No One Can Save You

(Okay so I just got this idea and it's kinda a mashup of the Last Air bender and Supernatural)

We were a dying breed. Elementals is what we are called, one who can control the elements. In the 1890's humans began hunting us for sport. They called themselves hunters and were convicted they were doing this work for the greater good; but most of the sick men got off on it. Ten years ago my family of 4 were slaughtered in their sleep while I was away looking for others like us. I come from a long line of Fire Elementals. My mother used to say when I was born I had fire in my eyes, leading to my name, Adara meaning "little fire". Her a long with my father and two brothers were killed that night, all drowned and then my home was set fire. Ironic I guess.

Since then I stopped looking for other Elementals, believing they were extinct. Until I meant three men who changed the course of the world. My name is Adara Emerson and this is my story.