Oh thank god! My parents actually bothered to hire a tutor for my sister, so that means I could a lot more time to other things, like continuing this fanfic.

Also, I need to know, do you readers mind seeing minor characters from other TV series and media appear (remember, they are a part of the crusade, after all). But if you want me to keep this story as puritanical as possible, then I'd understand. After all, maybe some of you might think that Leo Heinemann (from the FMA universe) is enough already. Just include your opinion regarding this in your review.


Aang and his friends were resting atop Appa, who was calmly making his way to Kyoshi Island.

"So let me get this straight" Toph asked. "We are going to Kyoshi island because….?"

"Just after I woke up, I heard it whispered in my head" Aang answered. "So I take it that Kyoshi island must be were one of the puzzle piece holders is."

"I don't know about this Aang" Katara interjected. "Do we even know who to look for?"

"I'm not so sure either, but we have to try" He answered.

Katara turned to look at the long expanse of ocean, and gather her thoughts. So much was happening in such a short amount of time. The fall of Ba Sing Se, The intervention by star faring strangers, and now this vision that Aang has about a greater threat.

It was all too much for Katara to take in all at once, and she decided it would be best to get some rest first before planning their next move after visiting Kyoshi Island.

When she awoke, she found herself in the middle of a lake, which was surrounded by a wall of gently curved cliffs. The scenery was quite beautiful, with elegant waterfalls gracing the earthen cliff walls. All around were tiny islands which contained lush green vegetation and breathtakingly beautiful flowers of various sorts.

She then noticed that sitting in the middle of the lake, was a small island with a magnificent palace in the center. The building was covered with numerous flowering vines and orchids. After a few minutes, the currents brought her to the shores of the small island.

"This must be a dream" She thought to herself. Stepping out of the boat, she made her way to the palace gates, and entered.

There seemed to be no one else at home, but upon further exploration, she stumbled upon the main chamber somewhere within the heart of the palace. There atop a throne made of seashells, sat a robed figure, who bore a scar across his left eye, and who had some rather long and unusually unkempt hair.

"Welcome to my home, O maiden of the water tribe." He greeted.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I am the ancient of the essence of water. I have brought you here so that you may receive the next piece of the story."

Katara's face lit up with surprise. She would have not guessed that the next piece would be passed on to her. She approached closer to get a better listen.

"Are you ready to receive this gift?" he asked.

"I am ready"

"Then let us begin." He intoned. "First, you must seat yourself upon the ground. Then, close your eyes and open yourself to the ebb and flow of you native element. For it is the symbol of life and growth, and it shall impart to you the next part of the story."

She did as he instructed. After a moment or so of silence, a vision soon came to her. She could now see the crater where the remains of the ancient had fallen. Over time, the crater filled with water, and became a lake. Many millennia passed, and the mountains that once isolated the lake had now become naught but small hills, and many creatures came to populate the area.

Many of these soon found the lake, and drank from its waters, only to go mad with a searing pain coursing through their body as the energy inherent within the water overwhelmed them. When the pain subsides, they would leave, and in the course of their lives, strange things began happening. Many of the creatures that drank from the lake began to do things more complex than they had ever done before. Whenever the badger moles would attempt to dig, the earth would part before them. The herds of bison would soon soar across the strong winds of their mountainous homes. The giant winged lizards soon harnessed the power of flames as they soon became the dragons of legend.

Over time, humans soon found their way to the lake. The first humans to settle there were dark skinned and of a small frame and build. They drank from the lake too, and suffered the same fate as the other creatures that partook of the lake's water. However, the ambitious minds of a sentient being were beyond those of a mere animal, and soon, the inhabitants of that land managed to attain complete mastery of their environment. They had become a great and powerful race. Using their control over the fabric of existence to shape their surroundings into a mighty city, unparalleled by none save the home world of the ancients.

Many generations passed by, and soon a great famine struck the lands of men. The settlers of the lake were unaffected, since their mastery over matter and energy ensured that their lands remained fertile and lush. Soon, people from across the entire world flocked to join this magnificent empire, and to escape the certain death that drought would bring.

The civilization of the lake took these migrants in, for they were a kind and tolerant race. The newcomers pledged their loyalty to their host, and soon, a golden age began as the newcomers were allowed to partake of the lakes waters. This went on for many generations. That is, until a great malevolence appeared upon the horizon.

The vision ended here, and Katara was still trying to grasp what she had seen. It was as if a new revelation had struck her dumbfounded where she sat.

"And now, you have seen the second part of this tale, the third still awaits you once you arrive upon the island of Kyoshi." The ancient spoke.

"I don't understand, if we were able to bend anything before, why can't we do it now." She asked.

"That part shall soon be explained to you. But you must first seek out the two remaining piece holders. For now, I must bid you farewell"

"Farewell then." Katara said. "But who do we look for once we arrive on Kyoshi?"

"You are a smart girl, you'll be able to figure it out." He exclaimed. "Fate has a way of leading people with linked destinies together."

With that said, the entire palace began rapidly flooding with water. Katara struggled to stay above the swiftly rising tide, but was soon dragged under by the currents. She thought that she would drown, when suddenly she awoke with a startle.

Aang, Sokka and Toph acted quickly to prevent Katara from accidently falling off of Appa. When they managed to pull her to safety, she was breathing rapidly, and was sweating up a storm.

"Are you okay sis?" Sokka asked.

"I'm fine" She said as she grasped for breath. "Aang, I saw it!"

"Saw what?" He asked.

"The next part of the vision" She stated. She then told them all of what she saw.

"Is it me, or am I starting to get really spooked by all of this?" Toph said.

Aang looked at Katara with an expression of concern mixed with confusion, "This story is starting to make more and more sense, but it still doesn't bring us any closer to finding out what all this has to do with me or the war."

"Not to mention that we have no idea as to who the next piece holder would be" Sokka stated. "It could be any of us, or someone else entirely."

"Well, in any case, we will find out once we reach Kyoshi Island" Katara exclaimed. "I hope."


That's a wrap. Remember to review, and please read the second paragraph up where the header is if you haven't already done so. Thanks, and see ya next time.