Well, hopefully this OC will work out well, Its my first Avatar fic, so bare with me! XD I haven't written in a good while and figured this would be fun, It may take a bit to update on it as I have a lot to do at the moment. hope you guys like it, Its not my first time writing fan fiction but its been a while. I'm gonna get a little help from a friend in grammar hehe. XD Trying to do good on that myself but its something I overlook often sadly. Please review! To those who are following this story, I fixed a few of the problems with the paragraphs. Not perfect but this isn't going to be published or anything! I don't own Avatar. (The dreaded disclaimer, I keep forgetting!) As for flames, I want to make it as readable as possible, Granted this isn't my first time writing fanfiction its been a while. Thank you to all those that like the story and support me by writing awesome reviews.

Artymoon

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

Dearmadta, Chapter one- Introductions and The night before the six year sleep.

Sparrow Dawes was Adventurous and very much someone who's mind is set on her future, shed been this way seemingly from birth- she spent hours upon hours of her time training for the Avatar program on earth, getting ready to be sent to Pandora to finally meet her very own Avatar. Sparrow didn't really know what to expect- her training on earth for the avatar program could only teach her so much. Botany is different there. The plants are different-from correspondence she learned that she was to be on Dr. Grace Augustine's team. She had received and sent messages to the women and she didn't dislike her so she wasn't worried about her team much, more antsy to get the show on the road. She knew most of their language and she had been in martial arts since she was five since her father was obsessed with anything fighting. Tomorrow she would make the drive to the station and get placed into her Cryogenics bed for the years and years. luckily she wont show physical signs of aging in frozen sleep or she would feel even worse about being robbed of that time.

Sparrow had just turned 25 and is more then ready to get her life as an official scientist started, The idea of going into sleep for so many years was almost agonizing; After all her hard work- years of college and special training to prepare her for it, she couldn't change her mind now. Sparrow packed her trunks swiftly, placing in books and clothing, pictures and her own Science equipment (just Archeology brushes and some odds and ends) Even though she didn't need them they held sentimental value for her and she wanted to keep them on her. Sparrow sighed as she finished, she should probably have started days ago, but with last minute preparations and saying good bye to her so called family members she didn't have time. She grimaced at the thought of her last living relatives. She was of mixed blood, being half native American. She hated her father, who was a stern Irish man with a temper that was bad enough to send one running for the hills. He had been distant and cold to her since her mother, Emily had passed away only speaking with her when he drove her to martial arts classes. The rest of her family could care less about her, Her grandmother hated her mother and made rude comments about her all her life and afterwards, a reason Sparrow can hardly ever be in the same room as her.

Murrain Dawes was a Bitch, plain and simple but a rich woman who she tolerated since she was the one to pay for her schooling, saying 'No Dawes should ever go without a proper education, even if their mothers a tramp.' And since her father squandered a good amount of his funding on booze and women it was hard to say no to an opportunity to get away. Her other relatives, the twins and her aunt and uncle were cold to her for her father. They didn't like him, which annoyed her since she didn't either, why should they act cold to her if she agrees with them?! But that's the way it is in her family. They were glad to see her off, but intrigued at the whole thing, wanting pictures from Pandora and letters explaining everything. But other than that they wanted nothing to do with her and she left feeling like she had been in a business trip rather than visiting family. They had never shown interest in anything she did before so she couldn't help but feel a tiny bit glad. But it was squashed as she thought about how the twins had pushed her out the door practically.

Sparrow snapped from her thoughts with an angry shake of her head and went into the bathroom, conveniently connected to her room and brushing her teeth and washing her face before stopping and staring blankly into the mirror. The reflection looking back at her wasn't bad. She had copper skin like her mothers side of the family, and pretty, Native American features, not as pronounced as her full blooded mothers, but close. She had taken after her mother in many ways, from her long black hair to her full lips and high cheekbones. Her eyes were her fathers however, An olive green that was pretty against her brown tinged skin and almond shaped, fringed by thick eyelashes. Lastly was her nose, normal and fitting for her face, she had gotten lots of complements about her looks but she had never taken the time to wear make up or act girlie- Some girls plaster their faces with make up and they don't even need it. It was to much bother for her, that and she was horrid at applying it! Her clothes were all jeans with tears at the knees and tee shirts, maybe some tank tops, She maybe wears some lipstick but only on special occasions.

She glanced at her hair with a hint of amusement, when she remembered the comments her cousins- the twins made on how she looks like she purposely looks like a slob. Its not that bad, she usually just throws her hair into messy buns and pays no heed to it unless she is doing something for work. She isn't a girlie girl like they were. She glanced down at her tall form, wondering how it would be to be inside her Avatar body. Her figure now was tall, around five ten and thin save for her curves, which were womanly yet still athletic from fighting and all her walking and biking; Though the scenery sucks. That thought made her sigh sadly. They had ravaged earth, buildings and structures and barely any trees, the plant life was virtually non existent and the animals were limited. They had cows since humans kept them to breed for food and a select few others. but other species heard about in books were extinct, completely. Wolves, wales, foxes, bears you name it.

Sparrow makes a point of looking on the bright side, but its hard when your faced with earth. She keeps her blinds shut at all times and ventures out only to hang out with her friends or to go to college, walks were occasional but the fumes in the air bothers her nose. Sparrow smiled as she left the room, turning out the light behind her and walking over to her phone sitting down and letting her hair out of her usual bun. She hadn't been really truthful thinking there was nothing she would miss. Her best friend Sam was there for her thick and thin, recently got married but still some how finds time to spend with her. She would miss her terribly but Sam had made it clear she wouldst hear of Sparrow staying behind because of her, that she wants her to get away from her father, and do what she loves. Study with her idle Grace Augustine.

She would miss her other friends but not as much as she would miss Sam. She picked up her cordless and sat against her headboard, her cat Bowie leaping on her lap and curling up, the old fat cat was also someone she would miss, but she doubted shed even live six more years, taking her along would be cruel to the animal. Sparrow scratched bowie between the ears and dialed Sam's number without bothering to look at the phone, This would probably be their last time speaking for six years, she would leave so early in the morning it wouldn't be really smart to call then since Sam would be in bed and she wouldn't have time to talk. The thought brought a sad frown to her face, Sparrow wondered for the billionth time if she was being unfair to Sam to just up and leave earth like this. But Sam would be fine, she had her husband Rob and her life was looking up.

"Hello?" Sam's bubbly voice spoke through the phone, making Sparrow grin happily, glad she was still awake. "Hey Sam." Sparrow said, laughing at Sam's excited squeal. "hey birdie! I'm so glad you called, I thought we said goodbye the other night, I have been super bummed!" Sam raved, Using Sparrow's nick name, incidentally, the one she made while they were in elementary school. Sparrows name was odd but she likes it, she was told her mother named her that because the day before she was born a Sparrow made its way into the house, they had to chase it out but it stayed outside the window like it wanted back in. When they came home from the hospital Emily still didn't know what name she wanted, and since Sparrow was in observation at the hospital she had time to really think. She had seen the sparrow again that day, at the window again and it just clicked.

"I wouldn't have been able to go without calling you again at least once, I'm going to miss you the most." Sparrow told Sam with a sad voice. "Aw man, your going to make me cry if you keep this up! Aren't you excited to go, I thought this was your life long dream?" "It was, It is! I'm not going to be back for a long, long time if ever, I'm bummed I'm going to miss everything, no more getting dragged out to party when you think I'm working to hard, no more raiding your fridge..damn, that's what I'm gonna miss the most!" Sparrow joked with a laugh, mirrored by Sam's bell like giggle from the other end. "I knew it! you wont miss me, you miss my unending supply of strawberry ice cream and left over Chinese food!" Sam joked in a faux angry voice. "Got me." She joked back before her voice went serious "Promise you will write? I will write back. Remember to send it to the station, they will know what to do. I will write as soon as I wake up...or as soon as I possibly can okay?" Sparrow hurriedly asked.

Sam was silent for a second, and rustling could be heard in the background. "I will, I promise. And Sparrow? Be careful okay. I heard rumors from someone whose brother works there, Its dangerous in Pandora." Sam said as more rustling ensued. "Okay Birdie, I got to go, I'm waking Rob, I miss you already, try and explain being frozen to me when ya write, It sounds freaky" Sparrow smiled "Okay Sam, love you." "Love ya too Birdie, I wish you were really my sister, my real ones a pain in the ass". Sam joked, laughing lightly."Night Hun, good luck." Sam said and that was all she heard before her friend hung up. Sparrow placed the phone back on the hook and pushed Bowie gently from her lap. That would be the last time they laugh and joke together for so long. They could send video messages but it wasn't the same. Sparrow grudgingly wondered if her dad would even miss her? That was her last thought as she fell to sleep, the next day would be the first day of her journey and she was to anxious to stay up any longer.

Little did she know what awaits her when she gets there...

So, are the paragraphs easier to read? or do they need to be shorter. My habit of writing paragraphs to long comes from my love of writing, once I stop I like to just plow on through. Thanks for reading and please, please give me a review. Flames will be scoffed at and used to roast marshmallows. XD Constructive criticism is helpful.