𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀.

"I was jealous-" The girl seethed at the young avatar, her brows furrowing, it had never been in her nature to admit such things, much less express such fierce emotion as fire fizzled out in her right palm.

"Jealous?" The avatar questioned, a look of disbelief on his face as he stepped closer toward the girl, "You have nothing to be jealous of- Lei.. You're beautiful, I love you."

"You- Love me?"

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Hello! Val here :] or White Lotus, whichever you all prefer! This is my first ATLA story, I noticed not many people write much for Aang and most of the fanfictions I have read had my heart in a vice when I was looking (Totally didn't stay up all night reading fanfiction-) This story deals with what ifs, two I believe, I wish I could remember the user of the person on tumblr that explained my what if there were two avatars alive at the same time thingy lmao- But props to that person because they explained the idea really well in what they wrote! I hope they don't mind me using the explanation, but this story obviously entails Aang as the avatar from one hundred years ago, but what if the world anointed a secondary avatar as it was so in need of the balance being kept, so used the dark spirit of Vaatu to create the 'dark avatar' but ofc they aren't unnecessarily evil, but this person also did not wish to be the avatar, what if this avatar passed backwards on the avatar rotation and chose someone, possibly a descendant of a past fire nation avatar as they couldn't use a descendant of Aang (that's the second what if, what if this 'dark' avatar was chosen from the fire nation) what if this person ran away like Aang..or was banished with a certain childhood friend and his uncle in the search of the avatar, a person who hides their bending ability, namely firebending.