NOTICE: I probably won't be continuing this. This 'prologue' that I wrote was just for fun. So please don't expect anything. Thanks and I hope you enjoy..


The old man lay on his bed and watched his beautiful city Ba Sing Se through the large floor-to-ceiling window of his room.
Things surely had changed since he had last been here. The once empty streets the he and his friends played earthball on were now twice it's size and bustling with traffic, sidewalks lined with blinding street lights, and the constant changing traffic lights. The balcony door was slightly ajar, but open enough for the old man to hear the noises filling the air of his city. It wasn't the soothing and calming air that he once knew as a child, but was now filled with the sounds of horns honking, rambunctious music, and the constant shouts of people. The old man sighed in sadness, for he missed the city Ba Sing Se once used to be. It wasn't that he didn't like the city as it currently was, the way Ba Sing Se-along with the rest of the world-had been progressing was proving to be helpful and efficient.
The old man couldn't help but feel the pang of hurt in his chest that his child hood city seemed to be getting swallowed up by what was now the current city. His childhood was now nothing but a memory.
His childhood.
The childhood that he fought hard to protect, but just as his childhood had become a memory, so had the battles he once fought. The old man smiled at the thought of his battles, for as the young man that he once was he thought that the fighting was the prime time of his life. He couldn't have been more wrong. The time of family had been the prime time his life, for raising them, and then watching as his family grow was the best part if his well lives life. Now that his family was grown and ad gone their separate ways, the old man couldn't help but find himself here, in Ba Sing Se reminiscing and remembering his well lives life.
He smiled at the sight of his city. It wasn't what it was all those years ago, but it was still Ba Sing Se, and he loved it dearly. The old man was happy that he could come back to the place where it all began. He was happy that he could see it one more time, for he knew that his time in this world was coming to an end, and soon.
The old man hopes that his city, Ba Sing Se, and the whole world in fact, continued to stay in an era of peace. But if there was one thing that the old man knew, it was that no matter what, peace could only last for such an amount of time, an amount of time were you should choose to cherish, or the world is not perfect and is filled with flaws. But for now the old man could rest easy knowing he was leaving behind a world at peace, so with that he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep with a smile on his face. His smile was sweet and genuine. It was a smile that showed that he had no regrets, a smile that was filled with happiness and content, a smile that showed a life well lived, a smile that his city as well as the rest of the world would never forget, for the next morning the world found out that their beloved avatar Kai had passed away.
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At the Fire Nation:

The doctor looked at the monitor, as it was one continuous beep. The patient was gone. She didn't even get to see her newborn child. The doctor sighed. This did not happen often in childbirth, but it happened often enough to remind others that it was still a threat.
The wailing of an infant child broke the doctor out of his small reverie. He went to the child to check its vitals, making sure the baby was healthy, and indeed it was. The doctor then faced the act that if the child mother was no longer alive, that the next of kin to take care of the newborn. According to the paper work the child's father was no longer around either, so that left the mothers parents, the child's grandparents. The doctor sent one of the nurses to call for the grandparents. The nurse came back minutes later to inform the doctor that the grandparents were already here and in the waiting room. They were demanding to know the conditions of their daughter and grandchild. The doctor sighed knowing that this would be that hard part.
He thanked the nurse and headed out to see the grandparents. Once the Grandparents had seen the doctor their faces lit up, but from the look on the doctor’s face, the world in their eyes went crashing down, for they had just lost their beloved daughter.
The grandfather asked about his grandchild, while the grandmother continued to wail. The doctor informed him that the child was strong and healthy, and if they wanted they could go and see their grandchild. Both grandparents agreed to see their grandchild who had been moved to a nursery. Once there the grandparents couldn't help but smile at the sight of the newborn before them.
"She looks just like her mother." said the grandmother who was given the permission to hold her by the nurse. Her husband could t help but nod in agreement as tears of joy slid down his face.
"Was Solara able to name her before she-" the grandmother spoke of her daughter but could not come to the terms of her passing. The doctor shook his head.
"No. The name of your granddaughter is up to the two if you. And seeing as you two are the next of kin, she is now yours." The grandmother felt a pang of sadness run through her as the thought of her daughter passing hit her hard, but she was also happy that she was granted a beautiful granddaughter, one that she would raise to become a strong woman.
"What should that name of our beloved granddaughter be my dear?" asked the grandfather who was gently running his finger over her little forehead.
"I want my granddaughter's mane to mean something," the grandmother said as she thought, and then it came to her, "Her name will be Kaori," said the grandmother, knowing that the name Kaori meant strength.
"Kaori Solara"