and Zuko take out a soldier behind her.

"How do you always get us into these situations, Twinkle Toes?"

"Me? This time it was Zuko's fault!"

"What? I'm the one who helped you guys escape that prison in the first place!" Zuko exclaimed, shooting fire at an incoming soldier.

"Does it really matter at this point?" Katara asked, as she used her water whip on an incoming soldier, "Can we just, you know, get out of here?"

"Good idea," Zuko muttered as the group ran out of the village, fighting back soldiers as they went.

With Avin

Time to wake up. Come on, we got to get out of bed. It's a new day!

The boy yawned as he sat up in his bed. He stretched his arms, and noticed they were bandaged in many places.

"Hmm…" The boy examined his bandages. They were wrapped tightly around his arms, and the boy wiggled his fingers impatiently. At least they weren't bandaged.

"Hey, he's awake!" A young boy with red hair had just entered the room. He walked to the side of the bed and put his tray down.

"He is?" A girl's voice asked, shocked, and the girl quickly ran into the room. She had light brown hair that flowed down to her waist, and wore a red tunic.

"Hi," the injured boy said, waving a hand up, and then clutching his arm.

"Aghh," he groaned in pain as the girl grabbed her notes and sat on the bed.

"Hi, you're probably really, really confused right now, so I'm going to introduce myself first. I'm Tiza, and I helped you recover."

"I'm Rizu, her brother," the red-haired boy said, "And I helped, too!"

"It's nice to meet you," the boy said quietly, "But, what do you mean recover…? What am I doing here?"

Tiza and Rizu exchanged glances, and Tiza asked, "So, you don't remember what happened, or how you got here?"

The boy tried to recall, but shook his head, confused. "Nothing."

"Okay," Tiza replied, writing in her notes again, "I'm going to ask you a few questions, and we're going to see what to do from there, okay? Make sure you answer these questions honestly."

"Don't worry, my sister knows what she's doing," Rizu said, "She's really smart."

"O-ok," the boy said, as he looked at his bandaged hand.

"First of all- do you remember your name?"

"Sure, it's-" the boy's head snapped up, as he struggled to remember, "I…I don't remember…"

"Hmm," Tiza said, scribbling in her notes, "I think we can safely add amnesia to your list of conditions."

"I've got amnesia?" The boy asked, shocked.

"Well, obviously," Tiza asked, "Unless you'd be able to remember anything from before your accident? Anything at all?"

The boy shook his head, and Tiza continued, "Well, we'll explain to you what we know. My brother and I found you, a few weeks ago, and a few miles off-shore. We brought you here and did our best to heal your injuries, and the fact that you're here, talking to us, means our efforts were an incredible success."

"Why incredible?" The boy asked.

"Well," Tiza explained, "Because of the heavy injuries you had taken. Let's see what we have here…" she looked over her notes, "We got some broken bones, some burns, a lot of minor sprains and bruises…a head injury. Hmm, that would be the cause of the amnesia, no doubt…Not to mention we found you floating in the ocean, which I'm sure wasn't helping you heal."

"Hey, Tiza, wait," Rizu said, "We forgot his name,"

"Oh, yeah," Tiza said, snapping her fingers, "Look, since you couldn't give us a name last time we talked, we decided to find a new name, just in case your memory loss was permanent."

"We talked before?" the boy asked, confused.

"Please stay with us here," Tiza asked, "Now, listen, under your bandages are some very odd burn marks, shaped like arrows. If that sounds at all familiar, it's because airbenders used to have tattoos shaped like arrows. So, we got you an airbender name: Kalden."

"Kalden," the boy said, trying it out, "I like it."

"Great," Tiza smiled, as Rizu passed Kalden some bread, "Until we find out your real name, you're Kalden."

"No thanks," Kalden passed the bread back, "I don't feel like eating right now."

"Are you okay?" Tiza asked.

"It's a lot to take in at once," Kalden said, "I mean; I've lived a life up until now that no longer means anything. I can't remember a thing…not even my name. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to react to that."

"You'll find a way," Rizu said, patting Kalden on the shoulder.

"The important thing is," Tiza said, as she got up, "You're going to be okay. You should rest, Kalden."

"I will," Kalden answered, "And, thank you. For everything."

Tiza nodded, and she and her brother left the room.

Kalden clutched his head. How? How is it possible to forget a lifetime?

It's not. It can't be. Airbender…tattoos…

Kalden ripped his bandages off his left arm hastily, and saw the burn marks. He rubbed on the burn marks shaped like arrows, and chipped off some of the dead skin. He traced the arrow from his shoulder down to his wrist, and clutched his head again.

"Agh!" Kalden yelled, as his head hit the pillow and he fell into unconsciousness.

Somewhere in the sky

"Aang, I have a question," Zuko said.

"Sure, Zuko, what's up?" Aang asked curiously.

"You used to have another airbender in your group. I think his name was…Avin. Why isn't he here now?"

The rest of the group fell silent and looked at Aang.

"Avin fell into the ocean stopping Azula from hitting me with lightning from behind. We haven't seen him since then."

"I'm sorry," Zuko said, "I know he was your friend."

"Sorry? For what?" Aang asked, grinning, "I know he's still out there."

"Really?" Zuko asked, confused, "What makes you say that?"

Aang exchanged glances with Toph, and put his hands behind his head. He lay down on Appa's soft head and watched the clouds roll by.

Morning

A bunch of boys playing in the courtyard, on their air scooters, while one stayed out of the game, because he wasn't fast enough to play…

"Don't worry about Monk Gyatso or the Avatar," Afiko said, smiling at his young protégé, "Just remember your purpose, the reason you are alive."

The Fire Nation soldier laughed evilly at the boy's shouting, as the torturer put his flaming hand to the boy's blue tattoos…

"I'm sorry…please, if I had had a choice, I would never have…" The boy clenched his fists in sorrow, looking around at all the lifeless bodies, and running far, far away from the prison…

"Avin, you're my friend," a young boy said, smiling. He was bald, and had blue tattoos, shaped like arrows…

"AHH!" Kalden shouted, sitting up in his bed abruptly. He hadn't dreamed that night. He had remembered. But, trying to recall what he had seen last night, Kalden felt the images, the words, slipping away, like he was trying to cup water in his hands.

I have to work on that. My memories aren't GONE. They're…hiding.

"Kalden! You ok?" Tiza asked, walking into the room.

"Huh? Yeah, I guess I was having nightmares," Kalden said sheepishly.

"Really? Well, you seem to be showing signs of improvement," Tiza said, as she handed Kalden some rice and meat, "I think you can try walking today."

"Sounds like fun," Kalden smirked.

"Come on, eat your food, and I'll be right back to see how you're doing." Tiza replied, walking out of the room.

Kalden ate hurriedly, and put the plate on the table near him. He quickly started taking off the bandages covering his arms.

"What are you doing?" Tiza asked, walking in with a glass of water, "Kalden, you shouldn't be taking those off!"

"My arms feel fine," Kalden said, biting at one of the bandages that wouldn't come off, "And, these bandages are itchy."

"Hmm…fine, go ahead and take them off," Tiza said, helping him get one of the more stubborn bandages off, "We do need to change them, anyway…"

As the last of the bandages fell off, Kalden looked at his burns.

"Incredible, isn't it…?" Tiza said breathlessly, looking at what used to be Kalden's tattoos.

"Not the word I'd choose for it," Kalden replies, as he scratched on one of the black arrows, and saw charred skin fall off, "But you're the doctor."

"Anyway," Tiza spoke up, "Your arms DO seem to have made a lot of progress. I don't think you need the bandages anymore, actually."

Tiza put the glass of water on the table. "Pick that up for me."

Kalden reached over and grabbed the water, and began gulping it down.

"Yeah, your arms have definitely healed," Tiza said excitedly, "I thought they weren't going to heal, so this is a good sign. Okay, next thing we should do is try walking. Think you're up for it?"

"Please," Kalden said, "No problem!"

Kalden moved over to the side of the bed, and as Tiza watched, put one foot slowly on the floor. The other followed, and Kalden got up slowly. He walked from one side of the room, and jumped back in bed.

"See? Easy." Kalden said.

"Very nice," Tiza smiled, "Though I think it should be a while before you do any hard psychical activity, you're definitely well on your way to a full recovery." She went into another room and came back with an herbal tea. "Drink this, and it should help speed your recovery along, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks," Kalden said.

"If you need anything, yell," Tiza said, writing in her notes as she walked out of the room.

"Right," Kalden said, twiddling his thumbs, "What I need is something entertaining to do-"

"In that case, you must be glad to see me," Kalden looked at the source of the sound, and saw a girl at the window. Her golden eyes twinkled, and she smiled mischievously.

"Come on, Avin," the girl said as she pulled Kalden through the window.