A/N: Okay, I got a few suggestions for General Iroh. I will consider him among other characters. Keep bringing in the reviews and suggestions. I have some concepts thought out for some characters, so keep em' coming.

If Zuko could see her face, he would laugh his head off. Azula's expression showed only raw and unadulterated shock. It seemed fitting that only something that was plain impossible and defied natural laws would stun her so much. Ty Lee wore a similar expression while Mai's eyebrows managed to rise is surprise.

"I didn't just see that...did I," Sokka asked, breaking the silence. Aang continued to hold that same expression of utter, incredulous, unbelieving flabbergast.
He hadn't moved an inch. Korra sighed sadly. She knew she just made a horrible mistake and that she probably ruined all of history. But hey, she had to do something, right? Katara's train of thought was not dissimilar to the rest of the spectators.

"You just bent more than one element," she said guardedly. Toph was right. But did she know that she could bend an entirely different element? She doubted that she knew this much.
Korra only nodded before moving towards the group.

"We have to get out of here. Before they recover," she urged them while pushing them along towards the door. They didn't try too hard to get moving, but didn't resist either and they made it out safely.

"Okay...I'm pretty sure I didn't have cactus juice today, so I know I didn't hallucinate what I just saw. How exactly did you bend not only water, but fire of all things?" At the moment, the group was under the Drill where Sokka, Katara, Aang, and Korra were walking back to where Toph and Appa were located. The Drilling vehicle behind them cast a shadow over all of them much like the mass of unexplained revelation that hit them only minutes before.

"I can explain once were back ins-"

"No." Everyone was surprised at Aang's sudden demand.

"You have to tell us now," Aang said with a frown, his hard look aimed at the ground, even as they continued to walk.

"You're not gonna believe me if I told you," Korra said and crossed her arms. Aang felt slightly offended by that seemingly callous remark.

"Hey! I'm pretty sure I have a right to know!"

"Aang, relax. I'm sure she'll explain when we get there," Katara reasoned, attempting to defuse what was turning to become a full-blown argument.

"Katara, I can't. I'm the avatar! I'm supposed to be about balance, and some girl out of nowhere bends two elements? That needs an explanation!"

"Did you just call me girl?" Korra asked, indignant.

"Ugh! That's not the point. This has no reasonable explanation!" Aang shouted, throwing his arms into the air in frustration.

"Fine, fine! I'll tell you! Geez!" Korra exhaled, giving off the impression that she was annoyed. I'm the avatar," she deadpanned. Aang almost looked like he didn't even acknowledge her statement.

"What..."

"What!" Sokka parroted, but with more fervor.

"You're not the avatar!" Aang almost shouted.

"You don't know me!" Korra shot back and then they went back and forth.

"Guys! ENOUGH!" Katara yelled after pinching the bridge of her nose. Aang and Korra turned their backs to each other quickly.

"I can't believe you call yourself the avatar..." Aang muttered under his breath.

"Can't believe i'm arguing with a twelve year old," Korra muttered in similar volume. Both harrumphed in defiance simultaneously before silently walking to the base of where the bison was situated.

"Looks like pigtails and twinkle toes had their first fight," Toph said knowingly to the group as a whole once all of them were in earshot.

Katara took a seat near the front of the saddle next to Toph while everyone else filed in in other parts of the saddle.

"Toph, did you know that she could bend...other elements?" Katara asked slowly. She still was not able to completely process that Korra could be another avatar.

"I had my suspicions. I didn't know it was something cool like bending other elements though," Toph replied with hands behind her head. Ironically, she didn't sound at all surprised.

"You knew?" Aang inquired accusingly. Ever since Korra revealed her ability to bend other elements, Aang was clearly acting out of sorts.

"Aang! Chill out! You're acting way out of character!" Sokka said seriously. Before Aang could counter-argue, he continued. "And I understand! But there has to be a reason. It just can't happen for no apparent reason," Sokka explained, filling in the role of voice of reason.

"Wow, who would of thought that Sokka of all people wouldn't respond incredulously to something like this," Katara commented off to the side. Everyone shared a chuckle, except Sokka who's comment was to the effect of "Seriously, guys?" before it quieted down.

"Korra...I mean Avatar Korra. I apologize for being rude earlier," Aang said solemnly with a air nomadic bow. Korra looked down for a second before she spoke.

"I apologize too. I should have told you something earlier and I hadn't. For that, I'm sorry," Korra reciprocated with a southern water tribe bow.

"Wait a minute. That was a Southern water tribe greeting," Katara commented confused.

Oh snap, Korra thought, astonished.

He didn't even know how he got here, but he was in the upper ring of Ba Sing Se. His rank of general wouldn't mean much here except for show, but what confounded him was the traditional clothing that everyone seemed to be donning at this moment. He assessed his situation. He was not more than seconds ago on the flag ship of the United Forces and then...he woke up in the middle of Ba Sing Se. He knew that this was indeed the impenetrable city. In his younger days, his mother brought him here when he was still heir in training in line to be the next fire lord.

"But how did I get here? And why does the place look exactly like the historical documents?" General Iroh II asked himself, taking in the sights. Now that he thought about it, the setting looked wrong somehow. It actually looked older than when he visited as a child, he thought amusingly. Taking off his government issue gloves, he picked his face up from the bench he miraculously happened to be sleeping on. He massaged his temples and unbuttoned his collar.

"I need to find a telegraph station."

Putting his weight on his legs, he was suddenly overcome with a feeling of vertigo before it passed as quickly as it came. He shook his head to force away the fog in his brain before surveying his surroundings. To his left was a road that led to what he remembered was called the fountain of lights. To his right was a tea shop.

"The Jasmine Dragon!" he said in realization. Somewhere he could find information from. He wondered if his sister was there right now. She always did take after grandfather when it came to Tea.

Walking inside the shop, he frowned immediately. The place was much smaller than remembered and there were only three tables set up with a random assortment of customers enjoying the tea. To be honest, the shop looked like an antique. He pushed the thought out of his mind and strolled to the front desk and rang the bell. Moments later, out came a kindly old man, but Iroh could tell that he was a warrior. He didn't look that much out of shape.

The general almost resisted the urge to say "Uncle?" before realizing that he was a young man, and the older man before should be well, dead.

"Uh...Tea please?" Iroh II asked lamely and The older man seemed to raise an eyebrow in amusement.

"Of course. You know, you remind me much of my nephew. You resemble him greatly, even moreso if your hair were not so well done," he said with a hearty chuckle. Iroh II smiled in spite of himself. Even though his namesake did not know who he was, he was still just as skilled at keeping the mood light.

"Heh. Thanks. By the way, do you happen to have a newspaper anywhere?"

"Newspaper?" The younger Iroh cleared his throat.

"I mean scroll. Just wondering what the current news is," he amended. He was fearing what he thought might be going on.

"I will bring it back with your-what tea did you say you wanted?"

"Oh. Jasmine Tea please."

"Ah. I see you appreciate the more exotic flavors," the kind man appraised before retreating to the back where the tea machine was.

"Lee! I need one Jasmine Tea!"

"Right, Uncle!" Iroh II thought amused that the second man sounded much like him. But that amusement turned to bemusement when the owner of that voice came to the counter with the tea. He had a scar adorning the left side of his face. Iroh II immediately looked at the tea tray, so that it did not seem like he was staring.

"Thank you, Gran...Lee," Iroh II corrected himself while accepting the tea and scroll. There was a pause before 'Lee' responded with "Sure."

General Iroh could not help but let hi eye twitch after looking at the date signature atop the scroll.

A/N: I know, this cliffhanger was just cruel and I feel your pain. This was necessary to advance the plot. But don't worry, there will be plenty of action, next chapter.

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