Normally when you wake up in tattered clothes with little to no memories of the night before you freak out and probably just blame it on a good time gone horribly wrong. But for me that just wasn't the case. For you see when I was ten my village was attacked by a bunch of marauders wearing strange weapons that took down all the benders with some kind of electrical gloves. In truth I don't really remember much about that day except running for my life into the forest while the village burned to the ground. I must have ran for hours through the forest jumping over fallen logs and dodging tree limbs as the thought of survival on my mind. The elders in the village had always warned the kids to stay away from the forest at night or else the spirits would steal us away, it turned out they were right about that. I took shelter under a strange glowing tree surrounded by a large pool of water that glowed a light blue.

But when the rays of the sun hit my eyes the following morning I found that I was surrounded by a bunch of angry spirit wolves that seemed to be made out of darkness and smoke the way their forms evaporated and reformed with every movement.

"Leave me alone!" as scream sending a fireball at the closest one hitting him in the face and knocking him to the ground.

Before I could throw another one a deep savage growl comes from behind the pack as a wolf twice the size of the others steps forth the smaller ones retreating back as he makes is way.

His face full of scars and his red focused eyes showed me instantly that he was no stranger to combat.

"You have to either be stupid of insane to attack a spirit wolf kid"

I drag myself up from my spot and look him in the eye thinking that showing any weakness would get me killed.

"Look I really don't care who or what you are I just spent the knight running away from a group of people that were killing the benders and burning my home so probably insane seeing as I'm talking to a bunch of shadowy spirit wolves"

What I said must have gotten the leaders attention because he comes up to me and sniffs me before looking at me again.

"You smell of ash and fear, but I also smell your anger and rage come with us and I promise to give you the powers needed to get your revenge."

Having nowhere else to go I followed him and his pack deeper into the forest and farther away from the village I had called home. Eventually we wound up at a giant dead tree with an arc like hole in the middle.

"What is this place?" I asked as the pack marched through the hole in the tree and disappeared leaving me alone with the leader.

"You could say that this is our way back home to the spirit world"

He nudges me forward and I pass through getting a feeling a chills pass down my spine as I did so. Within seconds the leader is beside me pushing me forward again.

"Welcome to your new home kid"

I look around the area and see just how different the spirit world is compared to the human world. Every tree seemed to glow and spirits of all shapes and sizes flew about in the sky.

"So what now?" I ask the pack leader

"Simple if you wish to get you revenge you need to get stronger, but first we have do something about that appearance of yours stick out your arm boy"

I raise my arm so that it was right in front of him and within seconds he bites his tongue before he bites down on my arm easily breaking the skin and drawing blood. He lets go after a few seconds and I pull my now bleeding arm to see the damage.

"I've given you my blood kid, now we see how you adapt to it."

I hear him say before my vision blurs and my skin burns as my blood flows from wound up my arm forming red cryptic looking symbols along both of my arms before forming a red half-moon on either shoulder. My black hair grows until its past my shoulders. My nails turn black and become more claw like and after taking a second to find a small puddle of water find out that my once brown eyes have changed into an eerie glowing orange.

"You look good kid, in time we will teach you everything you'll need to destroy your enemies"

That day was six years ago and true to their world they taught me much, like how to take my beast form that of a mighty black spirit wolf and also how to combine my natural fire bending with the powers of darkness to emit black flames and lighting. But what they forgot to tell me when I left to the human world was that my beast powers were only under my control in the spirit world not the human world where I would change every time there was moon in the sky. At first I didn't hurt anyone as I lived in the mountains but when I heard about similar attacks I started moving into more populated areas killing by night and having no memories of the previous night when I awoke in the morning usually next to a dead body. Eventually I made my way here to Republic City which is where I had hoped to get information on my quest for revenge.

Waking up from my change last night I take in my surroundings. Boarded up doors and windows and the smell of pollution in the air confirms that I was still in the Wan district. I drag myself up and take a look through one of the unbroken windows.

"Well I still have most of my pants so we're ahead, covered in blood that's no surprise and burn marks on my arms tells me I probably ran into someone from the triad" after looking over myself and finding nothing worse than the burns I decide to take a look around to try and get my bearings. But after turning a corner I find my latest victim… or what was left of him leaning against a wall. To say that he was torn up would be an understatement, his body was covered in massive claw marks leaving huge gashes in his arms, chest and face. Burn marks on the walls and ground tell me this poor sap probably tried to fight back.

"Damn well hopefully you're the only one I ran into last night" I say to the body as I leave the corpse and try to find my way back home.

If I had spent just a few more minutes searching I would have found the unconscious body of the avatar lying in an ally not far from the body scratched but still alive.