Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked, completely eradicating the Air Nomads, in an attempt to prevent the Avatar from stopping them. They knew that only the Avatar, master of all four elements, had the power to stop them. They succeeded, and when the world needed him the most, he vanished. A hundred years passed and a brother and sister from the Southern Water Tribe discovered the new Avatar, an airbender named Aang. But what if Aang wasn't the last airbender? +++ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the original story or characters. This story was made for entertainment purposes only. *strays from cannon* Also, artwork used in the cover isn't mine. All credits go to the original artist (lmk if credit is needed/if I'm not allowed to use it).

Kusaki and Zukos love adventure! Hope you like!

Kota (the OC of the story) was a non bender, one of some of the people who lived in the four nations who faced many challenges. Him and his mother were forced to flee from the triads as they hid on a ship that would take them to the South Pole. To protect Kota, his mother gave herself up but sadly lost her life to the triads. When the ship finally arrived to a harbor on the South Pole, a water bender found the frightened boy and took him into his family as their own. Years later, his older sister Korra was now prepared to master all the elements as the next Avatar but when Kota was out fishing, a mysterious meteor crashed onto the ice. What came out was a black goo that reshaped and bonded with him, giving him something he wished he had as a child. The power to protect those he loved. #1 tvshowfanfic #1 Venom

Captured at birth to undergo intense experimentation because of his unique genetic-code, Subject 3's life has been exceedingly linear. But when he is chosen to be spliced with the DNA of a creature considered to be the 'perfect organism', his life takes a drastic...transformation. It also doesn't help he is the son of a god. Important Note: This is not my Story I have been given permission to post this on here if you want to read more stories like this lookup DelayedInspiration on Fanfiction.Net

The war against Gaea is over and Camp Jupiter has made peace with Camp Half-Blood. Percy Jackson is dead and both camps are mourning the loss of a great hero. Chaos is planning to make an army. He needs a commander, and Percy seems perfect for the job. He confronts Percy and gives him a few offers, earning a yes from the son of Poseidon. Chaos has his army, and the two camps continue to miss the great Percy Jackson. What will the army be needed for? Will Percy get to see his friends again? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This is not like other Chaos stories. Percy isn't abandoned by the two camps or by the gods in this story. I hope you find something enjoyable with this version of the Chaos stories. I started this story on my old account SilentEyes21 and continued it on this account. Enjoy! ~SilentEyes21 (also known as lgbtpjo) [First Published on SilentEyes21: June 29th, 2016] [Continued on lgbtpjo: July 13th, 2018] Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, or anything else. I only own the plot of this piece of fanfic (on both accounts).

He stood on the balcony, watching the city below. His trained eyes flickered from one event to the next; the angry cabbie shouting for the traffic to move; the dog walking their owner along the streets; the father trying to keep his children in arm's reach. He sighed, rubbing his hands on his arms. He saw no real threats, no monsters in the shadows and no waiting traps. It was normal. If only he could be too. I do not own anything from Percy Jackson or the Avengers. TRIGGER WARNINGS

It started and ended with Adam Claire. He brought a darkness unlike anything like it along with him when he came to Camp Half Blood. After a terrible accident in which both Annabeth and Percy are both injured, their bond is severed and Percy is broken so far off the atomic level that no one would think that he would survive. Years passed, and the wounds Percy left behind seemingly mended, even for Annabeth. But what they didn't know- Percy never died, every particle of his being had been scattered, but when put together he was left more broken than before. He forms a group of people like himself, destroyed beyond repair that had no will to live anymore. They call themselves The Broken Guardians. - This story is based off of the Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan but the plot of this fan fiction is mine and may not be rewritten in any way. Enjoy!

Percy Jackson was finally able to lay low and have a peaceful life for once. The war with Gaea and the Giants was over, and Percy was excited to have the chance to spend time with his beautiful girlfriend. Then everything comes crashing down. A new kid comes stumbling into Camp-Half-Blood, and the moment he lays eyes on the legendary son of Poseidon, he hated him. It didn't help that the new kid was claimed by Poseidon, making him Percy's half-brother. Rumours and lies started to circle Camp-Half-Blood. Lies about how Percy was a traitor to the Gods, that he was spying for the titans the entire time. It finally came to the point where Percy was driven out of camp. But he had to have some sort of parting words to the people who had driven him out of camp, right? Of course. Perseus Jackson's final words. "I'll be back. And this time, there would be no hero of Olympus to fight for you." Completed 07/03/18

Betrayed and mistreated Percy runs away from camp and soon finds himself moments away from death, until that changes now he's Pistós Chaos's greatest commander. Basically your classic Chaos and Percy Jackson fanfic :) BTW this my first fanfic. Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or any characters in the Percy Jackson universe only Rick Riordan