Here's an interesting idea that formed in my imagination one day and refused to go away.

Set not too far in the future, prepare to meet the kids of all your favourite characters from the show, plus prepare to find out a deep dark secret in the Avatar world.

Lots of intrigue, action, romance and adventure are promised in:

Avatar: The Next Journey
Prologue

It seems almost longer then 30 years since Aang, The Last Airbender and Avatar, took on his quest to defeat the terrible Fire Lord Ozai and his conquest of war to rule the Four Kingdoms.
And so, after finally having mastered all of the elements of Water, Earth and Fire along with his own Air Bending skills, he travelled to the heavily guarded fortress-like palace of the Fire Nation's King accompanied by his loyal companions and friends: Katara, a masterfull Water Bender, Sokka, her brother and a warrior, Toph, a blind Earth Bender with incredible skills, and the ousted relatives of Ozan; his son Prince Zuko and his brother General Iroh.
Together the group snuck into the palace and managed to reach the main chambers of the Fire Lord where Aang, in a bid to save him and his friends from the overwhelming odds they faced against the hundreds of warriors guarding the palace, challenged the ruthless tyrant to a duel of Agni Kai, which Ozai accepted, confident in his victory.

"Aah, and what a fight it was" Aang muttered as he lay on his bed, a long white beard trailing down over his hands as he stared up the ceiling while soft rays of sunlight flowed in through the windows of newly rebuildt Southern Air Temple, once agian busy with the sounds and lives of Apprentice & Master Airbenders going about their daily duties.
Aang smiled as he listened to the hustle and bustle outside, and let his mind wander back to that fatal day so long ago.
They had fought for hours, Ozai sending attack after merciless attack at Aang which the young Avatar dodged and diverted again and again, always blocking, never attacking.
The Fire Lord mocked him and called him a coward, just as the reason for Aang's defensive moves became clear: The long awaited Solar Eclipse.
As the Sun dissappeared behind the dark Moon, Aang went from defensive to offensive, and drove the ever weakening Ozai back with blast after blast of combination attacks of Water, Earth and Air.
Finally the Fire Lord fell to his knees, completely drained, and as Aang asked him if he gave up, nodded and submitted.
But in the end it was a lie, and just as Aang let his guard down, the Eclipse started to dissappear, and in a final act of defiance Ozai slammed Aang with a double fisted Fire Bendig blast to the chest, sending Aang flying off the Arena even as Aang bended most of it back at him.
Even though he'd won, the price had been high, as he had to carry the terrible wounds for the rest of his life, wounds even Katara couldn't heal properly with her healing powers.
A hacking cough racked Aang's body, and he coughed and weezed as a young apprentice ran up to his side and helped him up.
Aang grimaced as he sat up and felt the usual sharp pain stab through his chest. "Here you go sir" the apprentice said as he brought a cup up to Aang's lips. Aang reached over and grabbed the cup of water, took a sip and lay back down again, his old bones creaking as he moved.
Even though he was only 65, the wounds had taken it's toll on his body and had left him feeling weak, a feeling that grew by the day as he grew older. As he lay back his mind drifted back, and he though of the days afterwards, how after all the rogue Fire Nation warriors had been rounded up, Azula amongst them, his friends had split up and taken up head roles in their nations.
Katara became The Water Queen of the Northern Water Tribe while Sokka returned to his home at the Southern Tribe to rebuild it, becoming the Tribal Chief later on.
Toph took over the rule of the Earth Kingdom, forcefully, and ruled from Ba Sing Se with a little help from Iroh, would left his nation in the capable hands of Prince Zuko, who was now called Lord Zuko.
"Ah Katara, I'll see you soon" Aang whispered as he felt himself slowly drifting off to the last long sleep he'd ever have.
"Master Aang?" the young boy asked, looking up from his seat next to the Avatar's bed. "Master?" he asked again as he stood up and gentle shook Aang's shoulder before running to the door and out of the room to inform the Master Airbenders of Aang's departure.
As he left, Aang's body glowed slightly, and then his ghostly shape rose up before dissappearing into thin air while reaching up for something, or someone with a smile on his face.

Seconds later, all over the Four Kingdoms in each of the Avatar Temples, monks sat and meditated, their eyes closed as they sent their minds and spirits adrift to monitor and follow the Avatar Spirit as it searched for the next person in the cycle in which it would be reincarnated in.
But up in the mountains of the Earth Kingdom, on temple was doing more then just watching.
"We've almost closed on it Sir" A monk said, his eyes glassy as he look into a world outside of this world. "The Avatar Spirit will shortly be yours to use as you wish"
"Good" A figure in the shadows said, crossing his arms and smiling as he watched the collection of monks sway back and forth as they bend their spiritual powers to the task at hand: Capturing the Avatar Spirit and forcing it into the waiting hands of the man behind them.

In the spirit world, a blue glowing force sped across the waves of aether, heading towards the pull of the soul that would next house it.
As it closed in on it's targets, it suddenly reeled as a volley of lights hit it, striking it again and again as they tried to force it towards another path, the great Spirit of Nature thrashing it tried to fight of it's attackers while the other desinens below run away from the battle as fast as they could.
With an inaudible roar the Spirit found an opening and rammed it's way through it's attackers, latching on to a spirit that felt familiar, incredible familiar, and diving into the person's essence.

"Uragiru, wake up! What happened? Where's the Avatar Spirit?" the man asked as he pulled up the unconcious body of the head monk and shook him, slapping him through the face until he woke up.
"Uhh..." The monk groaned as he came to, his face pale and dotted with sweat. "Sorry my lord, but the Spirit managed to escape and find a host to hide in"
"Wonderfull. Now we'll have to wait again until the new Avatar is ready before we can attempt to gain the spirit for our use"
"No lord, it didn't reach the true host" Uragiru said. "It's gone into hiding inside someone, which means if we find that person, we find the Avatar Spirit"
"Excellent. I shall order my men to send word to our outlaying troops to start the search immediately" the man said as he walked away past the other out cold monks, the light of a lantern he passed by the door revealing the aged features of General Fong of The Earth Kingdom Army.

And far away, in the South Pole, a fierce snow storm whipped around a small figure of a girl as she ran towards the open door of a house in the Southern Water Tribe Village, an older teen girl waving her on anxiously while the hard flakes whipped past the threshold.
"Come on, hurry up already!"
The struggling girl in the storm opened her mouth to reply when suddenly the sky above rumbled and crackled with hard booms of thunder, and then a massive bolt of light, like a streak of lightning, crashed down unto her, her body lifting up into the air and floating there for a few seconds before the light winked out and she fell back down to the earth, her white hair with black streaks on the ends spilling out to whip around her face as she lay out cold on the ground.

To be continued...

So, what do ya think?

Intrigued?

Interested?

Then check back in tomorrow for one intense Bender Battle in the South Pole.

Till Then!