"16 years ago, Avatar Aang passed away at the late age of 98. He fought off attacks of the Fire Nation nearly his entire life, leaving behind a great legacy. His death was tragic, though in peace," the lady closed her eyes as to remember the late hero for a short moment before she continued, " he passed in his sleep, surrounded by family and love. Quite frankly, the world has been without it's Avatar for nearly thirty years. He became weak in his last years, leaving the rest of the world defenseless to our enemy, the Fire Nation. Now, dear Katara, it is your turn, as the next Avatar, to try and restore what the world has lost, " the lady paused from a swell of emotions, and Katara didn't know she was going to continue until a man stepped forward to finish for her. "Peace, " he said, his posture emanating power as he stood towering over the other women and Katara as she kneeled a few feet away from them all. Katara was as frozen as the ice structure she sat in. "The next... A-Avatar? " (Original idea) (cover creds @alartriss on Instagram) **I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender or any of the characters from the show**

Katara welcomed the warm feeling of the Fire Nation breeze as she sailed in on the Fire Lord's very own ship. Passing the Great Gates of Azulon flickers of seawater sprinkled against her chestnut cheek. Standing on the deck, she felt great ease of freedom, no Hakoda hanging over her. Pestering her choice for not continuing to date the Avatar. *images are not mine. Sourced from Pinterest and Google.* This story is based on, Avatar the Last Airbender Anime.

Long ago, the four nations were engaged in war. But everything changed when the Fire Nation splits in half. With Fire Lord Ozai slain, Prince Zuko now takes the throne as Princess Azula regroups in Ba Sing Sae with Ozai loyalists to conquer and attempt to take the Fire Nation throne back. The hunt for the Avatar's friends begin again. This time in a quest for allyship to liberate the Earth Kingdom from Azula's tyrannical pull. But allyship is never easy and the quest for peace has never been harder to achieve. (Takes place after the end of Book Two and is rewritten from there. Extreme Canon Divergence. If that's not your cup of tea, don't drink it. No hard feelings.) (Picture is not mine, source: www.deviantart.com/kyatia)

"Kiss me," he whispered hoarsely; and I obeyed. - She felt like home *This is not in alignment with the Korra series* This is my first fanfic, so I am open to critique! I hope you enjoy, as ATLA is back!!! *Cover art is not my own. Credit to Kailie Butler, you can find on Pinterest*

Avatar Aang saves the world but ruins himself in the process. or Katara engages "He who saved the world" but loses herself in the process. - Aged up. when the battle against Ozai takes place Aang is 18, Katara is 20, Zuko is 22.

"Our timing was never right." A beat. "Was it?" A soft inhale, "No, I suppose not."

It's Katara's first year at Wan's Bending Academy. A school where only a select few from all over the four nations are accepted and get to learn from the best masters. Being the last bender from the south pole, Katara is eager to learn more about the ancient, sacred art of bending. But it turns out, life at the academy might not be as easy as she thought. (Characters and world belong to the ATLA creators).

Two connected one-shots. Young Prince Zuko is enthralled by a Water Tribe doll. Little does he know that his pretend daydream will come true years later....

The Water Tribes and the Fire Nation have been at war with each other for a hundred years and the battle doesn't seem to be ceasing soon. That is until a peace treaty is proposed that will bind the two rivaling countries. Or will it?