Author's Note: OMG first story! Hi everyone, what's up, I am FFMMCLXIV, a.k.a. FF a.k.a. "that FF guy." Whichever you prefer. Anyway, I figured this would be fun, so I'm giving it a shot. This is a anti-Book 3, if you will: basically the events of Book 3 twisted and warped by my mind and outputted as a parallel Avatarverse, myself included (I personally won't affect the plot much at all though. Not much. :D). The events that happen aren't gonna be 100 different from canon, but rest assured, it will be interesting. Think of this story as playing through Book 3 as a different character. Or something. Whatever, this will be explained better as the story progresses, if you still don't understand.

I will let you know before we begin that I do enjoy Kataang and Tokka, so if you ship/hate either one, you will have some high points and some low points, as I do my best to support/crush either one throughout the course of this story. ;D

I plan on catching up to the US airing schedule, then updating weekly after that. Writer's block is rarely a problem for me, so you can look forward to some good stuff, I hope.

Enjoy, this is just the prologue.

And of course, nothing Avatar related belongs to me, except for this story.

-----Prologue-----

Certain online animated comics that I will not mention here will have you believe that while Aang was unconscious, he visited the 4 Avatars before him, to learn more about what exactly was going on with The Avatar State.. But this is not the case, if you ask Aang yourself.

...Okay, so you can't do that. But I did, and what I have to tell you is not very surprising, if you consider the facts.

I managed to get an interview with the last Airbender alive shortly following the burning of his glider. During the process, I learned many things about this comatose state that Aang was in. "Really, I was having a pretty good time while I was asleep," said Aang. "In my dreams, I was hanging out with my Air Nomad buddies from 100 years ago. They're kinda bad at riding on air scooters these days, but hey, you never get tired of seeing them fall!

"But in all seriousness, I only had two things on my mind while I was out. Of course, there were the typical thoughts: 'I failed, Azula zapped my butt, darn, why the heck did I pull that Megaman rock form thing again? That was stupid.'" Aang looked sad as he told me these things, but he soon started smiling again.

"And of course," he continued, "there were the thoughts of the person of my dreams...Haru."

I fainted, then awakened 10 minutes later to find Aang smiling at me. "Only kidding! Ha, you know I meant Katara."

With a sigh of relief, I asked him to go into specifics. And he replied, "Heck no! This is a K-rated story you're doing, right?" When I told him it was T, he smiled devilishly, and whispered something in my ear. I grinned, and asked him if I could follow his journey. No one would know, except him, of course. I could pull him aside when he was alone every once in a while. He agreed, as long as I promised not to interfere with the gang's journey.

"Seriously, if you ruin anything between Katara and me, you're done."

What follows is the events that I myself saw unfold on the journey through the Fire Nation. And it got fiery right away.

The stage is set! 302 Warped will be coming soon, I assure you. Reviews are awesome. ;D