Hi... um... this is a little something that I thought of as I was listening to the Disney Tarzan soundtrack... the line "two worlds, one family" gave me the idea. I asked myself what if Konna (from Amon's Secret Apprentice; another story of mine) was raised in the Fire Nation... then this happened. It's also kinda inspired by the story of Moses (exoduses in the Bible).

so... it's kinda like an alternate timeline or something... anyway... enjoy... if not... that's ok.

Ch, 1. What if… ?

Sure, Aang defeated Fire-Lord Ozai, but, the war raged on. It wasn't easy, but Zuko finally obtained the throne from Azula after a long power struggle. The four nations were still uneasy after Zuko declared the war over. People still felt at war with one other. Very few accepted the peace in the twilight years of Team Avatar.

Aang's death brought forth an insurgency. People took to arms before the new Avatar could be discovered in the Water Tribe. No one knew how long it would take before his reincarnation would be born.

"Mommy?" A young Water-Tribe girl looked up at her mother.

"Yes Kiori?" She looked back at the child.

Kiori put a hand to her mother's plump stomach. "Will this baby be a bender too?"

"I don't know." Her mother pat the child on her head.

"Mommy! Mommy!" an almost three-year-old came in running with a huge smile on her face.

"Korra! What is it?!" She almost jumped.

"Can I feel your tummy too?" Korra smiled wide.

Her mother was relieved. "Sure."

Korra put her small hand to her mother's stomach. Her smile never faded as she felt the infant inside. She put an ear to the bump and tapped her tiny foot to the tiny beat that the baby's heart was making. She then lightly hugged her mother's stomach. "I can't wait to meet you baby sister."

Her mother giggled a little. "Korra, it might be a little boy."

"It's a girl." Korra looked up at her mother's face. "I can tell."

"Not another one." Kiori rolled her eyes.

A few months after Korra turned three and the baby girl was born, their mother fell ill and died.

Their father moved the broken family to Republic City, because the Southern Water Tribe was put under a new law. The law stated that any child by or under the age of three would be put to death. People were afraid of the Avatar. They were afraid he would interfere with the rebellion.

However, it was not much better in Republic City. Famine had overtaken the city.

Running out of options and not wanting to kill one of his own children so that the other two could live; their father decided to give the baby a better home.

He noticed that the princess of the Fire Nation was visiting the city. One night, He put the baby in a basket with a note and knocked on the embassy door. He hid while a guard came and noticed the basket.

"Get the princess!" He called to another guard.

The princess was soon in the doorway looking down at the basket. "Oh my gosh! Where did you come from little one?" she picked up the child. "You poor thing. Don't worry little one. I'll take good care of you. When you're bigger; you can call me Mama!" it seemed she fell for the child instantly.

The father smiled knowing that the baby would be well cared for. He looked up at the moon. "I'm not a known believer of old wives' tales, but Princess Yue, if you could protect her; it would mean the world to me and my family."

"You're Highness; this note fell from the child as you picked it up. It reads: my name is Konna. I need a good home. Please and thank you." A guard read the note. "It also states the child's birthdate."

The princess lit up with a smile. "Konna's a girl's name. Oh, I've always wanted a baby girl. Not that I'm not happy for my son n' all, but every woman dreams of having a little girl." She held up the child to the moon. "Konna, it's pretty." She lowered the baby to be close to her heart. "And it suits you well young one."

The baby smiled up at her and giggled.

"Please father!" the princess begged. "Look, Iroh has already bonded with her." She pointed to her young son playing peek-a-boo with Konna whom was lying in a crib giggling.

The Fire-Lord cracked a small smile. It soon faded. "But that name. Darling daughter, its water tribe."

The princess rolled her eyes. "I like it; it stays. Besides, it suits her well." She walked over to the crib and picked up the giggly baby. She then walked back over to the throne.

The Fire-Lord cracked another smile as the baby smiled back at him.

"How can you say no to this face?" The princess pouted.

The baby reached out to the Fire-Lord. He smiled and stood up. He walked up to the princess and held out his arms. The princess smiled and handed him the baby.

He smile as the baby in his arms giggled as she grabbed his finger he was tickling her with.

Iroh walked up beside his mother and bowed to the Fire-Lord. "Can we keep her grandfather? I've always wanted a little sister." He gave him a half smile as he held onto his mother's robes.

The Fire-Lord sighed and looked down at the baby. "I'm out numbered, aren't I?"

Konna giggled.

He smiled and sighed once more. "You are by-far the happiest baby I have ever met." He then looked back at his daughter and grandson. "Fine, she can stay. Just, don't let her turn out like my sister did."

"Thank you father!" the princess jumped for joy.

A little over fifteen years passed.

"I'm ready." A grown-up Iroh looked over at the young water-bender across the room.

She smiled and used a water whip to knock him off his balance.

"Getting better." He smiled at her.

"Thanks." She smiled and continued to attack.

"Iroh! Konna! What have I told you two about bending indoors?" The Princess stormed in the room.

They sighed and spoke in unison with a board tone. "It's dangerous and someone could get hurt. So, don't do it."

"Then why is it that every time I turn my back you two are fighting?" The princess fumed.

"sparing." They tried to defend themselves.

"Bonding." He smiled at his mother. "I have to leave in a week. Is it wrong for a man to want to spend time with his baby sister before he gets shipped off?"

"Ya mom, what's wrong with us just wanting to hang out?" Konna batted her midnight blues.

"Can't you two find something less violent to do together?" The Princess sighed.

They shrugged.