The had only one thought as he stumbled over the dusty ground, his blond hair grimy and sweat soaking his clothes, the cold wind being his only reprieve from the burning pain that was gradually fading from within his muscles. He leaned against a wall-pain flaring wildly as he did so- ignoring the sound of footsteps closing in on him.

'Note to self-blowing things up is not the subtle approach'

His wounds were healing at an astonishing rate, and it probably wouldn't be another ten minutes before he was able to walk without the absurd amount of pain he was currently dealing with. The problem was simply staying alive long enough for that to matter. That and he had to keep Bending so that the increased healing factor granted by being a bender stayed in a effect.

It was… beyond tiring as he walked his shoulder still pressed up against the wall, leaving a trail of blood as he moved forward. Making little to no progress as he continued to trot forward. One foot at a time he made slight progress.

But what frustrated the young blonde was that he didn't know!

He didn't know were the soldiers were! He didn't know were the villagers were being held hostage! He didn't know if that little girl had made out of the village yet! He didn't even know if the villagers were alive at all!

And it frustrated him, as he took another haggard breath, popping open a flask he took a short drink. The liquid wetting his throat and cooling down the burns he had inflicted on his lungs from his impromptu combustion bending tutorial of what not to do!

Closing his eyes he banged his head on a wall in an attempt to quiet his frantic though. a flash of his surrounding appeared in his mind, but like ghost it disappeared. Pain shot through his head as the electricity he had been bending within his body as to keep the healing factor active, shot into his skull. The pain seemed to cut his head like a hot knife through butter, as he fell to the ground the pained scream the tore through his throat quieted to a pitiful whimper, that was much too similar to a wounded raccoon dog in his opinion.

Pain continued to lance through his body, as lightning ripped through his skin in sporadic bursts Dancing over his already burnt, exhaustion filled body. The electricity finally sunk within his flesh as the pain finally dissipated within his body. Giving an thoughtless glance to his shoulder, he had to withhold a gasp.

The large jagged burn that went from the tip of his right finger to his shoulder blade, steamed as it stopped bleeding and visibly appeared to have healed to the point he could actually use his arm. Who would have guessed hitting your head on wall was actually good for your health?

Standing up on still unsteady, legs he found the previous aches to have disappeared. Even scars he had earned previously faded slightly. His muscles protested as he stood on his feet, still required to used the wall for support.

His mind raced as he recalled what he had seen when his head hit the wall. He had seen everything around him in a strange fashion. As if the world was a mere outline a world where there was no color, with single exception being the light blue sparks dancing around the tiny pieces of metal present in the walls and the ground, and coursing through the veins of the fire nation soldiers that were running around.

How? His mind questioned. How did do it again? How could he replicate this event?

Well to do it the first time he him himself over the head-which he was not going to be doing again any time soon!- He then released some sort of electrical pulse through his eyes-or maybe his forehead?- something that resulted in the electricity stored within-literally- ripping itself from his body.

The pulse happened for maybe half a second? Before it pulled itself back into his body and the pain started.

So common sense stated he should forget about this rather unique and painful ability before it ended up frying his brain. Following this train of thought he decided he was going to so do it when he got back to the Island. Nodding to himself, he turned.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the air racing in his direction set his instincts off, as he scampered off in the direction ducking into a small nook between building, he calmed his heart as he observed the small alley way he had just been resting in.

Soldiers walked into the alley- one a man dressed in full heavy armor no weapons visible anywhere on his body, while the other was a woman dressed in modified version of the standard armor making it lighter and extra leather to make it warmer, and no weapons. They both studied the ally one following the blood trail he had left on the wall until they both stopped at the pool of blood that had been made during his "Shocking" fit.

They talked for a second-something he couldn't hear as the wind picked up. His blonde hair swayed as he leaned closer hoping to catch even a word of the conversation. The girl kneeled on the ground putting two fingers in the blood before rubbed her hands together-probably to see how old it was- before he heard them speak once again.

"The tr… en...here" the woman said as the wind erased most of the conversation. "W.. shou...l… he..d back…. T… the town...ha..l" The man replied as the woman nodded and they turned heading back the way they came. He sighed in relief as they disappeared into the distance. Releasing a breath he didn't realize he was holding, he stepped out from the nook.

So the soldiers were hiding out in the main hall-the large building on the opposite side of the village from the now destroyed gates. Which he wasn't all that far from his current position. Testing his previously grievously wounded shoulder, which he found to be sore but still tolerable. The villagers were probably being held in the same place that the soldier had made base.

And so he marched-err- climbed forth.

Climbing up the tallest house close to him- a church like building with a large spire.- racing his way to the top of said spire he looked out over the town. The hall was almost four blocks away, with several house on each block. The town hall itself was quite large for a village the size of this one.

It spanned two blocks with the center occupied by a large mass of what he guessed to be the villagers. The door was in a similar state to the front gates-shattered wood visible all the way from his position. He took a deep breath before hopping down from the spire.

He glided from building to building, like a flying lemur-not that he'd ever seen one- never staying in the same place for longer than a second as he hopped towards the town hall. Never had been so grateful for the stamina building exercise he had been doing for the past four year than today. His run halted moments later when he reached the building that overlooked the hall.

He skidded to a stop as he approached the buildings edge. His muscles burning happily as he scanned the hall blue eyes glowing with calculation. The courtyard was filled with villagers most of them bound with ropes. A few were running about treating wounds, from what he guessed to have been one hell of a fight.

A fire nation soldier was on the opposite side of the court yard, standing on a pedestal with a group of maybe forty or so soldiers standing attention behind him, as he yelled what seemed to be a speech and if you went by the villagers faces it was nothing good. His somewhat new cynical outlook pointed out that it was probably the announcement that they would be going to jail.

The man had dark brown, and glowing amber eyes that stared into the soul of those whose eyes lingered on his for more than a second. He spoke confidently making gestures with his hands as began to paced from one side of the stage to another. A glint of purple caught the attention of the blond as he turned, to the one of the arches that held up the roof that allowed entrance into the main building.

His eyes sparked with recognition. "What the hell is she doing here?" he whispered to himself, watching as she glanced around the courtyard before ducking behind the pillar. The speaker stopped and stared in the direction of the young girl his face a mix of confusion. Before anger marred the man's face, as he opened his mouth to yell.

The blond sighed 'Time to improvise…' He vehemently ignored the fact he had been improvising since the earth nation soldier. Pulling his arm back he channeled the electricity that had been building up in his body into his right arm.

Electricity danced around his hand as he thrust his palm towards the group of soldiers. His improvised bending stance proved itself effective as lightning screamed through the air, morphing into a gigantic arm made of pure electricity.

For a second he stared, stunned blue eyes shocked as they watched the electricity fly forth. The ground was rocked as the electricity left a giant hand print like someone high fived the planet. The soldiers were scattered about, some climbing to their feet having been knocked to the ground in the blast while others tried to regain their balance.

His arm throbbed while his chi paths seemed to growl in pain, as he forced himself to ignore it. He landed in the middle of the crater. In one flowing motion he moved her right arm from the left to the right-sending five needles flew from his left sleeve towards the soldiers, searing through their thick heavy armor, as they fell to the ground. Blood flowed into the ground like a river as the smell ozone seemed to cling to the area. A line of seven or so soldiers sent a conjoined blast of fire in his direction, while another line of maybe twelve soldiers did the same from his right. Two waves of fire were heading towards him one from each side as he smiled.

His heart was beating in his ears like some sort of demented drum. Exhaustion pulsing within his muscles as for just a second the fact he was likely to lose his bending after today didn't seem all that daunting. He crossed his arms the fire seemingly flowing into each palm as he grabbed the flames.

His palms were burnt as he forced chi into the fire, dragging them across his chest the world froze as the wave of fire followed his command. The soldiers stared in shock as they realized what was about to happen, his Eyes glinting with a hollow glow that shook them to their very being. The flames obeyed him as the now purplish orange flames were absorbed into two tiny little flickering balls of flame as they sat in his palms a small trail following them as the flames from the right were sent at the left line of soldiers while the right soldiers were burned by the flames sent from the left line.

The smell of burnt flesh filled the air masking the scent of ozone that still clung to the clearing like a tic. Twenty four down, sixteen to go.

The soldiers seemed stunned as they watched their numbers fall from forty men to a mere sixteen-not counting the speaker who simply stared on with horror flashing in his eyes. Before they could regain their senses two more were dead.

Needles sticking out from their foreheads, and blood leaking from their skulls. A third was thrown backwards a single needle having thrown him backwards with the force of an elephant bear. His reinforced heavy armor being the only thing that had saved him from the super-heated sewing needle. Only for it to be ripped from his body as the blond child yanked his hand towards another soldier as the medal twisted into a large spike skewering the soldier, as blood seemed to fill the air.

His breath was labored as he sent another needle towards the soldiers. He had only been fighting them for almost twenty seconds and yet his breath was strained his chi paths roared with pain. Warning him to stop or he wouldn't bend ever again.

But he didn't stop.

He Had caught, only glimpses of it but the girl was cutting the villagers free, and he wouldn't be stopping until they had made it out! If she could keep going after being the target of a rape attempt he could keep going to! Perhaps it was a bit childish but he wasn't going to be out done by a little girl with a knife goddammit!

He bent the earth to his will skewering the remaining soldiers from behind as each breath became more labored, as his eyes seemed to dim. Their was only one left the speaker, growled at him as he sent a wave of flames at him. Amber eyes glowing with a cold dark fury as the man sent wave after wave towards him.

The blond dodged his hair matted with blood, as he grabbed the second wave throwing it towards the third wave snuffing them out, as he charged the man distracting him with several wave of needles, which the man waved off by shooting concussive blasts of fire out of his fists. Showing just why the man was allowed to follow such a force into battle. The concentration needed to do such a thing showed when the general didn't see the eleven year old blond before his fist broke the man's nose.

Pain shot through the blond's hand as the general stumbled backwards. The blond fell to the ground taking advantage of the speakers momentary loss of balance with a sweeping kick. The general fell on to his back, eyes widening he rolled to the left six needles taking his place as the sank into the stone flooring.

And so they fought for what seemed to be days, each attack countered in just the right way to allow a counter attack. It was a stand still as he redirected a stream of fire back at the man sending him flying backwards his clothes in tatters, as he was sent cratering through the stone wall of the court yard.

Blasting a large hole into the wall the man was filled with rage as he stood up eyes blazing as he started to stomp forward. Only to freeze as a hand snaked it's way onto the man's shoulder. He turned amber eyes searching for who dared stop his fight, only for an expression of horror to surface momentarily as he looked into the eyes of a large burly man with black hair and long beard. His body covered in inch thick fire-nation heavy armor his voice little more than a growl as he spoke.

"Zhao! You may return to the ship." He said as he gestured behind him. "We can handle this." It took his brain almost a minute to register the two hundred or so soldiers that marched behind the man. Each of them holding a spear or in ready stance-prepared to attack at moments notice.

The now named Zhao seemed reluctant but nodded his head and took a komodo rhino from one of the soldiers as he set off the world seemed to unfreeze.

He thrust a and forward to through a needle only to stop halfway through the motion. His heart clenched as a guttural cracking sound echoed from within his body, for all to hear. Several of the fire nation men smiled upon hearing the sound while other looked nauseous. The burly man however looked disappointed.

Pain filled the blond body as he fell to his knees the strain finally crackling through his body as his chi paths finally caved in to the pressure. Pain filled his body as tears fell from his eyes, trailing down his face.

He had lost his bending! HEHADLOSTHISBENDING!HEHADLOSTHISBENDING!HEHADLOSTHISBENDING! HEHADLOSTHISBEDNING!HEHADLOSTHISBEDNINGHEHADLOSTHISBEDNING! HEHADLOSTHISBENDINGHEHADLOSTHISBENDINGHEH ADLOSTHISBENDING HEHADLOSTHISBEDNINGHEHADLOSTHISBENDING

His mind seemed to torment him with the thought as he felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up to find an old man. His head was balding with a small bit of gray hair still present on his head. He was missing several teeth as he spoke, his eyes squinting. "It's okay sunny we'll handle this now." He said as he marched forward a pitchfork in one hand as almost all the villagers walked forward with makeshift weaponry ready to maim any soldiers who came close.

The little girl stumbled forwards a few cuts over her body as she held on to the little purple dagger like it was a life line. The dagger was covered in blood as she marched forth a wild look in her eye that seemed to draw fear from those who saw it.

They shouldn't have to do this! He thought, they shouldn't have to fight for their lives. "Well this is disappointing." the burly man said playing with his beard, and almost sounding sad. "I was called from the ship because their sounded like someone strong to fight, only to find a child pushed to the point of breaking the barrier." he said offhandedly "Losing his bending, and forcing me to settle with this bunch." the man announced with distaste before sighing as he turned to a soldier behind him "Burn them all!"

The girl didn't seem to like that announcement as she sped forward, the dagger glinting as she aimed to stab the man. The villagers tensed ready to charge, as the blondes mind raced.

A voice seem whisper in his ear as he watch in slow motion as the burly man grabbed the girl's wrist.

'Stand up' it said

'Why?' he thought back watching as the through the girl to the side.

'Cause' it responded hurriedly

'Cause what?" he spoke to the voice

'You broke the barrier' it said and memories stirred within his head. He remembered reading something once. The girl tumbled to ground slowly, only to stop against a wall blood leaking from her head.

'Yes?' he thought back to the voice as he tried to remember what it was he had read. It was something about limits and becoming a master.

'Then you have no limit' the voice said frantically

'No limit…' his mind echoed the word through his head like some sort kaleidoscope. Before a smile made it's way onto his face. He remembered what he had read. It was about old heroes who broke the "barrier" in a fight but kept on fighting as they had twenty four hours before their chi paths would fail entirely and as such could keep bending for another twenty four hours.

Except they didn't have to worry about losing their bending and no longer possessed any limit.

"No limit..." he mused aloud as Sparks danced around his body needles floating out of sleeve as he stood up. The girl looked up at him her eyes trailing listlessly as he stood lighting jumping from needle to needle as they floated around his body. He smiled as he shot passed the villagers using his experimental technique to slam into the burly man throwing him into his soldiers and the dagger flying as he grabbed the blade from the air using it to stab the first soldier that got too close.

The amount of lighting coursing through the dagger reduced the man to ashes as soon as it touched the his skin. The blond smiled as he let the electricity that had been building up in his body for four years flow out of his skin turning him into a human tesla coil, his hair standing strait as the lightning shaped itself into a dragon's head reducing everything came to close to dust.

Stray bolts of lighting firing off, and vaporizing those to far away for the dragon to kill.

His began to glow as he moved the earth stabbing the soldiers as he marched forth, needles gathered together swarming about like a hive of roach-bees as they picked soldiers apart like they were some sort of demented building blocks. Waves of flame being redirected back towards the soldiers as he took step after step forward. The villagers watched in awe as they saw the child decimate the army of soldiers.

The entire fight was a blur, as the child pushed the army back only forty were left by the time the burly man who had somehow managed to avoid the blond's onslaught called for a retreat, which in all honesty didn't take to long for the very simple fact the gate was only about ten feet behind them.

The blonds right arm glowed as he watched the man flee standing in the gate as a glow faded from his eyes, a dragon tattoo was revealed as the glow receded into his arm. The dragon was black and silver as it wrapped his arm silver eyes glowing with approval as he stared down at it and it stared up at him.

He stumbled his second wind abandoning him as he felt a hand grab his wrist.

He twisted his head, his neck protesting as he observed the girl her eyes twinkling as they stared at him. The sun had almost finished setting when he smiled at the girl. The wind howled as it kicked up dust surrounding the two as they seemed to glow. They seemed to turn transparent as the dust finally covered their bodies. The villagers stared in astonishment as by the time the dust cleared...

They had vanished without a trace and unknown to the blond a new chapter was added.

To the legend of the last light prince.