Prologue

Katara's breathing was slowing now. "Is it a boy or a girl?" She whispered.

"Boy," Aang said breathlessly, wonder in his voice.

Her eyelids fluttered, and for the first time she gazed down at her baby boy.

The Avatar watched her, pride written on his face. The child had hair darker than Katara's, jet black in fact, similar to his own. The boy's skin is lighter than Katara's, but not quite as pale as his own. As Aang continued his inspection, the baby reached out to touch Katara's palm with his own. She looked to him, blue eyes shining.

Let our son have those blue eyes... The Airbender put up a silent plea to the spirits. "Oh, Katara, he's absolutely-" Aang froze. The child had opened his eyes.

They were gold.