Long ago there was a power that populated the world. It was a part of our culture at the time. This power gifted anyone with the ability to manipulate an element such as air, water, earth, and fire. It was called bending. There were many people in this time that could do this. Some couldn't but they were still very strong and athletic. Then there was this person, man or woman, who could manipulate all four elements. This person is called the avatar. The avatar is supposed to keep piece and balance in the world. The avatar was our protector. But then a non-bender came and destroyed bending forever. The avatar tried to take the masked man down, but failed. Now thousands of years later the culture that we used to have has disappeared now nobody can bend, until now.
In the real world
Mamoru's POV
My alarm clock buzzed and I groaned. I hate mornings. I hit the off button and crawled out of bed.
Hi, my name is Kou Tsukiko and before you ask no I am not Japanese, Chinese, nor Korean. No offense to people who are. I just have a Japanese name, I don't know why though. My parents are unique people. I guess it's because my whole family have Japanese names. My mom is Azumi Tsukiko and my dad is Isamu Tsukiko. I know weird right? But I still love them anyway. Anyhow I am a senior at Lincoln High school. I am in chorus (I am pretty good if I do say so myself), Drama Club, Soccer, Softball, and basketball. I am the kind of person who surrounds themselves with activities to get into a good college.
I get my Iphone out and start playing music. I get my towel and soap and get into the shower. Once Comatose by Skillet comes on I start singing as loud as I can (yes I am a BIG fan of Skillet).
Once I get out of the shower I put on a pair of light jeans, a lace white see-through top, a gray beanie, a necklace with a bird on it, a double ring that says believe on it, a pair of gray high heeled boots, and my hair was in a side braid (Link in profile). I grabbed my bag and phone and went downstairs.
"Good morning, mom," I say as I kiss her cheek.
"Good morning, sweetie," my mom says. I get an apple and get my keys and leave. I get into my car and drive to school.
On the way to school I think this is just going to be another boring year at Lincoln High school!
Boy was I wrong!