In Disguise

Ch.1: My Identity

There was once a time where people like me could travel the world to learn what we call the Bending Arts. Each Nation had their own certain number of people who could control or manipulate their native element, they were known as benders. The benders from the Fire Nation could bend fire through jabs and kicks, the people from the Air Nation could bend the air around them using their hands and legs to create the current around them, the benders from the Water Nation could bend gracefully using their art as a necessary defense or as beautiful art much like a dance and then there are the benders from the Earth Kingdom, strong, willing, able to stomp boulders out of the ground and use them as attack and then create a wall for defense.

Unfortunately, this time began to diminish as the population grew, there were more people who couldn't do such things, we call them non-benders. They began to take over the entire population of benders from each nation, creating a whole different world.

These non-benders, who once envied our power, saw bending in a different light as if it was dangerous and an awful weapon that needed to be destroyed, and that's exactly what they did. The non-benders took over every government, they revolted and soon began to jail our benders, causing us to realize that we are not welcomed to this new world as benders and we must live lowly.

But I can't do it, but I still have too.

So here I stand today, outside of my home, watching the bustling streets filled with these oily machines which ate up oil defined as gasoline that could be drilled from the underground. These machines could transport people all over the place, replacing our standard riding transport with using only ostrich-horses or kimono rhinos.

The architect of this era had taken different ways as well, instead of using just stone as material, these people used stones molded together known as bricks, they also used metal rods and dug holes with these shovels in the ground in order to create an underground room known as a 'basement'. Instead of openings throughout the house there were openings covered in what was known as glass.

The world has changed and it hasn't been the same in the last 1,000 years.

As much as I hated this way of life, not able to bend my element without getting rediculed, I still had too. Not because I was a bender but I was the most powerful bender in the entire world. I am the only one who could bend all four elements, if this wasn't happening today, I would've been known as the Avatar.

Throughout 1,000 years, after the non-benders' revolts, they have been searching for the Avatar, knowing that we are the only ones who can stop them. However, the reincarnation of the Avatar Spirit has been based on throughout these 1,000 years but it had never been discovered for they never mastered their elements and they were known as the Unknown Avatars. The Last Known Avatar was a man by the name of Avatar Aang and that was that.

But they still haven't gave up, they still search for the Avatar while they try to put an end to the Spirit.

But little did they know, this was going to stop.

To be continued.