Years later...

Bumi sat on a rock, watching his nieces play a game of Pai Sho, and by the looks of things, Jinorra was about to win. Still, Ikki sat in intense thought as she decided what move to choose. Finally, she made her move; the wrong move. Jinorra quickly glided one of her pieces across the table and won. Ikki crossed her arms and frowned as Jinorra cheered silently.

"That's not fair! You cheated!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Not!"

"Alright," a sigh came out of the elder airbender's mouth as he made his way to his fighting children, "what is the matter this time, Ikki?"

"Me?" Ikki snarled. "Jinnora's the one who cheated!"

"Did not! I won fair and square," Jinnora replied back with just as much anger in her voice as her sister. The sister's quickly went into fighting stances as they glared at one another in anger.

"Girls, please!" Tenzin let out another sigh. "I'm sure Jinorra didn't cheat. Ikki, it's okay to lose a game once in a while."

Jinorra let out a mocking laugh.

"And, Jinorra, go easy on your sister next time," he added in quickly. "You two are going to have to try to get along. I'm tired of dealing with your conflicts." And with that, he walked away.

The two girls wouldn't look at each other, standing back to back against one another as Bumi tried to come up with something to do or say to make them stop. Thankfully, though, he didn't have to, because his sister quickly entered and she seemed to have some news.

"Bumi," she said with a smile. She help a piece of paper up by her side. "Look at this! I knew this place looked familiar."

The girls suddenly forgot they were fighting and looked as curious as to what their aunt was talking about as their Uncle Bumi, who had leaned in to read the words on the paper. Moments later and Bumi suddenly went wide-eyed and looked at his sister.

"Does Tenzin know this is the place?"

"I'm not sure," Kya replied.

"What?" Ikki asked. "What place is this?"

"Do we dare show him this flyer," Kya asked, ignoring Ikki's question.

"I think we dare," Bumi replied.

Tenzin arrived back as if on cue and by the look on his face he didn't seem too happy.

"Girls," Tenzin began, "until you two learn to get along with each other, starting today, you will spend your vacation days together."

"Daddy, where are we?" Ikki asked.

Her father looked confused as Ikki looked up at him with curious eyes. He turned to his siblings for guidance.

"Tenzin, this is the place," Kya explained. "This is where dad died."

The girls noticed their father's mood suddenly change from aggravation to sadness.

Kya continued, "I saw this," she showed him the flyer, "when I was in town."

As Tenzin read the piece of paper, his daughter's noticed the more that he read, the sadder he became.

When he finished reading, Tenzin looked up at his siblings. The look on his face said it all, whatever he had just read was too much for him. He took a while to speak after he read the paper, but when he finally did, he had very little to say.

"I have no desire to go to this." And he walked away.

Kya and Bumi gave looks to one another before following their little brother inside, with Jinorra and Ikki following close behind.

Inside, Tenzin was talking to Pema. They were whispering to one another, so it was hard to make out what they were saying. Tenzin used "leave" a lot and Pema would occasionally say "what happened" or "what's wrong", but mainly she just listened to her husband.

Kya shook her head and moved closer to Tenzin and Pema. "I think it'd be good to have the children learn about this."

"What's going on?" Jinorra asked her parents, both her and her sister wanting to know what the adults were talking about.

"This is the place where Avatar Aang died," Kya finally told them, "and there's a statue in his honor in the town. Would you like me to take you guys to go see it?"

Jinorra and Ikki smiled and nodded their heads, but before they could express their excitement, Tenzin spoke.

"Absolutely not," he said sternly.

"Tenzin," said Pema, putting a hand of comfort on his shoulder, "maybe it's time they knew."

Tenzin softly gave a smile to his wife and turned to his siblings. "Do you all feel this way?"

Kya and Bumi nodded their heads.

"Then maybe they should go see... it," Tenzin spoke softly. "You have my blessing, Kya. Go on!"

Kya turned to his nieces. "We'll go as soon as Meelo wakes up from his nap."

This time Jinorra and ikki cheered as they ran off to get ready, leaving behind three smiling faces and one man left in melancholy.

The children practically skipped their way to town, with Kya and Bumi close behind. Pema thought about going, but decided to stay with her husband and Rohan instead. The town was fairly small and Avatar Aang dying, or to be specific, being murdered, here is probably the only thing that put the town on the map. The town looked real old-fashioned with its small wooden houses and there wasn't a Satomobile in sight. It was far from Republic City.

The statue was placed where Avatar Aang died, just outside the woods that lived beside the town. The statue was big and gold, although it had some dirt on it. The Avatar looked heroic sitting on the ground, holding his glider firmly with one hand, which seemed to be the only thing keeping him from falling completely to the ground. The children noticed what he was holding in his other hand, making faces of confusion. In Aang's other arms he held a baby. The baby was curled up in a ball, facing the Avatar.

Ikki and Meelo looked at their aunt and uncle for an explanation, Kya and Bumi opened their mouths to speak.

"Here you stand where the Avatar died," read Jinorra. "Seventeen years ago the Avatar single-handedly fought a group of unknown soldiers, who attacked his home earlier that night. It is unknown why they attacked his home, only that they captured his grandson while doing so. The Avatar managed to rescue his grandson, but he was grossly outnumbered and like many great men before him, he fell, taking his grandson with him. This statue was put up shortly after his death, so that we will always remember the greatness of Avatar Aang and how he died, protecting his loved ones."

Jinorra looked at her aunt and uncle. "Avatar Aang died protecting his grandson?"

Kya nodded, placing her hands on Meelo and Ikki's shoulders. "Yes," she said softly, "your brother."

Jinorra wanted to say something, but before she could, someone walked up to them.

"I see you're viewing the Avatar's statue," the strange man spoke. He wore faded green clothes and a hat filled with holes and patches. He was a short and old man with a long silver beard. He walked with a cane in one hand and a limp in one leg. "Too bad it's a lie."

The family looked at him strangely, interested in what the man had to say.

"Some say the kid died along with the Avatar, but some weren't there that night," he continued. The man looked up at the statue. "I was in my home when I heard a loud noise coming from outside. I ran out to see what was going on. This whole town was covered in smoke and fog, all I could here were the cries of the kid. Then I heard marching coming toward me. I was scared, I thought they were going to kill me. But they didn't even give any of us town folks one glance as they destroyed our town. I think they were looking for the Avatar. I decided to get out of their way, it wasn't my business, anyway. I came here, found the avatar nearly dead. He was hurt badly. I tried to help him, but he insisted I help the baby first. But as I took the baby out of his arms, some earthbender knocked me over," he took his cane and patted his weak leg, "never been able to walk the same since. I couldn't walk and it's all fuzzy now, but they took the baby from me."

"That's not what we were told," Bumi said softly.

"I never got to tell my story," the man explained. "A week later I woke up in my bed with a bump on my head and a cast on my leg. Some kid who "claimed" he saw it all said that the baby died along with the Avatar and they both disappeared into the Spirit World."

"Why didn't you tell people what you saw," Kya asked.

"I tried, but a young man's mind is far more trust worthy than an old man's mind," he spoke. "They didn't believe me, but I make it my goal to tell the true story of what happened that night, no matter how many people say it's not true." He slowly wobbled away from the group.

"We believe you," Kya spoke loud enough for him to hear. The man, not looking back, softly smiled at this, walking to his home.

This event makes one think about everything they know and learned in their lifetime turn into lies and unknown facts. It makes one wonder what really goes on in the world that they'll never know about. The people they'll never know to trust. The wars that go on secretly that they'll never hear of. The wars that they are in, but never knew about. This is the beginning of an end. This is the story of the boy who lived without arrows.