Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar, it's characters, or anything that has to do with it.
I do own any original characters or ideas that may happen to spring up in this work.
Prologue
People desire hope.
They will, hope and hope even in the most impossible of situations. It is almost sad, how long people can hope for until they finally give up in tragic realization.
One hundred or so years earlier the reason for hope disappeared. The people to whom this hope belonged were devastated. And a few years ago that reason for hope resurfaced. Their Hero had returned.
This wonderful hope did not last though. In the same year that the hope returned, it ominously vanished as well. In the midst of war and horror, their hope left them. And now, with a bloody war dictating our world, we hope endlessly for our Hero to return.
Edited for extreme clutter to the point where what I was personally saying was longer than the actualy prologue.