Broken Hope
An Avatar: The Last Airbender story

Summary: All Kyana hoped for was the war to end. She knew
deep inside that there were people from the Fire Nation that
had the same beliefs as she. Not everyone in the Fire Nation
could be bad, just like not everyone in the Water Tribe was
good. That was until the Fire Nation attacked her home;
attacked her brother. Since then, her hatred finally began.

Warnings: Violence

Disclaimer: I, xX-Star Sapphire-Xx, do not own anything relating
to Avatar: The Last Airbender. This means anything related to the
TV show, comics, characters, etc. This also includes the spin-off
The Last Airbender: Legend of Korra. They all belong to Michael
Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko.


Prologue: Hope
"In all things it is better to hope than despair."
-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Enemy ships filled our waters, though they didn't dare make a move.
We could only sit and watch, waiting for their first attack.
When that finally happened, I couldn't see an ending.
Flames filled the skies, landing in our village.
Fear filled me as the enemy cut through our barriers.
And changed our lives forever.

I once believed we were all equal. It didn't matter what color our skin was, where we lived, or what element we manipulated. We were all human. All with beating hearts, dreams, and ambitions. That all changed when the Fire Nation attacked my home; attacked my family.

I was never so scared. All I could think was why the Fire Nation was trying to hurt us? What have we done to make them want revenge? My brother's words from that day still haunted me.

"Because the Fire Nation are heartless!"

I used to argue with my brother. Not everyone from their nation was fighting. There had to be some that didn't agree with their leader.

"They sure aren't doing anything to stop the war. They're just as bad as the soldiers," my brother retorted before running outside to defend our home.

That was the last time I was able to see the strong emotion he held for his tribe and family in his blue eyes... Later that night, he was ambushed by several soldiers.

That was when my hatred for the Fire Nation began.


Author's Note: This is some what of a rewrite of my old story on
Quizilla. I almost changed the story completely. I improved
characters, the story, and writing in general. Although it's almost
a different story, you might find similarities between the two.
Please don't send messages saying I stole ideas from
highskoolchik101 on Quizilla for that is me. Thanks!