ON HOLD The Next Generation || A LOK Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Quick Question before we begin! Since I will be incorporating characters from my ALTA fanfiction 'Good and Evil', who would you like to see? Azara's daughter or son? Or perhaps you want to see Azara's grandchildren. I have two ideas for this character, so please give input!

1.) A powerful nonbender who has intense skills with chi-blocking (as her Grandmother had). Her name will be Yan and she is somewhat the spitting image of her great great grandfather Iroh. She listens and thinks about an issue before coming up with a way to respond. She adores tea and is Rei's best friend. I think the most important thing about Yan is the peace and state of mind she'll bring.

2.) A powerful firebender that gained both his grandmother's ability to firebend, along with a certain family member's blue fire. He is hardcore to say the least, and takes after his grandfather and the Fire Lord for being extra protective. His name is Hadyn, pronounced Hai-dihn. I think the most important thing about Hadyn is that he will be the cocky royal boy who lives in the city with his cousin, that also is a police officer.

WHO DO YOU WANT?!

I always enjoy the times I can fly on the bison.

It gives me a chance to enjoy and fully embrace my element.

At the moment, my entire family and I are flying out to the South Pole, where my Gran Gran lives, along with the Avatar. In my years, I've somewhat got to know the great Avatar. Besides a heavy temper, she seems a bit stuck up. But then again, I tend to brag about being an airbender.

"Jinora" I call, looking down at my sister "Wouldn't you be a great help if you could take the reigns for me?"

Pushing her book down, she glares at me "If I'm correct, you're the one with the mastery tattoos."

Gotta love her dry sense of humor.

"And if I'm correct, I let you ride with me, instead of the rest of our family, with our loud siblings" I note, holding out the reigns to her. 

Sighing, she gets up, and takes the reigns "Happy?"

"Very" I grin, moving back to the saddle.

Unlike my other siblings, Jinora was calm and collected, just like our father. I used to be the same way, that was way before I wanted to see the world in which I live. Now, I rebel, desperately trying to escape the island for which I'm trapped on.

I guess now you could say I'm free.

With a hard shove of my hands, the clouds around us begin to shift. Before, I needed either Aunt Kya's help, or Gran Gran's, but now I could do it on my own.

"What symbol should I make?" I call to Jinora.

"The Air Nomad symbol" she replies quickly, slapping down on the reigns.

Jerking my head up, I begin to quickly, yet calmly move my arms around. The clouds rip apart, before smashing into other bits of cloud. A grin forms onto my lips as the cloud floats back towards our parents bison.

"Thank Jinora" I state, sitting next to her. 

"No problem" she notes, keeping quiet.

"Are you bummed that we won't be able to stay at the South Pole?" I ask, hoping to spark conversation.

Setting down her book, she looks at me. "Maybe. I mean we never get to see Gran Gran anyways, so just a small visit is better than no visit at all."

"It just feels so nice to get off that island" I note.

"Dad might let us leave once we get back. I mean you're 17 and your only friends are those related to Team Avatar" Jinora notes, then picking back up her book.

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"Gran Gran!" I call out as my bison, AJ lands. Hopping from him, I run into my Gran Gran's arms. 

Her arms circle around me in a warm embrace "Oh Rei, I've missed you." Grinning, she backs up so she could look at me "Your tattoos look wonderful" she notes before she is pulled away by Dad.

Rolling my eyes at my younger siblings, I turn towards Oogi, who still holds Mom.

She slowly tries to slide down, but is having difficultly. "Mom!" I call, quickly running up her her "Let me help you." Holding out my hand, I slowly help her down. 

"Thank you sweetie" she smiles as Gran Gran and Dad join us. 

Putting her hands onto Mom's stomach, Gran Gran looks up "The baby's strong. I see another airbender in your future."

Groaning, Mom replies with "All I want is one child like me,  a nice non-bender, who doesn't blast wind in my face every five seconds." 

Suddenly, Meelo cries out, covered in snow, "Mommy, look, I'm a snowbender!" I cringe as the snow is now covering Mom and I.

Saddened, Mom turns back to Gran Gran "Were Tenzin and his siblings this crazy when they were kids?"

With a wide grin, she replies with "Kya and Bumi certainly were, but Tenzin has always been ... rather serious." 

"Mother please" Dad grumbles.

Suddenly, my eye catches the Avatar, her hands clasped together behind her. At least he had respect, unlike my other siblings who interrupted conversations at every second.

I send her a warm smile, in which she returns.