Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own Avatar. If I did would I be here, writing this?

A/N: Finally! I end with suspense! Or so I hope. Tell me what you think, please R&R

"Kenyasan!" Aang cried, rushing over to catch her, but having to resort to airbending as he arrived too late. "Oh god, Katara's going to kill me!" he said while trying to wake the girl up. He splashed water on her face repeatedly and shook her, but it wasn't working. "Crap!"

"Will you please tell me what's going on?" Toph said, being blind she couldn't see Kenyasan faint, but she should be able to feel it through the earth.

"Kenyasan fainted" Aang replied simply, still trying to revive her.

"I'm not stupid!" Toph said "I could feel her heart rate drop and her fall to the floor. I naturally assumed she had fainted. What I want to know is how you ended up training an airbender that Katara had with Zuko! Oh, and by the way, how is she? I'm glad to hear your on speaking terms again, it's about time."

"It's a long story" Aang said, not wanting to talk about it.

"Judging by how sleeping beauty here is snoring, I'd say we've got a while." Toph said, annoying Aang endlessly with her persistence. "Lay it on me, I'm all ears."

"But-" Aang began, ready to start protesting again. Toph shot him a glare and he shut his mouth.

"All right, fine!"

The world in which I opened my eyes was much different that the painful memory I had just left. It wasn't the burned down forest in the least, nor was it the Air Temple in which I had stood only moments before. I was on a grassy hill and could see Ankh playing in kitten form below me, chasing after a butterfly or some such.

A small leaf fell perfectly towards the ground, but before it could ever hit the grass it was captured in my hand. It was a dead brownish color, odd for this seemingly summer scene, a reminder of death in the presence of such vibrant life. On a sudden strange impulse I spoke a word from no human language I had ever heard, yet the words rolled off my tongue more smoothly than English ever had.

"De Lente opnieuw" I whispered into the air, the words gentle, growing. The leafe gained some color. I gasped in shock as it underwent this transformation.

"Terugkeer naar de groei van de Zomers" I spoke again, louder this time, my voice trembling with anticipation. Before my wondering eyes the leave flattened itself in the palm of my hand, until it became green and full like it was fresh from the tree. 'Time for one last test Kenyasan,' I thought to myself 'time to see what you can really do!' I opened my mouth to speak, and again the words I didn't know filled my head.

"Door:sturen, aan het ijs van dood" this time the words were harsh, sharp, and cold, not at all like the warm flowing growth of the first two phrases. In my hand the leaf withered and turned to dust in seconds instead of the seasons it should take. Fear of power laced my blood as I saw what I could do, but along side that fear lay ambition, slowly clawing its way up to supremacy where it would battle to fear for control of the girl in which it lay.

"Have you delivered my letter?" Katara asked Jang, the Fire Lord's personal mail man. She was dressed all in the reds and pinks of the Firenation with a crown atop her brown head and one hand rested delicately on her swollen stomach.

"No my lady" Jang said with a deep apologetic bow.

"And," Katara began, her voice dangerously sweet "why might that be?"

"Please my lady" Jang said with another bow "I went to the place you directed, but when I arrived all that was left was… a pile of ashes."

"Ashes?!?" Katara asked in obvious dismay. "Are you sure you went to the right place? Absolutely positive?"

"Completely my lady" Jang said, removing a pouch from his belt. "I also found this," he handed her the leather bag with a ceremonious dip of the head "and a trail heading south."

"A trail? Why didn't you say so?" Katara asked, taking the bag from Jang and opening it with great care. She poured the contents into her open palm and used a finger to separate the small objects within from the soot around it. Three red glass beads, a ferrous ring, and a small patch of black cloth lay amid the blackened remains of old wood. "Sugi" she whispered, closing her hand tightly.

"What my lady?" Jang asked as he tried to catch the last words his Lady of the Firenation had spoken.

"Nothing" Katara quickly covered "Jang, tell His Esteemed Fire Lord Zuko that I wish to hold a meeting with him immediately"

"Yes my lady!" Jang said, quickening his step as he left in search of the Fire Lord. Lady Katara only ever called him by his full title if it was something important or she was upset. In either case it was wisest on his part to make haste.

"Unn" I groaned, raising the hand that I wasn't using to support me to rub my temple. "My head… what happened?" I looked around, I was in the air temple again, but Aang and Toph were no-where to be seen. Ankh was my only source of companionship in the little hall. Struggling a bit I managed to get up and look around, but I could see no sign of where they would have gone.

"That's odd" I said to the little kitten that had just jumped into my lap "I wonder where they went?" Absentmindedly I rubbed her fluffy head and she made that motor noise again. She looked up at me with her slightly oversized head and let out a little Mrrow to get my attention. I let out a laugh at her persistence but it died on my lips as I looked at her eyes. Those piercing green-and-gold eyes that remained the same when she changed and held to much knowledge for such a young creature, they seemed to look into my soul. I gave a slight shiver and my breath caught for a second at the sight.

"C-can you understand me?" I asked, my voice quiet, shaking.

"Meow" was the only reply – what more could I expect from a kitten? – as Ankh jumped off of my lap and began padding outside. She paused at the entrance way and looked back at me as if to say 'Well? Are you coming?' I looked at her quizzically. How did I end up with such a weird pet? If you could call Ankh a pet, she was more of her own creature. I guess that's what you should expect from being the child of the Avatar!

"Aang said I wasn't supposed to leave the Air Temple" I told the little cat. Great, now I'm TALKING to animals. What's next? Shadowbending?

Ankh gave me a look I took to mean 'If you say so' and continued on her way to the outside of the temple. Now I was truly alone, not even the little cat thing to keep me company. After a few seconds I decided I couldn't take it any longer, I ran outside, looking around for Ankh.

"Mew" came the tiny voice; she had been waiting for me outside the entranceway. If cats could smirk I'd swear that she was doing exactly that judging by the way those eyes sparkled, the tilt of her head, and the slight hint of amusement in her voice. Suddenly though, her face became dead serious as she continued on, growing as she went until she was about up to my waist. Though her fangs weren't as big as they were when she was fully grown they still looked sharp and formidable. I followed her in silence.

We came to a balcony and Ankh stopped, looking at me with those ever intelligent green eyes. Her meaning was clear: what I did now was up to me alone, but if I needed her help she would be there. I looked over the edge of the balcony; below it was a long procession of people in the reds and golds that mother had once told me were the colors of the old Firenation. Several feet in front of them stood a young male dressed in a deeper shade of red and black. I froze.

It was him.

A/N: I'm always open to idea's, even if I know the stories ultimate ending. If you have something to say tell me. If I put it in I'll make you a drabble or a picture or somethin'.