Guess what? No you have to guess it. I'll give you a hint, it's about the Avatar. No, I'm not married to Zuko, no I do not know the owners of the show. Wait! That's it! I don't own the show! Hey everyone, sorry for the long update. Anyway, this will be a different pov from my own character. Enjoy.

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A mysterious figure walks along a wooded path. It is nearly sun set, and he does not do anything to find camp, or find a village.

A long black cloak covers his body and face, yet long silver hair pokes out of the hood, while the cloak softly sweeps the ground. He sees a yellow flower on the ground and plucks it. He twirls it in his fingers, thinking…

I have many names. Some call me demon, monster, or even a poltiguist. But others that truly know me call me the mischief demon. I have been here since the beginning of time in this pathetic little world.

The mischief demon starts walking again, still twirling the flower in his white faded hand.

What do I do? Well, obviously create mischief, which was until Avatar Roku defeated and trapped me in that damn spiritual vase. But after a little more than a hundred years later, my seal was broken by some stupid idiotic earth peasant. Thank god for stupid people.

The stem was starting to break, but the demon kept playing with it, twirling quickly in his fingers.

But it seems that mischief has all ready been created enough by the Fire Nation. Who knew that they started this 100-year war? Or at least I do. He thought mockingly. The tree's shadows grew longer, the day was about to end.

It was I who started the war. I have the ability to go into people's minds, even sometimes the Avatar. It was I, who went to the Fire Lord a hundred years ago, and changed the Fire Lord's desires into greed, wealth, and most importantly, power. It wasn't much persuasion. It didn't take much, all I had to do was remind him of his power as Fire Lord, and the possibilities he could do. But then that damned Avatar Roku had to step in my fun, and seal me into a spiritual vase, which kept me, imprisoned, until as I said before, was accidentally released.

But before I was sealed away, I created a comet that would come and try to destroy the world, giving the Fire Lord excessive power. Now a hundred years have passed, and I learned that there is a new Avatar. This hundred-year war just bores me, so that is why when I was released; I sent a comet to this earth to finally destroy it.

But, I also want revenge on the Avatar. How he sealed me away, and took the fun out of my mischief. I will seek this boy out, finding him by his wills, desires, and dreams. It is not that hard. He is probably the only one with the will to desire or dream to save the world.

He crunches the flower in his hand, the yellow petals slowly falling towards the ground.

But where to start? The mischief demon asked himself. But then he heard a noise.

He hears talking, and immediately sweeps into the shadows. He watches as two boys, one with a blue arrow, and one with a scar on his face, was near one of the bulletin boards. He slowly smiles.

Looks like I finally found you. Prepare to suffer my revenge Avatar.

He closely watches the boys talk, and quickly and silently as shadows, he follows them into darkness.

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I just want to thank Twilight Dragoness, DeafLizgon and everyone else for their reviews! I know there was a lot of information in this chapter, but it will help you understand the rest of the story. If you are confused, my character, mischief demon is walking on a path, and is remembering everything that just happened. He was released about the same time Aang came out of the ice burg. If you have any questions, then you can send me a review. (haha! Now you will have to review me. Sorry, really tired) Well, have a great memorial weekend!