The war was over. They had finally won. The predictions were right, and with the aid of a rare celestial phenomenon, they had crushed their enemies.

Vibrant red flags decorated the four nations. The avatar was defeated once and for all. The firenation had finally succeeded in world conquest.

It had all happened quite fast. The avatar and his allies had ambushed the palace, the sun slowly darkening as they pushed back the firelord's defense. When they reached the throne room, they were prepared to win. But the one thing keeping them from dying had disappeared. The sky was no longer black, and instead burning red as Sozin's comet rained down.

After having his bending abilities increased tenfold, Ozai found defeating the avatar to be child's play. Once done with the avatar, Ozai turned his attention to the other benders, and killed them as well. However, he did not kill his son. Instead, he decided it would be better punishment to let him die slowly in prison, with all the other traitors.

Now, there was celebration. All over the world, people elated at the nation's victory. They understood that this is what they needed; to be united together as one nation, ruled by the superior element.


Author's Notes: Sorry, no Zutara this time. Instead, you get Ozai killing Aang. Not a very happy ending.

Oh, I probably won't be posting tommorow, because it's Canada, so I'll be out celebrating and stuff. I'll try and post on Monday, though.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar, or it's creators. I'm merely there humble worshipper. Err, I mean, fan.