(A/N: So, I might get sued if I don't do a Disclaimer soon...

So, Ahem, Avatar: The Last Airbender is not mine, blah blah blah, my characters are mine however, blah blah blah, wish I did own Avatar, blah blah blah...

Okay, Chapter Start!

"Dear child, you're the Avatar Reborn."

The words rang in my ears, "He-he…" I laughed nervously, "y-you're kidding right, and I almost believed you for a second!" I was denying it, even if something told me that his words rang true. "There's no such thing as the Avatar! It's just an old wives tale!" I said, hoping that someone, anyone would back me up…

"Hana…" Daitchi said quietly.

I flashed to about two months after Mama disappeared…

Mama's gone, gone… "Humph!" I looked up, it was Kaele the 'popular' girl in our school "Well, if it isn't little Hana, where's your mommy? Oh! That's right she left you! Probably because of your no-good daddy!" two more voices joined in, "Yeeaah~!" Kaele's sidekicks, Maryssa and Temma… everyone was looking, no one could fight Kaele, so they all just looked at me with pity… Kaele hated me because I got top scores in the exams and she was supposed to be the genius…

"Hana, you know they're not lying…" He said to me. Yes, yes I knew, but I just couldn't accept it.

Then, I was ten, a year before my Mark appeared.

"Wow Hana, you've already mastered the Water Whip! You're my best student!" I smiled happily, accepting the praise.

Right outside the staff building, Kaele and her sidekicks were waiting. "So, the motherless loser learned the Water Whip." She sneered, her face distorting. "You think your sooo smart!" She stepped forward, "I don't know why Daitchi would be friends with you!" she pushed me back into newly-melted snow. Her 'friends' were right behind her laughing at me.

I ran.

As I ran, onlookers looked at me with pity. Again. I hated it; I knew they would never help me, so why even bother looking? I wanted to scream; I knew I was the outcast, because I was mother-less, because I learned fast, because Daitchi, one of the most popular kids at school, was my best friend, but mostly, because Kaele turned me into one…

"Hana, I know it's overwhelming," He probably thought I crouched because of amazement or something, "but, it's a great honor, to be chosen! Many have only dreamed of it!"

"I've only dreamed of it...!"

"a child, an eleven year old child, has mastered basic Waterbending! Amazing! Hana, you could be the greatest Waterbender in the world! But of course, since you have your Mark..." He looked at my forehead again, staring at the blue lines that appeared thirty minutes ago...

"you don't need to come to school anymore."

A few more minutes later, as I was walking home Kaele stopped me.

"Finally, they made you leave! I was getting tired of seeing your loser face every day."

I ran home then, I didn't want their pity anymore, I could stay home now, away from their eyes...

"I DON'T WANT TO BE THE AVATAR!"

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It's been about 10 hours since my breakdown, and it wasn't like me, suddenly breaking down like that. I guess it was because I just couldn't believe that I have ANOTHER thing separating me, distancing me from the world.

First it was my mother, because I lost her.

Next, it was Daitchi, because he was popular, and I was the total opposite.

Then, it was my Mark, because it showed my difference.

Now, why would I want to be the Avatar? How can I get further from normal?

There was a knock on my door. "Hana?" it's Monk Hairi, "it's time."

"Oh, okay. I'll just get dressed first."

"I'll be waiting right here."

I got up and wore my tunic, and my fur-trimmed leggings. Then, I let my hair down and fixed my 'Hair Loopies' as Daitchi called them. I opened the door to see Monk Hairi waiting for me. He looked at me and said, "Follow me Hana, and be prepared, because no one knows what will happen if we try unsealing the Avatar State."

I inhaled; I wish that they were wrong, that I wasn't the Avatar, but the only way to find out was going 'in my mind' and seeing for myself. Hey insisted, that at least they'd know if I was the Avatar or not. So instead of thinking about this, I asked Monk Hairi…

"Why do you believe the Avatar exists?"

"Ah…" he answered, "you see Hana, I am a Dreamer." I recognized that word; it was how my father was sometimes called.

"Like my father? You have 'Dream Visions'?" I asked.

"Not exactly… Yes I'm like your father, but instead of the future, I see things of the past. The true past, not the lies the Order feeds today."

"What do you mean 'the true past'?" I asked, skeptical.

"Well, you know the Legend of Aang?"

"Yeah, it's about a war where the Fire Nation tries to take over the world, and the Avatar disappeared for 100 years. Then, a Waterbender and her brother discovered the Avatar frozen in an iceberg. After that, they went on adventures, the Avatar mastered Water in the North and they met a girl name Toph supposedly she could bend metal, as if that's possible right?" I said, I mean, maybe the Avatar was slightly believable, there were loads of stories about him but Metalbenders?

"Of course it's possible." He looked at me like I should've known. "Please, continue."

"Oh, erm, the girl taught the Avatar how to Earthbend and he mastered it too. They found out that when it eclipses Firebenders lose their power and tried attacking the Fire Nation on that day, but they lost. Aang almost lost his life, but the Waterbender healed him with water from the spirit oasis, then they allied with the Prince of the Fire Nation and he taught Aang how to Firebend and in the end Aang learned to Powerbend by some Lion-Turtle and he used that against the Fire Nation, so that was how Powerbending started off. Right?"

"That is a summary of what happened, yes."

"A summary? But that was the whole thing I read from my mom's book, 'The Legend of the Avatars'!" I said, "And anyway, it's just some dumb legend to explain how humans can use Powerbending."

He looked at me with his eyebrows raised, "Do you really truly believe that Hana?"

I blushed ferociously, even though I never told anyone, I always thought that the Avatar legend was way too detailed to be JUST a legend. Sometimes, I thought they were based off real life happenings or something. "Well, not really, I always thought they were a bit too detailed to be just legends…"

"Ahh…" he smiled, "aren't you an observant girl?" I blushed again, I hated any attention directed at me unless it was from Daitchi, but that's mostly because the ONLY attention I get is from Daitchi.

"Well, you see, 500 to 600 years ago, the Order was formed, they were jealous of the Avatar's power. They wanted it, craved for it. You see, the Avatar then was considered a hero; he was the Keeper of the Balance, The Connection to The Spirit World, The One Who Is Reborn. Hana, no matter what civilization or era will blossom in the world, always remember, there are always those who crave power above all."

"Now, back to the Order, like I said they craved power, and did all they could to try to take it from the Avatar. They captured the Avatar of that time and tortured him, electrocuting him, making him go into the Avatar state, seeing if his energy may somehow be transferred to them. They failed to take it, for suddenly, no matter what they did, the Avatar wouldn't go into the Avatar state. Also his bending ability disappeared completely, and then he died a few weeks after."

"After that, they tried looking for the new Avatar, but after decades of search to no avail, they concluded the Avatar simply wasn't reborn anymore. Then, they spread rumors and lies that the boy, the one who was the Avatar was lying, that he used tricks to give the 'illusion' that he was a bender. That in truth, after examining closely, he was really a normal civilian, that he couldn't even bend one element. Soon, the rumors spread and people believed hem, since there wasn't another Avatar to prove the Order wrong. Then, slowly, the people began believing that the Avatar stories were just legends, there wasn't ever any Avatar, just people tricking the world to thinking they could bend all the elements." He finished the story with a sad look on his face.

"Oh… "It was all I could say, I might've said something like 'liar!' or 'yeah, right…' but I couldn't. The way his expressions were so real, especially when he said the previous Avatar was tortured, his faced contorted in pain, like… like he experienced it himself…

"The dream visions… do… do you… um…"

"Do I experience the dreams as another person?" I blushed, but nodded.

He sighed, "Yes, that's what happens in the dreams, I know the previous Avatar was tortured unbearably because I 'merged' with him."

"Oh… that, that must've been hard."

"Well, not as hard as you think. See Hana, I experience the dreams as the person, true, but the pain, the emotions; they are a fraction of the real thing, about one-nineteenth I think. But, further explanation should be done in another time, we're here."

I looked up, staring at the large intricately made wooden door...

That door led to the room I would never forget...

A/N: Pretty much the longest chapter I've done so far. Yay!