Thanks for clicking on this and looking at it. This is my first fan fic and I'll see how it goes.

Disclaimer: I do own avatar....I also am a purple dragon with a taste for garlic and chocolate. What do you think!?

THE BEGINNING: AKAYLA

Fire Lord Zuko stood at the palace entrance. He was astonished, angry, and quite sad. First, his girlfriend Mai, had just broke up with him for the 2nd time in three months. Second, the Earth Kingdom just blew up a large Fire Nation ship just off the coast of the Kyoshi islands. And third, his Great-Aunt was standing right in front of him, and she doesn't look a day over twenty. He took a deep breath and said in the most commanding voice he could manage. " What are you doing here Great-Aunt Akayla? I thought you died one hundred years ago. We still hold a ceremony of your death every year."

She looked at him oddly. " Who are you? And where is Fire Lord Sozin?"

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I stood at a cross roads. I could either A.) Fire bend this stupid idiot who thinks he can masquerad as the Fire Lord, out of the city. Although I will admit, he does look quite like Sozin. Or B.) Ask this little brat of a boy why he is masquerading as the Fire Lord. I wasn't feeling very violent so I did the latter of the two.

" So Scar-Faced what are doing in the Fire Lords robes?"

I think I might have just stepped in some boiling water.

He started throwing big, great balls of fire at my face. I back flipped and dodged to the side. A renegade flame singed of about half of my hair. Now not only was my hair about as short as a boys but I had just gotten it styled by the palace servant's yesterday and now it was ruined. It just got personnel. I stood behind a pillar. I could feel the anger boiling inside me. I knew I might kill this boy if I truly started fighting him. I really didn't want to kill him. All I wanted was answers, and first I had to figure out how long I'd been gone. I stepped out from the pillar and held up my hands.

" Stop, please, just....stop."

He froze.

" I don't wish you any harm, can you just tell me. How many years has it been since Avatar Roku has been dead?"

He looked at me stiffly.

" Why do you want to know?" he asked, still in a fighter position.

I smiled at him. " How about we talk this out over a cup of tea? Jasmine perhaps?"

He just kept starring at me.

It was really freaky, especially with that scar on his face. I felt like I was in a nightmare.

" Okay, listen can we please talk this out? Any chance you can give me some answers. I'm begging you." I really felt like I wasn't where I was supposed to be. I need answers, badly.

He narrowed his eyes, turning them into golden slits. " Fine." He mumbled, walking over to a pillar to the right of me.

His eyes never left mine.

The servant poured our tea, a sweet jasmine from the smell of it.

I picked up the cup and took a sip, watching him over the rim of my cup. I sat down the tea finally realizing he wasn't going to be the one who would start the conversation.

" How many years has it been since Fire Lord Sozin had died?"

He took a huge gulp of tea and sat it down. His eyes locked onto mine, holding for a second than finally he spoke.

" Tell me your story and I'll tell you mine."

An interesting offer. I badly needed answers, and my story is quite known throughout the Fire Nation. I opened my mouth.

" Just after Fire Lord Sozin gave birth to his third son, Sokla, he was roaming in his palace garden when suddenly he found me, a eight year old girl who had no clue who she was. He took me in and taught me everything he knew. How to cook, fire bend, lightning bend, ride a dragon, and so much more. He was a great man, before Avatar Roku died. Than he turned cruel, he sent me away to spy on the Air Nomads, learn their culture, everything. That was two years ago I was 15 and I was sent to accomplish a Generals mission. I was coming home to report my finding when...a....when a storm struck and...well than I ended up here."

And without even mulling it over he said.

" Your lieing."

This man was seriously getting on nerves, again. How could he have known that, nobody knew the real story but the Fire Lord and I. Nobody knew, no one.

" Really, than you tell me. What's the real story?" I asked him sweetly, this tea party was getting really interesting. I might actaully let him live once I got my information. He smirked. It seemed he thought I was playing right into his hands, he thought he was in power. Such a silly mistake.

" Okay, the very first part of your story is true. But you didn't get sent to the Air Nomads, you never left the Fire Nation. In fact, you divised to plan that would wipe out the AIr Nomads, if the history books are right. And you not only killed the last dragon, but you cut her up into little pieces and ate her, you even crushed up the bones. You, Great-Aunt Akayla, are a monster."

I cocked my head to the left and decided I might actually tell him the truth. But not quite, I had to make this interesting. Now, if my hunches were correct this was about a hundred years after Avatar Roku's death, considering the storm happened mere days after it happened. And also this boy said something about me being dead for a hundred years, and if my reasoning was sound than I most likely died in that storm and was brought back from the spirit world. For what reason?

I spoke slowly and with force. " At the age of fifteen I was sent to kill the last remaining dragon, her name was Lokilis, and she was very old. Her home resided in the great catacombs of the Eastern Air Temple....."

Thanks for reading! I'm gonna try to update once a week. This is gonna be a story about 20 chapters long, who knows maybe more.

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