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SEASON FIVE PREMIERE!!

*Fifteen Years Ago- Fire Nation Island*

The twelve Fire Nation Councilmen sat about a large round table. It was smoothly polished by the best craftsmen money could buy. Some of the Councilmen wore large robes which represented their high power and authority. Others seemed to be more of the 'slacker type', knowing fair well of their supremacy over the world yet did not bother to show it off. One of the Councilmen, a large elderly fellow with a drooping beard addressed the group.

"Welcome back, Councilmen. We have gathered here today for one of the most important meetings this group will ever hold, possibly the most important meeting on the face of this planet even." The man revealed a tiny slip of parchment to the group and placed it on the table in front of him. "On this parchment contains the sole purpose of our meetings. Why we do what we do. Our past. Our planned future. The secrets we would rather die over than let be released to the rest of this rotten and disgusting world. And to keep the twelve of us in line and in accordance with one another, all twelve of our names have been inscribed on the parchment by order of Lord Ozai himself. Therefore, this parchment I hold, "The Hamitsu Parchment", is the single most important piece of evidence there is and ever will be. If someone were to get there hands on this then mankind as we know it will fall into pure chaos! The secrets this parchment encloses, our secret, must not be discovered by anyone. And most importantly, our secret must NEVER be released to the rest of this hideous world!"

The Councilman threw his fists on to the table during his last sentence of his speech. Almost instantly, the other eleven Councilmen shouted up a storm at the eldest Councilman. He shook his head. "There is nothing we can do. The Hamitsu Parchment originates from a power far higher than ours. It falls under the restraints of Lord Ozai himself. If we want to lose our positions and be assassinated, we can burn the parchment into nothingness. But on the other hand, if we want to remain in power then we have no choice but to keep The Hamitsu Parchment hidden from the world and to blindly follow Lord Ozai's commands. Those are our options- Life or Death, hide the parchment from the world or reveal its' identity."

One Councilman, a younger man with huge bulging arms slammed his fists on the table. "I CHOOSE LIFE! WE SHALL HIDE THE PARCHMENT!" Almost instantly, the other ten Councilmen shot out from their chairs and shouted in agreement.

The original speaker began to talk once more. "Now the question remaining is this- where do we hide the parchment?" The Councilmen looked at one another; baffled beyond belief. "Remember gentlemen. If The Hamitsu Parchment is discovered then all twelve of our names will be released and we will all be targeted for our wrongdoings to society. For the plans we called for. The men we ordered to be killed. The innocent lives we took from the world."

"I say we keep it in the Fire Nation Temple in the central part of the city," one man shouted.

"I agree," two others said in unison.

"Very well then!" the eldest Councilman announced. "We will hide it in a locked chamber somewhere within the walls of the Fire Nation Temple. This meeting is adjourned! Gentlemen- I bid you good day."

*Five Years Ago- Fire Nation Island*

Azula marched amongst her troop towards a squadron of elite Fire Nation soldiers. She belted out, "Will General Vylx please step forward." The squadron quickly realized Azula's presence and they bowed down, leaving only General Vylx standing tall. He walked towards her. "Why Azula your holiness, what brings you here?" She grinned at General Vylx and signaled for one of her soldiers to step forward. The soldier held a scroll which read, "By order of King Ozai and on behalf of the Fire Nation Council, General Vylx, you are hereby banished from the Fire Nation and from Fire Nation Island for all eternity."

Ex-General Vylx immediately grabbed on to Azula's shoulders. "Wha- what did I do!?"

Azula smirked. "You know what you did, Vylx! You meddled in a place you weren't meant to be. You had to keep searching until you uncovered a sector you weren't permitted to be in." She was stopped short when Vylx began to plead his side of the story.

"THE FIRE NATION TEMPLE!? I had never been inside the building! I had no idea it was off limits!"

"No idea!?" Azula shouted. "That is why my father himself hires guards to surround the Temple during all hours of the day! You say you had no idea where you were going when I know fair well that you are nothing but a liar, a thief, and a no good dirty rotten fool!"

Vylx dropped to his knees. "I swear I had no idea what was inside that building. I went in and went out, Azula! I swear to you! I touched nothing! Please give me one more chance! Please, Azula, PLEASE!"

She smiled at him with a queer and crooked expression. "Ex-General Vylx, you must leave Fire Nation Island at once and NEVER return!" Vylx got back on to his feet, grinned at Azula, and was instantly escorted by ten Fire Nation soldiers towards a ship that awaited his arrival.

*Four Years And Eleven Months Ago- a bar on the outskirts of the mainland*

Vylx, now an ex-General, entered the bar and ordered a drink from the owner. He had a large smile on his face for some odd and peculiar reason. The man sitting next to him noticed this. "Why so happy, stranger?"

Vylx turned to the man. "What would you say if I told you that I hold the biggest secret this world would ever know. A secret so LARGE that if it were released into the wrong hands then many people would die and a battle so massive would be unleashed that the world itself would crumble!"

The man smiled while taking a sip of beer. "Why sir, I'd say you're crazy."

Vylx smiled back and put his arm around the man. "What's your name fellah?"

The stranger put down his mug to shake Vylx's hand. "The name's Torka Woo. Born and raised a good old fashioned Earth Nation citizen. And you are?"

Vylx released his grip from Torka's hand. "Vylx, and I too was born and raised the simple Earth Nation way." Vylx took a swig of beer and began to laugh with Torka. "So can I trust you, Torka?"

Torka squinted at Vylx. "Well that depends buddy."

"Depends on what?"

"Depends on what the big ole' secret is, that's what!"

Vylx began to laugh once more before revealing a slip of parchment from under his jacket. "This here parchment is the single most important thing on this planet, Torka. Now then..." Vylx pointed to the door. "Let's go get some privacy and talk a little business." On the way out Vylx asked Torka if he had any children.

"Yes, just two boys. Rassel and Willy Woo. They're what keep me going every day."

The two men walked outside of the bar, letting the door slam behind them.

*Thirty Minutes Later- same location*

Torka patted Vylx on the head and slapped him on his back. "You sly dog you! You replaced The Hamitsu Parchment with an old junk piece of parchment!" Vylx began to laugh along with Torka. "Hell yeah I did! And I drew a little picture of a wolf on it too! Just for kicks!"

"And so you were long gone before they even realized you switched parchments?"

Vylx smirked, "Well I'm here ain't I?"

Torka looked down at the parchment with a sigh of relief. "Once we get this to the right people we could put an end to Fire Nation tyranny. We can destroy them from the inside, even! I think it's best if we make a duplicate of the parchment in case one of us- well- fails to exist. You understand, Vylx?"

Vylx licked his lips. "Great idea, Torka. Let's get that done at once!"

*Four Years Ago- Fire Nation Command Station*

A newly appointed Fire Nation General approached his troop. Some of them seemed to be celebrating their best man's birthday, Rampage. Darkboy was there, he's the one who had the treats. But that's not all he had. The General hovered over his men like a hawk before speaking to them.

"MEN! We move out at once! We are going to attack a small village named Ho-Fi-Keep. Anyone who attempts to resist our expansion shall be slaughtered on the spot. Burn down their homes and make an example with some of their men." As the troops readied themselves Darkboy presented Rampage with one final present. It was a slip of parchment. He read it to himself. It stated, "By orders of Lord Ozai and on behalf of the Fire Nation Council, you are hereby ordered to murder Torka Woo and annihilate all who come in your path."

Rampage stuffed the parchment away for safekeeping and smiled at Darkboy. "Thanks for the present, Darky."

*Four Years Ago- Ho-Fi-Keep*

Torka Woo ran like a headless chicken in an attempt to locate his son and wife as a Fire Nation squadron attacked his small defenseless village. "WILLY!! RIZU!!" he shouted. There was so much commotion and so little time. Torka quickly ran inside his tent and grabbed an amulet his father had given to him when he was little. He unlocked the amulet with a tiny key he had left in a drawer of his desk. Speedily, he stuffed The Hamitsu Parchment inside the amulet and locked it back up. Just then, little Willy Woo, scared as ever, entered the tent in search of his parents.

"DAD!" Willy shouted.

"WILLY!" Torka shouted while grabbed on to Willy and putting the amulet around his neck. "I must find your mother Willy! I need you to run to that little spot I showed you on the day we moved here!" Willy wouldn't let go of his father. Torka had to become more insistent. "WILLY! I NEED YOU TO RUN!"

He shoved Willy outside of the tent and then he too walked outside. "RUN WILLY RUN," he screamed as Rampage charged from behind him with his large axe raised high in the air. Torka turned around to face his attacked, but it was too late. With one fatal swing of his axe, Rampage had chopped Torka in two. Willy shouted bloody murder as he watched his father die and collapse to the ground, and then quickly ran away from the scene as the Fire Nation soldiers attempted to chase him down.

The Fire Nation General watching the fight waited for the right moment to go and examine Torka's body. He checked his belongings and found nothing. He then charged into Torka's tent and threw the whole place apart in search of The Hamitsu Parchment. But he found nothing. "DAM!" he yelled while launching a fireball into the tent and burning it down. "The Parchment's still out there!"

*One Year Ago- Fire Nation Island*

Lord Ozai called for a meeting with the remaining ten (of an original twelve) Councilmen, as well as his daughter, Azula. "One month ago, Councilor Tik was found in his studies with a noose around his neck. They deemed it suicide. And now just yesterday, Councilor Uzzlar was found with his wrists sliced open. They too called it suicide. But I know fair well that you good men would not be doing this to yourselves! I know what is going on here! The case of the missing parchment is back. We thought we had rid the world of the stolen parchment and we were wrong. It has resurfaced somewhere and we must find out who holds it! We must get our hands on it before it is too late for the rest of you and before our secrets are shown to the entire world!"

The Councilmen looked at one another, scared and frightened.

Lord Ozai continued, "I have arranged places for each of the ten of you to hide out in. Only I will know of these ten separate locations and only I will call upon you when you are all needed for a meeting of the Council. I wish you all luck, gentlemen! And I thank you for your services under the order of the Fire Nation! You will all now separately be escorted by separate troops to your destinations. Your safe havens, if you will."

The remaining ten Councilmen looked at one another in awe until there were all pulled apart from one another and marched outside of the building they were in. This was the beginning of a new era. The making of a brand new kind of human being...

Lord Ozai signaled for his guest to be escorted into the room. Ozai sat atop his thrown and watched as his subject cowardly pranced before him. Ozai spoke, "Detective Biff Brewster, so glad for you to join me. I have a little mission for you since you are the best private eye that money could buy. You are the best, aren't you Biff?"

Biff created a fake smile. "Yessir boss! The best of the best!"

Ozai smiled. "Good... very very good."

Detective Biff Brewster

CHAPTER ONE

*Fire Nation Island- Eleven Months Ago*

Biff threw open the door to his newly set up office at the heart of Fire Nation Island. Lord Ozai was willing to give Biff whatever it is he needed in order to discover the whereabouts of The Hamitsu Parchment. Biff stuck to Ozai's word and asked for multiple secretaries and investigators to help him solve the case. He had assembled a makeshift team and was ready to begin the hunt for the most important piece of evidence the world would ever see. It was Biff's responsibility to retrieve the parchment and make sure that no one would release it to the rest of the population.

Dressed in the finest attire Biff could get his hands on, he marched in and out of the rows which his team was standing in. He turned to one of his secretaries. "Tea, please. Not too hot and make it snappy." He turned to the man standing next to her and gave him a quick head nod. "Alright," he shouted to the group. "I want to know everything there is to know about ex-General Vylx. First off, what in the hell is his first name."

Two men quickly shouted out his name, both men trying to seem like they were the best investigator Biff had. "Tavius Vylx!" One of the men stopped talking after they each shouted out his name but the other one continued to speak. "He was born and raised in a small fishing village on Fire Nation Island called..." The man quickly rummaged through some papers on his desk until he located what he was searching for. "Kidaro, that's the name of it!"

Biff put his hand on his chin. "Okay, so his father must have been a Fire bender as well. Or at least he must've worked for the Fire Nation or offered some kind of services for them at the very slightest. So our little Tavius Vylx grows up to become a master Fire Bender. Who trained him and where was he trained?"

The man who answered the first question seemed to have more answers than just his name and birthplace. "He was trained by a Mister Wimblo Kizz at his private training station in Tunsun-Ru, a small village located just a few miles north of Vylx's hometown, Kidaro." Biff raced towards his desk and picked up a folder. He scrambled through it until he found what he wanted.

"Wimblo Kizz. I knew I've heard that name before. He was a mental patient for quite some time. He was seeing visions. Aghh. Visions of the Fire Nation destroying the land using a 'scorch and burn' method I believe. Then he was released from the nuthouse and he attempted to make his dreams become his own reality."

"That's exactly correct Mister Brewster," the investigator smiled.

"What's your name kid?" Biff asked.

The man offered his hand to Biff. They shook. "Pin Tizikuru, and it's a pleasure to work under your command Mister Brewster."

"Please," Biff said while throwing the folder back on his desk. "Call me Biff."

Pin smiled before speaking once more. "Wimblo Kizz claimed to have seen gold and riches in his dreams. However, he saw these treasures after the Fire Nation conquered the world. Some radicalists actually believed in Wimblo's dreams and that is why he began to offer Fire Bending training sessions. And so our young Tavius Vylx must have taken this option as a blessing and used the training to his full advantage."

Biff took a seat in his chair, which was for authority purposes, bigger than all his assistant's chairs. "Very good, Pin. But here is my question. Did Wimblo and Vylx share a common bond? Were they friends or did they at least become friends."

Pin wasn't sure of this answer. "Hmm."

"Basically what I am trying to ask here is would Vylx have told Wimblo about The Hamitsu Parchment. Wimblo Kizz might be mentally unstable, but that doesn't stop the fact that he is a Fire Bending Master. Who better to hire than someone with such a great power? Vylx may have told Wimblo this news and Wimblo might have formed a team to take out the twelve Councilmen for their wrongdoings!"

Pin was struck with a new thought. "But Wimblo WANTED the Fire Nation to destroy the world and take complete control over its masses. Why would he attack the Fire Nation Council if they are the very people making sure that the Fire Nation stays in power?"

"Dam!" Biff shouted. "That's true."

Pin, although offering the rebuttal against Biff's last statement, had a change of thought. "But what if Vylx told Wimblo that he was in trouble. And and and, what if he asked for Wimblo's help. If they were good enough friends then surely Wimblo would have offered his assistance."

Biff jumped out of his chair and lit up with glee. "Ah-hah! Very very good Pin! You see- now we have our very first hypothesis." Biff turned his attention to the crowd listening to the pursuing conversation. "I'm going to need two of you to travel to Tunsun-Ru and figure out where Wimblo Kizz is today! I understand none of us are benders and I am fully aware that going into the field isn't exactly fun. But this is something that must be done. To escort the two of you to Tunsun-Ru will be one Fire Nation soldier. All the soldiers I have hired were some of Lord Ozai's best men. I will personally assign you the soldier I feel will best suit your specific needs." Biff scanned across the crowd as they watched him with perplexed faces. "Well then, which of you two will be going on our first mission?"

"I will boss," jumped a man named Nazbar.

"I'll go too," said Rye.

"Great!" Biff said while slamming his boot on to the wooden floorboards. "You two must make sure that you find out the exact location of Wimblo Kizz. Avoid confrontation and don't startle the man if you happen to run into him. Remember that you are dealing with an ex-mental patient here. Besides the soldier going with you, there will be a messenger hawk specifically trained to bring all messages to this exact location we are standing on right now. If you get into any trouble and need help, please do not hesitate to use the bird to your advantage. If you locate Wimblo and he is nearby then see what the man is up to these days, from a distance, of course. Once you find something juicy then release the hawk or simply return here where I will most likely be waiting. Any questions you two?"

Nazbar's eyes shot open and Rye seemed quite scared himself. They turned to each other, speechless. Biff continued to speak. "Very well then, you will leave at once." Biff called into the other room for a Fire Nation soldier named Geeroh. He was an incredibly large man with a goatee covering most of his face. He had scars coming down both of his cheeks and carried to large blades on his sides. "This is Geeroh and he will be the soldier protecting you." Geeroh grinned at Nazbar and Rye as they attempted to smile at him.

Biff shoved the three men out of the room and then turned his attention to the people still remaining. "I am going to need one of you to visit Kidaro, Tavius Vylx's hometown. Of course you will be traveling with one soldier. But this is simply a recon mission. Go there and uncover whatever information you can about Vylx without stirring up any trouble. It should be rather simple."

"I'll do it Mister Brewster," offered the youngest member of the team. The kid's name was Flank, and he was most definitely an aspiring young star. "Great," smiled Biff, glad he handpicked Flank to be a part of the team.

After showing Flank to the soldier that would be accompanying him on his journey to Kidaro and escorting the two men to the front door, Biff began to address the crowd once more. "Let's get back on task people" he said while trying to motivate them. "Does Tavius Vylx have any living family members?"

Pin was quick to answer this question. "He has a son named Feever who actually goes by a different last name than his father. 'Namasuko' is what I have written down here. And guess what. Believe it or not, his son's an Ice Bender who is against the Fire Nation. He will use every breath in his body to stop them even. That's hardcore."

Biff raised an eyebrow. "Hardcore, indeed."

Pin continued, "Vylx's wife left him a long long time ago. I'm not quite sure why. She is currently residing in an Earth Nation village that goes by the name of 'Valhiri', a nice little place surrounded by a voluptuous river and beautiful hills."

Biff seemed confused at something. "And how, may I ask, do you know what Valhiri looks like?"

Pin's face lit up. "Because Biff, I've been there before."

"Great!" Biff shouted. "Then you'll be the one going there. Pack your things Pin; it's going to be a long trip." Biff showed Pin to his soldier escort and made the two men leave the premise. "Well now," Biff said while hopping back on to his chair. "We've got his background down flat. And now we're going after his wife. But where is his son, Feever?"

The remaining investigators all scrambled through their files. None of them came up with any hard evidence. One of them stated that Feever was last seen in Ba-Sin-Se for the Hami Tournament, but since then, he had literally fallen off the radar. Biff was growing a little frustrated. "Okay. How about one of you jumps on board Pin's ship to the Mainland and travels to Ba-Sin-Se. Locate the person in charge of the Hami Tournament; its setup and preparations and whatnot. Also talk to the locals to see if they can help you out. Who's our volunteer?"

The eldest of the group, a man named Kadaroo, raised his hand and took up the mission. "I will do it. Just give me my soldier and I will be on my way." Biff smiled, "I'm glad you've learned the ropes so quickly." Biff picked out Kadaroo's soldier and led him to the door. He was growing low on investigators. "That is all for now, boys. I've just sent men out on four different missions. Surely one of them will offer us some sort of lead on the whereabouts of Tavius Vylx and The Hamitsu Parchment!"

My post got lost in TLG's stories. lovely. Seriously, no comments, Dafoose?

And TLG, I must say that your stories would be so much better without dialogue. You should make silent stories. Suddenly What's-his-face and all his buddies become mute. The quality would increase phemomenally

Is there a timeskip? Yes? No? Maybe? Lobster?