Hello, everybody! Here is the short story of Negatar Gnaa mastering his elements! Here we go!

Gnaa's Training

There is a story that tells of a dimension parallel to ours. And in that other dimension, a child was born. A child with unique and incredible powers. Powers that could very well change the whole universe. But this boy was hated by his own people. His people, the Fear Nomads, mistreated him. They ridiculed him, shunned him, and even tortured him. He endured worse treatment than anyone could ever imagine. And because of this hatred, he was corrupted by the Darkness. And so, he sought to master his powers. His first step… was to slaughter everyone that wronged him.

Negatar Gnaa. That was the name the monks gave him. He would keep the name even as he walked away. The Southern Fear Temple was far at his back. If people would ever visit it again, they would find only blood and death.

Negatar Gnaa nearly drowned in the ocean sometime later, after curiously seeing a bright reflection of himself in the waves. He found himself upon a cursed ship, captained by a man with no heart. This man… became Gnaa's first friend.

It was a cold, yet peaceful night in the South Pole as a strange, glowing boy, and a large white bison sat frozen in a spherical iceberg. A dark pirate ship, its front designed like a mouth with sharp teeth, sailed out of the mist. As the Flying Dutchman stopped next to the iceberg, Davy Jones and Negatar Gnaa walked to the ship's side to look at it.

"This is him…" Jones said.

"So, this is my Positive counterpart." Gnaa observed.

"Correct. Frozen in time by his own Avatar State. Pity, the fate that's become of his people. I always knew Fire was a dangerous element-ah."

"And this is the reason I was prevented from aging?"

Phantom Gnaa emerged from his shadow and said, "Yes, Master. You see, each Positive and Negative share a connection. When one dies, the other dies as well. And since Aang here is frozen and prevented from aging, you are free to roam the world in your 12-year-old form!"

"Then I am immortal…" Gnaa said lowly. "As long as he is in there… I can't age. We must make sure no one ever finds him. Jones: seal him away."

"As you command, Master." With that, Jones used his powerful waterbending to make the iceberg sink below the sea. Afterwards, he created an even bigger iceberg right on top of it, to hold Aang down on the bottom. Once he was finished, Jones turned to Gnaa. "Now… just how long do you plan to use my ship-ah? I let you stowaway on here because I know you're the Negatar, and the one that will help me flood all worlds, but I have other matters to attend to-ah!"

"Relax, Davy. I won't be needing your services long. Just drop me close to Avalar's Silver River Forest and you can be on your merry way."

"Very well-ah. Negatar or not, little children like yourself annoy me." With that, the Flying Dutchman sailed away.

It was then that the sun came up and a giant metal ship came sailing in the area. Fire Lord Sozin searched around for any signs of the Avatar… but didn't see Aang below the iceberg.

Negatar Gnaa traveled the many worlds, searching for masters that will teach him to control his elements. Over time, he found the perfect teachers and fully mastered them.

He learned Poison… from the spirit, Hexxus.

"POISON… is the Element of HURT!" the toxic spirit said as he drifted around Lord Gnaa, toxic smoke spreading around the area. "When hurtful things, like little insults, are thrown at you, a feeling of inner pain attacks your heart! At least, that's what MOST children your age go through. But I can tell you have been through much more terrible pain. That pain is the inner poison that slowly floods your mind over time!"

Gnaa was coughing and choking at the toxic smog that came from Hexxus.

"Poisonbenders have taken that mental poison… and turned it into physical poison! You must THINK of all the pain you've endured… and turn it into sweet, beautiful, TOXIC LOVE!"

Gnaa closed his eyes and remembered all the pain he's endured.

"You deserve to DIE, you demon!"

"I can't believe WE got cursed with the Negatar!"

"Wow, he actually bleeds like a PERSON!" a boy wielding a knife shouted. "Maybe we can make him run dry!"

Gnaa shot his eyes open, spread his fingers apart, and held his hands toward the ground as gas emerged and seeped into his fingernails.

"Yes! SLIME beneath you!" Gnaa erupted some poison breath to the sky. "SLIME up above! Can. You. Feel. The… TOXIC LOVE?!"

He learned Shadow… from the wizard, Voldemort.

"Shadow… is the Element of Hiding." The dark wizard said as he slowly walked around Gnaa, who was wearing a black robe identical to Voldemort's. "Shadows hide from the sun… and hide from the world. Dark beings who are turned away, like us, hide with the shadows. We stay and speak with them for so long… until we finally understand their ways. We're able to take their forms… and bend them to our will. Into so much more." Voldemort went into his shadow and slid over to Gnaa, coming out and punching the backside of his head.

As Voldemort grinned maniacally, Gnaa ran over and tried kicking, but Voldemort became a shadow and the attack phased through. Gnaa became a shadow himself, then flew around before he knocked Voldemort into a wall. He leaped a few feet away from him, and the wizard shouted, "REDUCTO!" and fired a spell at Gnaa, but he simply became a shadow, slid along the ground, came up, and kicked Voldemort to the ground, then aimed his staff at him.

Voldemort gave an evil grin as he stood up. "Well done, my boy, ha ha ha!"

Gnaa smiled sheepishly.

His smile soon went down as Voldemort came over and wrapped his arms around him. "You deserve a hug for that!" Gnaa was royally grossed out.

He learned Psychic… from the Sith, Darth Sidious.

"Psychic is the Element of the Mind." Darth Sidious said as the future Dark Master dressed in a dark robe like his, wearing a blind fold and holding a purple lightsaber. "A very powerful element used by nearly all the gods. Psychicbenders are able to take this power and control objects with simply their powerful mind. Having psychic will allow you to move things, manipulate them, and even warp them through space. Not to be confused with spacebending, however. Now…" Some doors opened, and in stepped several squadrons of droids. "Show me your strength." Gnaa started defending blindfolded with his lightsaber as the droids shot him.

Gnaa jumped behind some droids and sliced them in half horizontally. He grabbed some more with his psychic and threw them over to another squadron. As for the last bit, Gnaa just leapt and landed in the center of them, slamming his hand on the ground, and creating a psychic shockwave that stunned them all. He then spun around and sliced them all.

When he was done, he removed his blindfold to see Sidious cackling. "Gooood, Young Negatar."

Gnaa smiled, then looked behind him as he noticed a cradle. He approached that cradle with curiosity to find a small baby. "I meant to ask about this one. Who is this?"

"Ahhh. This is my newborn son. He seems precious and adorable now, but one day, he will become a fine Sith Lord. I shall call him… Darth Genious."

"I'd love to meet him then."

And finally… he learned Fear from the Nightmare King, Darkrai.

"Fear is the Element of Conflicting Emotions." Darkrai the Second said as he sat in his throne, looking down at Lord Gnaa. "When you experience something too terrifying to behold, the emotion of fear clouds your mind, so whenever a task involving that experience is to come, your emotions get the best of you, and you hesitate. But while fear may just seem like any other emotion, when it becomes strong enough, it becomes a dark power that controls you. You could either let it control you… or YOU can control it. Now… let's see what you're most AFRAID OF." The spirit used his power on Gnaa and showed him visions of his fears.

His visions included demonic versions of the people that tormented him, trapping him deep inside a dark well where he was never heard from again.

"…AAAHHHHH!" Gnaa erupted a scream, unleashed a blast of dark red energy from his lungs. Darkrai was forced out and landed in front of his throne as Gnaa stopped. Darkrai recovered and floated as he nodded to Gnaa, who smiled and bowed in return.

After years of training, he finally became the dark being he is today.

"Excellent work, My Master." Phantom Gnaa said as he drifted around him. "You mastered your elements exceptionally! Now, unleash your newfound power that the world will soon know!"

Gnaa opened his eyes and unleashed his elemental powers in all directions: a blast of poison gas down south, his shadow stretched to the east away from the setting sun, a psychic beam to the west, a fear scream to the north, and finally, a beam of pure dark energy straight up into the sky.

Gnaa finally stopped as Phantom smiled. "Good, Master! But first, we must find the fire that feeds your Darkness! Let us go." With that, his phantom was absorbed into him once again.

You see, Gnaa was not yet complete: he needed something else to truly spark his inner darkness. And that spark… was a reminder of his past.

Gnaa strolled into an ordinary neighborhood park on a cloudy day. This planet was where he met Voldemort, and it was called Earth. His dark hood was up, so no one could look upon his Arrows of Shame. "So, this planet has element benders, too. I can feel them. But… why do I not see any bending?"

"Because they fear it, Master." Phantom hissed. "The people of this world fear the unnatural, and they despise those that practice it. That is why Voldemort and his wizards hide."

Gnaa stopped when a small rubber ball rolled into his foot. He looked to see a little girl, five years old, with brown hair and hazel eyes. She stopped when Gnaa spotted her. The boy used psychic to roll it back. The girl caught it and gasped. "You have powers, too!"

He cocked a brow. "I do?"

"You moved the ball with your mind power. My mommy says it's 'psychicbending.' Y'see… I can do it, too." She made the ball float up in the air.

Gnaa gazed in awe. "So, you're one also. Hmm… at least some people aren't afraid." He smiled.

"SHE'S DOING IT AGAIN! !" cried a boy's voice—a second later, a basketball was thrown against the child's head. Gnaa gasped horrified. Behind her were a group of vicious, older boys.

"We told you ya ain't allowed to use your powers here, Morgan! The second we let our guards drop, you'll snap our necks!"

"B-But I was just-" Morgan tried to say.

"Hey, Big Kid," he said to Gnaa, "stay away from that freak! She's a monster! The kind of person they would burn at a stake if they could."

A memory flashed in Gnaa's head, of kids tying him to a wooden board. "…You LIARS." Gnaa hissed.

"Whut?"

"You four… You're benders, too. I can sense your chi. You're a firebender, you're an earthbender, you're a shadowbender, and you…" He pointed at the African-American boy last, "you're a musicbender. You're hurting one of your own. Scum like you… are the WORST!" Gnaa unveiled his hood. "Is this all this world is? People drowning their selves in hatred and hypocrisy? People like you… should not be allowed to LIVE!" His eyes and arrows shone a bright purple.

"W-W-W-What is that guy?" the lead bully asked. Gnaa waved his arms around and fired a blast of poison gas straight from his fingertips and into the bully's mouth, making him choke until he fainted and died. The other kids looked horrified before running in different directions.

Gnaa became a shadow and slid along the ground to the shadowbender boy, grabbing his shadow's neck and breaking it, causing the boy to die as well. He saw some cars passing by on the street and used his psychic to grab one and smash the third boy. The last boy was ambushed by Gnaa landing in front of him, and the Dark Master unleashed a wave of fear from his lungs. The boy screamed and covered his ears from the storm of fear as he fell on his knees. Gnaa finally stopped screaming and watched as he quaked in fear on the ground. Gnaa saw more cars coming and used psychic to pick the boy up and throw him into the cars, making the cars spiral around and crash.

Gnaa then looked to see Morgan staring at him with great terror in her young eyes. Gnaa's aura faded as he walked over to her apologetically. "Don't worry. It's okay. You'll never have to worry about them again."

"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" The girl was on her feet and running in seconds.

It was then that Gnaa heard sirens coming, and he turned to see several police cars surrounding him and cops aiming their guns.

"FREEZE! Put your hands up in the air and get on the ground!"

Gnaa could feel the hatred radiating from them. Their feelings were the same for the people with powers. "This planet has so many evil people…"

"This planet is so full of ignorance, Master. Full of darkness. Use that darkness to your advantage. Show them your power." Gnaa's eyes and arrows glowed once more. His Negatar State was active.

"FIRE!" The officers started bombarding Gnaa with bullets, but he simply protected with a psychic barrier. Soon, the cops were out of bullets and Gnaa's shield vanished. The Dark Master charged his powers and unleashed a beam of dark energy, eliminating all the cops.

"All shall be extinct!" Gnaa exclaimed in his new dark voice, dark storm clouds flooding the sky.

Suddenly, he was hit by a blast from the side and turned to see the timebending spirits: Clockwork, Olive Pioji, Jagar King, and Misty Greene. "Stop, Lord Gnaa. This isn't the way." Clockwork spoke.

"NO! Don't you see? The humans hate us! They fear our power! They make us feel weak! BUT THEY'RE WEAK! WE DESERVE TO RULE OVER THEM! !"

"But given the chaos you've just committed, it seems their fear and hatred is justified. A spirit's job is to protect the world, and as a half-spirit, this duty falls to the Negatar as well. But if you choose to bring harm, we must stop you." With that, the timebenders charged and fired Chrono Beams from their hands.

Gnaa simply protected with his psychic barrier and fired his Dark Laser straight at Clockwork, pushing him back. Misty Greene ran around to try attacking him, but he screamed in her face, throwing her back with fear. He was hurt from behind and turned to see Jagar, who was firing Chrono Beams from the clock on his chest. Gnaa charged his dark power once again and fired his beam, hitting Jagar dead in the chest and breaking his clock. "NO!" he screamed. Gnaa then pushed him back with dark energy balls.

Clockwork recovered and flew over to him, and Gnaa dodged as Clockwork started swinging his staff. When the Time Ghost got face-to-face with him, Clockwork screamed, "AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" and unleashed his Roar of Time upon Gnaa, pushing him several yards into a building.

The storm clouds flashed bright lightning as Gnaa recovered from the wreck. When he was about to attack the time spirits again, he looked to the sky as Dialga and Palkia came down. "Your crimes end here, Lord Gnaa." Dialga spoke.

"NOOO! I AM THE MASTER OF DARKNESS! I WILL SPREAD DARKNESS ACROSS THE UNIVERSE! I WILL DESTROY YOU! !" He unleashed his darkness upon Palkia, who suffered no damage. "HEY!" Gnaa screamed when Clockwork and the timebenders grabbed onto him.

"This ends now…" With that, Dialga and Palkia charged their power and fired upon the Negatar State.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

The gods originally intended to execute Lord Gnaa… but doing so would also destroy his opposite. So, they imprisoned him on a dark, forbidden mountain inside the Negaverse, trapping him inside a Well of Darkness. While Gnaa's powers were channeled inside the well, prevented from escaping, the darkness that emits from him seeps out and attracts the darkness of others. His evil even now influences even the lightest hearts. The spirits always believed that even the darkest hearts could be changed, even if there was the tiniest speck of light in them. But after seeing this Dark Master, they lost all hope that anyone could possibly make that happen.

Morgan Catherine closed her book after she was finished reading it on her bed. "Well, that's the story."

"Whoa. Talk about a messed-up kid." Sophie replied.

"I do NOT wanna be on his bad list!" Athena replied.

"The story actually sounds familiar somehow…" Morgan said.

"How? Because the girl in the book was named Morgan?" Buddy remarked. "There's a hundred like you, Morgie."

"Oh, ha ha. Still… I feel sorry for him. He sounded like he could've really used a friend."

"Even if he had one, there's no fixing a child like that." Athena said.

"Yeah… I guess so."

"Kids, dinner's ready, come on down!"

"Coming, Mom!" Buddy yelled as they ran out of the room.

"In a minute, I just need to find out who the author is." Morgan said, scrolling back to the front cover. "'The Chronicler'? …Well, people hide their true names for a reason." With that, she shut the book and ran down the stairs.

Once she was gone, Clockwork and Jagar came out of hiding. "Are you sure stealing one of The Chronicler's books was a good idea?" Jagar asked.

"It was necessary to show Morgan. Now that she got a look at their shared past, she can come closer to realizing her destiny."

"Why is it that all of Nigel's relatives have some important destiny?"

"Heck, I dunno. But speaking of training… it's time to resume yours. Gotta find some way around that clock." With that, Clockwork opened a Time Gate and the two headed inside.