The fables of Korra and tales of a mighty earth nation avatar have come and gone. Over one hundred and forty years have passed. Giving raise to advantages in technology and science. Even with bending and avatars, knowledge still proved to be the most powerful thing in the world. But more advantages meant more choices, and doesn't take much for everything to fall to ruins.
The nations went to war with each other. No longer with fighting with elements they could control themselves but with atoms and bombs. After the death of the last avatar, no one seemed to really care who the new one was. What did it matter? Nature stood no chance against the new more destructive forces. Once great cities were now rumble. Tree roots twisted around broken down Satomobiles, growing wherever they could.
Planets were not the only thing trying to make a comeback. Three little fire nation kids were climbing on broken chunks of concrete. The oldest one of trio, Tiffany, was no more than twelve. John climbed on top of a car that had a sapling growing thru it's floorboard.
Andy was digging around a pile of junk, throwing rocks and broken pieces over her shoulder. "Hey I found something!" she said brushed the dirt off a little wooden hand drum. The face of the drum had a yellow and orange swirl even though the colors have faded from their original luster and two green balls hung halfway down the wooden stick. Andy thoughtfully looked at the toy for a moment before taping on the face of the drum with her fingertips. Their life had been mostly salvaging food and anything of value so they could make it to the next day together. A dirt filled life didn't lend itself to playthings.
"Can I see it?" Tiffany asked watching as Andy spun the toy around in her hands.
"Sure here," Andy said hopping down from her pile of rubble to hand it off.
Andy moved off to climb on the "jungle gym" of a car that John was on as Tiffany looked down at the toy almost captivated by it. "Ca- can I have this?" she asked.
"Well you know the rules. Finders keepers-" Andy started, making her friend frown a little, "I was only kidding!"
Tiffany slid the toy in her bag along side a clay turtle figure. She was about to say thanks when John triumpily jumped on top of the car shouting, "I am the Avatar." To top it off the pre-teen posed dramatically like some sort of superhero.
Andy rolled her eyes while Tiffany laughed at his display. "Come on don't be so silly. There is no avatar."
"There has to be one from the fire nation. Why can't it be me?"
"Because there is no such thing anymore."
"There so totally is!"
"Guys, stop it," Andy protested, "Can we just go home? I don't want to out run the Raiders again."
- 10 Years Later -
A girl in a draped hood ran up the front of that same car. The sapling was now grown to a fine tree sticking out from the car's broken windshield. Her pants were a baggy but narrowed down into a pair of boots. "The coast is clear," Tiffany said pulling down her hood and looking back towards Andy who fell in place next to her on the street looking more like a warrior than a kid.
"Do you remember the time we here with John here?" she asked.
"Yeah," Tiffany answered letting her words trail off as she looked down at her boots.
"I wonder what he is doing now." Andy said talking out loud.
"Who cares. He's an asshole."
Andy laughed holding her hand up to Tiffany to help her down from the car.
"Thank you my dear," Tiffany started, "Come on maybe if we are lucky we will run into the Raiders. We can give them a hard time before we leave."