The Last Life

[Fire&Ice]

Prolouge

The man skimmed through the books of the massive shelf in the massive library. He was amazed by all the knowledge that could be found here. Knowledge that was at his disposal. He turned and walked briskly towards the bridge that spanned the gap between the two sided of the library. Below was hundreds of more floors that went down until it was nothing but blackness.

Before he made it across the bridge a giant winged creature screeched and landed in front of him. It was a gigantic owl-the spirit that guarded the ancient knowledge. "I know who you are." Said the spirit. "And I know why you are here. Why, thirty years ago, you decided to be trapped down here when I buried this place while the Avatar escaped."

"Took you long enough." Muttered the man.
"And I also know why you haven't aged a day." Said the spirit. "You have the Elixer Of Life."
The man smiled evily. "Yes," He said, taking a veil out of his bag. In it sloshed the liquid that would keep a man alive for eternity.
"How?" Asked the spirit. "Before you kill me and unearth this library in an attempt to take over the world, tell me. How?"

The man again smiled evily. "You should know, your the being of knowledge. And you will have plenty of time to contemplate how in death."

And with that, the man raised his fist and let loose a blast of fire so large that it covered the entire half of the library in flames. When the fire cleared, the being of knowledge was nothing more than a pile of ashes. The man laughed and fire bursted from his hands and mouth. He then raised his fists and the library rose up, heading for the earth.

"How i've missed the sun." Said the man softly.

[GuardianHikari]

Looks good! can't wait to see where this goes!

[Fire&Ice]

Chapter One

Bright moonlight dappled on the black sea. On the shore, cheerful celebrations were abound. Dancing, music, kissing and alcohol all moulded together to create one great time on the shores of the small Firenation town, as well as the rest of the world.

It was the 150th anniversary of the end of the Great War.

150 years since Prince Zuko became Firelord Zuko.

150 years since Avatar Aang defeated Ozai.

150 years of peace.

Of course, it wasn't complete peace - 100 years of war and hatred could not be healed quickly. And there was the matter of the whole anti-bender rebellion that Korra dealt with. Even now, 150 years later, the Firenation was hated in some parts of the world.

But it was sure better than that bloody war.

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Kahn was sitting on a rock, looking out into the moonlight-dappled ocean, wondering what it was like at the bottom. He wondered if-

"Hey! Kahn!" Shouted a familiar, slurred voice, shattering his thoughts.
Kahn turned to face his drunken, and underage, friend. "Zuta? Your not old enough to drink that."
"And your point?" Zuta said as he stumbled toward Kahn. When he reached him, he held up the bottle to Kahn's face.
"You gotta try this."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because we're not old enough!" Exclaimed Kahn. Then he took the bottle out of Zuta's hands and emptied it into the sand. He handed the empty bottle back to Zuta than roughly shoved him aside and started to walk back towards the party. Suddenly something smashed against his back, making the sound of breaking glass. Kahn fell down on his hands and knees and felt his back for any shards. Luckily there werent any.

He looked back just in time to throw himself out of the way as the sand were he was just standing exploded and melted into glass He dove behind a rock by the cave that many couples made-out in. He looked up over the rock and saw that the party was still going strong about 10 feet away. He also saw his attacker. His ex-friend Zuta.

"Come out and fight like a man!" He yelled as he blasted the rock with another fireball.
"Your drunk!" Kahn screamed, still ducking behind the rock. "You don't know what your doing."
"You spilled my drinks!" Screamed his drunk friend. By now, the small party on the beach had froze and was staring at the two boys. A couple of kids were giggling at them, but the rest were watching with nothing but intrest on their faces.

"Someone get an adult!" Kahn yelled towards the partygoers.
"No way!" One of them shouted. "They'll see we have alcohol."
"I cant believe these people." Kahn said to himself.
"Fine!" Shouted Kahn. "I'll go get them myself."

That was the wrong thing to say, because now about twenty people were intent on stopping him from ratting on them.
"Time to go." Remarked Kahn. He stood up and sprinted down the beach, kicking sand behind him. Luckily, no one actually shot fire at him. Not because they would feel guilty if they hurt him, oh no. They would get in even more trouble for firebending at someone.

Kahn ran up the beach as fast as he could towards the village, but he wasn't fast enough. The village jock, and bully, caught up to him. He crossed paths with him a few times, though he never caught his name. The bully stopped bothering Kahn when he realized Kahn was numb to his verbal abuse, and didn't want to physically attack the best firebender in the class.

The bully caught up to Kahn and tried to tackle him, but Kahn dove out of the way, leaving the bully to get a mouthful of sand. He growled as he spit sand onto the ground, then resumed the chase. Kahn wondered how he was being chased down like an animal because of one bottle of beer. He tried to do something good and it blew up in his face again.

Maybe he should just stop trying to do good things.

More people caught op to him, and before he knew it, he was surrounded.
"Are you going to rat on us?" Asked one of the boys.
Kahn didn't awnser, and the boy went to punch him. With out thinking he sidestepped, grabbed the boy's wrist and elbow, then snapped his arm.
While the boy screamed in pain, the others started to dogpile on him. He managed to push one of them off, but he couldnt stop all of them. soon he was crushed on the ground, with people punching him all over. His mouth was cobvered he couldnt breath-

Suddenly he wasnt in control of his body. He felt something slip inside him, something extremeley powerful. He still saw what was going on, he just couldn't control himself. This thing inside him did.
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Zuta couldnt believe his eyes. He thought it was just the beer making him see things.

Kahn somehow blew all the kids off of him with wing, throwing them yards away. And his blue eyes . . . were now glowing white.

The kids all looked up in fear at the Avatar.