A/N: Wow…I hope this comes out okay, since I don't think I do so well when writing fanfiction…seriously sometimes I just lose interest too quickly and my short story series is the only thing that keeps me going well since it isn't the same thing over and

A/N: Wow…I hope this comes out okay, since I don't think I do so well when writing fanfiction…seriously sometimes I just lose interest too quickly and my short story series is the only thing that keeps me going well since it isn't the same thing over and over again. But man I'm just hoping this helps and I can't do this all by my own.

So really this is just you guys working with me, and I'll give all the credit to those who help, I would appreciate if someone would volunteer for Beta-reading. I already have one (Thank you F22 Raptor!) but I need at least two more. Three heads are better than one:)

ONCE AGAIN THIS IS REVAMPED!!

WARNING: if you are Atheist please keep in mind that there will be much Godlike elements and spiritual elements in this story.

Well before I begin to make this boring here's the Prologue.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar.

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Through Heaven's Eyes

Midori Aoi

Prologue

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Shh…

Don't make a sound…

It's alright…

I'll protect you...

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Power has always been a good gift. Through power were the people born, through power was the God of all things able to shape and create. But when the intellect has not been fully developed, by choice alone the power can be corrupt.

It's a mysterious cycle, the cycle of Power. We were given the power to choose our life, to choose what we wish to choose, vaguely aware of the full consequences of those choices. For if we always thought things through, everything would be far more slow going. Through choosing are we able to have the freedom of living how we wish, or having the ability to do as we wish.

The gift was simply divine. Not only were they all able to choose, but they had a certain element that according to gained skill and discipline, it would answer faithfully. But that gift was not meant to divide, no. The gift was meant to help unite.

But of course, when you give a babe a tool the child will know not what to do with it. Thus, there will be difficulties. People will gain favoritism, they will have the desire to rise to the top or to pit off against the other in a show of skill to further better themselves. Little by little did the people isolate each other. The Fire gifted would attract together, the Earth gifted would stand by each other, The Water gifted would connect with each other and the Air gifted were far more accepted among their own.

Unity was not as it was before. And so the Great Being took it upon Himself to send them a reminder that they are the same people. The Avatar came to be.

Through this one being did all the elements respond, the physical symbol and literal sign of perfect unity within one being reminded all of the people of who they really are. And so treaties were made and peace reigned among people and they wished and lived how they wished to live.

But adversity can never be pushed aside, it is a natural course of life. The Fire Nation realized how much prosperity they had in their lands, and wishing to share it with the rest of the world they did what they thought was right. Avatar Roku attempted at controlling the situation so that wouldn't need to happen. But the Fire Nation was too caught up in their whirlwind of self righteousness that people thought they didn't need the Avatar anymore...and thus when you have no guide...you have no one to steer you clear from the chaos...

Leaders of every nation grew drunk with power and only simple and small people could only have the capacity, the ability to tell wrong from right. But how can you attempt to fix things when no one could help you and the powerful people have gone mad with power? And all too much did the Great Being understand that they had forgotten Him. They had to ride out their consequences or seek his help...because He couldn't shove help down their throat. They needed to understand they needed him.

But He never stood by and did nothing, no. He sent them prophecies, He sent the small people hope. Hope that in time the War would be over.

Hollow winds blew in the west of the Earth kingdom. The sky was empty and bright, promising no clouds to offer shade, no rain to offer drink. The earth, dry and cracked, allowed no chance for green to sprout. Crust and sizzling steam arose and made the almost inhumane heat to horrible to bare.

The time of War was at hand.

When all the nations offered no comfort from the dying cries the wind carried, it was shone there was utterly no hope left to dwell on. For too long did summer reign with power harsher than that of the very Fire Lord's. Hope was now considered foolish and those who clung to it were shunned, scolded, mocked.

The great indestructible city…the Halls of the once great kings…had been captured. Ba Sing Se was no longer the land of fertile soil and pristine water.

The Dai Li, an organization created by Avatar Kyoshi to help establish a good protection of government that had become corrupt in their power succeeded in poisoning the minds of the people had achieved, what the Fire Nation believed, to be their true purpose. The rise of the mighty people of the Great City had ended and replaced by the power of the Huo-Lung Dynasty, or more commonly known…the Fire Nation.

Power had been sucked from the leaders who had the chance on bringing an army up to defend the City. The Dai Li were cunning…However...

The War that lasted well over a century…was nearing its horrible end.

It was once said that Sozen's comet would arrive on Hallow's Eve. If not sooner…and the power hungry Fire people eagerly awaited the day to arrive.

But…something that had not been expected had occured.

The Avatar, who had been thought to be gone, had arrived in spirit. Avatar Roku's might and will turned the Comet around, it was said the earth trembled with terribly strength, and the winds howled and screeched, the oceans roared and beat upon the lands and the fires of every land grew to that of horrid beasts of demons, scorching the lives of many from the land.

The children of the men would pay the consequences of the greed of their fathers.

Just as Avatar Roku's voice cried into the night, prophesying the return of the comet and the end of the war, did the people were thrust from their gifts, the people had forgotten to bend. But the promise of having that return was apparent until then the people of the Earth, Water and Air will suffer until the spirits command it so.

And, thus, it was made so.

The earth cracked and dried, swallowing cities in all the nations. The waters pulled away from the coasts causing desert to grow and take the lives of both beast and man alike.

And the Earth Kingdom suffered for twenty years of slavery and labor, The Water people were isolated and became primitive, The Air Nomads were left to fend for themselves and the Fire Nation lost all reason and ability to chose what was right.

But there were always some people who stood out. People who were sent to help put the Great Being's plans into action. And those people became legends and helped start the Return.

The Air people, always a virtuous kind, were allowed their art of uniting their souls to their element. They were the first to offer up true sacrifice in honor.

The People of earth, remembered their god. They remembered that they once could move the earth and soil and helped plants and life grow. They prayed for strength and unity and, like their element, to never be broken within His consent. It was then they received the gift of reuniting the life of the earth within their own, and their spirits cried to their god in worship.

The people of Fire, although many of them evil hearted and polluted, were there many of good heart…they were given the ability again to reunite with their fire, reunite with their light and remember they were once a beacon of hope to people lost in the dark…they learned that they may wield fire to do good, and they did.

For those years, life changed for every being on earth…

But Adversity came hand in hand with blessings. As difficult as it is to understand...

The Fire Lord soon demanded for a city to be built over the ruins of Ba Sing Se, and it was done…the people once there placed as slaves when they were once treated so kind…

And although they have been blessed with the return of their powerful gifts they still cried for the freedom they knew they deserved. So they received another prophecy but this one prophecy was difficult for them to understand.

The Air Avatar will rise, and with him will he bring a Mother of Water, a Warrior from the tribes, A Seer of the Earth and a Prince of the Light of Fire. And in the times of darkness The Light will guide them through.

One person of their enemy land would bring them that freedom and restore what was once lost.

But how could you forgive a person who wronged you? How could you trust a person who was of the same land who bore the men who caused such pain? Who had taken what was most precious? A lesson, The Great Being knew, would help establish peace and better hearts again.

And this is where our story begins…

A Prince will light their way and save them all...


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Mido Ao