Avatar: The last Waterbender

I do not own Avatar.

Summary- 100s of years later, into the future, the Avatar has returned. Thirteen year old Yuna thought she was a normal girl living her life as a child would. To her surprise, she starts hearing voices in her head, particularly of a young boy named Aang. When the earth kingdom (working with the fire nation) decided to raid her village. Her family somehow managed to get her out in time. She remembers tales of the previous avatar and that the next in the cycle was water and that her tribe had told her. As refuge, she is sent to the Air temples for an explanation.

Ch.1 Attack from the Fire nation, again?

Yuna giggled as she held the ball of water in her hands. "Look! I'm getting it!"

Yuna was only ten, eight when her fellow villagers decided on telling her that she was the new avatar. Back then, she would only laugh and joke with her friend Faiyrin, then threw snow at the elders. But recently, she had been becoming concerned and a little more thoughtful on the subject.

"Yes you are!" came the voice of a young boy in her head. That was why. She knew better than to ask the elders about it, so most of the time she ignored it.

"I told you!" her own young voice ordered. "Stop talking in my head! It's my head and you being in it is kind of weird."

"Hey! You're the new avatar.. or at least you will be! I'm kind of stuck here."

The voice claimed to be a boy named Aang. He sounded very young and often gave tips to her on her waterbending, but most of the time, he just 'popped up to say hi'. This became especially annoying, when she was learning from the elders.

"But I'm supposed to struggle to hear from you." Yuna pointed out, again. This would make the tenth time she said it, but each time never got her a good enough answer.

"Like I said, I guess I messed it up." the voice replied as usual.

Yuna sighed. If her parents saw her, or even Faiyrin saw her like this, they would probably call for some professional help.

Yuna was a very interesting girl. Her hair was a light, sky blue, and her eyes were a silver in color, which was rare in the water tribe. Sprinkles of freckles were all over her nose. She wore her long hair in twin braids, that came down in front of her shoulders. A few strands were left free on both sides, but were pulled into two separate sections on each side of her face by two beads each, which matched her eyes. She wore the typical Eskimo sort of clothing as well as everyone else.

Come to think of it, Ban was the only one who didn't think she was crazy. All the adults looked down on Ban and shook their heads, because he was too trusting. But as for the kids, they all looked up to him. He was sweet and kind, even though he was clumsy. He was an inspiration for them. He had never been to war, but he would tell the young ones a story his grandparents used to tell before they passed away.

"Hey, Yuna!" Another girl's voice called. The shouter was apparently running and slid to a stop in the snow, leaving a thin trail as a mark. She may not have shown it, but Faiyrin was, in actuality, fourteen. Her hair was dark brown and her eyes matched. Her hair came to her ears and curled onto her rosey face.

"Oh! Faiyrin!" Yuna exclaimed in a sudden surprise. "You, please be quiet." she hissed in a desperate manner. No promises, replied the boy.

"You'll never guess what I just did!" Faiyrin smiled innocently.

"You're right, I can't guess." Yuna blinked and looked up to her friend.

"I just totally pranked the elders!" Faiyrin busted up laughing. "They didn't expect it at all!"

Yuna sighed with a chuckle, Faiyrin would always be Faiyrin. Though she certainly didn't act it, Faiyrin was the chief's youngest daughter (the oldest was out on a scouting mission). Ban was however the chief's only son.

Ban walked over with a shake of his head. His hair was also a dark brown, but his eyes were the usual blue. "You should respect the elders more." Ban was fifteen, and acted such. Every time she looked at him, she could feel her face get hot. He was always there for the two of them, or anyone, to bail them out of trouble.

"Who asked you, idiot!" Faiyrin shouted then crossed her arms. Yuna simply looked at the ground.

"Did you hear about the letter?" asked Ban, ignoring his sister's comment.

"Letter?" Yuna looked up vaguely confused.

"Well, it appears that the earth kingdom signed a contract with the fire lord. So, we're basically on our own in this war." Ban said as he looked sadly into the distance. "We've been so unlucky since the fire nation captured the remaining few airbenders in the world. I really miss Kenta."

Yuna looked to the ground sadly. It had been three years since the fire nation came and captured Kenta, even though he was hiding in a water tribe village. Back then things were so much more interesting. Kenta knew how to make people laugh. He was the who taught Faiyrin most of her tricks and pranks.

"In a way we were lucky. I mean, no one got killed, right?" Faiyrin proposed.

"Yeah, I guess." sighed Ban, as he leaned against their ice fort. Intrigue suddenly crossed his face. "Is that smoke?"

"Yes, your brain is on fire from thinking." laughed Faiyrin.

"No. I mean over there." He pointed toward the water, where ships floated nonchalantly towards the small village.

"Yeah it is." Yuna exclaimed, startled. Warships, she thought. Yup, came the boy's voice. This can't be good, both declared.

"Yuna, Ban, Faiyrin we need you two." called an elder woman.

"Mom!" Faiyrin jumped.

"We have to get going." their mom interjected. Though she was acting calm, her brown eyes showed the panic on her face. The woman raced the kids to the shore side, where the snow met the icy waters. A man stood by a small, wood boat and the woman left the kids there. The children blinked, confused at the strange actions of the chief and his wife.

"Daddy, what's going on?" Faiyrin looked confused along with Yuna. Ban however, looked as if he knew what was going on.

As the three got pulled aside, the chief shoved them into a boat. "Go to the northern air temple. All will be explained then." he explained, while pushing them into one of the boats.

"But!" Yuna tried to ask any sort of question, but no one answered.

"No arguments." Ban shook his head. "We'll meet again, right?" he asked as he looked up at the man.

"Of course. Now Ban, you watch these two well. We'll meet again, I promise." with a hug from both children achieved, the chief ran off yelling orders.

As they floated down the current, the large ships could be seen. A silence emerged as the flag was that of the earth nation. None of them could talk, the silence said it all. The earth kingdom was attacking their home, and there was nothing they could do about it.

"Well, I guess we should head for that northern air temple." Faiyrin declared, trying to disguise her own worry.

"But the temple is in the air. How are we going to get up there?" Ban questioned curiously.

"I hear they sell many animals at the marketplace." Faiyrin inquired. Her gaze was locked on the giant icebergs.

"Or we could just use that old warship." Yuna proposed. The other two looked over and nodded. It was an older model, but it had enough fuel to run for a few more hours.

"Good idea." Ban nodded. He surveyed the surroundings for some sort of oar. In the boat he noticed a bench unused and muscled it off of the boat. They paddled over towards the land surrounding the old ship, using one of the spare bench boards.

In a few hours, the warship was up and running. They could get to the temple within two hours.

"Alright, we'll be there soon. Air temple, here we come!" yelled Faiyrin. Despite the strong faces everyone put on, everyone could sense the invisible despair and anguish in the ship the whole way there.

Meanwhile, at the fire nation throne room.

The fire lord seemed troubled. "You are saying that the avatar has returned?" he sighed exasperatedly.

"Yes." answered the priest. He shook his head. "If you do not destroy the avatar before he or she learns all four elements, you are doomed to failure, as your ancestors."

"I know that!" he proclaimed angrily. The candle flames around him raised as he shouted. As he calmed, so did the flames. "The avatar should be a water tribe, right? Well, there is only one other section of the water tribe, and that's at the north pole. There is no real hurry, but none the less..." his voice spaced as his thoughts raced.

A smirk came on his face. "Call my sons."

The priest nodded and bowed, then returned. "Here they are, sire."

The boys looked almost like clones. They both had messy black hair and red eyes. One wore more of a royal outfit, while the other wore a simpler warrior's outfit.

The boy in his prince's outfit bowed. "Yes father?" his voice seemed humbled by the lord's presence.

"What do you want?" the other boy rudely remarked.

"Have manners, Zuo!" The fire lord yelled at the boy on the right side. "And Zume, you may stand."

The boy who was bowing shifted back to his standing posture. He never looked away from his father. The two of them had a slight difference in their voice.

"I have a plan for you two. Zume, Zuo, whoever finds the avatar and brings me the head on a silver platter, I will make to inherit my crown."

"I understand father." Zume bowed again, but slipped an evil smirk to his brother.

"Fine." Zuo replied coldly.

He tried his best to avoid his brother. But as they exited the room, Zume spun and threw his brother against the wall, with a fist to his throat.

"I will find the new avatar and become king, then I can banish you. Or better yet, kill you."

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch. You forget, I'm a firebender as well."

"Yes, but I'mnot blind in one eye. I have the upper hand. I will defeat you at the only thing that ever really counts." Zume released his grip quickly, then gave orders to one of the guards.

Zuo hadn't winced once. He couldn't remember anymore why he hated his brother, but this definitely didn't help his decision. He casually turned in the opposite direction. He would win. He had to win, his life depended on it.