Sorry guys computer was broke for a while and I have finally got a new one. Just know I'm not giving up on this story and that I hope it makes sense so far and that its building up quite well :S. Read at your own expense peeps.

Disclaimer: I do not Own ATLA.

The Realm of The White Bearer

Suddenly the darkness completely vanished and Aang could see that he and the man was in what looked like a garden. It was a garden,yet not a garden. The trees and animals that he could see were not of their natural color. Even the water from the fountain in the center wasn't natural.

Everything was white.

The man could see that the young boy was trying to come to terms with his surroundings and merely smiled once again. He never thought he'd ever get a bearer once again. He turned his focus away from his thoughts when the child spoke to him.

"Your realm? Um..where exactly is that?" Aang asked.

"We are within the are one of chosen to bear a ring. That is why you have access to me."

"But I've been carrying this ring for almost a year now. Why now am I able to talk to you..um" Aang scratches his head since he hadn't exactly gotten the name of the man.

" I go by the name Najam. The reason you are now able to communicate with me is because you were in need of me. My power was dormant until you experienced the raw emotions that reawakened me." Najam said.

"Raw emotions? I normally don't let my emotions rule me. It's what the monks taught me." Aang stated.

"That may be true. But young Aang, what do you remember before coming to my realm." Najam said.

Suddenly Aang eyes widened as his past memories shot to the forefront of his mind.

"Katara! Is she okay? I remember that woman that tried to harm her and then..then.." Aang trailed off as he couldn't remember anything after that.

" You can't remember anything after that because you entered my realm then." Najam said.

"Well..if I'm here. Then what has happened to my friend?"

Najam could see the fear in the young boys eyes. He decided to alleviate his worries and tell him what happened.

" After you awakened me you blacked out and my magi consumed you. You protected your friend and incapacitated the enemy. However, your body couldn't handle such a first time use of so much magi. You are now in a coma in the real world."

"A coma!"Aang shrieked." I can't be in a coma! There must be some way to wake up!"

"There is." Najam smiled.

Najam turned around and started to walk away. Aang stood there for a moment in confusion until Najam signaled with his head to follow.

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They came upon a huge double door after they walked a good distance out of the garden. The door was round and actually had some color to it. It was clearly made of wood from the looks of it and it had symbols carved into it that Aang recognized.

" I've seen these before," Aang said. " Their from my home quadrant."

"Yes they are. Young Aang, this is the entrance to the Trial of the Bearer. You may have been chosen to bear the power. But now it is time to see if you are worthy and willing to do so." Najam said as he came to a stop before the door.

Najam closed his eyes and spoke a language Aang couldn't understand. The door carved symbols soon started to emit a soft glow that got brighter the longer Najam spoke. Suddenly Najam opened his eyes that were emitting the same glow and the door opened to reveal some sort of portal.

Najam turned to Aang with his eyes slowly losing its glow. " Are you ready Young Aang?"

Aang honestly didn't know what to be ready for. This was to sudden. He truly hadn't prepared for this or even if he wanted to.

Najam could sense the doubt and fear in the boy even before he opened his mouth.

" What you will be experiencing in this trial is the past. You cannot interact with anything or anyone you see but you will feel the emotions around you. You will feel what they felt. The goal is to not let it overcome you. To keep a neutral state of mind until the very end. Is that clear?" Najam explained.

Aang nodded his head. He gained a bit of confidence from hearing how simple the trial was. If this was the way to get back to the real world then he would do it.

"Then off you go Young one."

Aang walked up to the portal door and stood before it. He turned his head back to only see Najam had vanished. He felt a bit creeped out by that but decided it was nothing to worry about.

"Here goes nothing." Aang ran into the unknown.

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There were sounds. Sounds of kids laughing and playing. Sounds of people talking.

Aang opened his eyes and noticed once again he was suspended in midair. This time though he wasn't in complete darkness but he was in a temple. A very familiar looking temple. He heard sounds once again coming from a door adjacent to him and decided to check it out. He reached for the doors handle but his hand simply phased right through it. It shocked him at first but then he took a look at his body and noticed he didn't look to be tangible anyways.

He phased through the door and saw a group of people huddled around a couple with their newborn child. The man had a bright smile of his face and another child in his hand that seemed to be about a year older than the newborn. The woman however, looked rather sickly but had a radiant smile on her face as well.

"What do you plan on naming her."One of the people in the crowd asked.

"I don't know yet. I was thinking maybe Sona or Monata." the woman spoke up.

"Why don't we ask Aang here dear?" The man said. Aang froze in his place by the door when the man called out his name. He was about to hightail it out of the room until he noticed that no one looked to him but instead at the infant that started to spit up and talk in gibberish.

" I think I heard a Mo-mo in that somewhere." One of the people said. Causing the crowd to laugh out.

"Hmm Momo. Don't you have a pet lemur named that hun?"

"I do dear. I'd bet he'd be honored to share a name with our daughter. I'd say Momo is a universal name." The man chuckled.

Aang looked on in utter shock as he finally got a grasp on the situation. Those were his parents! And this was the day Momo was born. He could never remember what his parents looked like. He could feel complete happiness in the room from everyone in here. It was overwhelming.

Time shifted by and soon Aang felt like he was smacked with a wave of sadness. He was outside and it was raining, though the rain couldn't touch him.

He took notice of the way his people were dressed and was sad to see it was in ritual funeral wear. He could see that his people were mourning the death of their own and it made Aang wonder who. He floated to the head of the funeral proceedings and noticed the man that was his father kneeled down and crying against a bison that carried a body. Aang gasped when he saw who the body belonged to. It was his mother. She didn't seem to be that much older than the last time he saw her so he was confused on how she died.

His father began to yell curses at the ground before he turned angry eyes at a woman who held Momo.

"You killed her!" He yelled. " Your cursed!" Aang's father rose up and rushed over to the woman carrying the baby but before he could get to her two men blocked his path and struggled to hold him down. "I hate you! I want you dead!"

Aang could only watch in horror as his father kept trying to get to Momo. He looked so different from the man from the other memory. He felt different.

Soon the memory changed again and Aang found himself in a corridor right next to his father who looked about 50 years older. He looked broken and his eyes were lifeless. He emitted nothing but depression.

Someone came from around the corridor and came to a halt by Aang's father. Aang was surprised to see a young Monk Gyatso.

"I want to see my children." Aang's father said without emotion.

"You know you are not allowed to do so." Monk Gyatso spoke sternly.

"I want to see my children." Aang's father spoke again as if he didn't hear what Monk Gyatso had said.

Monk Gyatso simply sighed and made to walk off but then Aang's father grabbed for his ankle and begged on his knees.

"Please! Please! Let me see my children. Let me see them I beg you!" Aang's father wailed.

Aang felt sorry for his father and thought Monk Gyatso would crack in his cold exterior but he hadn't. Aang didn't think that Monk Gyatso would be this cruel to his father and felt like he didn't truly know his teacher. However, Aang skin turned cold at his father's next words.

"Just let me kill the girl. That's all I want. I need to avenge my wife that was stolen from me. It is unfair! You would do the same in my shoes!" He yelled.

Monk Gyatso eyes turned icy cold at his words and summoned a gust of wind that forced Aang's father to let go of him and shove him against the wall.

"I would never do such a thing. To further protect the children I will have you banished from this temple and exiled from Noelani. Now leave."

Time shifted once again to Aang's father leaving the planet on a spacecraft. He had the look of hate upon his face and promised to himself that he would get revenge.

The scenery soon kept changing and showing Aang of his past and how it led up to to the moment Gyatso sent him into the Void. However, Aang stayed next to Monk Gyatso as he saw his body vanish into the void. He was a bit confused on how he was seeing this but he recalled what Najam told him. It wasn't his memories he'd only see. But the pure past as well.

Soon time fast forwarded and Aang saw how the Monks were preparing for something he didn't know of. He could feel different types of emotions running throughout the temple. None of them were good.

He could hear people arguing in a room he was about to pass by. He stopped when he heard the voices discussing over an oncoming war.

"It is to late! We have no chance. Our supposed allies have yet to show and the enemy is nearing our based planet. We have already lost the colonies and our defenses stand no chance." cried a voice.

" We must have some type of contingency plan." Another said.

"We do. It is the prophecy."an older voice stated.

"That prophecy means nothing now. All it did was send one of our own through the void to who knows where! We are at war! Our families are being killed by Agnimitra forces. There's no hope."

The voices stopped speaking at that and once again the time shifted into what Aang could not bear to see.

His planet was on fire.

There was destruction everywhere. Burned bodies and ashes. He could see escape pods shooting out into the atmosphere but then when he thought there was hope escaping away, they were merely blown out of the sky by the invading ships. He could see the enemy troops destroying buildings and houses. He could feel their emotions. He could feel that some didn't want to do what they were doing but he could also feel that majority were relishing the moment.

It was to much to bear. The raging emotions that were going around hurt to much and made him cry. Cry for his people and what they were going through. He remembered when Katara had told him about his people. He remembered reading Monk Gyatso note but he figured that maybe they were wrong. Maybe some had survived and they hadn't known. But Aang now knew. He knew no one could survive this.

The time sped through its course to different moments after the war but Aang paid it no mind. He was to focused on the emotions he was feeling. Suddenly he felt everything stop and felt a presence appear before him.

He looked up to see Najam standing in front of him with a sympathetic look upon his face.

Aang now remembered that that was the trial and he had just failed. He bowed his head. But not in just shame but also in sadness for his people.

"You passed. Young Aang."

Aang looked at Najam with tear stained eyes in confusion.

"But I thought—"

" The goal. The true goal of the trial was to understand. To understand what happened to your people to truly hold my power. The power of the White Ring is of emotions. Whether you can reign it in or let it all loose is what makes you worthy. For you to start to feel you had to truly understand."

Aang soaked in what Najam had told him and nodded his head to show he understood.

"Good. Now I believe it would be time for you to wake up now. Your friends should be arriving onto the ship any minute now." Najam turned around and walked back to the garden that suddenly appeared.

"You may call upon my power whenever you need me Young Aang."

Before Aang could question him he felt himself waking up.

A/N: Yeah I hope that was good enough. :P

Will post soon!

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