Disclaimer – I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender or Legend of Korra. This is a fix-fic for LoK, but the story goes AU towards the end of the final season, but there are repercussions to Aang taking away Ozai's bending away with Energy Bending. This story also involves quite a bit of world-building. Also, this is one of my four NaNoWriMo projects for 2019.
Note – I'm going back to the original concept for the Avatar where the Avatar is the spirit of the world in human form. That means the whole thing with Raava is being turned on it's head.
What the Future Holds
Prologue – Energy Bending
Aang stood in water which went up halfway to his knee looking around the place he found himself in. Every direction seemed limitless with nothing appearing in front of him, yet the last thing Aang remembered was Energy Bending Ozai's powers away.
Something appeared making his blue eyes blink, but when he opened them again he quite clearly saw the woman with white hair, blue eyes and tattoos adorning her pale skin. His eyes blinked again. "Yue?"
Except, he knew Yue's skin was darker than the skin of this woman. Her mouth pressed into a thin line as she looked down from above him. "My name is Raava."
"Oh. Who are you? I mean, you did say your name, but who are you? Why are you here? Why am I here?"
"Who am I? That is a good question." The woman continued looking down at him, yet held out her pale hand. "I am here, Avatar, to show you your future. Actually, for now, think of me as the mother of the Avatar."
"Um, why are you the mother of the Avatar?" Aang pondered what she said, yet this strange being claimed something he'd not heard of from any of his teachers.
"That's the best explanation for what I am." The woman continued holding out her pale hand. "Care to see your future you've created by removing Ozai's powers?"
Aang glanced away from the woman. "Does this future include me getting together with Katara?"
He didn't catch the smile spread across the woman's face but held her hand out more firmly. "Why don't you take my head and find out?"
Without hesitation, the young Avatar reached out and took her hand, a bunch of dreams and hopes running through his mind. The woman's voice sounded soft, but he let her guide him along.
The first place they stopped looked like Zuko's room at the palace, or what Aang imagined his room would be like. He watched Mai approach Zuko as he prepared for his coronation. "Oh. Good. Zuko got back with Mai. I'd hoped so, given the fact she did save him at Boiling Rock."
Aang's eyes watched Zuko leave and followed after. He watched as he announced the new Fire Lord to the world, but a deep blush spread across his cheeks upon seeing Katara kiss him. His eyes closed, not believing the scene true. He felt elated and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, the image was gone. Aang turned towards Raava.
"That will really happen?"
"Many things will happen." Raava held out her hand and covered Aang's eyes. He took a deep breath at the wealth of information she passed onto him.
He saw the Fire Nation colonies becoming a united front for all bending. He saw the Air Acolytes preserving his culture. He saw Zuko finding his mother, the rebuilding of the South Pole. He even his marriage to Katara and how they produced three wonderful children, but the grandchildren who went along with this.
He then saw the next Avatar. He saw her break ground by fighting for spirits and humans to live together, which made sense. In fact, he found himself delighting in the concept as this felt in line with the Air Nomad beliefs he grew up with. Even more importantly, the next Avatar brought balance back by bringing back the Airbenders.
Aang felt elated at everything he saw and attempted latching onto said feelings, yet…
His eyes blinked as he looked up at the sky. His hands were on Ozai still, yet the memories and feelings began to fade. Already, he'd forgotten about the vision of whoever was there, yet he'd forgotten someone was there.
In the back of his mind, he knew - or thought he knew - that his actions would, in fact, lead to the future he hoped for and that he'd done the right thing.
He couldn't imagine things weren't as they seemed.
