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|Prologue:After the War|
The prologue for The Next Generation recaps the events that happened between the end of the war and a point in time, 19 years later, when the fanon begins.
Life had not been easy for the Avatar, despite the fact the War had ended long ago. Hatred still lingered between the remaining nations. It was his job to make the world peaceful once again, but the wounds of the Earth Kingdom and Water Tribes would take a lifetime to heal. The Avatar also had a wound that would never heal, a broken heart. He still remembered the day clearly, as if it was yesterday, not seventeen years ago. The day was one he would regret for eternity.
A slight disagreement had progressed into an argument. The argument had snowballed into a blazing row. Harsh words had rung through the air. Unforgivable things. All were words Aang wished everyday he had never said, but in the moment of his anger he had. Then she had slammed the door and she was gone, gone forever.
The love of his life had left him and he wouldn't, couldn't love another. Aang sighed. Katara obviously felt differently about this turn of events. Very differently. For though Katara also remembered the long ago day, but not with regret. For if she and Aang had not parted ways she never would have married Kuruk, who, at the time when they met, was a young and handsome Waterbender who had come to the Southern Water Tribe from their sister tribe in the north along with Pakku. By ending her romantic relationship with Aang, she had opened the door to Kuruk, a door that had also eventually led her to her two lovely daughters, Kya and Kanani.
Kuruk was even slated to become the next chief of the Southern Water Tribe once her father decided to pass on the title. The honor should have fallen to her older brother. Sokka, but had left the tribe some years ago and moved to Kyoshi Island when he married Suki. In the years following their marriage, Sokka and Suki had had three children, a boy, Lee, and two girls, Yue and Koko.
Katara was happy for them, and content with her own life, but sometimes she still missed her brother and her friends. She wished they hadn't been scattered around the globe. But that couldn't change the fact that they were. Aang had taken residence in one of the isolated Air Temples. Toph had found, after settling down for a few years, she could no longer stand such a boring existence and had been traveling the Earth Kingdom ever since. She could do such things since she had not married or had any children, which she said was fine with her, but even though she never admitted it, she was sometimes lonely. Zuko, of course, had remained in the Fire Nation and still lived there today along with his wife, Mai, their children, Kuzon and Mai Lin and once he found his mother, their family was complete, well mostly. Ozai had died in prison, but then again, he had never truly been a father; Zuko's uncle, Iroh, had been more of a father to him. Iroh now lived in Ba Sing Se where he ran his tea shop. His sister, Azula, lived on the outskirts of the Fire Nation archipelago under constant supervision. She had been exiled to the secluded island following her release from the mental hospital to which she had been confined after the war had ended. Azula had been there fifteen year, waiting.
Another child was also born in the Fire Nation the same year as Princess Mai Lin. A girl who would burn brightly in the difficult times to come. Her name is Ember.
Author's Notes Edit
Thanks for reading my prologue, I hope you enjoyed it.
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