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It had gone wrong. So very Wrong.

Aang had returned from where ever he had disappeared to and was supposed to defeat Firelord Ozai.

But…he didn't. He LOST.

They had burned the earth kingdom to the ground. Toph, Katara, Zuko, Suki, his dad Chief Hakoda, Iroh and all the others. Lost.

And him. Sokka.

Barely hanging on as he laid upon the scorched earth. He was dying, he knew it. He could feel himself numbing as his blood left his torn open skin. Breathing shallowly. As he stared up at the endless dark sky, lit up by the blazing comet above.

He would pass here in the Earth Kingdom; in a nameless location that no one would ever remember or know the name of.

Why? After all, that had happened. Why?

It wasn't Fair.

They were supposed to win. The world was…had been depending on them. Instead, they had failed and let those who believed in them down. Letting their selves down.

'It wasn't their fault, though.' His mind rebelled weakly.

The world should've fought too. Not just they and a few other people bonded together against an army.

An Army that was super-powered by a comet. The very same one that the Fire Nation had used to burn the Airbender's into extinction leaving only one of their disciples left and now even he too was gone.

"No." he defied dimly. The words sounding weak even to his own ears, his breath barely passing his lips. This couldn't be the end; it shouldn't end like this. All their struggles. The trails the faced, the fear the overcame, the decisions that shaped them as they made new friends. It couldn't all have been worthless.

It had meant something. To all of them, it meant something.

He wouldn't let it all go to waste. He refused to Damn it!

Sokka's vision dimmed into shadows. Even as his mind tried to defy the reality of the situation, his body had given up.

Darkness…

He was surrounded by it. An endless sea that swam around him. Where was he?

This couldn't be the spirit realm. Aang had always described it as light and covered in forests. This place was dark. Endlessly dark.

'Welcome.' A voice spoke next to him, causing him to jump…or was it float? Away. Turning to look at said owner of voice he met with a man dressed in Fire Nation attire. His eyes glowing like Aang's did in the Avatar state.

'I am Avatar Roku. Sokka.'

Shaking Sokka hesitated to speak as his mind flew through scenarios and questions, but when he spoke all he could do was demand. "Why am I here."

'You're mistaken. I did not bring you here. No. Raava did.' He answered in an all-knowing tone that gave the impression that Sokka had asked a stupid question.

"I didn't say why'd you bring me here! I asked what am I doing here!" he stopped upon the air, glowering at the Fire Nation Avatar.

'You're here young warrior because Raava wanted it so.'

Grrr…why? Couldn't this guy just give a straight answer? "Who is Raava?"

'Raava is the spirit of peace and light and, after fusing with the first bender, the Avatar Spirit. She existed before humans did.'

"Why did she bring me here?"

'That you can ask yourself.' He replied gesturing to behind Sokka.

Turning swiftly, Sokka met with a luminous light that was as bright as the moon, if only brought up close. It was blinding to his eyes, though before he could voice this thought. The light dimmed until it was a small glow like Roku's eyes were right now.

Once dimmed he could see a weirdly shaped spirit, who's front was covered in a design that was the same blue as Aang's tattoos. It- She floated right in front of him, towering over him.

'Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe.' She addressed him.

He could only find himself nodding numbly. At a loss for words on what to say to the spirit of him. Normally he spoke what was on his mind but right now…it was blank.

No witty remarks or jokes.

'I have a task- request for you. I wish for you to correct what has gone wrong amongst the Four Nations.'

Fix the Four Nations? Impossible that was the Avatar's duty and he wasn't it. Aang was and now, Aang was dead. So was he.

'I understand that. What I ask of you is not something like the duty of the Avatar but rather… For you to act as an independent party. To alter events in history that would better serve in helping Avatar Aang to restore balance to the world.' She replied letting Sokka know he had voiced his thought out loud.

How? "How do you expect me to do that? I'm dead. Besides, I'm not a Bender." Sokka had never been ashamed of his status as a non-bender, even though he "envied" Aang and Katara for being able to bend.

'Simple. I will send you back in time to before the young Aang awakened. With you, I shall send two gifts that will help you to complete my request.' She simply stated.

'Is it not worth it? Sokka. Going back and changing everything? Stopping all the deaths that are sure to happen.' Avatar Roku prodded at Sokka as he stood still, eyes flashing as his mind no doubt ran through different scenarios.

I wouldn't have to if you had stopped it before it began! His mind snapped viciously.

"Say I accept. What then?"

'Then you go back. There is only one stipulation, you will not be who you are now. For, who you now are being, is not who you were supposed to be. When you go back you will be someone new.'

"What does that even mean! Do all spirits and spiritually connected beings have to speak in riddles!?" He shouted. Glaring at first Raava and then Roku who had moved to stand beside her.

'It simply means you will no longer be you.' Roku spoke gesturing plainly at Sokka.

'Do we have an agreement young Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe? You must choose now as your spirit is fading.'

"What do you mean?"

'You are currently still connected to your earthly body. What Raava plans to do requires such. Though you are closely nearing to passing fully into the spirit realm, right now we are simply between realms.'

'Do you agree? You must choose now.' Raava spoke her voice echoing, causing a harsh wind to blow past Sokka. 'You are almost crossed over to the spirit realm.'

Sokka floated frozen. The answer, what should he answer? He still didn't understand what was going to happen.

Go back. Katara's voice sounded in the back of his mind.

"I'll do it!" he shouted. Responding to Katara's order.

'Good. Farewell Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe. Remember you must alter history as you know it. The major events that lead to this future must change. Goodbye and Good luck.' Her voice faded as Sokka was swept up in a vortex of what seemed to be the elements, swirling around him.

Until nothing but darkness and silence greeted him again…

An: Whew! Finally got that out. I had been thinking about this story idea for a while so I'm glad I finally wrote it.

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