A/N so i have started this many times and i don't have loads of time on my hands so i won't be able to update regularly. Im George Martin it'll come when its ready. I have terrible English- seriously i do- so its not going to be the best in the world. So don't read this if you can't handle grammar mistakes and spelling mistakes. of course there won't be a lot of those as for auto correct. I don't own Avatar:TLA i only wish i was that awesome... so here it is enjoy the story. I have made changes! Some people may not like them but still.

Prologue

Water,

Earth,

Fire,

Air,

My true form,

Him,

Too many people died that day. Not enough Fire Nation. And it's all my fault. I had one shot to put things right and I failed. I failed him. He chose good, I chose evil. And now we are both being punished. I'm sure if he could speak to me, he wouldn't forgive me. I'm not even sure he can see me. He was taken away, the connection to my family was taken away, my true form was taken away and then my bending. Practically powerless, an enemy to the Fire Nation, I'm pretty sure the Earth Kingdom is looking for me as well, I'm alone. The Spirit World will no longer help. My last advice from them- find the Avatar. That translates into- Let's give you this impossible mission to redeem yourself. I guess I failed them too.

I'm sorry Dad, I'm sorry Roku.

I'm really sorry Theo.

Chapter 1-The Blue Spirit

Anyone looking at me would find me strange. The Earth Kingdom sun was strong and sweltering, yet here I am wrapping my black robe around me. Strange? Not to me. It's to cover my tattoos, my binds, my chains. If anyone saw them, Fire Nation or Earth Kingdom, they will instantly kill me. The hood hid my face too. The black allows me to hide in the shadows and not too many people ask questions to hooded beings. I suppose it hid my sword too. I couldn't leave myself completely defenceless, even if I hated to wield it. Funny I steal to survive, my past shows how evil I am... I was, but I don't like using the sword. I guess that's strange.

I eat an apple I had stole yesterday. People forget shadows. The stall manager hadn't seen me coming or going. I don't even think he's noticed that he lost an apple. It's the same with anyone. I already had made a name for myself, my past self, I didn't want to be wanted while I was in hiding too. So no one saw me coming and no one saw me going. I didn't stick around in populated places, I didn't bother travellers. This was hard on me. Constantly looking over my shoulder, basically waiting for my death, whether it was from the Fire Nation, or the Earth Kingdom, or starvation. At least I know its coming. I wait for death but that doesn't mean I'm going to give up. No if I die so does he.

Little whispers of the return of the Avatar have reached my ears. After 3 years, it's hard to believe. Hard to believe that he's back. I have no idea where he's going nor do I have any clue how to convince him that I want to help. He must have spoken with the spirits so I'm the last person he'll want to trust. And then if he finds out what I did, he'll certainly hate me for sure. The whole point of me finding the Avatar is to redeem myself, but am I ready for being redeemed. To be honest, I don't want him to find out about me. A little part of me doesn't want him to give me back what was taken from me. I don't want to be... to be... to be that monster again. But I need him to give it all back so I can have him back. So he can forgive me. So I can do good in the world, like I should have done at the start.

I started my journey, to where, was of no concern to me. I couldn't stay as someone would then eventually realise there was a thief in the village. Then they would check the shadows, and find me. So it was a journey away. There was a Fire Nation fortress nearby, I would need to stay clear of it. Only problem was i had no idea which way it was. I couldn't just ask where it was, that would be suspicious even if I wasn't hiding my face. So I hoped and prayed to silent Spirits that I wasn't going straight to it. Walking in silence was comforting now. I preferred it. My last conversation was with the Spirits. I wonder if someone could lose the sense of speech after not talking for years. I hope not, I'm going to have some explaining to do when I do meet the Avatar. Behind me I heard the clattering of Fire Nation soldiers. I ducked into the trees to my left and waited for them to pass. I guess the prayer to the Spirits wasn't heard. As usual. There were 10, 20 soldiers marching past. I recognised none, thank goodness. One, however, was carrying a boy. A boy with air-bending tattoos. Was this boy the Avatar?

The sun was setting so I could follow in the darkness. Murmurs from the soldiers told me he was the Avatar. And the Fire fortress they were taking him to belonged to Commander Zhao. Perfect, I have to save this boy from one of the most awful, people in the Fire Nation, if not the world. And one who could recognise me as easily as recognising the Avatar. Brilliant. I'm going to die by Fire. Still I follow them to the fortress.

Getting in was easy. I had to blend in with the crowd. I stuck to the edges of the main courtyard, then moved to the top of a wall, surrounding the whole fortress. There was no fire to light up here, and I watched carefully. There was an army here, all guarding the Avatar. Guarding a boy. I moved towards the main building, I could see Zhao in one of the windows. He seemed pretty pleased with himself. With struggle, I used the bricks as a climbing wall, noting the fact that if I fell, I would die. An open window allowed me to slip quietly through. No one was in the room, but the door was wide open. I heard Zhao talking, as he walked past. He must have already confirmed it was the Avatar his guards captured. I waited until he was out of sight before creeping towards the top of the building. Of course, not only do I have to convince the Avatar to follow me and get us both out of the hell-hole, I have to do so without alerting the whole army outside. Which will be impossible, probably.

Slipping through the door at the end of the corridor, I notice two guards talking. I was kinda hoping that Zhao would think an army was enough, I guess he's not as stupid as he used to be. That's unfortunate, for these guards here. Drawing my sword, they turn to face me. They're going to die so I will allow myself the pleasure of revealing myself.
"Who are you?" One asks, he won't be so confident in a minute. He's going to wish that someone I was scared of was with him. I pull my hood down, revealing my messy white hair. The realisation and fear in their eyes gave me some pleasure, but a part of me knew I shouldn't want people to fear me.
"I'm a little upset that you guys have forgotten me, have I become a legend so quickly." My voice was deeper than I remember but at least it didn't crack nor was it painful to speak.
"Thea." One muttered under his breath.
"What a poor choice of last words." I wasn't going to die by these fools. They started to draw their own swords, but they knew they wouldn't beat me. They didn't know all I had was poor sword skills. This was probably going to kill me, yet the fear I sent them felt good. I hope that changes soon. If I survive this I need to learn that fear isn't something you should be known for. Yet right now, it was necessary. I ran towards them pushing my sword through the taller ones chest, then blocked an attack from the other. His friend lay struggling to breath beneath me, and I looked directly into this ones eyes. He stood over me, yet he looked terrified. I pushed him away then proceeded to stab him too. He died right away, I watched his life leave him. I then went to the dying one and drove my sword through his heart until he breathed no more. This is why I need the Avatars help. These two men have families and friends and now they are dead.
"I really am a monster." Speaking felt good at least. The hood went back up. As much I wanted to strike fear into the hearts of everyone in the courtyard, I wasn't strong enough to take them all on.

Opening the door I saw the Avatar chained to a pillar, complaining about frogs. That stopped when he saw me.
"Who are you?" It was the same question, used with the same fear. My hand itched to grab my sword and kill this boy, but this boy was the Avatar. And I needed him to help me.
"I'm here to help you." I said. The boys fear increased as I walked towards him. The wanting to kill him grew with it. I cut his chains off as he cried out for me to stop. When he realised I wasn't going to kill him, the fear went away. So did the wanting to kill him.
"We must leave now." I didn't want to hang around for any more soldiers, I didn't want to kill anymore tonight. I walked, and he followed. I heard a gasp as he saw the bodies.
"Who are you?" He asked again.
"Thea." He was going to find out anyway. All of a sudden a thousand questions sprouted from his mouth. At this rate the chance of escaping will decrease from just maybe to we are going to die. "Listen Avatar," I started scaring him a little. "If we are going to survive this, then you need to be quiet." He nodded slightly and we continued. I came to the room I had come through, jumped out the window and grabbed the wall to start climbing down. One false move and I would have died. The Avatar flew out the window and landed onto the dark wall. It must be nice to air-bend. When I reached the wall, he was still there. Half of me expected him to have already run away. With the darkness on our side we slipped to the main gate. Unfortunately, Zhao had now realised the Avatar had escaped. How did I know? Because there was an arrow in my side, and I was falling into darkness. Brilliant death by arrow. Or death by landing on the ground too hard.

Well death was taking his time because I was still breathing. I opened my eyes to the sun, and trees. The Avatar was next to me, apparently waiting for me to wake up. I touched my pained head and my hair. Wait hair? The Avatar must have pulled my hood down.
"You're awake." He spoke cheerfully. He hoped I would wake?
"Yeah I am." I looked around me. Goosebumps tickled up my arms. Wait arms? He had taken off my robe.
"I had to take out the arrow and stop the bleeding. What are those tattoo's? Why is your hair white? Who are you?" His questions stopped when I touched my head again. "Sorry." His apology surprised me.
"Why are you saying sorry?" This boys behaviour was strange.
"I ask too many questions." He replied. "Thank you for freeing me, I must get back to my friends." He was going to leave me. But I needed him, I needed him so I could change, so I can become better.
"Wait!" I called. He stopped. "Can I come with you?" He looked nervous.
"I don't know, Sokka and Katara might not trust you. It would be weird if I went back to them with a white haired girl with tattoo's I've only seen in the Spirit World." Well it didn't take him long to understand some things about me.
"Please, I need your help and you're the only one in this world who can help me." I pleaded, for the second time in my life. Still he walked away. Not thinking I called

"I'm the daughter of a Spirit!"

He stopped then, and turned.

A/N Let me know what you think and stuff. Are there specific names for spirits? I'm sure and as you can tell if there are i'm going to need them. Anyway thank you let moi know

~TheShadowhuntingTimelord