Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar or Pokemon.

Okay, so the main character is a fake Pokemon. If you need a picture, go to my homepage (link found on profile), and you should find one there.

There'll be real Pokemon in it, don't worry. There actually won't be that many fakes. Only one or two, maybe more later on.

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Chapter 1

The stars were just beginning to fade as Shagar crossed the river. The horizon blazed scarlet with the light of the rising sun, and a faint breeze caused the sparse desert grasses to sway as if they were dancing.

Shagar belonged to a species of Pokemon called the Frozero, a four legged ice type Pokemon. Her fur was the color of autumn leaves: bright gold. Black markings resembling a pair of crescents, with short line segments jutting horizontally out of either end, ran down her back and tail, with more running around her elbows and knees. There was one additional marking on each of her floppy ears, as well as one on her forehead. Half of a marking was etched into her fur pattern just below her left eye, with its opposite residing above her right. Two connected halves of a marking formed a hard, boney structure on each side of her tail's end. Attached on her arms' undersides were her wings, thin, lightly golden and bat-like, with the ability to fold up out of sight. And finally, staring out at the world which she'd grown to love, were her deep blue eyes, sparkling with curiosity and humor.

She'd been traveling all night. It was no good traveling in the day, mainly with the heat of the unforgiving sun. On top of that, being an ice type didn't help much either. Her paws ached, and she was exhausted from walking.

At least it was the weekend. The leaders of her boarding school had been nice enough to allow the students to do whatever they wanted on the weekend. With rules as strict as they were, and with a war going on, any break was a welcome one.

As she came to the top of a rocky hill, Shagar noticed a glow on the horizon. It was different from the glow of the sun. It danced against the shadows cast by the rocks, and was orangey-redish in color. Curious, she decided to investigate.

Reaching the light didn't take long. Peering around the rocks, Shagar was careful not to be seen. She was in an area in which was very rocky. There were plenty of places to hide, but there was open ground between possible hiding spots, and since a sheer cliff face filled most of her view, there was only one direction to run in if she encountered an unfriendly character.

Sheltered by the cliff, was a camp. And by the looks of it, it was a Fire Nation camp. A big one at that. Covering a large area, the camp was filled with tents, campfires, and soldiers. They just seemed to be starting their day. Shagar crouched low the ground and began to creep around the rocks for a better view. She'd never seen anything like this before. Sure, she'd seen people from the Fire Nation, and she'd seen camps, but this was different. This was on their land. Pokemon land. She couldn't help wondering what they were doing here.

She crept silently past one of the more impressive looking tents, light on her paws. A guard had been posted outside the tent, but he looked as if he was mixed up in his own thoughts, half asleep. Sucker. Shagar thought to herself. Who posts a guard who can't keep himself awake for a couple of hours? She wondered for a moment what could possibly be in that tent and if she should try to look inside. Whatever it was had to be important if it needed its own guard. She quickly pushed the thought away. It wasn't worth the risk.

Suddenly, the sleepy guard looked up. Shagar froze, not sure if she'd been seen or not. Surely not. She'd been careful to stay behind the brush, and she was almost certain she hadn't made a sound. Her mind spun. What was her excuse if she got caught?

For what seemed like forever, she stayed perfectly still and perfectly silent. Her heart was racing a thousand miles a minute, and it pounded so loud in her ears that she feared the guard could hear it too. She breathed so shallowly that she was barely breathing at all, and all her energy was going into resisting the urge to turn tail and run. Her eyes were fixed on the guard.

To her relief, the guard sighed and looked away. He shut his eyes for a minute as if he could barely stay awake. Taking the opportunity to her advantage, Shagar made a mad dash to the rocks across the 

clearing without looking to see if she'd been spotted. Catching her breath, she poked her head around a rust colored boulder.

A few soldiers were scattered around the campsite, doing various chores. None of them seemed to take notice of her. Good.

She had an irresistible urge to stay, to snoop around and discover what business the Fire Nation had there. Unfortunately, she knew she couldn't. Not only would the risks be too great, but she had a school to get back to. There wasn't a guarantee she'd find anything anyway. Even then, the urge was enthralling, and she made a silent promise to herself to return to the campsite as soon as she could.

Excited, Shagar took one last look at the camp, and turned back towards the direction of the school. This was something she had to show her friends. But not right now. Not this weekend. It'd taken her a full day to get here, and there was no way she'd get a bunch of people here and back by Monday. Next week for sure. She promised herself.

Just as the sun poked over the horizon, she started her journey home.