Candle's POV.

It felt like the rain had just fell. All the plants around me were bright and covered in raindrops, the sun was just coming out from behind the clouds. The sunshine came through the dense trees in golden rays touching the ground and as it did flowers grew from the ground. Not just any flowers though, they were golden and on the edge were little pink dots.

I could hear the sweet sound of a flute. It's music seemed to calm every muscle in my body, it was something I need a lot. Since just hours before I had been in great stress.

Then I saw small creatures all going somewhere. They seemed to be going in the same direction that the music was going. I quickly followed. The animals moved fast it was difficult to keep up with them. They must have known where they were going. Then I saw one last spirit run into a patch of hanging moss. I had to bend down because it was like a mini cave.

I pulled open the moss to find that spirits everywhere were sitting on branches, in bushes, on the ground, on top of rocks. Some deer like spirits came up from behind and stood. The whole clearing in front of me was cleared, the spirits only stayed on the edges.

Then I realized why, the was a young girl sitting on a bolder, she wore a long pink lace skirt that had a golden rope holding it up. On the rope was a crystal pink jewel, her top was also pink it ruffle and form what looked like a lily at her chest and the sleeves were see through until it cuffed at the end. Her eyes were crystal blue and her hair was pink. It was braid down the sides and flowers were clustered at the top of her head. She wore a small chain that connected the two flower clusters at the sides of her head. At the middle of the chain it had a long pink crystal stone that reflected the light. She was playing the flute, that had twisting sliver going all the way down the it. She stood up, and walked forward. I was confused at first about what the girl was doing, but then she broke into a dance. It was enchanting, her flute looked like it was guiding her through all the steps.

It seemed to go on forever, and just before I thought that it wasn't going to end she finished her final cord and brought the flute away from her mouth. She stood and looked at me, I didn't know what to do. I felt a little scared to talk to her, but then I felt like I should have known her from somewhere.

"Candle, i'm so glad to see you," she smiled. I was shocked that she actually knew me. How could she. I had never met her before, but half of me was like, yes you have.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Why don't you remember? I am Amaria, the Nature Spirit of The South. You are in the deepest forest in the Spirit world," she said, I was shocked that I was in the spirit world again but then I thought about how easy it was to enter.

"Oh, well sorry Amaria I don't remember you. When did I meet you?" I asked.

"I am there every time an Avatar is born. The blessing of Nature is cast upon you by each Nature spirit," she explained," now come we will dance and play together." she said and brought her flute up to her mouth.

"Wait, I don't have my violin," I told her.

"Oh, yeah. Here," she waved her hand and my blue violin appeared. I grabbed it out of her hand. It looked like it was newly polished and the bow was brand new. None of the hair was off to the side.

"Wow," I whispered. I brought it up to me and played just one cord. I looked at Amaria, she breathed and I breathed with her. She played a soft tune and then I flowed with a scale going down. The music the two instruments made was incredible, the music seemed to lead my hand into the music. It was a peace I had never heard before, thought it sounded like I had known it for a life time.

'Avatar, why have you come to my realm in the South?' I heard her voice in my head. It sounded just as sweet as it did when she spoke normally.

'I don't know, but I have something to tell you. War is happening, no fighting has happened in the real world, but I am not so sure about the spirit world,' I said back.

'I see, it has been happening in the spirit world too," her voice came back as a whisper in my head,' like before, when Avatar Korra was around, there was evil. It corrupted many spirits. Some nice ones that I knew had gone very bad. Their color changed, their aurora was different, and they spread like wildfire. All I could do in that war was wait for it to be over. I was a safe haven for spirits running from the darkness. My forest has been here since the very beginning.'

'I see, I have a question for you,'

'Yes?'

'I would like your help when I face off with the darkness,'

'What is this darkness exactly?' her voice in my head had suddenly gone very dark, like she knew where this was going. The tune of the music that we were playing had changed too.

'Do you remember when Avatar Aang was around? There was someone who took him out, this someone was very powerful. I don't know his-,' I was cut off by a high pitched gasp.

"Do you mean Andarious?" she yelled at me, her whole completion had now gone dark. Her pink outfit had gone almost gray. Her hair was now frizzy and was coming undone. And for the first time I could see how old this girl was. She looked more that 2 millennia old.

"I think," I said slowly so she could think.

"Then it indeed has happened. The prophecy that heaven predicted at the very beginning. This is why I go to see every Avatar, with the other Nature Spirits. And every other spirit like us. We go to see who is the one of the prophecy. Though we have been given many and still many more wait to be fulfilled. Candle, you must be careful, this man can control more than just the elements. He can bend the darkness to his will," she said so quite that if even one thing had made a sound during that last sentence I wouldn't have heard it.

"Amaria, how can someone bend darkness," I said.

"I don't know, I would think it is the same on how many benders have been able to bend things from there element, like metal bending and blood bending. But I don't see where darkness could fit in. Anyway, Candle. I will help you, I will fight in this war, but you have to promise me something. I will require a payment for this deed, you must win. If you don't then the spirit world will never be opened again. You will never be able to enter in your afterlife and neither will the rest of the world," she pointed at me, the color was starting to return to the world. Birds started to chirp again.

"I promise," I didn't know why I had said that, I was risking something really big here. If I made a mistake and sacrificed the only way to repopulate the world of benders and return the world to what it was before then I wouldn't be able to live with myself or maybe even my afterlife self. It would an eternal torture.

At that moment I felt the world slipping away, the picture melted as if I was melting into the shadows. Darkness replaced my vision and then I saw something and then more. It felt like I was flying over the spirit world. I could see many spirits running and chasing them was an army, an army of evil spirits. I could see some spirits directing others to America's forest. Then I saw a mountain. I knew that that was the mountain that Andarious was staying at. I flew in that direction.

It looked like Hell and Andarious was the lord of it. Spirits that weren't evil were enslaved. They were shackled with orange glowing shackles. They must have disabled the powers of the spirits. Whips cracked through the air. I could see spirits that looked like they were once human beings that were being whipped and that their skin was breaking and silver blood came out.

The screams were like nothing I had heard before. I sounded like people were being tortured over and over. It sounded as if I was in the early 20th century, before they inverted medicine that put people to sleep with they did surgery.

I wanted to just fly away, until I noticed one thing. There was a man, the same man I had seen with I was base jumping. The man I had seen when I had flown too close to that group. He was standing in front of Andarious, or who I thought was Andarious. I mean he was sitting in a throne made of spirit hides, human bones, and maybe even a splash of human skin thrown in there. He looked mad, like not mad, but mad crazy. His eyes looked like they could pop out of his head.

"- sir they are going to be taking a plane to the U.S. tomorrow," I heard the man in the suit say. He was talking about us, I was stunned. We had been away from any watchful eyes for months. And who would look in the smallest town, in a valley, in the Alps of Europe.

"Good, Good. Then you know what to do," he told the man. The man bowed and walked away. He walked down the mountain, through all the awful things that I had seen.

I wanted it to stop, I couldn't handle the screams of pain anymore, and this place was giving me a feeling that I was sure would give me nightmares. And as soon as I thought about wanting to go away the dream faded into nothing.