Lizz is just a 17 year old girl from our world. After seeing her parents death she somehow finds herself in the Avatar World. And on Admiral Zhao's ship with Zuko! She know's everyones future. But will she be able to keep it a secret?

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender. Anything from the show belongs to the writers and producers. I just own the story, plot, Lizz and any other characters that I have made up.

Chapter 1

Lizz's throat burned as she sped through the trees. She could hear the man's heavy feet crunching the leaves three yards behind her. She pushed herself to run faster. As she ran, the image of the person she was running from lingered in her mind...

"Come on, Lizz! Spill it!" Mel, Lizz's best friend since kindergarten, squealed. Lizz rolled her eyes dramatically.

"It's not like it's a national story, Mel," Lizz answered. Derek nudged her with his broad shoulder. She stumbled a bit, almost falling off the sidewalk into the black paved road. She smiled up at her best friend as she regained her footing.

"You got asked to the dance," he said with his dazzling grin, "Isn't that like international news to a girl?" His hazel eyes twinkled. Lizz glanced at Mel. The blonde haired girl rolled her emerald green eyes.

"He thinks he has girls all figured out," Mel laughed. Lizz laughed as well. As she did so, she swept her gaze around the closely packed neighborhood. Both her friends lived in town by the high school. She always walked home with them each day even though she lived out of town by the woods close to the ocean.

"I do," Derek chuckled as he started to turn down his street. Lizz followed him, waving to Mel as she did so. Derek lived closer to her than Mel did.

"Text me!" Mel called, running across the quiet road to her salmon colored duplex.

Lizz turned back to Derek and caught him staring at her. She blushed. "So do you really like him?" Derek asked, his tone serious. Lizz shook her head.

"Nope," she answered plainly, "Chris is nice...but no I don't like him."

"So you're going to say no?" Derek added as he avoided a pile of dog droppings on the sidewalk.

"Yeah..." she answered again. Derek gave her a soft smile.

"You're smarter than you seem," he laughed. Lizz glared at him and punched him in the arm. She burst into laughter as he fell to the grass of one of the homes, acting as if she had really hurt him. He grinned at her as he popped back up.

"Let me walk you home," he suddenly said. Lizz's eyes widened, a little surprised.

Her eyes shifted a bit as she answered, "Fine with me."

When both teens finally got to Lizz's little farmhouse, Derek walked her up to her door. "Thanks Derek," she said to him with a smile. He smiled back.

"No problem," he answered her. They stared awkwardly at each other for a moment. Derek cleared his throat and looked away. "Lizz," he finally said.

"Yes?" she answered.

"Come to the dance with me," he blurted, looking back at her with flushed cheeks. Lizz's own face turned deep red. She was about to answer with a "yes, of course!" when she noticed something, or someone, behind the dark headed boy.

It was a man. He was a tall, heavy set man with dark brown hair. He wore a leather jacket, dark jeans and brown worker boots. He was staring at them.

"Lizz?" Derek asked, "What's wrong?" Derek looked behind him and saw the older man. "Do you know him?"

"No..." she said, her voice trailing. A protective look came over Derek and he opened Lizz's front door for her.

"Get inside;" he told her, "I don't trust that guy." Lizz smiled at her friend.

"Thank you, Derek," she answered. He smiled back at her and closed the door once she was through it.

Lizz made her way to her room, ignoring the calls of her mother from the kitchen. She didn't want to talk to her now. She slammed her door and fell on her bed. She sighed as she remembered the "discussion" her and her parents had last night. Because of her bad grades she wasn't able to go to the dance. She was angry then, but now she was furious. The one dance that Derek asked her to she was grounded from!

She got up from her bed and set her backpack down, catching her appearance in her mirror. Her jet-black hair flowed down past her shoulders as if caressing her pale-skinned face that held dark blue eyes. Her body was slender, yet wasn't skinny. She was in shape, but not as small as some of the other girls at school.

"Lizz!" She heard her mother call yet again. Lizz sighed. She turned on her TV, blasting the volume as she went to the DVR and watched her favorite show, Avatar: The Last Airbender.

Less then half an hour later she was in her room munching on a bag of chips she stole from her father's "secret" stash. Since her mother had gone all organic, her father had made stashes of junk food all around the house. When Lizz was full, she had stood up from her bed. That's when she heard a gunshot and her mother screaming.

Lizz dropped the bag and ran to her parent's bedroom. The door was open, but she had stopped in the doorway. She saw her mother's bright blue eyes wide with fear and Lizz was frozen to the spot, staring at the floor. In the room was the unknown man from before. Her heart pounded so hard she was sure it would burst. The man was holding a gun and her father's slim figure was on the ground, staining the carpet with crimson blood. His dark head was matted in some places, as if he had been held by his hair. Her mother saw Lizz and screamed, "Go!" Lizz hesitated for one moment, which was a mistake. The man pulled the trigger and her mother fell. She bolted out of the house and into the surrounding woods; the man at her heels.

Lizz was thrust out of her thoughts as she burst from the trees and stopped. A cliff with crashing waves at the bottom was blocking her from going any further. "Come here, girl," she heard behind her. She closed her eyes. Murder or suicide? Without looking, she ran and thrust herself off of the cliff. A few seconds later Lizz hit the water, knocking herself unconscious.

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