Hello everybody. This is a neat little idea I had running in my head and it gives me a nice break from my other fanfic Half as Long, Twice as Bright. I was inspired by the Legend of the Spiderman story on here to make an independent anti-hero/vigilante and wanted to test my hand at making him into an interesting character. I'll be honest, I did draw some inspiration from Batman but I'm hoping I can make this character my own and enjoyable for you guys. Enjoy everyone.

The sun above Republic City shined brightly on the cold October morning. Citizens bustled through streets carrying on with their day to day lives whether it meant going to work or school.

Vehicles zipped up and down the streets moving like the lifeblood of the city itself while the many businesses littering the city acted as the beating heart. If one was high enough, it would look like an ant colony hard at work. One young man did have this view.

"They look so tiny from up here." He mused to himself as he stared down at the city.

"Sitka? Are you listening to me?"

Even though he should be paying attention to his tutor. The very same who gave him a swift smack to the back of his head.

Meet Sitka Kanata. A 7-year old heir who has short dark brown hair and green eyes that were rare for his darker complexion. Pretty much, his skin tone said Water Tribe but his eyes said Earth Kingdom. While not very strong, the young man did have a nice athletic build that complimented his physical lifestyle.

"I don't think your parents would be very pleased to know that their son is wasting their money by not listening to the tutor they hired for him." The tutor chastised, returning back to her seat across from him.

Sitka shot the woman a glare as he rubbed the back of his head. "A tutor I didn't want considering the fact that I'm interested in what you want to teach. But we already covered that, didn't we Miss Asuka."

Meet Momo Asuka. A skilled earthbender with short black hair fashioned into a pixie cut with dark green eyes. Hired by Sitka's parents to teach him his general studies and about his parents company. Also his nanny which irked both of them to a small degree.

"Perhaps I should inform your parents of that smart mouth of yours once we arrive." Momo threatened while arching amused eyebrow.

Sitka shivered at the thought of another lecture from his parents. Vehemently, he shook his head no making his tutor chuckle. Closing her book she rose to her feet again and stretched.

"I suppose we could stop for now. We will be landing soon and from what your parents told me, you have a busy day ahead."

Sitka groaned as he slouched far into his seat. "But I want to listen to pro-bending. The Republic City Hogmonkeys are playing today."

Momo smiled as she faced the window and watched as their airship slowly lowered to the ground.

30 minutes later

Sitka fiddled with his shirt as he followed Momo through the mansion. A butler had met them outside the airship and told them that his parents were inside with his boss. He had to admit he was nervous. He was never good with meeting new people, poor Momo practically had to break down a steel wall to be friendly with him. Now he had to met someone else new just so his parents would look good. His inner thoughts were interrupted when he collided with Momo's back.

"Careful there, munchkin." She teased, he hated that nickname. In front of them was a set of double doors and voices could be heard on the other side. "Ready?"

Sitka stared at the door nervously but nodded. Momo patted his shoulder and opened the doors revealing a very nice living room. In the center were two couches facing each other, Sitka immediately spotted his parents on one of them and a man along with his wife and daughter on the other one.

"Kuzen? Ineda? We're not interrupting are we?" Momo asked, announcing their presence.

"Ah Momo, nice of you to join us." Sitka's dad, Kuzen, beamed rising from the couch before looking at him and his smile growing brighter. "And there's the little rascal."

Sitka laughed as he wrapped his dad in a hug.

"How's my number one guy doing?" His mother, Ineda, greeted wrapping him up in a hug of her own.

"Good." Sitka giggled.

"Sitka, there's someone I want you to meet." Kuzen said beckoning him over. "This here is Hiroshi Sato. He's daddy's new business partner."

Sitka looked at Hiroshi as he stood up and walked over. "Nice to finally meet you, Sitka. Your parents have told me all about you."

"Hello." He answered nervously.

"This is my wife, Yasuko." Yasuko smiled sweetly and waved. "And that lovely lady is my daughter, Asami."

Sitka looked at Asami and almost let his jaw drop. Asami Sato was about his age and like her parents had pale skin and beautiful green eyes. She was the prettiest girl he's ever seen and she was smiling at him. She was wearing a black shirt with a red vest on top with grey pants. Clearly she had more style than his simple lime green button up and black pants.

"Hello, I'm Asami." She greeted him with a big smile and a wave.

Sitka could feel his cheeks heat up and looked away. "Hello." He mumbled and waved awkwardly.

"I have an idea." Yasuko grinned, taking Asami by the hand and leading her towards Sitka. "Asami, why don't you show Sitka around our house while the grownups talk."

Sitka felt his heart rate speed up as he looked a Yasuko like she had three heads. Said heart skyrocketed when Asami took him by the hand and began dragging him off. The last thing he saw before leaving the room was his dad sneaking to give him a thumbs up and a wink before being elbowed by both Ineda and Momo.

5 minutes later

The last couple of minutes proved to be the most nerve-wracking experience for Sitka ever. Here he was with a very pretty girl that held his hand. Thankfully, Asami was two busy rattling off about the house to notice his awkwardness.

"Hello? Are you listening to me?" Asami whined waving a hand in his face.

"Huh? What?" Sitka sputtered, distracted from his nervous mind.

Asami pouted before grabbing Sitka by his cheeks and pulling both outward. "It's rude to ignore a lady when she's talking to you. My mom said so."

"But your just a girl. A lady is a grownup." Sitka snapped back rubbing his sore cheeks.

"More grownup than you. I'm six years old." Asami proclaimed proudly.

Omar smirked and cackled. "Hah. I'm 7 years-old. I'm more grownup than you."

"What, that's no fair." Asami argued.

Sitka gave a thumbs down and blew a raspberry only teasing Asami even more. The two stared each other before breaking out in laughter.

1 week later

Things were starting to look up for the Kanata family. Sitka's father was working with Hiroshi on the newest model for the Satomobile. His mother was getting along amicably with Yasuko despite Ineda being more prissy than the tomboyish Yasuko. Momo had the unfortunate luck of having to tutor and mentor both Sitka and Asami and was slowly but surely getting to her wits end.

Sitka was in a state of bliss since moving to Republic City and it was mostly thanks to his new playmate. Asami and her blunt yet goofy personality had somehow brought out a new side to him. While for most people it took weeks to get him to open up, it only took Asami one. Maybe it was because of her never giving up on trying to get him to be more open with her or maybe it was his little crush on her.

Whichever it was, it didn't matter because he was happy either way. Contrary to how she usually dressed, Asami was quite the tomboy like her mother. On more than one occasion the two would end a day completely covered in dirt and grime laughing like maniacs. She was unlike any girl his age he ever met. Unfortunately, whatever fantasies he was dreaming were rudely interrupted by a small stone smacking into his forehead.

"Spirits, Sitka. Will you pay attention already? That's the third time in 15 minutes you zoned out on me." Momo complained bending the stone back towards her hand.

"Sorry, Momo." He apologized, massaging the impact point from the stone.

"You can go make googly eyes at Asami all you want after you're done with your lessons." Momo teased, smiling devilishly at the young man.

"What?" Sitka stammered. "That's… you're crazy. I think you are losing it in your old age."

Sitka whined as the stone smacked into his forehead again.

"I hope that will teach you not to be fresh?" Momo hissed spinning the stone in the air.

Before he could respond with a sparky remark, the door to his room opened revealing his mother.

"There you are, Momo." Ineda sighed, relieved. "I been looking everywhere for you. Come with me for a second."

"Yes ma'am." Momo obliged before mouthing 'finish studying' to Sitka.

Rolling his eyes, he gave a thumbs up as the two women left leaving him out loud Sitka slumped back in his chair, staring at the textbook with malice. It's not he didn't like learning, he just hated putting in the effort to do so. Why couldn't he just touch the book and automatically know everything in it.

"Glaring at the book won't make it go away, you know?" Sitka snapped his head to see his mother smiling at him. "Go grab your jacket. We're going out."

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"You'll see soon, now hurry up."

45 minutes later

Sitka stared slack-jawed at the massive building before him. Sitka always dreamed that one day he would visit the Arena but the fact that he and his family were invited by Hiroshi blew his mind. For the first time ever, Sitka would witness an actual Pro-bending Championship. Needless to say but Hiroshi was easily one of his favorite people now.

"This is amazing. I can't believe we're going to see an actual Pro-bending championship." Sitka squealed, doing laps around his parents who were laughing and smiling at his antics.

"Just remember to thank Hiroshi when you see him." Kuzen smiled.

"Yes, Dad. Definitely."

"Also they will be coming over for dinner so make sure you remember your manners, young man." Ineda added.

"With the way he's been trying to impress Asami, that won't be a problem." Kuzen laughed, nudging his son who had a red tint to his cheeks.

"What…That's… I don't know what you're talking about." Sitka stammered, trying to defend himself.

"So you mean it wasn't you who gave Asami a rose, from my garden no less, and a sunset fire opal?" Ineda teased, acting confused.

Sitka cheeks burned as he buried his face in his father's coat and screamed making the two chuckle.

But they were right. He did like Asami alot and he really enjoyed being with her. With her, he felt at ease and like he could do anything he was previously scared of doing. She opened his eyes to new opportunities in the world and for that he was grateful. That's why tonight he would tell her. Atleast, that's what he thought he was going to do.

10 years later

Sitka fiddled with his tie as he rode the elevator up to the offices of Kanata Corporations or KanaCorps for short. The company his father and mother spent their lives building up with blood, oil, sweat, and tears. And now it was officially all his. Sitka tugged at his tie for the 8th time as sweat beaded on his brow. Was he truly ready for this?

After his parents tragic passing 10 years earlier, the company was run by Kanou Satomi, a trusted advisor and friend of his parents. Kanou had been instrumental in securing contracts with the United Republic military and a few smaller outfits. His experience and advice would prove invaluable to Sitka.

The ding alerted him that he had reached his floor and braced himself as the door opened. As he walked out he could see immediately in front of him was a secretary behind a beautiful mahogany desk typing away on her typewriter. Behind her in big bold letters was KanaCorps pressed into the wall with two sets of double doors at the opposing ends.

Coming to stop at the desk, he nervously cleared his throat catching the attention of the secretary. She an older woman clearly but her make up did well to hide most of her wrinkles and blemishes. Suelyn was written on a nameplate in the middle of her desk.

"Oh my, Mr. Kanata." Suelyn said with surprise. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir."

"Thank you, ma'am." Sitka greeted with a short bow. "Is everybody inside already?"

"Yes, you're early in fact." The secretary answered cheerfully. "And it's just Suelyn, sir. You are my boss after all."

Sitka smiled and nodded. "Of course Suelyn. Thank you." With a parting grin he made his way to the double on the right side of the desk.

"Of course, sir. Good luck."

Sitka took a deep breath as he grabbed the door handles. This was it, this is where his life as a boy ends and his life as a man begins. Pushing the doors open Sitka was greeted by the faces of many high ranking members of KanaCorps. Sitka fought to keep a neutral face and not run out the room as everybody stopped talking and turned to him while he made his way to the head of the table. Kanou was waiting for him and gave an encouraging smile which did help take some pressure off.

Taking his position he carefully observed everyone's trying to gauge their reaction to him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen" He began. "Thank you for coming today, I know everybody is busy with their respective projects."

Few members nodded while the others stared intently at Sitka making him gulp and struggle not to freeze up.

"First and foremost, I would like to thank Kanou for looking after the business in my stead." Kanou gave a small nod in return. "As of this moment I will be assuming responsibilities as CEO of KanaCorps. I look forward to working with you all and hope for great things in the future."

Later that day

Sitka sighed as he drove through the streets of Republic City. The orientation with everybody, despite going better than he expected, was nerve-wracking. Everyone in that room had atleast 10 years with the company and here he was just starting without a damn clue. Only the music playing on the radio could really help him stay cool.

Sitka look at the box occupying his passenger seat. Gifts from the all the project heads. He still had yet to see what was inside and he had to admit he did feel a bit of excitement at what could be inside.

'Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. That was the number 1 song "Left My Heart in Republic City". Now for just released breaking news.' Sitka raised a furious eyebrow and turned up the radio louder.

'The Republic City Police Department has doubled their search efforts in light of last nights attack on five Triple Threat Triad gang members. Police say that two were killed and the other three were brutally maimed. Witnesses report hearing the sounds of fighting and a lone individual fighting the gang members. This makes the third time this week that these attacks-'

Sitka cut the radio off as he parked in front of Lee's Chi-blocking Academy. The academy was started by Ty Lee after the Hundred Years War and quickly became popular with non-benders. It also just so happened to be the academy were Asami had been training for the last 10 years.

Sitka walked into the modest dojo and stood at the edge of the training mat. Practice was still going on with none other than Asami leading the session. While not running the dojo itself Asami was one of it's longest remaining and skilled members. The grandmaster definitely had high hopes for her.

Sitka entranced at the sight of his longtime friend. This was also one of the few times she didn't wear make up. Her slender, muscular arms flexing and contracting with each punch she threw. The lithe frame gracefully dancing in a flurry of kicks, sweeps, and punches. The gentle sweet face that bore a mask of silent fury and passion.

"Keep oogling me like that and people might start getting suspicious about us." Asami teased closing Sitka's agape jaw.

"My dear Asami, whatever do you mean?" He shot back with a lopsided grin.

Asami rolled her eyes and wrapped him up in a big hug. "I missed you."

"I've only been gone for a month." Sitka exclaimed, looking at the dark-haired woman incredulously.

"And you didn't come visit once since you've been back."

Sitka sighed. "I was going to but I held up by all this CEO bullshit."

"Excuses, excuses." She presses wagging a finger in his face. "Congratulations on that though."

Sitka groaned and started walking out the building.

"Oh come on. What's it like?" Asami begged.

"It's boring. I sit in a office all day, I approve projects may be profitable for the company while keeping the buyer happy. Boring stuff."

"Why don't you get actively involved in some projects?" She asked.

"I want to but Kanou wants me to get comfortable with the desk work first." Omar groaned leaning against his car.

"So do you mind giving me a ride home?" Asami asked sheepishly, trying to avoid eye contact.

Sitka raised an eyebrow and began scanning up and down the street for her scooter. "What happened to your moped? I swear to the Spirits Asami, if you ran over another person-"

"It broke down and I forgot my tools at home." She shrugged nonchalantly.

Sitka gave her the most judgemental look he could muster. "You forgot your tools?"

Asami pouted and grabbed on to his shirt inching closer. He didn't know how she did it but somehow her eyes got bigger when she did it. Sitka felt his chest well up and his cheeks felt hot. All these years that past and she still made him swoon.

"Get in." He yielded.

"Yes!" Asami chirped, hopping in the passenger seat.

Sitka smirked to himself. It was too easy for her to get her way with him.

"You literally do that with just me. You don't even do it with Hiroshi." He complained.

"That's because you're the only one it works on. Plus I like watching you get all flustered." Asami said with a smile.

Rolling his eyes, he couldn't help smirking. "You enjoy seeing me uncomfortable? Oh my wounded heart."

Sitka didn't have any room to dodge the punch she sent into his arm. A small lull of silence fell between the two as he drove his friend home. He didn't really mind the silence though since he grew more soft spoken over the years.

"Did you hear the news earlier today? About the Triads?" She asked losing the cheerful tone from earlier.

Sitka's brow furrowed and his grip on the steering wheel tightened. "I did. What about it?"

"I… don't know." She answered though she sounded unsure. "I thought I would be happy to hear about Triads getting a taste of their own medicine. But four deaths within the last three days?"

"I say good. It's about time someone started hitting back." Sitka hissed.

"Sitka!" Asami turned to him shocked.

"Oh don't act surprised Asami." He remarked angrily. "My parents, you're mother, Momo. They are gone because of those animals. So forgive me if I'm not weeping over a couple of dead gang members."

Asami sighed and turned her gaze back out the window. Sitka frowned and tried to think of a way to apologize. She didn't deserve his anger and it wasn't fair for him lash out. She did lose someone in the fire too.

"I know you are still angry for what happened and I know how much you wanted to join the police to stop people like them." Asami broke the silence, still facing away from him. "But that was 10 years ago. No matter how much we struggle, how much we fight, it won't bring back the dead. Please Sitka, you have to move on for your own sake. Don't make me worry about you more than I already do."

Sitka found himself at a loss for words. She was right, he did need to move on. Spirits know his parents and Momo wouldn't want to see him like this. But it was too late for that, much too late.

For the rest of the ride. Not a single word was spoken.

Later that night

Mia quietly made her way down the street in the Dragon Flats Borough. Unfortunately for her, someone had called out sick at work so she had to cover their shift. No doubt her kids would upset that their mother couldn't pick them up from their after school program again. Like always, the streets were eerily quiet other than the occasional vehicle driving by. Not surprising considering this was the heart of Triad territory.

Mia pulled her jacket tighter around her body as she quickened her pace. The only people that were out at this time of night were drunks, druggies, or Triads. None of which she wanted to interact with at all.

Two more blocks. Only two more blocks and she would home free. What kind of world do we live in where a person can't feel safe just walking home. Rounding the corner, Mia came to a full stop and cursed under her breath.

About three men were walking towards her. Based on the colors and clothes alone, she immediately knew who they were.

Triple Threat Triads.

Maybe if she kept her head and stayed quiet they would ignore her or maybe she should just cross the street instead. Mia never got the chance as one of the Triads looked at her and started nudging his buddies.

"Excuse me, you look a little lost." One of men said with a sleazy grin plastered on his face

"Why don't you let us walk you home?" Another chimed in.

Nervously she answered, "No, thank you. I'm alright." Quickly, Mia tried to walk around the men but felt a tug on her arm. Her blood ran cold as she was stopped dead in her tracks unable to move.

"Now, now, don't be that way toots." One dressed in a dark red overcoat spoke. "Me and the boys are just looking for a little fun."

"It would be impolite to refuse." Another dressed in a green button up with brown suspenders hissed.

Mia could feel her heart racing and her eyes began to well up. She knew the risks being out this late but she wasn't prepared for them by any means. "Please." Her pleading fell on deaf ears as the three Triads circled her like a barracuda shark circling a meal.

"How about you play with me instead?"

All four people turned to the voice and were surprised to see a lone man standing in the middle of the street.

The man was dressed in a skin tight shirt with what looked like padding on the arms and chest. His pants were also padded but looked looser, probably for the sake of movement. His face was obscured thanks to a jade green hood and scarf along with a black and green oni mask. Various pouches ran around his waist and small knives could be seen running diagonally down his chest.

The Triad in the red overcoat growled as he pushed aside Mia. "You got some balls coming around here after what you did to our boys."

"Big mistake pal, big mistake." The green button up chuckled, cracking his knuckles.

"How about I carve our names into his chest. Right after I slit his throat." The last member, dressed in a brown suit, laughed almost salivating.

Mia stared terrified from the ground as everyone waited for the other to make their move. With flick the wrist, she watched as the green rescuer threw something shiny at the Triads.

The brown suit bent a wall of Earth in front of his comrades stopping a throwing knife dead in its tracks. "I don't think so!" He hollered. Even though he stopped the knife he took away his friends and his visibility. An advantage the man was currently taking advantage of.

The green scarf man vaulted over the impromptu wall landing feet first on to the brown suits' chest. Rolling off the man he just barely dodged a shard of ice aimed for his back. Reaching for his bandoleer, he launched another knife and caught his attacker in the shoulder.

The red overcoat thug used this chance to fire a stream of fire directly on to the do-gooder point blank. A sick smile spread across his face as he hosed the man in flames until it abruptly stopped. Strange, he didn't mean to stop that early.

Mia screamed as a hand landed just in front of her. The thug looked at the hand and then at his arm which was spurting blood everywhere. Just past the blood he could see a curved blade cutting through blood and finding a new place in his chest.

Blood spurted from the wound and onto his mask as the green rescuer twisted the blade and ripped up. Yanking the now limp body in front of him he narrowly avoided a flurry of ice shards to the face. With a roar he pumped his legs and drove the body into the waterbender knocking him off balance.

Retracting his blade from the firebenders body, he quickly sliced horizontally across the waterbenders neck. Blood quickly flowed out like stream and onto his shirt as he grabbed at his throat to stopped the bleeding gurgling all the way to the ground.

The man had no time to savor his kill as massive chunk of earth hit in the ribs knocking him off his feet. The earthbender roared as he started flinging rocks at the man who was now rolling trying to dodge the blocks.

Quickly reaching in a pouch he whipped a small pellet into the ground exploding into a giant cloud of smoke. The earthbender ceased his assault as the smoke surrounded him.

"Face me, coward!" He screeched. The smoke was quickly dissapating as he frantically searched for the green man.

"I'm right here." A voice whispered in his ear from behind. Sharp pain in his back was a sure sign that he had just been stabbed. His legs buckled and gave out as he began to feel very light. "Rot in hell, bastard."

The green rescuer kicked the man off his kukri and clutched his ribs. That was definitely going to hurt in the morning. Looking around he had to admire his handiwork. If it wasn't for that wall coming up this fight would have been alot more difficult. Fortunately, Triads were idiots.

"Yokai!" Mia screamed catching his attention.

The man reached out to help her up "Whoa I'm not the bad-"

"Stay away from me, Yokai." She swatted away his hand, terrified at the blood covered mask and bloody blade.

Sirens wailed through the night warning that the police were coming. The man spared Mia one last look before running off leaving her crying and hysterical.

One hour later

Sitka groaned as he slowly lifted his shirt over his head. He had gotten careless during the fight and now he was paying for it thanks to that earthbender. One giant purple patch covered his ribs as Sitka carefully touched making him wince in pain.

Thankfully the padding absorbed most of the blow preventing his ribs from breaking. Unfortunately, now his ribs were tender and especially sensitive now. It would be difficult to explain how this happened so looks like he had to be really cautious now.

Slowly lowering himself on the couch in his hideout he stared at the mask, blood still splattered on it. Despite the injury, it was a productive night. Granted, he scared that girl more than he meant to but then again it was to be expected. After all, he wasn't doing this to help people. This was purely for revenge, the Triple Threat Triads will pay for what they done to him.

I hope you guys enjoyed it. Let me know what you all think or what I should do better or change.

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