Author's Note: Well…this is my second fanfic. A short introduction, I know, but the real chapters will get longer. Hope you enjoy it. And I don't own any of Avatar's things, including any of its characters, but I will own any and/or all characters that I make.

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Now that Aang, the great Avatar, had dismantled the Fire Nation's army, it seemed as though there was no use for an Avatar anymore. He had brought peace and joy to all the other nations, and now bending was not regarded as a weapon; it was a sport. Thirteen years had passed, and the fire nation had cut off from the rest of the world, becoming isolated. Perhaps this was because they were rather unliked, because of their ambition a few years back. Fire Lord Ozai had disappeared after his battle with Aang, and now the leader was unkown. The other nations all lived in harmony, and Aang was a celebrity, who was cheered by all. Statues of him were erected in every town, and just being named "Aang" was a great honor.

So why was there another Avatar?