A/N: Based off Ultimate Spider-Man vol. 18: Ultimate Knights. I changed a lot of it, but the basic plot is Marvel's, I just thought the idea fit. Some characters have been revamped, and there is OOC-ness. Well, that's all the warnings, so, here we go! Enjoy !

It was midnight. The parking lot was cold, dark, and deserted, except for the strange group at the foot of the stairs leading into the building.

"So, what do you do?" Ozai asked the costumed figure.

"I kill people." The man replied.

"Really?" The crime boss known as the "Fire Lord" asked, pointing over his shoulder to one of his subordinates, "Then kill him."

"Boss?" The grunt asked nervously.

"Kill him? Now?" The masked man asked.

"You're looking for work as my bodyguard," Ozai said, "This is what I would like my bodyguard to do."

The man hesitated, and Ozai went on,

"Now, who are you really? Or, more to the point, are you a federal or a local undercover?"

Damn, he's figured me out…the warrior thought to himself as Ozai's henchmen pulled out their guns.

"Gentlemen, this man has just physically assaulted me." Ozai said, waving at the costumed man, "A nice bonus to whoever defends me."

The warrior jumped in the air and threw a boomerang, which hit one of the henchmen. He flipped past another and kicked another in the stomach, sending him sprawling. He dodged a few bullets and rushed his attacker, using a swift array of punches and kicks to knock him out.

Ozai, growing impatient, finally entered the fight, and punched the masked man in the head.

"Agh!" The man cried, crashing into a car.

Ozai walked to the man, picked him up, and unmasked him. "Who are you?!" Ozai asked the man.

The man had a light brown face, and wore his hair in a wolf tail. "My name…my name is Sokka and I will bring you to-"

"I hardly care," The Fire Lord said, throwing the man back into the car.

"Clean this up," Ozai said to his men, who pointed their guns at the car, only to see the man had disappeared.

"Boss?" A henchmen asked.

"Don't make your problems MY problems," Ozai replied, "Go!"

Sokka tripped out a back door, and clutched his leg.

"Hey, I found him!" One of the henchmen cried, pointing his gun at Sokka.

Suddenly, a rock shot out of nowhere, and hit the gunman. He crumpled to the floor, unconscious. "While I certainly admire the….enthusiasm…you've displayed here…"

Sokka turned to face the source of the voice, and saw a costumed girl in black and green crouching on a dumpster.

She continued, "There are much smarter ways to take down the Fire Lord, and you're not the only one that wants to. The media refers to me as the Blind Bandit, and I'm putting together a little something I think you'd be perfect for…"

The next day

Another day, another…whatever this would be classified as, Aang thought to himself, as he flew through the streets of Gaoling on his glider. I must be crazy. I should be studying, trying to get my grades up, but here I am anyway, flying through the streets, looking for trouble. Of course, ALL of this is crazy.

And Aang had a point. He was a teenager, and he should be doing whatever the hell teenagers do. But ever since he had gotten these powers…that was all out the window.

Known throughout the city as the Avatar, Aang had joined the ranks of the many costumed vigilantes out there, protecting citizens, doing good, and all that. He had even teamed up with some of the other heroes on many occasions. The Blind Bandit, the Painted Lady, the Blue Spirit…some were friendlier than others.

They all had a lot more experience at the time, but Aang felt he had come a long way since he first put the costume on.

Aang's School: Roku High

"A guy in a blue mask, and he shot fire from his palms?" Karuna asked incredulously.

"I think he could shoot it from his feet, too," Aang exclaimed, as the two friends walked through the courtyard.

"Wow, imagine. Guy who shoots flames."

"I can, too. I just need to work on it a bit more," Aang said.

"Really? But I thought you could only control air."

"Nope, turns out I can kind of sort of use water and earth too. What I really need is someone to teach me to use them better."

"Wow, that's incredible!" Karuna said.

"I had no idea this would impress you so much," Aang said, smiling at her.

"Excuse me, young man. Could I talk to you for a moment?"

"Wha-?" Aang turned to face a young woman, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Toph Beifong, attorney at law. May I talk to you?" The woman was dressed in a black blouse with a dark-green shirt underneath, and long, striped black pants. She wore sunglasses.

"Go inside," Aang said to Karuna.

"What is this..?" Karuna asked her friend.

"Just go, I'll meet you inside." Aang replied.

As Karuna left, Aang faced Toph Beifong. He couldn't believe she was a lawyer; she looked way too young to be one.

"What do you want?" Aang asked, clenching his fists.

"Do you recognize my voice?"

"Kind of," Aang replied tentatively.

"Calm down. We're friends." Toph said, smiling.

"I am calm."

"No, you're not," she replied, "I can hear your heartbeat increasing. I can smell your perspiration."

"I do recognize your voice…" Aang trailed off, struggling to remember.

"What if," Toph said, "I called you a 'little baby who has no business being here and should get your immature butt home before you get yourself, or more importantly me, killed?'"

Realization struck Aang as he whispered, "Bandit."

"Smart boy," Toph said, as Aang looked at her, mouth agape.

"What the- get out of here!" Aang said, looking at her, "Wait, you're blind?"

"Really? I hadn't noticed, I guessed I'm called the Blind Bandit because I thought it sounded cool." Toph replied sarcastically. Actually I thought it did sound kind of cool… "Listen, the point is I have an offer for you."

"You can't come into my school and talk to me like this," Aang said, "I have a life!...How DID you find me, by the way?"

"Well, everyone thinks Avatar goes to school here," Toph replied, "I do have heightened senses, so I just listened for you."

"I am REALLY not comfortable with this," Aang said. No matter how cool that is,he thought.

"My offer is for you to meet me at the rooftop across the street from St. Lee's Cathedral, at eight tonight."

"Why?" Aang asked.

"It's a good thing," the Blind Bandit replied, turning to walk away.

"Good thing?"

"We're going to kill the Fire Lord." Toph Beifong said, pausing to sense Aang's reaction.

Shock crossed his face, and Toph smiled, satisfied with the effect she had had, as she walked away.

"Eight o' clock," she reminded him.

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A/N: Figured out who plays who yet? Credits are at the end of the story, so you'll find out there. Try guessing who's who as you read, to make it a bit more interesting.