(A/N: This is my first Fanfic I made for FanFiction. Besides I'm a Portuguese guy and I'm not that good in English so I apologize right now for the mistakes I make.

Now to the story. This is a Kataang and more. Is the original series with some changes I decided to make (if you get it (with this I say that is more fluffy)).The story will begin in the night of Ba Sing Se siege when Aang was killed and for being Katara's jornal you will not see parts when she is not there ( only in one or two occasions). I started to make this Fan Fiction in a boring day of quarantine because of the Covid-19 when I decided to rewatch my favorite series (ATLA) and then out of nowhere I started to get that fluffy sensation that I hate and love about Katara and Aang. I started to read a lot of FanFic about them (and I say A LOT) and still I was not content. So here it is my way to stop. Along the story you will find a (K.N) that will be Katara's note because being her jornal it will be funny to tell her opinion on some occasions.

Now imagine that you find an old book that tells you the real story of Avatar Aang and his friends not the one the people told you … the REAL one. And forgive me for not to make in first person ( I just hate that kind of format ( nothing against the people who do)) I know that this kind of format it was good for the story but I will not do it. Imagine something like you are telling the story to someone or something like that.

I hope you like it.)

Prologue


Water … Earth … Fire … Air. My Grandma used to tell me stories of the old days … A time of peace. When the Avatar kept balance between the Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation and Air Nomads. But that all changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar mastered all four elements. Only he could stop the ruthless Firebenders. But when the world needed him the most he vanished. A hundred years have passed and the Fire Nation is nearing victory in the war. Two years ago my father and the men of my tribe journeyed to the Earth Kingdom to help fight against the Fire Nation leaving me and my brother locking after my tribe. Some people believe that the Avatar it was never reborn into the Air Nomads. And the cycle was broken. But I haven't lost hope. I still believe that somehow the Avatar will return to save the world.

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Hahaha I was so silly as a kid. Hello, my name Katara from the Southern Water Tribe and I made part of the group of friends of the Avatar that saved the world. Better than that I was his master and even better I am his wife. I know what you are thinking … 'how can a savage from a tribe of savages marry the Avatar? '.Well, it turns out that he was in love with me from the very beginning. Now we have two beautiful children and we love each other with all our heart. Some people can say that we are a perfect couple, we fit together perfectly both in soul and body. Our story begins with me and my brother Sokka ( and with "me and my brother Sokka" I say me. ) rescuing a 14 years old boy from inside of an iceberg. The boy's name is Aang the Avatar, the last airbender, the savior of the world and the love of my life. After that we three traveled the world to train Aang in all four elements. In our trips we had multiple life-changing moments. But nothing is compared to the night of the Ba Sing Se's Siege. That night was a happy night but still traumatizing, it was confusing but still an enlightening night ... it was the night of the death of my best friend but still a night full of life ... It was the night when Aang died .