Kyana

Night was my favorite time of day. The beauty of the moon, the swift winds, and the strength of my bending. My element was the greatest, period. Water. It was definitely the most versatile. I could do anything with it. Anything. So seeing a few jerks on the streets of Republic City just made this night ten times better. Just a slight motion in my hand and they didn't know what hit them.

"What the hell?!"

The sweet sound of a struggle. The good thing about being a waterbender was that if you came from the right family, you could also bloodbend. Bloodbending was my specialty. I didn't need a full moon. Just the willpower and I had plenty of that. This might've been one of the best nights of my week. Until I heard footsteps approaching.

Someone always has to ruin the fun. I found a few more guys nearby, probably shipyard workers, who just so happened to be in the wrong place at the right time, and decided they would fight whoever this was for me. I wasn't really into putting effort into anything that didn't interest me, so I slipped into the water before whoever arrived.

To the side, I angle myself so I can see everything on land. I doubt this teenage looking guy who showed up would expect me to be fully submerged. He surveys the scene, first noticing the grip on the low lives I have. Then noticing the moon, he starts piecing together the signs.

His first move was to light his fist on fire. My first move would be simple enough, throwing a body in his direction. He evades that and manages to not get caught in my subsequent water wave. The second person I send his direction nearly lands a hit.

He paused a moment, then sets fire to the wooden docks. Instead of a real response, I simply raise enough water to put out his fire, which clearly annoys him some.

"Stop wasting my damn time," he calls out.

This whole encounter was getting boring, so I decided to move things along. Sinking down into the ocean, I surrounded myself, making sure to not get my hair wet. I slowly elevate myself out of the water, loving the feel of being surrounded by it. Before I have fully emerged, I heard a slightly annoyed tone, "I hate to ruin your slow motion entrance, but I'd love to get this over with!"

I did enjoy that I was getting on his nerves, but eventually, I turn around to see that the kid was definitely that. A kid. A fix foot teen, but a kid all the same. What was with the cops? Letting two kids like us do crap that could kill us? That was exactly the reason why I didn't give a shit about what was supposedly right or wrong. I decided that for myself.

When I settled on the docs, I was greeted with "Instead of being enemies, is there any way I could change your mind? We could always settle this with words at my house or something."

C'mon bro. Really? This could come back to hurt you.

Thinking of all the ways I could destroy him, I flipped a nearby car toward him. It was almost about to hit him as I thought, he couldn't be that stupid? Nope. Burned straight down the middle. "Seriously, it doesn't have to be this way."

I thought about just knocking him off his feet, but I went another route, silence. "You could at least acknowledge my presence with a 'no' or something."

"No."

I almost laughed at the look of irritation on his face. I knew the perfect way to let this guy know who he thought he was messing with. I let go of my grip the jerks I was originally here to punish, who all looked very relaxed when I did. Really, they were pathetic. I dropped back into the ocean, with intent to wrap this up.

The worthless kids all praised him, and he seemed convinced this was over, while I made my way around to conclude this. But one of the kids said something noteworthy.

"My family owns some big companies. Give me your name and I'll make sure you get compensated for your help."

More interesting though was the firebender's response.

"My name is Zero Abyss. But trust me, I don't need the repayment. I helped because I wanted to, not because you all should owe me anything."

Zero. Hm. His philosophy almost sounded familiar. Almost.

A quick water whip to the back of his head sent him to the ground. Everyone else scattered. I leaned over him in a calculated way; I was a bender first and a tease second.

The look on his face could maybe be called genuine concern. "We'll be seeing more of each other Zero." I left him with that thought before using his blood to knock him out.

When I got back to the lake that I live around, it was almost sunrise. Time for bed. I swam to the bottom, and into a cave, I'd found a couple years back. It was the perfect place. I was alone, undisturbed by the stupidity of the city people. Free to do whatever, whenever. Only one other person even knew about this place, the earthbender who carved out the rock furniture. I would have to talk to him soon. I walked to the back wall and looked at a map of the world that hung there. It wouldn't be easy, but I would be the one to unlock the Vault of the Avatar. No matter what it took.