Hello, people of fanfiction! Welcome to my first ever Avatar: The Last Airbender fanfiction story. This is an idea me and my friend had for a few months, and I hope you guys enjoy it...anyway, I don't own anything, except for my OC'S.

NOW LET'S GO ON WITH THE STORY!

Far away on a distant planet called Elysium, we see large ships hovering over the small planet as it decimated everything in sight. The Detanons, a highly advanced species that resembled humans, tried to fight back against the space invaders with everything they had. But even though the Detanons weapons were more scientifically advanced, they were outnumbered one million to one.

We then zoomed in on the small planet to see a middle-aged man leading a team of three as they ran across the destroyed remains of what used to be their city. The old man motioned his team to stop running as he peeked over a corner, and his eyes widen at the sight of a small bomb landing near his feet.

The middle-aged man is 45-years-old with long brown hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and a large scar on his right eye. He wears an armor that resembles motorcycle suits, albeit with blue fluorescent-like glowing strips illuminating them. His name is Tarkal Ecojifan, and he is the commander of the small group.

"Get down!" He screamed as the bomb went off, and everyone was sent flying. Tarkal coughs as he sat up from the ground and turned to his team. "Is everyone alright?" Tarkal asked as everyone weakly nodded, and he sighed in relief. "Good."

"Commander! Ventis incoming!" A large man screamed as everyone pulled out their blasters and took cover behind a pile of rubble. The large man is 30-years-old with short black hair, brown skin, green eyes, and wears similar armor to Tarkal. His name is Eldredth Garru, Tarkal trusty second in command.

The Ventis, a race of 9-feet-tall reptilian-like monsters wearing similar armor to Tarkal and his team, except colored orange, appeared out of the shadows as they hissed and pulled out their own blasters. The Ventis maniacally laughed as they opened fire on the small squadron, and the Detanons shot back. Suddenly an orange-colored tank appeared out of nowhere, and more Ventis showed up as they opened fire on the group.

"They broke through the front lines!" Eldredth screamed.

"I lost contact with the capital." A woman says before yelping in pain as a stray energy blast flew by, and hits her in the leg. The woman is 24-years-old with short red hair in the shape of a bob cut, green eyes, fair skin, and wears armor that is similar to her team. Her name is Allana Condo. "Aah! My leg!" Allana screamed while holding her leg in pain as Eldredth shot back before heading towards the woman as he picks her up bridal style.

"Allana!" A short man worriedly screamed as Eldredth brought the woman to safety and laid her down. The short man is 25-years-old with short spikey black hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and wears similar armor to his team. His name is Rune Sarek.

"I'm fine, honey. It's just a flesh wound." Allana says, trying to reassure her husband.

"There's too many of them commander, and we have an injured party here," Eldredth says as Tarkal looks around anxiously.

"Where the hell is Naxon with our rides!?" Tarkal asked as a loud yell was heard, and they look up to see a teenage boy whooping excitedly as he rode on a high tech hoverbike, and landed in front of them. The boy is a 14-years-old boy with short brown hair, baby blue eye, fair skin, and wears similar armor to the team. His name is Naxon Ecojifan, Tarkal's nephew. The teen smirked at the surprised groups as 4 more bikes appeared, leaving behind a blue trail as they landed in front of the group.

"Sorry, I was a little late. Traffic was horrible." The kid joked before going pale as he noticed a large ship hovering over them. "Uh, uncle Tarkal. I think we're in trouble." The kid says as his team looked up and saw a familiar ship that made their skin crawl.

Inside the ship, we see a man sitting on a large throne as he stared at the screen, showing the terrified Detanon's, with disgust as a Ventis approached him. The man is a tall, broad-shouldered man with short black hair, black goatee, and wears armor similar to the Ventis, except that he has a short cape. His name is Tes'lar Yhujunah, general of the Ventis Empire.

"General. We had confirmed that the group down below is Commander Ecojifan and his group." Ventis says as General Tes'lar smirked.

"Really? Good to know. Hand me the mic." He says as the Ventis gives him the mic, and General Tes'lar took a deep breath.

"Commander Ecojifan. You and your team surrender to the Ventis, or you will be terminated." His voice boomed out as the ship aimed their weapons on the Detanons, while the Ventis on the ground did the same.

"Everyone, fall back! Get to the tower!" Tarkal commanded as he threw a smoke bomb on the ground, distracting the Ventis as the team got on their bikes.

"After them! Don't let them escape!" General Tes'lar screamed as the ship opened fire on the dust cloud. Luckily, Naxon and his group flew off in time as they avoided the energy blasts, and made their escape.

The Ventis on the ground hissed angrily at their enemy as Naxon, and the group flew across the destroyed ruins of their fair city and reached a large tower located in the middle of the planet. The group landed on a launchpad and got off their bikes as Tarkal looks up and curses as he saw the ship from earlier heading straight towards them at a slow pace.

"What do we do now, uncle," Naxon asked as Tarkal gave him a grim look.

"Elysium has fallen. We need to go to the escape pods. There are other Detanons scattered across the galaxy. We must reach them if we hope to survive." Tarkal says as his team nodded and got into the escape pods with Allana and Rune sharing the same one as he treated her wound.

"No, uncle! We can't leave! This is our home, we cannot let those bastards get away with this!" Naxon says, not willing to leave his planet behind.

"I know how you feel, Naxon, but if we stay here, we would surely be killed."

"If that's the case, then so be it. I would die in honor of protecting my people." Naxon says as he walked with his blaster ready, but his uncle stopped him.

"Getting yourself killed isn't going to save Elysium, Naxon!" Tarkal screamed as Naxon stopped walking and sadly sighs as he realized his uncle was right. Tarkal face softens as he walks over to his nephew and hugs him as Naxon cried softly. "We will fight on my nephew, but we must find refuge first," Tarkal says as he leads Naxon to a space pod, and programmed the coordinates. "I found a planet that is well hidden and far away from here. Planet CV-52." Tarkal says, showing Naxon a small hologram of the planet as his nephew stared at it mesmerized. "You're going there and establish a base for us. Once we gathered the others, we will join you." He says, before bending down to his nephew's eye level and gave him a solemn look. "You must protect the planet at all costs, Naxon. If the Ventis find it, then our people are truly finished." He says as Naxon nodded sadly.

"I will do my best, uncle. I won't let Ventis get there greedy hands on that planet!" Naxon says with a determined look as his uncle smiled softly, before hugging him for the last time.

"I know you will succeed, Naxon. Now, go!" Tarkal screams, running out of the space pad as Naxon sat in the passenger's seat and took the controls. Tears rolled down Tarkal's face as he watched his nephew take off into a new world and hopes that his nephew will come out alright.

"I know this was hard, sir. But it needed to be done." Eldredth says, placing an arm on his shoulder as Tarkal wiped away tears and nodded somberly.

"Yeah, I know." He says before getting serious as he turned to Eldredth. "We need to go to the space pods before the Ventis show up."

"I think that's a little too late, commander," Eldredth says, pointing up as Tarkal turns around, and his eyes widen in fear at the sight of 10 large ships pointing their guns at the tower.

"Destroy the launch pads! Let none of them escape!" General Tes'lar commanded as all of the ships charged up their guns and aimed them at the launch pads.

"Sweet mother of-" The commander says just as the Ventis opened fire.

Naxon gasped from within his planet's atmosphere as he watched the tower blow up, and he wondered if his uncle and team got out alive. After a few stressful minutes of waiting, the young Detanon sighed in relief as he noticed multiple space pods appearing on the atmosphere and then flew off into space. Naxon smiled, before frowning as he looked down at his empty planet with great sadness, knowing that this was the last time he would see it and his family for a rather long time. Drying off his tears, Naxon determinedly nodded as he grabs the controls, and took off as he headed straight towards the planet CV-52.


A few months later, we cue at planet CV-52, where we see a young teenage girl sitting on the ground as she stared at the ocean with great determination. The teenage girl is 14-years-old with long dark-brown hair tied up into a braid, brown skin, blue eyes, and she wears a traditional Southern Water Tribe clothes. Her name is Katara.

"Okay, let's do this," Katara says as she reached out her hand, and concentrated as the water rippled and a small tendril of water appeared out of the ocean.

Katara gasped in amazement as she raised her hands, and a small ball of water levitated in the air. Katara smiled in success, not noticing a teenage boy walking up to her as he held a fishing pole in his hands. The teenage boy is 15-years-old with short dark-brown hair hold up in a ponytail, brown skin, blue eyes, and wears a traditional Southern Water Tribe clothes. His name is Sokka, Katara's older brother.

"Hey, Katara!" Katara screamed in fright as she lost her concentration, and the water fell back into the ocean.

"Sokka! You made me lose focus!" Katara angrily yells as she tries to call the water back, but couldn't.

"Oh, sorry about interrupting your little magic training."

"It's not magic. It's bending." Katara says with an annoyed look as Sokka waved her off.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Anyway, look at what I found with my trusty fishing pole." Sokka says as he reached into his bag and pulled out a tiny fish. "Well, what do you think?" Sokka asked with a proud smirk as Katara stared at it blankly.

"It's...certainly bigger than the last one you caught," Katara says as Sokka grins.

"I know, right?" Sokka says as he pockets the fish. "I guess, I'm getting better at fishing," Sokka says as Katara was about to retort when suddenly a loud boom was heard from the sky. The siblings looked up and saw a small object falling from the sky.

"Whoa! Is that a meteor!?" Katara asked her brother, who shook his head.

"Not likely. It's too small to be a meteor, and is not being burned up by the atmosphere." Sokka says while stroking his chin in thought as the small object crash-landed on the snow a few feet ahead of them.

"Come on, let's check it out!" Katara says as she runs off.

"Hey! Katara, wait!" Sokka screams as he follows his sister, and they found a small black ball sitting in the middle of a large crater it made.

"Whoa, what is it?" Katara says, inspecting the pod as her brother frowns.

"I don't know," Sokka says, poking the pod with his fishing pole as he eyed it suspiciously. "You think it belongs to the Fire Nation?"

"Doubt it. It doesn't look like anything the Fire Nation can make." Katara says.

"Hmmm, maybe," Sokka says as he touches the space pod, and it made a loud noise as it started opening. "Whoa!" Katara yelled in surprise as Sokka grabs her hand, and pulled her back protectively as he held out his fishing pole like a sword.

"Stay back, Katara!" Sokka yells as the doors opened, and the siblings were perplexed to see a 14-year-old boy stepping out of the space pod as he groans in pain, and face-planted on the snow. Katara took a step forward as she placed her fingers on his wrist and sighs in relief as she found a pulse.

"Good news, he's not dead." Katara while sighing in relief as she checked over his body and noticed he had quite a few injuries. "Bad news, he needs medical attention," Katara says as Sokka gave her a worried look.

"Whoa, wait, Katara! You have no idea who he is. What if he's a spy for the Fire Nation?" Sokka says as Katara ignored him and grabbed the teen by his shoulders.

"Spy or not, I refused to let anyone die in front of me if I don't do something about it. Now help me pick him up." Katara says as Sokka still looks unconvinced. "If he attacks us, you have full permission to take him out," Katara says as Sokka smirked and went to help his sister.

"I can go with that," Sokka says as Katara rolled her eyes, but smiled appreciatively at her brother as they dragged the unconscious boy back to their village.


"Do you think he will be, okay?"

"This boy is lucky when you found him when you did, or else his wounds would've gotten worse in the snow. But the good news is that he will be just fine."

"Oh, that's a relief."

"Well, now that Gran-Gran healed him, let's tie him up before he wakes up."

"Sokka!"

"What? I'm just being cautious, Katara."

"We had a deal! You won't hurt him unless he attacks us first!"

"Shh, I think he's waking up."

Naxon groans as he opens his eyes, and saw a group of people watching him apprehensively as he sat up, and looks around his new environment curiously. Naxon looks down as he noticed that his armor was gone, minus his pants thankfully, and his upper body was covered with bandages.

"Where am I?" Naxon asked, silently happy that he studied the native's language over the last few months as an old woman stepped up and gave him a warm smile. The old woman is an 80-year-old woman with short white hair, blue eyes, brown skin, and she wears traditional Southern Water Tribe clothes. Her name is Kanna.

"You're in a small village located in the South Pole. My grandchildren told me that a weird metal ship crashed landed near here, and found you in the middle of the wreckage. You suffered quite a bit of injury, so my granddaughter and grandson brought you here so I can heal you."

"Really?" Naxon says as Kanna nodded, and he turned to the siblings. "Thank you guys for saving me,"

"You're welcome. Oh, we forgot to introduce ourselves. My name is Katara, and this is my brother, Sokka." Katara says as she pointed at Sokka, who looks away. "Don't mind him. He's not used to new people."

"I'm Kanna. But you can call me Gran-Gran." Kanna says as Naxon nodded.

"Good to meet you all, my name is Naxon Ecojifan," Naxon says before freezing up as a small patch of snow suddenly landed on his head. "Ah! What was that!?" Naxon screams, swatting the snow away as the others gave him weird looks.

"Calm down, that was just snow," Katara says as Naxon stared at her, confused.

"...Snow?" Naxon asked while tilting his head as Sokka rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, snow. You know, like this." Sokka says, opening up to reveal the snow-covered area as Naxon gasped.

"Whoa!" Naxon says in amazement as he stood up, ignoring Katara's plea to rest as he ran outside. "So, this is snow?" Naxon says, poking the snow with his feet as he stared at it in wonder. "Interesting. We don't have snow on my planet." He says as Sokka stared at him oddly.

"You're planet? What do you mean by that?" Sokka says as the rest of the group showed up.

"Oh, you don't know? I mean, I thought it was obvious by my spaceship. Anyway, I'm an alien."

"...What's an alien?" The group asked as Naxon face-planted.

"Y-You don't know what's an alien is?" He asked as everyone nodded. "Well, let me explain. An alien is a being who is not native from your home planet. For instance, from your perspective, I'm an alien. But to me, you guys are the aliens."

"So, you're telling us that you weren't born on Earth? That there is life up there?" Sokka asked while pointing up in disbelief. Sokka personally didn't really believe Naxon's claim of being an alien. But he was intrigued by the idea of life existing outside of planet Earth.

"Earth, huh? So, that's your planet's name. Good to know. Anyway, to answer your question, there is a whole huge world out there that your minds couldn't even comprehend." He says as the group looked up at the sky in wonder and awe. Could there really be life outside of planet Earth? "This is the first time I went off-world. But my uncle used to tell me stories of all the planets he visited when he went on missions," Naxon says, but then his eyes widen as he realized something. "Speaking off, I think it's time I go back to my mission."

"Mission? What kind of mission?" Katara asked as Sokka stared at Naxon suspiciously.

"Well, it's-" Naxon says before perking up as he noticed a few people crowding around them. "I don't want to alarm you guys. But, I think we're under attack," Naxon says with a nervous tone as Katara looks at the villager before looking at him as she giggles.

"You don't have to be scared, silly. These are just the villagers." Katara says while stepping up as she decided that introductions were needed to be made. "Naxon, this is the entire village. Entire village, this is Naxon." Katara introduced as Naxon waved.

"Yo." He greeted as everyone took a step back. Naxon sweatdropped as he leaned over to Katara. "What's up with them?" Naxon whispered.

"You have to forgive them, they're not used to foreigners. Especially the ones from out of space." Katara says as the villagers got confused.

"Outer space? What do you mean by that?" A villager asked as Naxon sighs.

"Okay, let me explain what an alien is and then what my mission is," Naxon says, sitting down on a log as the rest sat by him. "Okay, to make a long story short, an alien is a being who is born from a different planet. For instance, I'm a Detanon, and I was born on the planet Elysium."

"A different planet? But our planet is the only planet." A man says as Naxon shakes his head.

"Not really. There are millions, maybe billions of worlds out there with life." Naxon says as the villagers stared at him in shock and awe.

"That's good to know, but what was the mission you were talking about?" Katara asked.

"Well, let me explain. My home planet Elysium is being invaded by a race of aliens called the 'Ventis'. There are these big lizard-type things that like to invade other planets. 7 years ago, they showed up to conquer our planet, but we won't let that happened, and we attack them!" He says as everyone got invested in the story and motioned him to continue.

"But sadly, while our technology is far superior, the Ventis outnumber us from one to a million, so we to retreat. My uncle and our team flew off to recruit more Detonans across the galaxy, while I was sent here to establish a base. I'm mad and sad that I had to abandon my planet, but like my uncle said we needed more numbers to fight the Ventis, and until he finds more recruits. I will stay here to complete my mission at all costs! Even if it means my death!" Naxon says as everyone stared at him wide-eyed.

"Wow, what an amazing story," Sokka says as he clapped sarcastically, before glaring at Naxon as he got to his face. "Or maybe it is a highly fabricated lie to let our guard down so you can have the Fire Nation burn us down!" Sokka screams as Katara glares at him.

"Sokka!" Katara screamed as Naxon gave him a confused look.

"Fire Nation? What's that?" Naxon asked as everyone gave him bewildered looks.

"How could you not know what the Fire Nation is?"

"What part of me being an alien does not make sense to you? I may have studied somethings from your planet, but not your history. So, I have no idea what the Fire Nation is." Naxon says.

"Here, let me explain what the Fire Nation and a brief history of our planet," Katara says as she sat down next to him and begins to tell him the history of her planet. For the next 30 minutes, Katara had begun explaining to Naxon about the Four Nations, bending, the Avatar, and the hundred-year-old war. "...And, that's about it." Katara says, finish explaining as Naxon stared at her, surprised.

"Wow, you threw a lot on me. A hundred-year-old war? Not even the Ventis had invaded us for that long." Naxon says as he placed his hand on his temple and tiredly sighs. "With this war going on, my mission is going to be a lot harder than I thought."

"Well, if you want to establish a base, young man. I suggest that you go to the Northern Water Tribe on the North Pole." Kanna says, stepping up as Naxon turned to her. "If you talk with their leader, I'm sure they will allow you to establish a base there."

"Really?" He asked as Kanna nodded. "Then, that is where I need to go." He says before groaning in pain as he grabs his sides.

"You're still hurt. Come on, you need some rest." Katara says as she grabbed his arm and walks him back to the medical tent. All of the villagers dispersed as Sokka stood by, glaring at Naxon suspiciously.

"Space wars, life on other planets, yeah right," Sokka says with a scoff as he turned to his grandmother. "Can you believe this, Gran-Gran?" Sokka asked as she shrugs.

"It is hard to believe, but you did say this boy crashed landed here on a metal ship, and he didn't know what snow was. Maybe he is telling the truth." She says as Sokka glares, and she sighs. "If he is lying, you can take him out," Kanna says, walking off as Sokka smirked.

"I'm down with that," Sokka says, walking off to continue fishing.


"I'm sorry about, Sokka," Katara says, walking into the tent as Naxon followed her.

"It's fine," Naxon says, laying down as Katara changed his bandages.

"It's just that ever since Dad left, he had been a little high strung about protecting the village. It's nice that he cares so much about protecting our people, but I wish he relaxes every once in a while." She says before going silent as she remembered that her dad was still gone and got sad. Seeing this, Naxon decided to cheer up.

"I know how you're feeling." He says, surprising her as she finished changing her bandages. "It's been hard getting by all of these months without my uncle and friends. But whenever I'm looking out at the stars, I remember that my family is out there. Fighting to protect our planet, so I should be fighting as well," Naxon says as he puts on a spare shirt that Katara lends him ad turns to her. "Whenever you miss your father, just look out into the ocean and remember that he's striving to protect your village, and you can help him by being strong for him,"

Katara stared at him in surprise, not believing how someone so young can be so wise as she smiled and nodded. Naxon smiled as well before yawning as he rubbed his eyes.

"You had a pretty busy day today, you should get some rest," Katara says as Naxon nodded and laid down. "Hey, I know that you have an important mission and everything. But since you haven't fully recovered yet, I was wondering if you could stay here until you fully healed?" Katara asked as Naxon thought carefully.

"Hmm, while my mission is urgent, I'm sure it's going to take my uncle a few months before he can gather reinforcements, so sure, I will stay," Naxon says as Katara smiled. "But only until I'm back at 100%." He says as she nodded.

"Of course. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." With that, Katara left the tent as Naxon closed his eyes and smiled, before frowning as he stared up at the ceiling in deep thought.

"Don't worry, uncle. I won't forget my mission. Once you returned, there will be a base here waiting for you, and once we grouped up, we will send those bastards packing!" Naxon says with great conviction as he closed his eyes and went to sleep.


And done! I hope you guys enjoyed the episode, and for you guys don't get confused, Naxon and Katara are NOT going to be a couple! I ship Aang and Katara too much for that to happen. Naxon and Katara are mostly going to be like brothers and sisters.

Anyway, as always, I will catch you all later.