This story is going to be pretty long. In fact, it's going to have one chapter for every episode of the A:TLA. Hope you enjoy!

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Book one: Fire

Chapter 1: The ones in the Iceberg

Water. Earth. Fire. Air.

My grandmother use to tell me stories about the old days. A time of peace, when the Avatar kept balance among the Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, and the Air Nomads. But that all changed when a second Avatar was born—an unreadable omen that the Fire nation would attack. For though trouble was foretold, it was impossible to tell why.

They say that no Avatar is perfect. So to keep balance in the world, even at the demise of the Avatar, a second would be born if chaos loomed on the horizon.

Only the Avatars mastered all four elements; only they could stop the ruthless Firebenders. But when the world needed them most, they vanished.

A hundred years have passed, and the Fire Nation is nearing victory in the war. Two years ago, my father, and the men of my tribe journeyed to the Earth Kingdom to help fight against the Fire Nation, leaving me and my brother to look after our tribe.

Some people believed that the Avatar was never reborn into the Air Nomads, and that the cycle is broken. But I believe differently, because before they disappeared, the second Avatar was born into the Southern Water Tribe. I haven't lost hope; I still believe that somehow the Avatars will return to save the world.

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"For the last time Uncle, I don't need calming tea!" Zuko roared. "I need that Water Tribe peasant to start talking!" His eyes were lit on fire, rage contorting his face unpleasantly.

"If you send rats into the vipers nest you can not hope for results, Prince Zuko." General Iroh stated, keeping his eyes angled at the game he played alone. His nephew was strong headed, but even he should be able to see that this girl was more than an idiotic savage that the Fire Nation had stated she was through years of propoganda.

Zuko hoped that she would crack like a leechee nut, but Iroh knew otherwise. Anything this girl said was a slow oozing venom, and from the way the crew men acted, she had already bit into the skin. "What are you suggesting I do, Uncle?" his nephew barked, pacing furiously.

"Send her a worthy adversary."

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As the two Water Tribe siblings stood staring at the glaring light, two figures arose from the ice. One was a boy, with glowing arrows tattooed on his body, gusts of wind whipping his clothes about. The other was a girl, hair gleaming with a copper like hue. Both of their eyes glimmered with the same radiance.

As the luminosity faded, both tumbled off the edge of the ice, causing both Water Tribe members to leap forward. Each lowered the person in their arms gently to the snow. Sokka, the brother, had caught the girl, while he noticed his sister Katara, was left to catch the boy.

Sokka was able to glimpse the mysterious girl in his arms before she opened her pale blue eyes. Her thick mahogany locks with thin twin braids in the front, pale cocoa skin, and blue and violet clothes marked her as Water Tribe. Southern Water Tribe, to be exact. But neither he nor his sister had ever seen this person before. She seemed to be older than the boy by at least three years. Fifteen, perhaps?

And as her gaze settled slowly on the boy gazing at her, he felt panic ease from her muscles. He didn't know who she was, but from the way the nip of cold air on her cheeks only slightly reddened her skin, and the thick parka she wore, he knew she belonged here. With a small smile, she put a hand on his chest, and pushed him back on his butt.

He looked at her dumbfounded, "You were a little too close." She said with a grin.

"Katara!" he shouted, "It's alive!"

"Really, Sokka?" his sister said annoyed.

"Kana, is that you?"

"Aang?" Slowly getting to her feet, Sokka watched as 'Kana' pulled 'Aang' into a hug, "Aang, I'm so glad you're okay."

A large rumble sounded, making the two look at each other and smirk. Together they scrambled over the ice leaving the Water Tribe siblings staring after them, dumbfounded. The two siblings peeked at each other, mouths slightly agape, before running around the hollowed glacier. Sokka let out a yelp of surprise, jumping in front of his sister when they came face to face with a giant beast... that was trying to eat the twelve-year-old boy!

"What is that thing?" Sokka hollered towards the still savable girl.

"This is Appa, my flying Bison," the twelve year old laughed, falling from the monsters tongue, the buffalo blowing a large puff of air in his face.

"Right," Sokka said, unable to stop from rolling his eyes. "And this is Katara, my flying sister."

"What's it doing in the ice, what were you two doing in the ice? And why aren't you frozen?" Katara blurted, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, as she inched closer, her brother stopping her from getting actually approaching the two. The questions sobered the two freed captives until they shared a shrug.

"We have no idea, all I can remember is water, and a lot of it." Kana said with furrowed brows, before smiling at the still-flustered boy, brushing it off. Sokka felt his cheeks redden, and he knew she saw it. This seemed to only make it worse; almost as if the thought of a girl knowing he wasn't smiled at all the time, was embarrassing.

"So do you guys live around here?" Aang asked the two Water Tribe members, changing the subject.

"Don't answer that!" Sokka commanded his sister, snapping to attention. "Did you see that bolt of light? They were probably trying to signal the Fire Navy!" he growled accusingly, pointing his spear at the boy.

"Oh, yeah," Katara snorted. "I'm sure they're spies for the Fire Navy. You can tell by that evil look in their eyes." The boy smiled at that, but Kana just cocked her head quizzically to the side. Almost as if she were missing something in this conversation.

"The paranoid one is my brother, Sokka," Katara said, looking at said sibling.

Aang grinned and opened his mouth, but before he could get any words out, a massive sneeze escaped. He flew upward, the burst of wind making Kana's hair fly every which way. He slid down the ice and landed gracefully on his feet. "I'm Aang, and that's Kana!" he said, motioning over to his friend.

"You just sneezed... And flew ten feet in the air!" Sokka exclaimed, mouth drooping open. Again.

"Really? It felt higher than that. In fact, I'm pretty sure I beat my record!" Aang said with a goofy smile.

"Aang's full of hot air, that's how he can get so high," Kana laughed, placing a hand on his head making him chuckle with her, his cheeks turning a light pink.

Katara's eyes grew wide. "You're an Airbender!" she shrieked, excitement clearly rushing over her.

"Giant light beam, flying bison, Airbenders—I think I have midnight sun madness. I'm going home to where things make sense," Sokka grumbled, walking to the edge of the ice floe they were on. He looked out at the endless water and his entire body sagged.

"Hey," Kana offered, "if you guys are stuck, maybe we could give you a lift on Appa."

"That's a great idea!" both Aang and Katara yelled in unison, making Sokka scowl. It figured his sister would be willing to go so easily, she was much to trusting! He watched the 'Airbender' let out a burst of air, and fly carefully over the bison's head, grabbing the reins. Katara simply crawled up the lying beast as Sokka began to protest.

"I am not getting on that snot filled monster!"

"Would you rather some other monster come and offer you a ride home, you know, after you freeze to death?" his sister asked, sarcasm dripping from her voice. Sokka raised his finger to object again, but stopped short. Letting out a grumble, he sulked his way onto the sky Bison. Kana offered her hand from the saddle, and he reluctantly took it, allowing himself to be pulled up.

"Appa, yip yip!" Aang called out, yet the only thing that happened was the fluffy monster leaping twenty feet in the air, and belly flopping the freezing water.

"Wow, that was truly amazing," Sokka said, rolling his eyes, making Katara glare back at him.

"Appa's just tired. He just needs some rest and he'll be flying in no time. Being stuck in ice takes a toll," Kana said, petting the fluffy creature's gigantic head. Something felt off, but these two people seemed nice enough. Besides, they'd be no match for her, or Aang.

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The sun was resting on the horizon, and out at sea his iron warship sailed. In the bowels of the boat Prince Zuko stood proudly outside of his captives holding cell. His uncle had suggested one with no bars as she was, of course, a rather special "guest". That word didn't even cover what she was, a Waterbender from the South Pole, there weren't suppose to be anymore of them. "I'm going in now, open the door." he commanded grimly, the soldier stationed gaurd bowing low before doing as commanded.

He walked in slowly, the sound of a metal lock quickly following him. "Prince Zuko," a smooth voice purred, icy eyes peering at him, as if stripping away skin and bone to find the most intimate of secrets. The girls lips pulled up into a ferocious smile at his hesitation, causing his fingers to curl into a fist. "It's a pleasure to see you again, I never had the chance to tell your uncle thank you for his hospitality when I joined your little crew."

"You aren't part of my crew," Zuko snapped harshly, "you're a prisoner and a tool to get want I want."

"Is that how your father taught you to talk to a lady?" the girl clucked, shaking her head. "I'm sure he'd be very disappointed."

Something hot poked into Zuko's chest, and he recognized it almost immediately as rage. He let out a tearse breath, his uncle had warned him that showing an excess amount of emotion would be a horrible mistake. One that he couldn't afford. "My father taught me to never show mercy to prisoners, you should consider yourself lucky my uncle convinced me otherwise."

"Oh?" she asked, gliding to her feet, the shackles on her ankles barely making any sound. "And what would you have done otherwise?"

"You don't want to know." he growled, but instead of backing away, she moved forward, a smirk on her lips.

"I think the words that you're looking for are: I don't know."

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Aang was a hard sleeper. He didn't even notice when he was taken into a tent to sleep peacefully. Kana, however, was used to the sun being up, or down at odd times. Her sleeping pattern hadn't been disrupted at all, so she woke at the same time as the other Water Tribe members.

After being introduced, the tribe seemed to be incredibly kind. Especially since there were only women; who enjoyed an extra pair of willing hands to help with the chores. Not to mention, she knew they thought she was a delightful source of company.

It was like she had been a part of this place her entire life, which in retrospect, she kind of was, she just hadn't lived at this specific village. It was nice, and she found out why Sokka was strange around her. There were no girls his age around, or men for that matter. When she asked, people looked at her strangely and simply stated they were at the Earth Kingdom. She felt it best not to push for more information.

So Kana let this brush off her, and with the Tribe as they gathered to meet Aang. Sokka made a remark about his glider, and Aang jumped up into the air and flew around... And right into Sokka's watchtower.

"I bet you're tired of always being wrong," Kana said, sidling up to Sokka with a smirk. He jumped, surprised to hear a voice, and turned around.

"I'm not always wrong, I'm just a pessimist!" he said with a half glare, half scowl.

"Well... You know what they say about pessimists. They always win." Kana laughed, before Gran-Gran pulled her away, but she still caught Sokka's blush. She felt so content. Even though this wasn't her village, it sure felt like it.

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"So, how did it go?" Iroh asked when his nephew left the prisoners quarters.

"She's different then what my father told me Water Tribe people were like, she's like a wolf waiting for the kill." Zuko growled, "I don't know if I gave her any leverage, I was so concerned about keeping my head, I could have let anything slip."

"Do not worry Prince Zuko, from what I hear, if she had gotten any whiff of a weakness she would have sent you running tail between your legs." the old man chuckled, "And no one would blame you, those eyes are quite good at getting under your skin."

Zuko just grunted. "I don't know what I'm suppose to do," he hissed underneath his breath so none of his men would over hear him, "I'm not trained in interrogation."

"None of the men are," Iroh stated, "which means you're just going to have to improvise as you go along."

"And how am I suppose to do that?" Zuko snapped back.

"It seems as if you'll just have to wear her down, we all make mistakes sooner or later." the old man chuckled, "and if all else fails, just make her angry."

"That girl doesn't seem like the kind of person to easily get upset, Uncle." Zuko drawled sarcastically.

"Just say you don't like her hair, that always worked when I wanted to upset a girl." Iroh bellowed merily, clutching his stomach.

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"War? What war?" Kana asked, peering at Sokka with a confused look on her face.

"You're kidding, right?" he asked back incredulously. Kana opened her mouth to explain that she wasn't, but at that moment, a black and white bird waddled into sight.

"Penguin!" Aang shouted with glee, sprinting at a breakneck speed to catch the bird. Katara laughed and followed after him. Kana was surprised that the other girl followed the young boy. Kana herself usually never went on little trips with him, they were good friends, but a total of three years separated them. And at the young age of fifteen and twelve, that was a pretty large gap. Only one thing held them together, but Kana still couldn't shake what Sokka had said. She placed a hand on his arm. He jumped, but she only held on tighter.

"What war?"

The Water Tribe hunter's eyes widened into saucers with a sudden realization. "How do you not know about it? Wait… how long were you in that ice, Kana?"

"I only remember getting out, not how long I was in there." She said, a feeling of dread filling her stomach.

Pity rested over Sokka's features, and he took the blue-eyed girl by the shoulders. "Kana... There's a war that's been going on for a hundred years. I think you don't know about it, because it happened after you were frozen in the ice."

The ground seemed to fall out from under her. Slapping away his hands, Kana stumbled back numbly, crashing into a snow wall. "That's not possible," she whispered, sliding down to cradle her head between her knees. "I wasn't in there for a hundred years!" she screamed, shaking her head furiously, the ice splitting violently all around them.

Sokka knelt down next to her, carefully placing a hand on her shoulder. But how could he even think about losing everyone, to be completely oblivious about everything. The first time to see your home in a hundred years, and it's all but destroyed...

Kana looked up at the Water Tribe boy, and felt her face crumple. She was about to holler at him to leave her alone, but before she could open her mouth, a burst of light went off. She took the chance to forget what she had just been told, and stood in surprise. "What was that?"

"A Fire Nation flare!"

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When Zuko walked into the girls - apparently her name was Kana - cell, her head was bowed over a platter of food. His mind drew a blank when he saw her body completely relaxed, so unlike the last time he was in her cell. "Your hair is ugly." he blurted, and not a moment later, he slapped his forehead with a palm.

"Well your nose is fat, stop trying to make me change my hairstyle Kuzon." she snorted, taking a bite of bread.

"Who's Kuzon?" Zuko asked, eyes narrowing in surprise, that sounded like a Fire Nation name. Kana's hand stiffened for just a millisecond but he was still able to catch it. she peeked beyond the curtain of hair covering her face, gaze as blank as the metal walls she was held prisoner in.

"A friend, dead now I presume." she paused, "Hopefully from natural causes."

"Why wouldn't he die from natural causes." Zuko question carefully.

"Maybe because his nation found genocide acceptable, so they wouldn't really mind getting rid of him." She swallowed the last piece of food on her plate before kicking it over to him. "If you wouldn't mind?"

Zuko crouched down, eyes never leaving the Waterbender, he didn't want to find a chain around his neck, and picked up the tray. As he left the cell he could only muse on how his uncle's advice had actually been correct for once.

So what do you guys think? I personally loved writing it, so I would love to hear that you enjoyed it! R&R if you can, please. There's also a trailer for this story on my profile, so if you're still a little uncertain about continuing, go watch that XD