Alright, I am really happy today! I just got my 5000th view for meant to be! Or is that bad? I can't tell…

I am just a 12 year old boy, trying to have a normal life, but WRITING TOOK OVER ME. I wanted to be a computer programmer, but this is going the wrong way, not that I don't like it… I know that I still have a lot of time to change, but it's so confuseing…

Most people at my afternoon school choose not to write, although I've read some of their stories, and they are AMAZING. Seriously. I won't ever be like them.

That's it, I am going to take out my frustration on the disclaimer guy.

Disclaimer- (shouting while running) I do not own Avatar: The last Airbenderrrrr!

(P.S. I have just noticed that this entire story was in the course of 2 days, from Aang drowning in the stream to the battle.

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Time seemed to slow down as the fireball struck his body, burning him from top to bottom. His eyes closed halfway as he fell, and it seemed like there was no sound when he hit the floor.

The doctor was dead.

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Katara and Sokka stood there, wide-eyed. Suddenly, the bones of the general's skin dissolved, leaving the bones of him shown. Inside his heart was a black necklace. It was beautiful, but as Katara picked it up with a handkerchief, making sure she didn't touch it, she knew it was the thing that turned the general inhuman. She carefully dropped it on the ground, and then raised her head to watch the sunrise, tears once again forming in her eyes. Suddenly, she spotted a piece of yellow clothing floating on the surface of the ocean, around 40 feet from the boat. Aang?

Katara immediately jumped into the water once again, and swimming to the place she saw the piece of clothing. It's Aang's shirt. He must have left it not long ago, after I searched for him. He must be near! And so Katara dived underwater, searching for anything that looked like a body. She was beginning to lose hope again, but suddenly, as if the ocean god was guiding her, she found him, his pants floating in the water, caught on an underwater plant, which kept him from floating above. Katara used her waterbending to make Aang's a piece of Aang's pants tear off, where it was stuck. Katara quickly grabbed him, and performed her master waterbending once again to make a jet of water, pushing them up onto the surface.

Katara desperately listened for a heartbeat, but failed. She didn't give up as she removed the ocean water from Aang's body, out of his mouth. Aang was still not breathing. Having lost all hope, she hugged his body tightly and weeped silently, tears dripping down her cheek onto Aang's shoulders. What has he done to deserve this? He never wanted to be the Avatar, he just wanted to be a regular bender who lived lives like the rest of us. He hasn't done anything wrong! It isn't meant to be like this...

Now will you admit it?

It was the voice again, haunting her mind.

Go away

Admit it.

Admit what? What are you talking about?

Admit that you love him.

Katara stared at Aang's face, and each and every single moment she regretted seeing that expression-less look.

I love him.

As if on cue, the ocean suddenly formed a water sphere, and inside it was a beautiful girl with white hair. She had a white dress, which covered her arms, legs, hands, and feet in a ghostly way.

"Who are you?"

"I am the voice you were talking to. I am the one whom brings hope when all seems lost. And I am the one… that will bring Aang back."