Chapter One: A Chance Encounter in the South Pole

"I know you're hiding him!!" Prince Zuko shouted as he sent another huge fireball towards the Water Tribe villagers. He claimed to have been looking for the Avatar, the person said to be the master of all four elements. Why he was looking for him was anyone's guess. When he wasn't getting the answers he wanted, he prepared another fireball, this time actually intending to strike someone. Before he got the chance, however, a bright light shined before them all and soon a young man fell from it and landed head first in the snow. Katara and Sokka loked on in both curiosity and mild suspicion. Who was this guy? And why was he dressed in such weird looking clothes?

"Who are you?" Zuko asked in a threatening tone, "Are you the Avatar?"

It was a couple seconds before the boy responded before he pulled his head out of the snow and yelled as if he was in extreme pain.

"HOLY DAMN THAT SH#T'S COLD!!" he shouted, "Why didn't Aria warn me about this?! When I see her again I swear I'm gonna--!"

Before he could finish his rant, however, he looked around and realized that this was not the ideal time or setting to start ranting about the cold, in spite of the fact that nobody gave him the proper gear for this journey. They said they were going to leave him on his own for the most part. This is probably what they meant. He got up, wiped the snow off of his person and looked to the Water Tribe then to the Firebenders to try to determine friend from foe. The Water Tribe didn't appear threatening while he definitely didn't like the vibe that the dude with the massive scar was bringing.

"Katara!" shouted a voice. All heads turned to a young boy that looked like a monk with arrow-like tattoos. He also carried a strange pole. Frankie looked at him with only mild curiosity then refocused back to the Scar Guy.

"You there!" he started as he pointed at him, "Are you the bad guy I'm supposed to fight? I'm kinda new to this whole save the day thing so I don't wanna end up fighting someone who may be a good guy in spite fo the fact that he looks like kind of a d-bag. So can you help me clear the air?"

Everyone looked at Frankie like he was the biggest idiot in the world. Zuko decided not to waste any time and shot a fire ball right at his face. Frankie fell back as he grasped his face in pain. Aang turned and looked at Zuko with anger as he sent a large air wave with his pole, which knocked the Fire Nation prince into the side of his ship.

"You wanna fight the Avatar?! Well I'm right here jerk!!"

"Aang? The Avatar?" Katara asked out loud.

"No way," Sokka said in awe. It was already amazing to figure out that Aang was an Airbender, mainly due to the fact that they were all supposed to be extinct, but this was on a whole other level.

Zuko got back up and got into a fighting stance. The two combatants circled each other like wolves about to tear each other apart with pure malice in their eyes.

"For so long, I've prepared for this moment," Zuko said, "Training, meditating. You're just a child!"

"Well you're just a teenager!" Aang retorted.

"AND A COMPLETE DOUCHEBAG!!!"

All eyes turned back to Frankie, whose face was surprisingly unscathed minus a couple minor burns and an extremely pissed off look in his eyes. Soon a red aura surrounded him as his eyes glowed red. He charged at break-neck speeds and punched Zuko straight in his face, sending him flying right into hi ship again. Frankie then pumped his fist into the air.

"HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! Take that sucka!!"

"Okay," Aang said, trying to shake his head of what he just saw, "I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?!"

"Who? Me?" Frankie asked as he turned to face them, "My name is Frankie!! The Champion of the Goddess Aria and the most badass guy you'll meet in this life or any other! Nice to meet ya!"