Author's Note: Hello Everyone! This is my second story on here; my first story is on Hiatus, simply because I cannot think about what to write next. I hope all who read this story will like and leave reviews; no Flames though, don't like them very much. If you plan on Flaming, at least do it as gently as possible, I'm not very used to them, and I've only ever gotten one before. So, onto the disclaimer! :P

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, the creator does, can't remember the name though. I only own my character.

So, onto the story! XD

Chapter 1

"Kitsune, Rei's mother is here to pick her up," my father said as he walked into the garage to see me working on my 1975 yellow Chevy Camaro.

I stepped away from my car and turned to look at my father. He wasn't a tall man, but then again, he wasn't short either. He had dark brown eyes and black hair, due to our Japanese heritage.

My friend Rei was a tall, blond haired, blue eyed normal American teenager. She had a dark sense of humor, but then again, so did I. She stood as she grabbed her bag and smiled.

"See you tomorrow Kit," she said. Right before she left she added, "Call me if you need any help with the engine."

I laughed and said, "Rei, we both know that I don't need any help with an engine."

She laughed as well and walked right out the door, my father following her. I lowered the hood of my car and caught sight of my reflection in a nearby mirror. I had my long black hair in an intricate Japanese bun with two chopsticks in it, I also had light blue eyes with brown, red and darker blue flecks in them.

The chopsticks (message me if you want to know what they look like) were from my mother, before she died, they weren't just for decoration, their ends were extremely sharp, my mother had told me that they were to channel my energy, but I didn't understand what she meant at the time, I still don't actually. I was wearing a black and white Japanese training outfit. (Like the outfit Katara wears, but black and white) I also had four tattoos, one for each element, all in Japanese, fire on the top of my right hand, water on my left, earth on my left palm, and air on my right palm.

I'm not sure if they are actually tattoos, they never faded and as a little girl I would ask my mother what they were and she would say that she did not know and that I have always had them. I walked out of the garage and up to my room where I turned on my TV, I was soon found falling asleep as a rerun of Avatar was coming on. Little did I know that it was the last time I would see my room, let alone any of my family or friends.

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When I awoke I was exposed to a blinding light, it was literally that bright. I opened my eyes once again to see I wasn't in my room anymore, let alone in the same continent. It seemed that I was in a crater made of ice, and I wasn't alone. I looked over to see, I'm not sure what it was, but it looked like a flying bison, like Appa, from Avatar. I continued to look around and, it was then that I noticed what looked like a staff, not like Aang's; it was mostly made of metal. As the metal neared the top it swirled around a little and at the very top sat a large glass ball, a metal crescent moon surrounded it. (message me if you want to know what it looks like)

I grabbed it and used it to help me stand, as I did this, I heard noise coming from the other side of the crater, and I did nothing, but waited as I continued to stand, it being easier as time went on. Soon a boy, dressed in yellow and orange monk robes, came around to the entrance of the crater and he ran to the bison, he reminded me of Aang.

"Appa!" he yelled as he hugged the bison.

A boy and a girl soon came after him, both wearing winter clothing, all that was blue; the boy reminded me of Sokka, the girl, of course, reminded me of Katara. I'm really starting to think that I am actually in Avatar; I would only believe it if that was what their names really were.

"What is that?" the older boy asked.

The monk smiled and said, "This is Appa, my flying bison."

The other boy scoffed and said, "And this is Katara, my flying sister."

I smiled to myself, only two more names to find out and they hadn't even noticed me yet.

"Forgive Sokka, I'm Katara," the girl said.

"I'm Aang," the youngest boy said.

Yep, I believe it, I'm in Avatar. I loudly cleared my voice, to get their attention, and I saw that Aang smiled rather brightly.

"Nova, I didn't know you were here," he said happily.

Oh yeah, did I forget to tell you, Kitsune isn't my real name; it's one of my two middle names. But for some reason, when Aang said my name I got memories that weren't even mine, I guess they were supposed to be my memories while I'm in this show.

"Hi Aang," I said weakly.

"Nova, this is Sokka and Katara, guys, this is my older sister Nova," Aang introduced us.

I cannot believe that in this show I am Aang's older sister, it still doesn't explain where I got my staff.

"Is she an Airbender too, or is she a spy for the Fire Nation?" Sokka asked, trying to seem tough.

"Of course she is," Aang said, "why would she be a spy for the Fire Nation?"

I ignored them and climbed up to sit in Appa's saddle, I need to relax and regain some strength, I don't know how or why, but I am as weak as a flea trying to bite into a rhino's skin. I didn't listen to what was being said, I didn't need to, but I thought about what Aang said. I was an Airbender? Amazing.

I looked up as they all got onto Appa, Aang was going to show them that he could fly, but Appa was just like I was right now, he needed rest and he needed to sleep.

"Aang," I said softly. "I don't think Appa is going to be able to fly right now, he is way too tired, as am I."

"Well," Aang said. "The least I could do is try, Appa, yip yip."

I was right; he just got into the water and started to swim to Sokka and Katara's village.

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Well, I hope you all liked the first chapter; it was rather fun to write, hope I can at least get 1 reviews before I update.

~Raksha A. Redfern~