Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender or any of its characters. I only own Arra. Any of the story line that doesn't seem familiar, I most likely do not own.

Water, earth, fire, air.

Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the fire nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them. But when the world needed him the most, he vanished. A hundred years past and my brother and I discovered the new Avatar. An airbender named Aang. Although his air bending skills are great, he's got a lot to learn before he's ready to save anyone.

But I believe, Aang can save the world.

Arra POV

I pulled my hood up and over my head, weaving through the streets of Omashu. I was trying to find something to do. The King was pretty lenient with letting me stay, but I needed to find my place in this world. I needed to do what I could to help everyone. Just existing in Omashu didn't do me any good whatsoever. I was able to bend, but I wouldn't allow myself to show it off. I couldn't, otherwise I'd put myself in danger. Everyone thought that there weren't any airbenders left, but there were. I was the last one. I was the only airbender left of my kind. But I wasn't the Avatar. I couldn't save the world, I wasn't anything special. The Avatar was gone. He left us to suffer by ourselves. I might be an airbender, but I can't save anyone. I'd be hunted if the fire nation knew what I was. If I was in a group, then sure, maybe I'd use my bending and make a stand. My staff was back at the palace. Anything that related me to an airbender, I had to get rid of or leave at the palace.

I found a stand of random items to look at. Brushing my fingers over them, I wasn't really paying attention. I was really out of sorts. Someone tapped my shoulder. I turned to see some old guy with some weird hat thing. He had a mustache, beard thing going on.

"Excuse me miss, but what's that on you're hand?"

I looked down and silently cursed, pulling my sleeve over my master airbending tattoos.

"I-it's nothing sir. Excuse me please." I darted away towards the palace.

"Wait!" I heard him call from behind me.

I kept running. Running away was what I'm good at. I made it into the palace and pulled back my hood. I nodded my head to one of the guards and went to bother Bumi. I knocked on his door.

"Enter!"

"Hello Bumi." I smiled.

"Arra! Well you weren't gone for long!"

"No. Someone saw my tattoos. I've got to be more careful."

"I still don't understand why you won't let your abilities show. Your bending is something you shouldn't be ashamed of."

"I'm not ashamed of it! I- It's complicated."

"Well you'd do a lot more good out in the real world, saving others instead of in here with an an old crazy man like me."

"But how would I know that you wouldn't just fall over and break something?"

"Hey! I'm not the clumsy one."

"No, but you did say you were the old one."

I laughed at Bumi's expression.

"I'm going to go change. I have a feeling that you're going to have guests tonight."

"Is that so?"

"Bye Bumi."

I left the room smiling to myself. I was happy that I'd managed to talk to Bumi. Sometimes he was too busy to have a regular conversation with me. I brushed my hair as I waited for dinner. Someone knocked on my door.

"Yes?" I asked.

"King Bumi would like for you to come into the throne room to speak with him. Some children have been causing some chaos that needs to be dealt with." the guard before me informed.

"Alright."

I left after the guard and headed towards the throne room.

"Bumi." I bowed.

"Ah Arra, happy you're here! I'd like for you to sit with me as I talk to our guests." he informed.

"Oh. Let me quickly get a poncho."

"No, no. These are safe guests. I already know. You're safe."

"Only if you're sure."

"I'm sure."

I stood with my hands clasped in front of me next to the throne as we waited for the 'guests' to come in. I was wearing a yellow short sleeve top and some orange pants. I looked very airbendery, which is what I was going for. I had left my feet bare, so you could see the tattoos stretched to my feet and my yellow, orange, and red beaded anklets. My black bangs were pinned to the side so the arrow on my forehead was visible as well.

"Your majesty, these juveniles were arrested for vandalism, traveling under false pretenses, and malicious destruction of cabbages." a guard informed the King as three kids were brought into the throne room.

'An airbender." I thought, masking my surprise.

The three of them looked at me wide eyed, considering how much I stood out compared to the others. I spaced out the conversation that was going on to study the three new people. Two from the water tribe. Southern most likely, and the airbender. Could it possibly be the Avatar? The one who's been missing for all these years?

"Throw them, a feast!" I looked over shocked at Bumi's words.

I leaned up to whisper in his ear, "Your majesty, do you really think this is a wise idea?"

Bumi looked at me and grinned. I shook my head and gave him a pointed look.

We moved to the dining room and I sat to the right of Bumi. I wouldn't eat anything as I studied the trio.

Bumi chuckled, "The people in my city have gotten fat from too many feasts. So I hope you like your chicken with no skin."

"Thanks, but I don't eat meat." the Avatar informed.

I smiled. Spoken like a true airbender.

"How about you? I bet you like meat." Bumi shoved a chicken leg into the water tribe boy's mouth.

The three whispered as Bumi sat down.

"So tell me young Avatar, where are you from?"

"I'm from.. Kangaroo Island!" the Avatar replied.

"Oh, Kangaroo Island eh? I hear that place is really hopping!"

I looked at Bumi and rolled my eyes again. The water tribe boy began to laugh.

"Your majesty, if you'll excuse me." I nodded and stood to leave.

"Well! You're no fun!"

"Come talk with me later sire, there's something we need to discuss."

"Of course."

I bowed to him and nodded to the trio before taking my leave.

Oh yeah, there was a lot that Bumi and I needed to discuss.