The Last Deathbender (ABANDONED)

by ThLaDe

Nico has a job. He was put up to it by Hestia, one of the kinder gods. What does he do when he's trapped in the middle of the 100 Year War? He'll obviously feed off their death energy of course! This story isn't meant for pairings, any pairings that happen will either canon or the result of a new character dropped into the middle of the mix.

1. Prologue: Nico

Prologue: Nico di Angelo

It was over. The second gigantomachy. Everything was done. I exhaled. From afar I watched the other demigods celebrate. With stealth to rival one of the Hunters of Artemis, I crept away. It was then when I felt someone grab my shoulder. It was an eight year old girl, she had flames lit in her pupils.

"L-lady Hestia!" I stuttered out. I bowed before her tiny form.

She placed her hand on my head. "No need for that, arise." she beckoned. Hesitantly, I rose to see a picnic basket out of the corner of my eye. She smirked, "Hungry?" I nodded. Since I didn't partake in celebration, I didn't partake in food. She motioned for me to sit.

I strode over to the picnic blanket and sat. She handed me a turkey sandwich. "Why?" I inquired. "The food? You are hungry aren't you?" She responded. Hastily, I cleared it up, "That's not what I meant. Why are you here?" With patience, she answered, "To help you. I have noticed that your heart doesn't lie here. It isn't your home, your hearth. I have a proposition." She said those last words with an extra flare in her eyes.

"What may that be?" I was curious. She began to explain, "I can send you to a world, a world without the craziness of my family. There is a great conflict though. A war that has lasted 100 years. I'd like you to end it. When this quest is finished, you will be given the ability to freely travel between both worlds." Honestly, I was tempted, one side of me at least. I responded with cynicism, though, "You want me to help end another war? I've been through two already! How would this benefit you anyways?" I sat quiet, expectantly. She answered as if she and planned this whole thing out, she probably did, "Their world's last hope has awakened. You must be there. He is a being of light, a warrior hosting their most powerful resident light deity. You must bring him darkness, he doesn't have strength nor resolve. Give it to him. He will do the rest but you must guide him. I've already worked the details out with one of my old Champions from that world. That along with Raava, the aforementioned light spirit."

I merely responded with a shrug. I went through all the information in my head. I huffed. I had nothing better to do. Plus, a war. Filled with death. I'd have plenty of energy to accomplish what Hestia set out for me to do. "Fine, I'm in. But what do I call my influence over shadows and death?" She responded with a grim smile, "You will introduce yourself as the Last Deathbender."