Preface

So if you have read this far, you have gotten past my horrible naming skills (seriously, if anyone has any better ideas, I would be glad to hear them), potential bad description, and other potentially harmful first impressions. This is the first fan fiction I have ever written, or started writing, and I realize that my wording or writing style may come off as awkward or clunky. Just apologizing in advance.

The goal of this is to help channel my imagination toward something that might help my writing skills, and I will likely write and submit chapter by chapter, except for the prologue and first chapter or so. The basic premise of the story is similar to a self insert, in that I plan on using a main character that is an original character, who interacts with the main characters of the show.

So, please leave a review or some sort of constructive criticism, and enjoy the story!

In a room inside of a large, snow clad building, two figures sat at the table. They were clad in similar attire: warm, thick clothing that was suited to the icy climate in which they were currently conversing, though their apparel did not share the same color. They were also of a similar age, though the young woman sitting on one side of the table in the middle of the room wore a blue, icy color, while the young man sitting opposite wore red and orange. The differences did not end there, for the young woman was wheelchair bound, her dark, braided hair framing the side of a saddened face. The young man sitting opposite her wore his equally dark hair short, and his face was slightly cheerier, though a focused observer could detect and underlying worry beneath his otherwise calm face. He appeared to be unsure of something, as if he did not know if continuing with the current topic was the best idea.

"Are you sure you want me to tell you the story?" He asked. "It may take quite a bit of time to tell, and I am not sure it would be the most interesting thing to spend hours listening to."

"I really don't really have anything else to do," the woman responded gruffly. "And even if I did, it might be interesting to get a perspective on Avatar Aang that wasn't from Katara."

"If you insist." The man shrugged, knowing that his companion would likely find some way to get out of listening to the story if she did not find it interesting. "Well, as you know, my grandfather was born and raised in the Fire Nation, and my great-grandfather was an old friend of the Dragon of the West."

He paused, watching the curling wisps of water vapor emanating from the cup of tea in front of him drift slowly up towards the ceiling as he pondered how to continue the story. He was surprised at how interested the woman across from him was in the story.

"He eventually grew to become friends with the son of Firelord Ozai, Lord Zuko, who was just Prince Zuko at that time, and had a rather uneventful childhood, up until his friend Zuko was exiled," he continued, taking a sip of the rapidly cooling tea before him. "It was then that Iroh asked my great-grandfather if my grandfather Solus would accompany Prince Zuko in his exile, to fill the role of a friend and to practice firebending with the Prince during his search for the Avatar. It was a great honor for the whole family, and the two would go on to become great friends…."