I woke up the following morning to see Aang had already left. There was a note on the table.

Gone to take test I'll be back soon

I smiled, if anyone was worthy to have the power of the avatar it was Aang. He never boasted even though he was the first air bending master out of the students, he never even fought with the other students. Aang was a pacifist by nature, the classic air bender stereotype. If only everyone was like that.

I got dressed into my black stealth suit. I needed to get some air and this was the only way I'd be able to do it. I took my bow and arrow, tied it to my back and climbed out of the window of the room.

I then climbed across and jumped down to one of the landings below the window. After jumping from landing to landing avoiding being sighted, I scaled the wall outside the main hall using water bending and jumped through it. Silently, I walked on the ceiling using ice and water to glue myself to the ceiling.

The hall was filled with most of the inhabitants of the air temple. Aang was at the far end of the hall with a table in front of him. The table had three objects.

A candle, a rock and a jar. The elder monk lit the candle, the flame lengthened towards Aang. The elder monk noted this and spilled some water on to the desk. The water formed into a complete circle. The elder monk seemed to be more excited then ever.

Those two insignificant occurrences seemed to peel the years from his face. He finally put the rock in front of Aang. It rose and dropped. The elder monk moved away from the table and uni the crowd. When got there, he bowed his head touching the ground as if he was not worthy to stand in Aang's view. Everyone else also bowed and waited for Aang to bow back.

I jumped down from the ceiling doing a somersault before touching the floor. Aang was supposed to bow back but seeing me, he shook his head, turned and ran away. I stood there as before i could chase after me several monks engaged me in combat as they were ordered to do if I was found outside my room. I gave in and started to walk back to my room with the monks. This was my first mistake.

After a few hours I was notified Aang was missing but I was not allowed to leave the air temple. I worried for Aang but I had a feeling that he would be safe. I noticed he had taken my small snow leopard and Appa along with him. Six months after Aang had disappeared, the elder monk came and took me to the highest point of the air temple.

"Due to Aang's disappearance and the fire nations intended genocide of the air nomads, you must also disappear." I tensed, how could the elder kill me? "I will not kill you do not worry but you must find a way into the sprit world to safe guard your escape." I looked at the elder.

I had never meditated but I sighed this was the only way. Aang had disappeared and the fire nation was assembling an army against them. "Why should I disappear? Why can't I stay and help?" I asked hopefully. The elder laughed at my request and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Your job is to protect the avatar and ensure future dual benders are no longer hated. To do this you need to die many years after the air nomads do." I nodded and walked to the centre of the room. It was a barren room with only a small window in the ceiling at the centre of the room. I sat in the light of the room and began my meditation.

I meditated for three days and three nights. On the fourth day, the fire nation attacked. The students were the first line of defence. The air nomads were not fighting to survive, they were fighting to protect me. The dual bender or air less as they had mocked me with before.

The second layer of defence were the monks who had hated me. They were there out of respect for the elder not for me. The final layer of defence was two five men squads led my monk Gyatso and the elder monk.

If those two had fallen I would be dead within minutes. I controlled my breathing. I remembered the monks words. "Regardless of what happens, you are not to help any of us." I sighed at the memory of those words.

The one place I hated most in the world was coming to an end and I was sad. The irony of it. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. A 20 man squad lead by the fire lord had entered the room.

Fire and air filled the room. I concentrated on my breathing to distract myself from the cries of the wounded. It was then the sprits called to me.

"I want you to try and bend lightning and water together" I nodded and stood up. I tried to merge both bending styles together and shoot something out of my hand.

A circle wider and taller then me blinked into existence. I turned to see only Gyatso left moving and even he was crouching below the fire lord. With one bolt of lightning, he stopped the monks heart. I was shocked and began to walk though the portal letting the fire lord see me disappear. "My son to be" he said as I reached the sprit world.