Ambrosia: I LOVE Naruto! But Zai isn't pregnant.. .Unless you're talking about Naruto but I don't think anyone gets pregnant there. I don't know I haven't gotten too far into the series yet.

Draco: I know, right? And thank you by the way for reading all of my stories.

Sorry the ending was rushed last time! Stupid parents... Anyways:

"I can't believe this!" I scream. The atmosphere is sunny and warm, which doesn't fit my mood at all. Fire erupts from my hands and I just watch it burn. Fire in general, not just my bending, has always fascinated. Back before my father was at war, he would light a fire and I would be entranced. I wonder how my father is doing. Suddenly the realization hits me like a pile of bricks. The whole journey from Ember Island was a bit hazy, but now a piece of my memory has returned. A big piece.

I was running along, not trying to be in a rush, but running anyways to keep myself from doing anything stupid. Soldiers were pouring over the hills now like ants. One man came close, a weapon before him. On impulse, I shoot the arrow into his chest and watch as it buries itself in his heart. The man screams in agony and I'm debating on whether or not I should just put him out of his misery. Then I see his face.

"Zai Lin?" His voice sounds so familiar...

"D-dad?"

I killed my own father.

I snap out of the memory. I will never forgive myself for the terrible deeds I have done.

"WHY IS MY LIFE SO HARD?" I yell angrily at the sky. Suddenly, almost like magic, dark storm clouds roll over the sky and it begins to pour. Huh. I run around like a retard looking for somewhere dry to sit and think about things. After a little bit, I come across an abandoned jewelry cart with a big awning. I sit myself under the awning and think.

I just killed my father, the only person who had ever loved me as much as Ji. He's dead because of me. He will never marry or have any more children, my mother and father weren't married when I was born. It's all my fault.

Thunder claps over head, almost exactly in sync with lightning. Funny how the weather seemed to depend on my emotions. What a coincidence, because I just killed the Shadow Spirit, who just happens to also be the Storm Spirit. But that's ridiculous. Just because I'd slain the Storm/Shadow Spirit doesn't mean I am the Shadow Spirit... Right? I hastily snatch a partially broken mirror off of the cart beside me. I nearly drop the mirror. My eyes , instead of being a golden amber, are stormy gray. My black hair, with sun lightened brown and black streaks is slowly fading to white. I pull out the ribbon used to hold my hair into a high ponytail and run my fingers through my ivory locks. This apparently causes the white to spread more because soon every strand of hair I have is a powdery shade of white. I drop the mirror with tear filled gray eyes.

Just when you actually want people to recognize you. My bitter thoughts laugh. It was true, though. I had always wanted a miracle to happen, changing my entire appearance so I'd be unrecognized by the Fire Nation. Due to shortages, I couldn't dye my hair and my family was poor so I couldn't afford new clothing. But now I wish that Zuko would just approach me and embrace me, while whispering that he'd never cared about that stupid girl and he only wanted me. But now he would never be able to do that. I set my face in my hands and sob more than I had ever sobbed in my life.

~This time skip is provided by me trying to lighten the mood because this story is totally depressing me...~

While I stumbled around, day after day, slowly whispers crept around the changing nation.

"Firelord propaganda.. I keep getting letters addressed to some 'Zai' person."

"Same here. The exact same message is posted on the message boards."

"I got, like, five this week."

At first I hadn't noticed that my name was spreading around the Fire Nation, because it was a common name and they must have been referring to someone else, but a feeling was starting to linger around me that they were, in fact, talking about me. I decided to take a trip to a message board. Sure enough there is a message addressed to me.

Dear Zai Lin,

I'm incredibly sorry about what I did, but I have a reasonable explanation. Chances are you'll never read this, but it's been bugging me so please, if you're still with me, just finish this letter and then you can forget about me.

So here goes:
The girl who I was with is named Mai. We met when I was still deciding what side I was on, good or evil. Soon we found ourselves in love. At first I didn't think it would work, but she proved to me that she loved me and I knew I loved her too. She even saved my life once.

At this point, I ripped the letter off the board and threw it on the ground. I knew that I paled in comparison to this girl, he had saved my sorry ass many times. He didn't need to rub it in. Whatever. I didn't care anymore.

I've only read the first part of The Promise trilogy, feel free to correct me if this is wrong.

~Another time skip but nobody sponsored this one~

"Guards! Help!"

The voice cried out from the shade of night. It came from the Palace. I had taken to sleeping under the Sakura tree near the Palace, so every word shouted was heard by my ears.

Ignoring my body's cries of protest, I bolt to the Palace ready to help. Upon entrance I could see blood everywhere, a trail of (hopefully) unconscious guards leading me to the Firelord's bedchambers. There I found more blood any disabled guards, with a person in black cornering a figure I recognized as the Firelord. I ignored all feelings I had left in my black heart and crept up on the man then pushed him to the ground roughly, pinning him down. He had a look of sheer terror in his eyes. I grinned sadistically then punched a few pressure points, causing him to fall unconscious.

"I'll let you take it from here." I spoke quietly to the Lord, then turned and was about to leave until I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Zai..." He whispered.

"Now you can count me even with your little girlfriend." I muttered, then jumped out the window, stealthily hitting the ground in a badger-cat -like way. Now that I had acquired inhuman powers, I had discovered that I was more agile, along with the whole storm thing. Also I was able to turn into Darkness for a limited amount of time. I was sure that there were more abilities just waiting to be discovered, but I was going to let nature take its course and have the abilities appear on their own. I still hadn't forgiven myself for killing my father, but I began to fight crime in his memory, kind of like a corny superhero you read about in books. I missed Zuko a lot, but the feelings were disappearing over the course of the year since the war had passed.

It's time to ditch this place and move somewhere else. I thought, and in my nomad way, I left the Palace and found a new spot to hide in the Fire Nation.

1,303 words! Yay!