Note: This is presented as to what the character's reflection witnesses. It is kind of weird, in a way, but I'm trying it because I do best in a first person's point of view. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING.

The italicized parts represent the sections not spoken by the character himself, and some sound effects, for the lack of freedom to use verbs.

AVATAR ROKU

CHAPTER 0

AN INTRODUCTION

What, I ask myself, is the beauty that I see in fire? Why do I delight in seeing something go up in glorious flames and break down to ashes? For some reason, I can't explain it. It's a mixture of emotions. The desire, the fear that possesses me everytime I feel, see the brilliant colors of fire. It puzzles one as to how so much can happen at the presence of such a magnificent element, and –

Child!

I am not a child! Please, I am trying to concentrate here!

Slam! Tap, tap, tap. Fwoomp!

I'm sorry. That was my guardian. He deems it necessary to interrupt me at the most crucial moments, such as this. Well, you might recognize me as Roku. That's right, the Avatar Roku. I know that's kind of hard to believe, since I'm still a kid, and all, but, it's what is true.

I live here in what they call a temple. I couldn't call it that though. A prison, more like. A small, equiangular room with only one window and one door, which you'll only reach by going through a specially-designed door, going up seventeen flights of stairs, and not to mention the two hundred guards you'll meet along the way.

It's not like I'm a prisoner though. I'm more a danger to myself than anyone could be to me. The reason why I stay here, is to train, and study, because what would be the use of being the Avatar, if I know nothing of the duties and the power I'm supposed to have?

It is exciting to learn all those things. To know that you have the power that goes beyond what everybody else has, and that you are the only one of that level. It's enough to make one's head inflate like a snot bubble(because it's bound to pop after a while). So that's where all my chi control comes in. to stop head inflation.

What pains me about this though, is the absolute solitude. All I have for company are my five teachers, who are willing to speak of nothing except for what they were supposed to be teaching me. Or maybe you could count the guards, but only a couple would speak to me. Either they've lost the power of speech after years of guarding me, or they are too intimidated to talk to me. None of which, I would be willing to accept as valid reasons.

But then, I have my dragon, Fang. He's here by the window. Say hi to them, Fang.

Snort. Pffft…Hi…

Yeah. Forgive that bit of fire that came with that. He's a bit young. But hey, he's my significant other, my true guardian. The only time I really enjoy myself is the twice a week when we could fly above the countryside and just feel free. Something I've never been for the last eleven years. Well –

Master Roku!

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Oh, I love it when the guards call me that. Yes?

The Master Rin clls for your Airbending lesson! And, uh –

Don't hesitate!

He says now!

Oh. Right. There goes my weakest link. Airbending. I don't know how it could be so complicated. Anyway, I've got to go. Apparently, my shifu demands me.