Author's Note: I figured since I haven't been back here for about two and a half years, I'd re-write/spell correct the chapters on here. Here's the second, probably better version of chapter one of Island.

Confusion

Long ago in a lost age, the world is divided into four nations: Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, and Air Nomads. Within each nation, there is a remarkable order of men and women called the "benders" who can learn to harness their inborn talent and manipulate their native element. Bending is a powerful form combining martial art and elemental magic.

In each generation, only one bender is solely capable of controlling all four elements. That bender is the Avatar. The Avatar is the spirit of the world manifested in human form. When the Avatar dies, it reincarnates into the next nation in the cycle. Starting with the mastery of his or her native element, the Avatar learns to bend all four elements. Throughout the ages, the countless incarnations of the Avatar have served to keep the four nations in harmony.

However, that all changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Just as the world needed the Avatar the most, he mysteriously vanished. A hundred years later, the Fire Nation is near final victory in its ruthless war of world domination. The Air Nomads were destroyed, the Air Temples ravished, and all airbender monks eradicated. The Water Tribes were raided and driven to the brink of extinction. The Earth Kingdom remains and fights a hopeless war against the Fire Nation. Many believe the Avatar was never reborn into the Air Nomads and the cycle is broken.

In the desolated South Pole, a lone Water tribe struggles to survive. It is here that the village's last remaining waterbender Katara and her warrior brother Sokka rescue a strange 12-year-old boy named Aang who has been suspended in hibernation in an iceberg. The tribe soon discovers that Aang is not only an Airbender--the extinct race no one has seen in a century--but also the long lost Avatar. Now Katara and Sokka must safeguard the child Avatar in his journey to master all four elements and save the world from the Fire Nation. At the moment…That wasn't going so well.

Letting out a loud yawn, Sokka stretched out his arms as dawn aroused the group of teenagers. Aang was still sleeping, and Katara wasn't exactly awake yet either. "Hey Appa…" Aang said, opening his eyes at last and patting the white, snowy fur of his large Bison friend, and soul companion he happened to be sleeping against. Sokka jumped up from his sleeping bag and started over to the reigns on Appa's back. Appa carried a large saddle, for he was a flying bison, and obviously needed SOMETHING latched onto him so people could ride him. Sokka sat down and got comfy. "Okay, soo…which way are we supposed to go exactly…" He pondered for a minute, scratching his head and looking at the reigns as if trying to figure out what to do next. Suddenly, a huge fire ball flew pass his head, breaking through his train of thought. "YAAAHH!" Screaming in surprise, he looked around wildly, loosing his balance as he did so.
He fell off of Appa, his eyes wide, only holding on be the reigns, and then Appa turned sharply right by the pull of the reigns. Katara rolled off auppa's saddle, and she snapped awake just in time to grab onto a tuff of fur in desperation. "SOKKA! WHAT DID YOU DO NOW!" She yelled loudly, looking angry. Katara slipped on her grip as Appa turned. "AAAAAHHH!"

The air ripped threw her hair, stabbing like tiny needles at her skin, and suddenly it felt so cold, she froze up for a moment. Only years of living in arctic weather kept her from blacking out right at that moment from the ocean temperature. She swam up to the top, gasping as she reached the surface, and heard a ship coming. Turning around in the water, she gasped in horror…"Zuko…" she breathed.

Prince Zuko followed the figure fall from the flying bison into the ocean with a golden telescope, narrowing his eyes in aggravation, just itching to jump into action. 'Was that the Avatar?' he thought. He hoped the falling figure was. Then all this would finally be over. He'd have his honor back and he could go home…. He put the scope down carelessly and shed his shirt, for it would only weigh him down, and, ignoring his Uncle's yells, he dived into the icy water after grabbing a strange orb his uncle threw at him, though he seemed to know exactly what to do with it.

Katara saw someone jump out of the boat at 50 feet away and she opened her eyes wide with terror, a sinking feeling forming in her stomach. She took a large breath and went underwater. She started swimming as fast as she could, and saw a huge form diving toward the waters surface, Aang! She broke to the surface, and the bison slowed down, Aang reaching out to Katara "Katara! Grab my hand!" Katara reached out with relief on her face. "Wheres Sokka!" "He's hanging in over here!" Aang smiled widely. Katara felt his finger tips, starting to smile herself, and suddenly something gripped her left ankle firmly, and pulled. "AA-!" She dunked under, her scream cut off. The last thing she had heard above water was Aang's voice, but she didn't have enough time to make it out. She whirled her waist around, and found a dark face two inches from her own. "Zuko!" She said, but it only came out in useless bubbles of air. Zuko smirked; a few bubbles escaped his lips that seemed to be telling her that she had no way out. He was pulling her further down and she struggled and kicked, but after a few minutes she was weakening, and blackness started to shroud her vision. Looking up at the glittering surface about, she started closing her eyes.

"KATARA!" Aang screamed as her face disappeared. He dived in after her and swam down towards the ocean floor. He saw two dark figures, and hid behind a rock covered in sea weed. Aang looked over and saw Katara, but she was unconscious. She looked so weak that Aang wanted to cry out and tell her he was there, though he knew that wouldn't help him or her unless he caught the other figure by surprise. He swam to a rock about 15 feet away from the two, and let out a gagging sort of noise at what he say, grabbing at his throat. It was sort of humorous. Zuko was clutching something that looked to be giving him air, and he was leaving Katara without any. 'How can he just let her suffer like that? She needs AIR! She needs-' Stopping in mid-thought, his face twisted in disgust….Then horror……Then pure hatred. Zuko was kissing Katara.

Zuko had been threw his fair share of underwater training and knew what he had to do, though thinking about it made him a bit sick to the stomach. He looked at the water peasant with a straight, sickly look, and using the oxygen from the orb uncle Iroh gave him, gave her air. He turned around, and started swimming back towards the ship at high speed.

Aang couldn't think, it just happened.

A screeching noise filled the ocean. Zuko let out bubbles of a scream, and dropped Katara in surprise, who woke up with a jolt, and gulped down a ton of water. Zuko snapped around, and saw the avatar, his eyes and marks glowing white. A tornado that seemed to have come from above hit the ocean floor with a rumbling thunder, and Aang woke from his Avatar state. He didn't even glance at his creation however. His eyes were all for Zuko, hatred bubbling in his stomach. Zuko grabbed Katara as the water tornado came at him, and Aang screamed out a flow of bubbles as Zuko started off faster then before, and chased after him.

All when black...

Sokka yelled "AANG! COME BACK HERE!" He heard thunder over head, "Oh, NOW what!" He looked up with his lower lip sticking out in irritation, and he saw a tornado forming right over his head "Oh…" It struck down "NOOO!-"