It has been around one hundred and fourty six years after Avatar Korra opened the spirit portal in the heart of Republic City and since her death; the world has changed, for better or for worse. The Earth Kingdom is now known as the Earth Kingdom States; Cities like Ba Sing Se and Omashu are now their own states and have a single government building that resides in the former walled capital. Some smaller states, such as Zaofu, were allowed to remain independent as long as they regulated their power. The Air nation also saw change. Many Air nomads retreated to many of the ancient air temples and with the help of the air acolytes, restored them to their former glory. Only one temple has not been restored. This is where our story begins.

Two air nomad monks were quietly observing the children playing in the courtyard of the temple. One of the monks was darker skinned and was relatively young compared to the monk that stood next to him, who was fat and had white hair. Both of them were masters and typically oversaw the training of the novice monks. The young man noticed his apprentice in the courtyard and slightly frowned.

"What is it?" The fat monk questioned.

"Are you sure we are ready to tell her? She is still young, fifteen as a matter of fact."

"The signs are there, we would be fools to ignore them any longer. She must be told."

The young monk turned towards the elder, whom he respected, but the idea of telling her…

"She is still young and not sixteen…"

"She will be in a few months time. Perhaps you would rather wait until then? The world needs the Avatar back.

"She has not even received her tattoos yet. I think that…"

"Enough!" The elder raised his hand to the young monk, gesturing for him to be silent. "We have been talking and we believe that when she learns the other elements, she will receive them. Have her meet us in the council room."

And with that, the fat monk simply walked off without uttering another word. The young monk turned his attention back the courtyard and began to ascend down the steps.

The courtyard in question overlooked the canyon that the temple hang above and had steps that lead to the upper floors. In the courtyard, nine children were gathered around an older, teenage monk. Some laughed with glee; others held their mouths open in awe of the young airbender. Whatever the case, the children of the temple knew her by her name: Ruby Rose.

Ruby was enjoying the attention she got from them. At the Western Air Temple, she had become a bit of a celebrity among the children there. After all, she was an airbending prodigy. She master many complex moves by the time she was fourteen. To Ruby, airbending came as naturally as breathing or eating. Ruby was a tall, lean airbender. She had distinct black, messy hair with red highlights and somewhat pale skin. Her eyes were sliver and her face and demeanor were childlike. She wore the tradition garb of the air nomads and not those glider suits (which Ruby wanted badly). Unlike other air nomads, she wore one thing that stuck out like a sore thumb. She wore a red cloak held on her uniform by sliver pins. The cloak in question was as red as the Fire Nation emblem.

Many of the children gathered around Ruby were novices. Like Ruby, they did not have tattoos and were learning airbending like she was. Ruby had no idea why she did not have hers' yet. She had mastered many air bending skills at a young age. When questioned about it, Ruby would simply say 'It just comes easy to me'. The children were excited, the youngest being six and the eldest being nine.

"Again, again!" They all chanted.

The monks as well as Ruby knew one thing; she could keep the children entertained for long periods of time. She was showing them her favorite skill: the air scooter.

"Alright, alright. I'll do it one more time. One day, you may be able to try it yourself. Now can you all stand back a little?"

The children understood and gave Ruby some much needed distance. Ruby had a crocked smile on her face as she began to weave her hands in a circular motion. She felt the air currents moving and shifting. Soon enough, she was holding a large ball of air in her hands. The children responded by giggling madly.

"The trick is to form the air ball as fast as you can and keep your movements steady. Then, when your ball is formed, quickly slide it underneath you and jump on." Ruby said as she did just that.

The scooter was large enough to hold a person like Ruby. She formed her hands so that her knuckles were touching as if she was meditating. One leg was on the ball; the other was curved into her balancing pose. At this point the children were roaring with laughter.

"Ahem."

All the children turned towards the voice and Ruby quickly hopped off the air scooter. Standing at the base the stairs was her master, Isran. Isran had trained Ruby in the airbending arts at age seven after her mother…

"Miss Rose?"

Isran's voice brought Ruby back from those sad thoughts and back into reality. Ruby ran up to her master and bowed silently.

"Ruby can you please come with me to the council room?"

Ruby quickly looked up, concern quickly flooding her eyes.

"Look, I told you. The fruit pie incident was the result of some flying lemurs. I did not throw them at the council."

Isran raised an eyebrow.

"This is not about that Ruby, although we will talk about that later."

Ruby looked down.

"I need you to come with me. The council has matters they would like to discuss with you."

The council of the Western Air temple was comprised of six members, Isran included. The room had an open ceiling, allowing for sunlight to flow freely into the room. Many of the members were seated at the end of the room. Ruby did not bother learning the names of the monks. Isran served as not just her master, but also as a surrogate father.

"Miss Rose, do you know why you're here?"

Ruby simply shook her head.

"Isran, care to pull out the scroll?"

Isran pulled out a long brown scroll, sealed by an air nomad insignia. Using a gently breeze, he pushed it over to Ruby. By the time it landed in front of her, the scroll had unfolded, revealing its contents.

"Hey these were some of my old toys."

Ruby was right. Embedded in the scroll were four small toys. One was a small replica air nomad glider. The next, a red hog monkey statue. Next, a toy fish. And finally, a large badger mole toy. Ruby smiled very fondly at the memories. When she arrived at the temple with her mother, she had to pick out them out. They seemed fun when she was at that age.

"Ruby, when you arrived at the air temple you did not pick out those toys because they were fun to you, but because they were familiar to you."

Ruby was slightly confused. What does that mean? The toys were fun to her. They did not seem familiar at all. Isran noticed Ruby's face, which was masked with confusion.

"They are familiar to you because you picked them in your previous life."

"Previous life?" Ruby asked.

Then Isran sighed and looked at where Ruby was sitting. He then said a sentence. One sentence that would change her life. She just did not know it at the time.

"Ruby, you're the Avatar."

A/N: Well guys, there you go. The first chapter of a whole new story. What will Ruby do now that she is the Avatar? Found out on the next chapter of the story. Also to prevent any confusion, this story is set after the Avatars of the Earth Kingdom and the Fire Nation. For example, Ruby's past life before this was the Avatar from the Fire Nation. Just wanted to update and clarify that.

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