HEYOOO long time no see FF. So terribly sorry about my hiatus but you know, life happens and ya can't do anything about it! I have been keeping up with my stories, mostly Small Bump and have seen all your reviews, follows, and what not. Thanks for continuing to read all of my stories, some may be deleted, more of my unfinished stories that have completely left my brain and will probably not be continued. Sorry about that BUT I have a new story obviously how you're reading this now, but its gonna be different than anything I've ever made before, completely out of my comfort range and I definitely have a new writing style so bear with me. Again thank you for being so amazing and wonderful. Now enjoy!

Please be aware that this is an AU story!

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"Uncle Iroh will you tell us another story?" Ten year old Zuko asked as he lay on his cousin's large bed.

"Yeah Dad! Tell us the legend of the Southern Water Tribe!" Fourteen year old Lu Ten shouted out from his side.

The two cousins were having a sleep over in the crown Prince's bedroom, something that occurs very often among the two Princes. Regardless of their age difference they remained close as ever.

Firelord Iroh chuckled as he sat on the edge of Lu Ten's large bed "Oh my spirits, I haven't spoken of the Southern Watertribe in many years." With a small smile he made himself comfortable, dimmed the candles around the room a bit and began his tale.

Many many years ago, even long before Avatar Roku in the days of Avatar Kyoshi, there were not one but two nations of Water. There was the northern watertribe, the first of the two nations was much more grand and advanced than its sister nations. Their benders were said to be the most powerful waterbenders in the world, fearless warriors ready to face any danger that their kingdom may face.

It was entirely built of ice but so luxurious that you'd forget you were surrounded by it. It was a glorious city, and they gave their thanks to the Spirits, Tui and La. After all the spirits resided in their temple.

"I thought this was a story about the Southern Watertribe, not the Northern!" Zuko interrupts with a scowl on his face.

Iroh chuckled "My dear boy, one must know about both Nations in order to understand this legend"

Zuko's scowl faded and he nodded his head for the Firelord to continue.

The Southern Watertribe on the other hand, was much smaller in comparison than it's sister tribe. Rather than an entire city, it was consisted of a few dozen tents. There weren't many benders either, most of their warriors were skilled fighters with hand to hand combat and use of weaponry. They gave thanks to the mighty wolf, a great spirit to them that they believe keeps them safe from the harsh winter in the south. Some say they actually fought like wolves, attacking enemies by pouncing and biting onto their necks. They even wore skin and fur of the wolf.

Their Cheif Nanuq was a savage ruler, their instinct was always to attack and ask questions later, rightfully so I might add.

The young boy's eyes widened as they pulled the silk blanket to their faces waiting for the Firelord to continue.

You see one thing about the Southern Watertribe was that they were cursed. The mighty Spirits Tui and La grew offended that the tribe worshiped the Wolf Spirit rather than themselves, after all there wouldn't be an waterbenders with out them.

So Tui, the moon spirit paid a visit to the Chief during a full moon demanding why they refused to give thanks to the ones who created their home in the first place.

The Cheif lay in his bed, his pregnant wife next to him, when a bright light awoke him. Startled he grabbed his spear ready to attack whatever creature had made their way into his home. He stopped and froze, there in front of him stood the great Moon spirit herself, a bright light forming around her.

"Great spirit! Please do us no harm." The cheif asks as he kneels before the Moon Spirit. Tui, in the form of a young woman, raises her hand to command the Cheif to rise.

"Cheif Nanuq of the Southern Watertribe, you have angered the spirits of Tui and La, no thanks has been given to the ones who created your home, given you bending, and moved the oceans to supply you with food."

The chief stood and frowned angrily, how dare these Spirits demand their worship, demand they take away something from the great wolf spirit! It was preposterous, it was nonsense, a great offense to him and all his ancestors before him "We give thanks and only thanks to the wolf. Not to so called Spirits who demand worship!" he shouted.

This angered the moon Spirit, for no mere mortal had spoken to her in such a way. For the chief of a small tribe to do so, well, that caused her to become very angry indeed. Such a prideful man should be taught a lesson.

The wind around them began to build up, destroying everything in the home, causing the tent to rise from the ground and land several feet away. Villagers came out of their homes to see what was happening.

"For your refusal to obey, to give thanks to those who have given you all that you have, I the Spirit of the moon curse every first born son in your family for generations to come! You give thanks the wolf, now you will raise one. Every full moon, your child will form into the very creature you worship." Her voice grew louder with every word she spoke, echoing into the air, shaking the iceberg the tribe was built on. "Your tribe will become lost, hidden away from the world, only those who wander far enough shall find you."

Screams from the villagers can be heard as they gathered their loved ones in their arms preparing for what was to come.

As her words rang through the air, La, the Ocean Spirit, appeared in the form of a man, moving his hands as a bender would, causing the ocean to move the iceberg, carrying it away from where it was once known to be. Never to be seen again.

"Woah." Zuko breathed out " You don't. don't think that actually happened did you Unce Iroh?" He asks with wide eyes.

Lu Ten turned to his father questionably, if the Firelord belived it to be true, then it must have happened.

Iroh rubbed his hair covered chin and hummed "According to legend, Tui's curse was fulfilled and the Chief's son became a monstrous creature, preying on villagers, penguin seals, and any other thing it can feed on. No weapon can kill it, which leads to the continuous cycle of the wolf man, for every chief needs an heir."

He paused to glance at the wide and horror filled eyes of his son and nephew before letting out a loud laugh "Do not worry my boys, it is a urban legend. The Southern Water has disappeared and has never been seen again. If there is a wolf man, he cannot do harm to anyone."

The boys chuckled nervously and laid in bed. Iroh pulled the blanket under their chin and ruffle both their heads. "Now get to bed, strong boys like you need their rest."

Iroh made his way to the entrance of the room, waved his hand to shut off the candles, then made his way out the door leaving the boys alone.

"Zuko?" Lu Ten whispered in the almost darkened room.

"Yeah?" Zuko whispers back.

"Do you think that story was true?"

Zuko pursed his lips thinking for awhile before giving his answer "I think it was. And someday, I want to find the Southern WaterTribe."

Lu Ten let out a snort "Cousin, I would give you my birthright and entire kingdom when I'm Firelord if you found that place."

He chuckled back and rolled over on his side to face the window where the moon shined brightly"Just watch cousin, I'm going to find it one day."

Glancing out the window, he could have swore he heard a female's soft laugh echo in the wind.

wellllll what did you think?

Its a very different plot and please bear with me, I promise it'll be worth the read!

Hope you enjoyed it!